In the dark space, there was silence, only those ghost soldiers wandering aimlessly in the void, making the atmosphere here eerie and weird. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, these ghost soldiers didn't know that at this moment, there was a shadow that was even more ghostly than a ghost, closely following behind their butts.

Whining~~

Just as the shadow was about to make a move, suddenly, a low voice echoed, causing those ghost soldiers with dull expressions to immediately raise their heads and follow the sound.

"Strange ......" came out in a familiar whisper, and this voice was the pastoral language in the invisible cloak.

In the past few days, Mu Yu has been looking for a way out, while following behind the ghost's ass, looking for an opportunity to sacrifice jade water hyacinth, and quickly hunt. Although there were several accidents during this period, they were detected by several ghost generals with keen perception, and they were almost trapped in the siege of the ghost spirit army, but with their excellent speed and combat effectiveness, they were all turned into good fortune by the shepherd.

But like this scene in front of him, Mu Yu has never encountered before. The low "woo" sound, revealing an undoubted majesty and a bleak autumn wind-like desolation, is easy to resonate with people, and they can't help but follow the sound. It's a lot more clever than ordinary illusion spells, and in the subtle way, people fall into the trap.

Mu Yu frowned, very disgusted by this sound, even if the acupuncture points in both ears were sealed, he could still "hear" this bleak and low "woo" sound.

"Hmph, I'd like to see who's doing it. The shepherd muttered a little, and then snorted. Now, even if he meets a ghost king, he can escape with all kinds of hole cards, and then, in the past few days, Mu Yu has gradually figured out the way out, and when he is in danger, he will go directly down that road and leave the three-star magic cave.

Due to some kind of prohibition, the ghosts in the three-star magic cave, even if they are strong, cannot leave the magic cave.

......

Wow~~

After walking for about an hour, Mu Yu followed the three dark gray ghosts in front of him to a relatively open space.

The open space was about 300 square meters in size, and at this moment, the ground and the void were filled with countless ghost soldiers and ghost generals, and in the center of the front, there was a powerful ghost with the largest head with green faces and fangs, sitting on a stone throne, leaning inwardly, and sometimes coming out of his mouth the desolate and low "whining" sound.

"Who is this?Ghost King?" Mu Yu muttered softly, hiding behind a sharp stone, cloaked in an invisible Jiao cloak.

Sitting on the stone throne is the ghost king who was severely injured by the leaping money dragon earlier, after two days, this ghost king still has not recovered his vitality, and he has to summon many subordinates and devour them to 'renew his qi'.

And the many ghost generals present seemed to be aware of the ghost king's intentions, and their blood-red eyes suddenly became irritable, and even some of the ghost generals were even more eager to try, ready to take this opportunity to challenge the ghost king.

Obviously, the ghost king was also a little jealous of the existence of the peak of this group of ghost generals, so he only delayed it for two days, hoping to rely on himself to recover.

"Roar!" the Ghost King straightened his waist slightly, and yelled at all the ghosts present.

There was a commotion among the ghosts, and through the special way of communication between the ghosts, the former understood the ghost king's thoughts, and was ready to make sacrifices for himself and others to recover the ghost king's injuries.

Some ghost soldiers didn't feel anything, they were not enlightened, and the orders from the superiors had no choice but to obey, but some high-level ghost soldiers, and ghost general-level existences, were no less intelligent than human beings, and with emotions and thoughts, they naturally would not be willing to sacrifice themselves to become the ghost king.

"Roar, look for death!" The ghost king's eyes were cold, and he burst out with a strong killing power, and a soul energy turned into an invisible palm and slapped it, directly holding the three high-level ghost soldiers in his hands, taking a big mouthful, sucking a bite, and swallowing it alive in an instant.

Roar......

The roar of a beast echoed, and more than a dozen powerful ghost generals slapped their chests, and many of them brandished sharp weapons, looking at the ghost king with hesitation and violence in their eyes.

Looking at this scene, Mu Yu, who was hiding on the side, felt a burst of amusement, and the scene in front of him was like a group of young and strong lions in a certain lion group, challenging the frail and sickly old lion king.

However, the strength of that ghost king is indeed a lot weaker, at most it is equivalent to a fake Dan cultivation, and in terms of real combat effectiveness, it is roughly equivalent to a peak monk of foundation building.

It's no wonder that these powerful peak-level ghost generals have the idea of a challenge.

After the ghost king and more than a dozen peak-level ghost generals confronted each other for a while, the former suddenly pulled out a soul whip and rolled towards a peak-level ghost general.

I only heard the sound of "stabbing" breaking through the air, and the long whip composed of sharp bone spurs suddenly strangled the neck of the peak-level ghost general, and with the strength of the ghost king's palm, he strangled the former's head.

"Roar ......" The ghost will let out an angry roar, and the headless body does not fall, but stands upright, and the majestic soul energy is reconstituted into a new head, however, there is a trace of exhaustion and weakness flowing in the pair of blood-colored eyes.

Boom!

The spear stabbed and struck the air.

The ghost king sat upright, symbolizing the supreme throne, waved his arms, and the long whip in his hand was like a poisonous snake, with a sharp and fierce arc, once again wrapped around the spear that was slashed over. With a "click", the energy spear shattered inch by inch.

Burst~~

The long whip turned into a tornado and kept whirling, and in an instant, the body of this ghost general was shattered into pieces of soul energy crystals, and with the big hand of the ghost king, it was sucked into the latter's mouth.

Kill a pinnacle-level ghost general in five rounds!

Seeing this scene, those peak-level ghost generals who were originally eager to try suddenly fell silent, and slowly took a few steps back, and some ordinary ghost generals who were not strong even lowered their heads, with a look of surrender and flattery on their faces.

"Roar!" the ghost king got up, raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, the terrifying sound echoed in the dark space, and countless ghosts knelt down with a "whin" sound.

One, two......

Most of the ghost generals also bent down to salute, expressing their deference to the ghost king.

On the hideous face with blue fangs, there seemed to be a satisfied smile. The Ghost King stretched out his right hand and grabbed a high-level ghost soldier without hindrance, and began to devour it to recover from his injuries.

Sou!

Suddenly, a white ray rushed out, and with lightning speed, it went straight to the head of the ghost king.

"Roar!" the Ghost King let out a frightened sound, and hurriedly swung his long whip, trying to stop the sharp white light.

However, in the next moment, another black ray rushed from one side with a tricky flying arc and slashed into the Ghost King's chest.

"It's a pity!" a ghostly figure flew from a protruding and sharp stone forest, and couldn't help but mutter. If it weren't for the set of soul armor on the Ghost King's body, which turned into substance, it had removed about one-third of its strength, otherwise, this sword, even if it couldn't kill it, could have hit it hard.

Mu Yu stared at the ghost king with a slight gaze, and the ordinary ghost soldiers around him let out a sharp cry and gathered around frantically, and those peak-level ghost generals who had just expressed their surrender to the ghost king, after seeing the scene in front of them, hesitated a little, and then suddenly retreated to the side, hanging their heads silently.

Mu Yu glanced around, took in the expressions of this group of ghost generals, and was a little relieved in his heart, and then moved his head away, looking at the ghost king's opponent in front of him with full attention.

This ghost king, among the many ghosts, is the largest and the most terrifying, but after several spiritual treasure injuries, its expression looks tired and sluggish.

"Human, retreat, or die!" A burst of inarticulate words came out, and the Ghost King stood up, his eyes shining with a cold glow, and roared in a low voice.

"Your Royal Highness the Ghost King, someone is very interested in your soul, so if you want me to step down, I'm afraid it's not so easy. Mu Yu smiled coldly, then stopped talking nonsense, and with a move of his right hand, the pair of Yin Yang Ghost Mother Swords turned into two streamers again, slashing towards the Ghost King.

Whoosh!

The speed of black and white light intersecting, one black and one white, like night and day, occupied this hundreds of square meters of open space.

Sting!

Under the shouts of the ghost king, more than 20 ghost soldiers rushed over without fear of death, but in front of this black and white light, their bodies directly shattered into two halves and disappeared.

"Roar!" the ghost king brandished his long whip and shouted to the ghost generals who were on the sidelines, besieging and killing Mu Yu. However, except for a few ghost generals who were loyal to the former, most of the ghost generals, after hesitating for a moment, did not take action immediately, as if waiting for the development of the situation.

If the Ghost King still maintains his peak combat power, he will not dare to disobey its orders if he lends the three dares of this group of ghost generals, but now, being able to disobey the yang and the yin without making some small moves is already the credit of the prestige that the Ghost King has accumulated over the years......

"Go!" Mu Yu let out a low sigh, unleashing a group of puppet soldiers, as well as three second-order puppet beasts.

Bang!

A puppet swung out its fists or claws, and collided with the oncoming ghost generals, and between the two fists and claws, a wave of ripples suddenly rippled out, spreading out in the air like ripples.

The next moment, both of them retreated violently, stumbling a few steps, leaving shallow scratches on the hard ground.

As for those low-level puppet soldiers, they opened their mouths and shot out beams of light, splitting ordinary ghost soldiers into clouds of smoke, that is, high-level ghost soldiers, under this beam, they were able to survive and be entangled with these low-level puppet soldiers.

Rao is the strength of Mu Yu's current divine consciousness, and at the same time controlling so many puppets, a fine cold sweat also appeared on his forehead.

To maintain control of this scale, Mu Yu pinched his fingers in advance and estimated that it would last for ten minutes.

However, ten minutes is enough to end the battle with the Ghost King...... The premise is that those peak-level ghosts will not interfere, otherwise, Mu Yu has only the only way to retreat.

Boom!

rushed over, drew a sword, and slashed at the ghost king's long whip.

Suddenly, the tip of the long whip, shaped like a jagged bone spur, was violently bent after being hit by the sword, and in a tricky arc, it went around Mu Yu's back, and then stabbed down fiercely.

Boom!

A piece of golden light bloomed, a golden bowl flew in, and after magnification, it was suspended behind the pastoral language, and the golden mangs shot out were even more revealing a Buddha rhyme, easily purifying the yin and evil ghost qi contained in the sawtooth bone spurs, weakening its energy. Immediately, it was sent out by the golden bowl.

Seeing this, Mu Yu immediately sneered a few times, pinched it with his left hand, and made the Yin Yang Ghost Mother Sword go around in a circle, and slashed at the back of the Ghost King with the way of others.

Swish!

The long whip in the shape of a jagged bone spur, in the hand of the Ghost King, was like its third arm, and with a slight flick, a few sections of the long whip wrapped around its back, forming two circles, blocking the attack of the Yin Yang Ghost Mother Sword.

However, the terrifying explosive power from the two Spirit Treasure Flying Swords still caused those long whips to tremble violently a few times, causing the long whip's defense on the front to suddenly relax.

Mu Yu's eyes flashed, a flash of essence, and he instantly pinched a swift technique, quickly approached the front of the ghost king, and aimed at its face, which was a smash.

Suddenly, when he saw Mu Yu's right fist, which was like an overwhelming sea, the ghost king's face did not show any panicked expression, but a hint of a playful smile, and when he opened his mouth and spit out, a terrifying soul energy rushed out and smashed into his fist.

Boom!

That soul energy collided with Mu Yu's fist like a sharp sword, and suddenly, a dull explosion came out, and then, under the action of a strong countershock, Mu Yu retreated four or five steps in a row before he stabilized his body.

"It's ignoring the wisdom of this ghost king. The shepherd whispered softly, and secretly screamed carelessly.

"However, your tricks stop there!" Mu Yu sneered secretly, and in an instant, he reached out a hand and shook it violently, and a terrifying wind suddenly reverberated from it.

Airplanes~~

With a buzz, bright green rays emerged, like the color of green grass, and the jade was clear.

"Capture the dragon mudra!" a low cry came from the mouth of the pastor.

The next moment, a low dragon groan sounded.

Rumble!

The green dragon circled, just like the momentum of the flying dragon in the sky, turning into a dragon-shaped cyan giant arm, and grabbed the ghost king fiercely.

The mighty dragon breath was pervasive, and for this supreme yang qi, even if it was an existence as strong as a ghost king, they were extremely afraid, and those ghost generals and ghost soldiers were even more shocked and frightened to retreat, and even a few high-level ghost soldiers, after being hit by the cyan air current, quickly dimmed their bodies, and they were no different from ordinary ghost soldiers, resulting in decades of evolution falling short.

"Kill!" the Ghost King roared, his voice so terrible that it made people's scalps tingle, and it pushed forward with its big hand, forming a soul shield that bloomed a faint silver-white color.

However, under the crushing of the giant arm of the green dragon, this silver-white shield with strong soul energy suddenly made a "click" cracking sound, and it couldn't hold on for three breaths, and it completely disintegrated!