Mystical Supreme Martial Soul

Chu Fengyu was astonished. .

Chapter [-] The Ghost King Sect Master Appears!

"Hahaha"

Yan Qinghan and others are all happy, the ghost king actually wants to refine the stone puppet into a clone, this guy is unlucky enough

"Then how do we make a move, go in directly?"

The Holy Son of Kunlun has a turbulent breath, and his sword intent is forcing people. Now he has also stepped into the Taoist realm, and is eager to fight against the Taoist realm.

"Let me revise this formation a little bit first. Since I made a move, I can't let the people of the Ghost King Sect run away."

Chu Feng's eyes turned cold, and between the waves of his hands, lines of formations spewed out from his palms and merged with the formations arranged by the Ghost King Sect.

"OK"

After a while, Chu Feng nodded, and then rushed into the Ghost King Sect area.

"Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect, get out and die"

Chu Feng screamed in the sky, the whistling sound rolled out, and the amazing Dao rhyme, like a tide, swept all directions

Below him, many people from the Ghost King Sect screamed in agony.

Today's Chu Feng, whose cultivation base has reached the tenth level of Dao, can shatter mountains and rivers with a single roar. Those who are insufficiently cultivated cannot even bear the Dao rhyme contained in his voice.

"what happened"

"Someone dares to make trouble in my Ghost King Sect's territory"

The people of the Ghost King Sect have changed color. They are the first force in the ghost realm. Even if the Kunlun Sword Sect wants to make a move, they have to think about it.

"not good"

"It seems to be the descendant, the Chu Feng wanted by my Ghost King Sect!" Someone recognized Chu Feng and immediately shouted in horror

"Alert, there are descendants rushing into the formation, and Chu Feng is the leader."

The disciples of the Ghost King Sect were all in chaos. They watched Chu Feng and others come from the sky and rushed to the gate of the Ghost King Sect. News came out one after another.

Rumble

Chu Feng and others joined forces, and the breath that erupted was so terrifying, the ghost king city was roaring

"Ghost King, don't come out and die"

Chu Feng drank again, his voice was very soft, but he had supreme power, shaking the clouds in the sky, and the entire Ghost King Sect was shaking.

No one does not change color, they can't imagine how terrifying this person wanted by the Ghost King Sect is.

"Clearly"

The Holy Son of Kunlun shot, and when he raised his hand, he hit the sky with a sword light, and the screams resounded one after another.

For the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, the Holy Son of Kunlun will not be soft-hearted

"Who dares to be presumptuous in my ghost king sect"

Amazing fluctuations swept in from one direction, murderous aura surged into the sky, and swept away the clouds in all directions.

Dao Realm Nine Layers

The other party is definitely a master of the ninth level of Taoism, and now he rushes out, the sky is shaking

"I'll kill him"

Bai Shidao stepped out, his clothes were flying, and he was free and aloof, but his shot was amazing.

boom

Bai Shidao rushed into the Ghost King City and fought with the opponent. The terrifying tide of power swept across all directions, swept the corner of the Ghost King City, and the earth burst.

"So strong"

"Just now that was the fifth elder of the Ghost King Sect, and he couldn't win a young man."

"What is the origin of Chu Feng, who is wanted by my Ghost King Sect?"

The disciples in the Ghost King Sect turned pale one by one, and even the elders took action, but they were suppressed by the other party alone.

嗡

The roar of the void, the other direction, the endless black clouds, the ghostly, the soul-stirring, the terrifying Dao realm coercion, it is creepy

"Damn junior, how dare you be presumptuous in my ghost king sect"

In the dark cloud where the ghost qi evolved, a pitch-black claw sticks out, and the ghost qi lingers on it, like the sharp claws of a fierce beast, and grabs it against Chu Feng and others.

"Humph"

Yu Linglong snorted coldly, and her palm, which was as white as jade, slapped out with a bang, the fire of annihilation was blazing, and all of a sudden, she struck a blow with the black sharp claws.

"what"

砰

The screams resounded, and the pitch-black palm was shattered by Yu Linglong's punch, and the ghostly aura swept out, turning into an endless black mist shrouded down.