"A talking Yin soldier?"

Li Mu and Ling Feng looked at each other, the most surprising thing was Ling Feng, it was the first time he had seen a talking Yin soldier.

There is no doubt that this talking Yin soldier must be the biggest boss among all the Yin soldiers in the Demon Cave.

For such an existence, Li Mu also encountered one in the Thunder God Tower, that is, the young man of the Yin Owl, who could also speak and control the flesh of dead creatures.

But this old man seems to be many times stronger than the yin owl youth he met in the Thunder God Tower.

Li Mu didn't know if he was so strong in his own right, or if he had transformed over time.

"What do you want to ask you, humble human beings, answer quickly, who are you?" The green flames in the Yin Bing's eyes floated, as if he was guessing the origin of Li Mu and the others.

"Interesting!"

Li Mumo rubbed his chin and said, "Don't guess, ugly ghost, we are from Qitian City, and the people you sent to Qitian City have been slaughtered by the master, and it will be your turn next." ”

"Arrogance!"

The green flame in the Yin Soldier's eyes jumped suddenly, and the anger on his body suddenly increased tenfold.

He looked Li Mu up and down, and said with a smile instead of anger: "You have a good body, you are a good carrier, this seat has taken a fancy to it, so let's offer it obediently!"

"Carrier?"

Li Mu twisted his eyebrows, this Yin soldier is really different, and he actually wants to covet his body.

"Be careful, he's a ghost. Ling Feng suddenly said this.

"Ghost clan, not really!" Li Mu looked suspicious, the ghost clan is very strong, and he was born with the combat power of a land immortal, although this Yin soldier is very strong, it seems that there is still a certain gap between him and the legendary ghost clan.

Ling Feng thought for a moment, and then said: "To be precise, he should be the spirit clone of the ghost clan, or the soul of a martial artist who is controlled by the ghost clan with his mind, but this divine soul has been completely controlled by the ghost clan, we can call it a ghost servant." ”

"Ghost servant!"

Li Mu nodded when he heard this, he had also seen such a situation, Chu Mad back then seemed to be controlled by the people of the ghost clan, but the latter's will was firm, and with his help, he finally got rid of the shackles of the ghost clan.

The old man in front of him was completely controlled by the ghost clan, and Li Mu even suspected that his physical body was not his original physical body.

The ability of the ghost clan is very special, not only can control the corpses of dead creatures, but also can control living souls, which Li Mu has known for a long time, but he has encountered very few ghost servants.

Ling Feng continued: "According to ancient records, the true bodies of the Ghost Race rarely show up, and they will control many Terran warriors, or the spirits of dead warriors. Such beings are collectively referred to as ghost servants. The strength of the ghost servant is strong and weak, and each of the ghost servant's subordinates will control a large number of Yin soldiers. This servant is the leader of the Devil's Cave. In the Lihuo Gate, there is an even more terrifying ghost servant, and that ghost servant can be said to be the strongest ghost servant in the Dongsheng Continent, the boss of all the Yin soldiers. ”

"There is also a kind of ghost servants that are terrifying, they are hidden in the human world, and like ordinary warriors, they can't be distinguished at all, which is the most troublesome thing. Some time ago, the sect used special means to find out several invisible ghost servants in the sect. ”

"I see!" Li Mu nodded secretly, the ghost clan's methods are indeed too many to guard against, no wonder every time the ghost clan appears, it will cause a huge panic in the mainland.

For example, now, everyone knows that there is a ghost clan that has entered the Futu realm, but no one knows where the real ghost clan is hidden.

"Ugly ghost, you still want the body of the little master, go dream!" Li Mu said in a deep voice, his momentum rising steadily, and he was ready to fight.

"Destroy Ziming in this seat~~ Destroy Ziming in this seat, you two stay as substitutes, you are all good, there are thousands of troops on top. The ghost servant smiled coldly, and the corpse qi on his body was even heavier.

After it finished speaking, it raised its hand and showed its dry fingers and claws, and grabbed at Li Mu's heart, the nails on the dry fingers and claws suddenly swelled to more than a foot long, looking extremely terrifying.

"Young Sect Master, let me deal with it!" Ling Feng pressed Li Mu's shoulder, opened his mouth and spat out a cold ice sword, he was an ice attribute sword cultivator, and the attribute of the natal flying sword was also an ice attribute.

Whoop –

With a flash of the bright flying sword, it shot in front of the ghost servant, and as soon as the ice attribute flying sword came out, the temperature of the entire small Tibetan realm dropped by dozens of degrees suddenly.

The icy aura instantly froze half of the small Tibetan realm.

As soon as Ling Feng made a move, Li Mu also saw his realm clearly, and he was three layers of mortals.

Bite~~~

Poof-

When the two came into contact, the sharp Natal Flying Sword cut off one of the ghost servant's fingers, forcing him to retract his fingers and claws and take more than ten steps back to see what happened to the next killing move of the Natal Flying Sword.

"Look for death!"

The ghost servant and the great slave put away his claws, and immediately condensed a huge demon king fork to meet Ling Feng's natal flying sword.

Ding Ding Ding ~~~

The two fought together, Ling Feng's flying sword came and went as fast as lightning, and it was not simple to be simple, the dark Demon King's fork dance was impenetrable, and Ling Feng's sword moves were all stopped.

"Frozen for thousands of miles!" Ling Feng shouted.

The natal flying sword flew into the sky, and the wind was good, and it suddenly soared to about ten zhang, and the cold breath seemed to be able to freeze the heavens and the earth, the temperature plummeted, and the entire small Tibetan realm was suddenly covered with a layer of silver-white frost.

As soon as his mind moved, the huge natal flying sword slashed down at the ghost servants below, and its power increased several times compared to the beginning.

"Awesome!"

Li Mu was secretly frightened, it was the first time he had seen a land immortal-level sword cultivator move, such a terrifying sword, even he didn't dare to take it with his bare hands.

"Little Doyle, the Demon King roars!!"

The ghost servant broke off and rose to the sky, and the demon king fork in his palm suddenly increased several times, like a peerless fierce soldier, stabbing the sky angrily, and the amazing aura exploded, and the small Tibetan realm was trembling, as if it had reached the limit of bearing.

While!

In the end, the Demon King's fork and the flying sword collided together in the air, and within a radius of thousands of miles, the frozen thing suddenly shattered.

Click!

"Not good!" Ling Feng's face turned pale, and a small crack appeared on top of his natal flying sword. The natal flying sword is connected to the sword cultivation bloodline, and once it is injured, it will also cause a lot of damage to the sword cultivator himself.

Ding Ding Ding ~~~

The battle continued, and the two collided more than a dozen times, and the crack on the natal flying sword increased. Ling Feng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and had to withdraw his natal flying sword.

"Sword cultivation is nothing more than that!

Rumble!

The ghost servant's attack turned, and the huge Demon King fork smashed down on Ling Feng himself.

"Less boss flash mob!"

Ling Feng reminded him, and with a flash of his feet, he dodged a terrifying blow, and where he had been standing, the earth was knocked out of the abyss.

Bang~~

At the same time, Li Mu burst out with silver light all over his body, and a terrifying punch took advantage of the situation to hit the ghost servant's shoulder.

Wang Yang's divine power spit out, and the ghost servant was swept away for hundreds of miles, very embarrassed, but it was extremely strong and not injured.