"Ahhh! My brother Linxi is in trouble. Please, the female ghost king, please save my brother. I, the Wuhan University, kowtow to you, wuwuwu——"
At this time, Ming Feng pressed firmly on Wu Da's stubby soul body limbs, worried and shouted sharply:
"You remnant soul, don't cause trouble and scream again. Believe it or not, I will just throw you outside and let the ghosts and grandsons of Wusi City kill you?"
Wu Da did not dare to speak out, but his soul was filled with tears and his facial features were bleeding.
On the Roaring Plains, countless evil spirit legions all rushed out of the howling ghost wind and ghost mist on the plains, killing their targets. However, they often died before they could accomplish their feats.
With the city of Fusi having the upper hand, coupled with the betrayal of Michu's entire legion, it can almost be said that the Roaring Plains is facing the crisis of destruction for the second time in history.
Just like at this moment, Ming Yue, whose steps were scattered and her breath was falling, although she tried her best to break the ghost eyes, she displayed the strongest death gaze, and finally completely destroyed the Pluto stone shield of the old ghost Yin De.
However, Ming Yue, whose eyes were bleeding, had almost reached the end of her strength in combat.
In comparison, Old Ghost Yin De has profound soul power. When confronting Ming Yue, he basically relies on activating Pluto's stone shield. The output consumption of soul power and soul energy is much lower than that of Ming Yue.
Ming Yue shattered Pluto's stone shield and had already seen Lin Xi's crisis.
According to her father's instructions, she must protect Lin Xi, because Lin Xi is the opportunity and hope for her father, Mahamo, the Great Ghost King, to escape from the Roaring Plains.
Therefore, at the moment when Pluto's stone shield collapsed, Ming Yue had no time to take a breath and teleported directly towards Lin Xi.
The speed of the soul is actually far stronger than that of the flesh and blood creatures in the world.
The speed of the soul is not the speed of sound waves, nor the speed of light, but the speed of thought.
How fast is this thought?
That is to say, if you have an idea to leave the Milky Way from the earth and physically cross it, even if you are a God King, it cannot be accomplished with just one idea.
However, ghosts and gods in the soul body can do it.
Old ghost Yin De, who had already sneered, sacrificed his soul chain, hoping to capture Ming Yue in one fell swoop.
He thought that Ming Yue would directly fight him face to face after breaking his Pluto Stone Shield.
However, before he could take action, Ming Yue disappeared.
The old ghost Yin De roared and teleported directly towards Lin Xi.
Almost at the same time, Ming Yue scattered the regular Ming Dragons surrounding Lin Xi. She had just grabbed one of Lin Xi's arms and was about to teleport back to the Roaring Plains with a thought.
The old ghost Yin De has also arrived.
The Yin De old ghost sneered sinisterly and grabbed Lin Xi's other arm.
"Junior Ming Yue, if you want to save him, that's just a dream!
If you dare to teleport, I will never let go and will directly tear this remnant soul into pieces!"
Mingyue became anxious and shouted in her heart:
"Dad, it's your turn to take action!"
Ming Yue stared at Old Ghost Yin De coldly, a cruel sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"If you have the ability, just hold on to it!"
Ming Yue's eyebrows flashed, and a powerful ghost claw rushed out of the sea of ghost consciousness and pinched the old ghost Yin De's neck.
The moment the ghost claws appeared, Old Ghost Yin De felt an unstoppable power and crisis coming.
The moment the ghost claws between the brows pinched his neck, his soul was severely injured. He roared, moved back three inches, and teleported away.
Because he felt that this ghost claw was enough to crush his neck into pieces.
Although the soul body is not like the flesh and blood body, if the neck is crushed, it will be difficult to recover.
However, if the neck of the soul body is shattered into slag, even if it can be restored, it will still consume a huge amount of soul power and soul energy.
It may even cause his level to fall.
So almost instinctively, he moved back in a blink of an eye, and involuntarily let go of Lin Xi's arm.
Ming Yue took this opportunity and took Lin Xi directly to teleport towards the Roaring Plains.
In the flash of light and stone, Ming Yue's teleportation also directly caused the ghost claws between the brows to move away from the old ghost Yin De.
The old ghost of Yin De escaped with a ghostly life.
At this moment, King Bian Yi was stunned.
They were feeding Lin Xi forcefully, hoping to make Lin Xi crippled to death.
However, they didn't expect that Ming Yue would escape from the trap at this time and instead of entangled with the old ghost Yin De, she would come directly to snatch Lin Xi away, which made their efforts to feed him in vain.
What made the ghost kings go berserk even more was that Ming Yue crushed nearly a hundred of their rule ghost dragons in one go.
This is equivalent to destroying all the rules that they have finally condensed.
Of course, the loss of three rules for each ghost king is nothing.
However, so many ghost kings took action and let Mingyue rescue Lin Xi. How could they feel embarrassed?
Almost at the same time that Old Ghost Yin De escaped with his life, before everyone could figure out what happened to Old Ghost Yin De, they all roared angrily, released their strongest magical powers, and roared towards Ming Yue.
The ghost kings below the third level did not see clearly why the old ghost Yin De retreated.
But King Bian Yi saw it very clearly.
That ghost claw disappeared in a flash. If it weren't for his fourth-level soul power, there would be no clues.
And that ghost claw gave King Bian Yi the feeling of being too...
Too tyrannical.
He is so tyrannical that even if he and the old ghost Yin De join forces, they may not be able to escape unscathed.
This made King Bian Yi feel confused and hesitant for a moment.
Just because of this trance and hesitation, the attacks of the ghost kings all followed the ray of light that Ming Yue teleported and struck.
King Bian Yi shuddered and looked around, hoping that the attacks from his group of ghost kings would be effective and even directly injure Ming Yue and Lin Xi to death.
However, Ming Yue, who teleported into a ray of light, instantly erupted into a shocking force, with soul lights blooming, including even nine-color light bursts.
This made King Bian Yi and the old ghost Yin De, who was still trembling, almost hold their breath.
"What is that?
How can the soul light have nine colors?"
"How could the nine-color color break through the defense of the soul light and swallow up all the soul energy from the inside out?"
"Nine-colored soul light, heaven and earth, Lord Bian, how can the soul light have nine colors?
What kind of magical soul skill is this Ming Yue practicing that we don’t know about?"
The nine-colored light is so terrifying. The burst of Ming Yue's soul light is actually the split soul of Maha Mozu in her sea of ghost consciousness, which bursts out into a storm of soul power to protect Ming Yue and Lin Xi.
It should be said that the soul power storm of the fifth-level ghost king realm is enough to resist all the soul attacks of the ghost kings, and can successfully protect Ming Yue and completely return to the Roaring Plains.
What Ming Yue and Maha Mo Zhi's souls didn't expect was that at this moment, Lin Xi's entire head burst out with nine-colored divine light.
This kind of divine light even directly penetrated the soul shield provided by Maha Mo Zhi's soul-dividing sacrifice.
The appearance of the nine-colored divine light was like a storm sweeping through all things, directly swallowing up the attacks of hundreds of ghost kings.
Taking advantage of this momentary change, Ming Yue has returned to the ghostly wind and ghost mist of the Roaring Plain.
At this time, Ming Yue opened her eyes in disbelief and placed Lin Xi in front of her.
Seeing the nine-colored divine light, sweeping in immeasurable soul power attacks and disappearing between Lin Xi's brows, he felt a little dazed.
"What kind of soul art is this... of yours?"
Soul magic?
At this time, Lin Xi's soul body was still deforming, and his stomach was still wriggling violently. It was digesting and refining, and entered the regular dark dragon in the vortex of his stomach.
He had no idea at all about what had just happened.