Mu Junyao didn't step forward, although she had some doubts about the black-robed man in front of her, but this time in order to fight with those Tianjiao, at this time, once she came on the field, she tacitly accepted the challenge from the monks of various continents, Mu Junyao knew that there were many opponents, and the black-robed man didn't know whether he was friend or foe. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ghost path monk outside the field kept staring at Mu Feng's figure, but he couldn't see who this person was, the apocalypse had a calm face, and even the ghost path Heavenly Realm powerhouse shook his head, "I'm afraid there are some means to shield the aura on this son, and the old man can't see his appearance clearly!"

After being punched by Mu Feng, the ghost boy was already seriously injured and his breath was disordered, but he saw the ghost boy grinning with his teeth bared, and scolded: "I don't know whether you live or die, no matter who you are, you have to pay for your actions!"

Mu Feng looked at the words and deeds of the ghost boy with a calm face, he knew that the ghost path monk's methods were extremely weird, he had already felt it when he fought with the apocalypse back then, this time he fought with the real Tianjiao of the ghost path, Mu Feng also wanted to test what the ghost path monk was weird.

"Yin gripper!" The ghost boy roared, and a burst of black mist emanated from the rise, only to see the ghost boy's feminine and pale palm slowly growing, wantonly grabbing to the sky, and then saw the two palms slowly retreat from the skin, leaving only the skeleton of the two palms, and the heaven and earth suddenly remembered a burst of screams of powerful ghosts, "Grab his soul!" The ghost boy stretched out the skeleton of his two palms, accompanied by bursts of black mist, and grabbed towards Mu Feng.

"The palm that specializes in grabbing the soul of living beings, it is said that as long as the soul is captured by this palm, it will be enslaved by the ghost path monks for life, and finally turned into the power of the ghost path!" Looking at these feminine palms, many monks changed color.

Mu Feng hurriedly took a few steps backwards and avoided the grabbed palm, but the skeleton palm was in hot pursuit, and it seemed that he would not stop until he caught the opponent's soul.

"I'll see where you can escape!" the ghost boy said with a smile on his face, watching the figure being chased by only him, the ghost boy was very excited.

"Childe be careful, this Yin Grip is a ghostly soul-snatching stunt, and ordinary things are difficult to resist!" At this time, there was a hasty reminder from the demon fairy, but it was extremely beautiful.

"Do you think I'm really afraid of your yin hand?" At this time, Mu Feng slowly turned around, only to see Mu Feng waving a bright fist, the golden light was shining, as if gold had been cast, and runes flowed outside Mu Feng's fist, Mu Feng's face was indifferent, and a punch slammed into the two skeleton palms that were rushing wildly.

"This black-robed man is so bold, he is actually accumulating strength under the pursuit of this Yin Grip, isn't he afraid of catching himself with one palm?"

"What do you know, as the so-called wealth and danger seek, this person should be a monk who walks on the tip of a knife all year round!"

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"It's useless, I want to use my body against my soul-grabbing hand, wishful thinking!" the ghost boy said sarcastically with disdain.

However, at this moment, Mu Fengjing's fist prints slammed into these two giant hands, only to see the two feminine giant hands explode instantly, bursts of black mist filled the air, and a terrible cry was heard everywhere.

"Impossible, how can you use your body to fight against my yin grip, my yin grip is straight to the soul, it doesn't exist!" The ghost boy's face changed greatly, but the fact happened in front of him, his two proud hands had turned into powder, and they were blasted into nothingness.

"You are a Shinto monk, and you can break through ten thousand paths with your strength: or you are a Buddhist monk, and you will break my yin grip with the nature of a Buddha!" The ghost boy was shocked and screamed loudly, the yin hand was destroyed, and the ghost boy had already injured the Dao root, and the breath in his body immediately became disordered.

"Shinto monks, Lingxing doesn't seem to have Shinto monks, right? There are Buddhist monks, could it be that this black-robed person is a Buddhist monk? Aren't all Buddhist people in Tianyin Temple?"

"When did Tianyin Temple produce such a disciple? Why haven't I heard of it?" Even some Heavenly Realm powerhouses can't keep their composure, they have naturally heard of the Yin Grip of the Ghost Dao Monk, to break this Yin Grip, in addition to absolute strength, there are two means, that is, to break through the Ten Thousand Dao with force, and the second is to suppress it with the Qi of Justice, but this Qi of Justice is too difficult to practice, so that the Yin Grip of the Ghost Dao Monk is almost difficult to find an opponent.

"You have a lot of ghost dao exercises, your ghost dao is usually just self-deception and arrogance, do you really think that no one can cure you?" Mu Feng retorted in a deep voice, he didn't want others to know that he was from Tianyin Temple.

"That's right, the world is so big, there are no surprises, don't think that there is no way to restrain the ghost path!" At this time, those monks who hated ghost cultivation or were not used to seeing ghosts echoed one after another.

Some of the Heaven Realm powerhouses also nodded, thinking that the black-robed young man was reasonable, but most of the Heaven Realm powerhouses kept their composure, and the dispute between the ghost path and the demon path was none of their business, they were just curious about who this black-robed young man was.

"Send you to life!" Mu Feng said, he was covered in golden light, waved his fist mark again, and rushed towards the ghost boy, revealing a general outpouring of self-inflicted expression.

"You!" the ghost boy retreated again and again, but he had already stretched out his hand and seriously injured Mu Feng, how fast did he pass Mu Feng, seeing that Mu Feng was already approaching, the ghost boy shouted, "I'll fight with you, corpse!"

I saw that the corpse came from the sky, and the corpse was still inserted with the sword of the demon fairy, and as soon as the corpse approached, a smell of decay and disgusting immediately came. The ghost boy bared his teeth and roared: "Corpse, block him!" The corpse immediately crossed in front of the ghost boy, and there were still a few ghosts summoned by the ghost boy before, and they were still spitting corpse gas into the corpse. "I'll see how you break through this corpse of mine!" the ghost boy said.

When he saw the corpse, Mu Feng was also terrified, this corpse was the most yin and evil thing, and Mu Feng didn't want to touch it until he had to, Mu Feng stopped his body instantly.

Seeing that Mu Feng stopped the offensive, the ghost boy breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "The corpse suppresses him, uses your corpse qi to affect his aura, and makes him a thing controlled by me!" The corpse immediately shook, and then saw that the corpse emitted bursts of corpse qi that almost turned into fluid, and slowly surrounded Mu Feng.

"Childe be careful!" At this time, Yun Niang also woke up, and saw that the familiar figure on the field was about to be trapped, and she was also anxious.