"There is nothing to debunk or not to debunk, I just want to see if the legends about the Lord of Mengmen are all true, and when I saw it today, it was really eye-opening. But even so, are you really able to block the combined attack of the ten of us? A hint of fierceness flashed on Liuchen's face, his excessive entanglement with Meng Yi had already flashed impatience, if it weren't for the fear of the breath of the king-level powerhouses in the Medicine King Palace, it is estimated that he would have been killed a long time ago.

"Haven't you still won, isn't it a little early to say this?" Meng Yi laughed at the corner of his mouth, put the Guanhuang Sword in his hand again, and his face suddenly burst for a while, and a black mist suddenly spread around his body.

Liuchen was shocked again, what is this, the absolute necromantic breath, under such an aura, the opponent is bound to have an extraordinary sense of fear in his heart, in this way, the momentum is bound to fall into a depression, and then it will be the time of defeat.

Necromantic breath, this is the purest energy that the monks of the ghost realm aspire to, but helplessly, most ghost kings and ghost saints don't have much chance to obtain such a pure breath.

The cultivators of the Ghost Realm began to cultivate by devouring souls, and although devouring souls was faster than absorbing the breath of the necromancy, this came at the cost of harming themselves.

The soul will have its own consciousness no matter what, even if the divine power is too strong, it is impossible to completely erase this consciousness, so when a ghost world monk devours a powerful soul, it is very likely that the phenomenon of being counterattacked will occur, this phenomenon is extremely terrifying, if the counterattack is successful, then this ghost monk will naturally change into another person.

The breath of the dead is different, it is completely the resentment and anger emitted by all things after death, and there is no consciousness, although this breath is extremely violent and desperate, but in the ghost world, it is indeed something that all ghosts are extremely eager to get.

However, not all Ghost Realm cultivators have the opportunity to obtain Necromantic Qi, all the Ghost Warriors who can cultivate to the Necromantic Breath are all those who are famous in the Ghost Realm, and ordinary monks can only reach out of the dust, and they can improve their level through the lowest soul-devouring method.

Therefore, when Meng Yi's body was suddenly filled with a large amount of necromantic aura, the ghost realm monks in the chaotic space were all stunned, how perverted was this

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The existence of the existence was able to cultivate the intensity of the necromantic aura to such an extent, which they could not have imagined, and besides, this person was still a human being.

Three of the ten king-level powerhouses were ghost kings, and when Meng Yi was surrounded by a black necromantic aura, in addition to shock, there was a strange look in their eyes, and this look was called greed.

They believed that as long as they devoured Meng Yi's soul, they would inevitably get such a strong necromantic aura, and at that time, they would also directly rise to the top of the ghost realm, and such a temptation could be described as fatal to them.

The breath of death swirled wildly around his body, except for the three ghost kings, the other seven king-level powerhouses all looked uncomfortable, as if they were in a complete abyss, there was no way out of the abyss, and some were only a series of negative emotions such as despair, grief and anger, and pain.

Although Meng Yi sharply urged the necromantic aura at the soul and put the people of the Demon Realm and the God Realm out of his body, the three Ghost King powerhouses could still attack unhindered.

And as soon as he struck, it was all a lifeless attack, and the brutal aura that destroyed the ancient decay was like a hungry wolf, surging directly towards Meng Yi.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Meng Yi's eyes, and at the same time, he was also a little puzzled in his heart, why did these three ghost kings rush over as soon as they saw his necromantic aura, could it be that this necromantic aura touched their interests?

But at this time, Meng Yi was not allowed to think too much, it was only an instant, and the three momentum of destroying the world reached Meng Yi's surroundings almost at the same time, and at the same time, the crown emperor sword also showed the unique arrogance of the artifact at this time.

Just as the three breaths were about to devour Meng Yi, a red graceful arc was suddenly drawn, and a crack was split directly from the place where the two breaths met, and Meng Yi's figure flew out sharply.

The three kings obviously didn't expect Meng Yi to defuse their attack so easily, and they were all stunned in their hearts, and they were a little withdrawn, after all, such a strong man seemed to be beyond their control.

However, the mind of retreat had just been born, and they were all attracted by the necromantic aura around Meng Yi's body, and they were crazy, even their pale faces were excited at this time, and their eyes released a bloodthirsty light, three ghosts

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Wang barely hesitated, and surged towards Meng Yi again in great agreement.

"Are these guys brain-dead?" Yang Ping's heart seemed to be calm, when Meng Yi's whole body was surrounded by such a strong necromantic aura, he thought that his boss was going to hang up, fortunately, Nuo Hai made a quick move, otherwise this guy couldn't help but rush forward.

"They are not brain-dead, the ghost realm monks have different feelings for the necromantic aura on Xiao Yi's body, it seems that today's battle will not end intact." Nuo Hai's tone was extremely indifferent, without the slightest fear, even if the two factions were fighting now, he believed that with the strength of the Spear of Hatred, he could completely deal with the opponent's nearly 100 immortal-level powerhouses.

"Mom, wouldn't it be extremely dangerous if those seven king-level powerhouses broke free from the influence of the eldest brother's breath?" Yang Ping was still a little worried and looked at the remaining seven king-level powerhouses who were struggling to break free from the influence of the necromantic aura, and his heart was extremely nervous.

However, Nuo Hai always looked indifferent, and said softly: "When your eldest brother used this trick, he had already calculated everything, don't worry, everything is under his control, there is no absolute certainty, how can he take out the necromantic aura that makes everyone in the ghost world go crazy?" “

Yang Ping scratched his head a little incomprehensibly, but since Nuohai said no, then it would be fine, as if so far, this uncle has never judged and missed.

However, it was only an instant later, Yang Ping's expression changed from worry to surprise, followed by surprise.

Originally, when the three ghost king powerhouses were about to attack Meng Yi again, they suddenly found a fiery red flame erupting from the young man's body.

For the spirit of earth and fire, they didn't dare to hold it up at all, and immediately turned around and fled.

However, the mid-stage ghost king hadn't fled far, and suddenly the law minister Meng Yizheng looked at him with a smile, and when the ghost king was in a panic, he was suddenly shrouded in a huge wheel, and a dim scream came from under the Yin Yang Brahma Chakra, and after a moment, the voice disappeared without a trace.

And the two early ghost kings seemed to have really tasted a hint of danger, and they knew that Meng Yi's next target was himself.

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