C239 (1/2)

”What's so strange about that?” Mu Yu doesn't think so.

”Hum!” Ghost evil king cold hum a, the whole body is surging up and down the chilly breath, directly toward Mu Yu killed to come over.

Mu Yu holds Xifeng sword in his hand, just like a peerless sword God, and welcomes it without fear.

Both of them are outstanding in body method, and their figures are constantly crisscrossing, leaving empty shadows in the air.

The powerful spiritual force collided with each other like a mountain torrent, forcing everyone back a hundred feet.

Heaven and earth change color, mountains and rivers shake!

In a flash, the two men have been fighting for hundreds of rounds.

Ghost ghost King's hair is messy, his clothes are messy, and there are countless traces of being hurt by the sword Qi all over his body.

It made him angry.

A small generation, even can hurt him!

”Ten thousand souls are coming!”

A gloomy flag appeared in the hand of the ghost king, waving between heaven and earth.

The wind howls, and countless ghosts wander between heaven and earth like ghosts. They emit shrill cries and surround Mu Yu.

People in the soul hall like to capture a large number of monks and ordinary people, and then extract their souls for their fighting.

The method is extremely vicious, which is deeply hated by all people in Tiannan.

As the deputy head of the soul hall, the ghost King's hand is covered with blood. Almost all of his ghost flags are high-ranking righteous monks, and the power of his wronged souls is great.

Ghost is different from others, invisible, once you are entangled, can completely devour your spirit, into a dementia waste.