"What's so surprising about this?" Mu Yu said disapprovingly.
"Hmph!" The Ghost Demon King snorted coldly, and with a cold aura surging all over his body, he went straight towards Mu Yu.
Mu Yu held the Xifeng Sword in his hand, like a peerless sword god, and faced him without fear.
The movement skills of both of them are extremely outstanding, and their figures constantly intersect, leaving shadows in the air.
The powerful collision of spiritual energy spurted out like a flash flood, forcing everyone to retreat another hundred feet.
The sky and the earth changed color, the mountains and rivers shook!
In the blink of an eye, the two had fought for hundreds of rounds.
The Ghost Demon King's hair was messy, his clothes were messy, and there were countless traces of injuries from the sword energy all over his body.
He couldn't help but feel angry.
A junior could actually hurt him!
"Thousands of souls are coming!"
A gloomy flag appeared in the hand of the Ghost Demon King, waving between heaven and earth.
The dark wind howled, and countless ghosts wandered between heaven and earth like ghosts, emitting shrill screams and surrounding Mu Yu.
The people in the Soul Palace like to capture a large number of monks and ordinary people, and then extract their souls to use in their battles.
His methods were extremely vicious and he was deeply hated by everyone in Tiannan.
As the deputy master of the Soul Palace, the Ghost Demon King's hands are even more stained with blood. Almost all of his ghost flags are high-level righteous monks, and their wronged souls are extremely powerful.
Wrong spirits are different from others. They are invisible and invisible. Once they entangle you, they can completely devour your spirit and turn you into a demented useless person.
"Jie Jie, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't escape my move." The master of the Soul Palace said with a sinister smile, as if he had already seen what would happen to Mu Yu next.
Seeing that Mu Yu was in danger again, the Zhengdao disciples clenched their fists and looked nervous, but at the same time, there was a look of expectation. They also looked forward to Mu Yu bringing them another miracle.
Seeing all the evil souls rushing towards him, Mu Yu's spiritual power surged from his palms and he struck out with one palm.
All the innocent souls around were knocked back by Mu Yu's palm power.
However, they were not harmed in any way, and the next moment, they surrounded them again.
The evil light in the wronged soul's eyes became even more fierce, and he couldn't wait to devour Mu Yu's spirit completely.
"Jie Jie, now you know how powerful I am. These souls of mine have been refined with great pains. They are not afraid of any of your mysterious skills. They are immortal between heaven and earth." Ghost Demon King said sharply. The voice sounded a little proud.
"Oh, I can't see it."
Mu Yu did not panic because of this. His body kept moving back and forth among the groups of innocent souls, gathering all the hatred of the innocent souls on him.
"You keep talking even when you are about to die."
The Ghost Demon King naturally didn't believe Mu Yu's words. He thought that Mu Yu had no way to deal with his wronged soul and was just talking hard.
When all the innocent souls gathered together and followed Mu Yu like a swarm of bees, the corners of Mu Yu's mouth curled up slightly.
He stretched out his right hand, and a terrifying crimson flame appeared, suddenly turning into a network of fire that filled the sky, covering all the wronged souls in the sea of fire.
"Creak... creak..."
All the innocent souls let out shrill and painful screams. As long as they got even a little closer to the Holy Fire of the Sun, they would be burned into nothingness.
Such a huge fire net made it impossible for them to escape or avoid. In an instant, every last one left was completely refined by the Sunlight Holy Fire.