Mu Bei's eyes moved slightly.
The next moment, his fist collided with the ghost claw.
The two collided, and a huge force came out from the ghost claw, shattering the power of his fist.
boom!
An afterglow of power fell on him, knocking him back more than ten feet.
He looked at Ghost Claw.
The ghost claws fluctuated, and the soul power filled the air. The next moment, he condensed into an old man.
The old man has a withered body, his eyes are intertwined with strange green, and he exudes a very frightening aura.
"This is...a ray of soul power from a king-level powerhouse? The incarnation of a divine soul!"
Everyone retreated. The aura exuded by the old man was so terrifying that they could not breathe.
This ray of soul power is enough to compare with a peak boundary-breaking realm expert!
"Old Wang!"
The Little Ghost King said in a deep voice, staring at Mu Bei with a ferocious face and clenching his hands tightly.
Lost!
In the battle with Mubei, he was defeated!
This made him very unwilling!
The wizened old man said: "There is no need to be unwilling. One defeat is nothing. Your bloodline's potential is far from being unleashed. Your future achievements will be brilliant and incomparable to him."
The Little Ghost King nodded and looked at Mu Bei ferociously: "It's a pity that I can't kill you with my own hands!"
The incarnation of the soul of a king-level strongman in the clan is enough to easily crush Mu Bei to death. Mu Bei will die today.
Mu Bei sneered, looked at him and said, "You little trash, except for a few harsh words, he is good for nothing."
The little ghost king's face suddenly became more ferocious, and he clenched his hands tightly.
"Don't get angry with the dying person, there's no need."
The dry old man said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Mu Bei with his right hand.
Buzz!
The soul power expanded and condensed into a huge ghost hand that enveloped Mu Bei, blocking the sky and the sun.
Mu Bei sneered.
The Nether Sword Intent is used to its limit.
Suddenly, the ghost hand that the withered old man was grabbing at him trembled, and the Netherworld Sword flew over with it. With the cooperation of the Netherworld Sword Intent, it cut off the ghost hand with a pop and was instantly involved in the sword.
Everyone nearby was shocked.
The incarnation of the soul of a king-level strongman was enough to kill the ninth realm of breaking the world, but Mu Bei cut off the ghost hand with a sword, and the sword swallowed the ghost hand!
this……
How did Mubei do this? !
Even for a super monster like Huo Linzi, his pupils suddenly shrank at this time.
The withered old man's eyes were slightly condensed, and he stared at Mu Bei for a moment: "Can your sword power defeat the soul and spirit body?" Then, he looked at the Netherworld Sword: "And your sword, can it swallow souls?"
Mu Bei said: "Are you still satisfied?"
If the opponent had a physical body with world-breaking combat power, he would definitely be no match for him and would turn around and run away. However, it was a pity that the opponent was a pure soul body and incomplete. It was just a ray of soul power condensed into the incarnation of the divine soul.
In this state, even if he has the peak level of world-breaking combat power, he is still fearless and can defeat the opponent with the Nether Sword Intent he controls.
The withered old man's eyes were cold, his soul suddenly glowed, and dense ghosts appeared around him, each ghost exuding a very vicious aura.
The moment these ghosts appeared, they all rushed towards Mu Bei.
Above Mu Bei's head, the vision of the Netherworld Sword Intention emerged.
The vision of the Netherworld Sword Intention shook, instantly shattering all the ghosts.
Then, this vision of sword intent rolled towards the withered old man.
The withered old man punched out.
This punch sent out a killing soul energy that filled the sky with terrifying momentum.
"town!"
Mubei Road.
The vision of the Netherworld Sword Intent trembles, the light shines, and the soul energy in the sky is forcibly fixed.
Then, he displayed the Netherworld Sword, and the Netherworld Sword shot out, wildly absorbing all the soul energy in the sky.
With the absorption of this soul energy, the sword power of the Netherworld Sword rapidly increases.
The withered old man's eyes became colder.
The Netherworld Sword Intention restrains his soul body, and the Netherworld Sword consumes his soul energy. The combination of the two can be said to be invincible for his current state.
"Just in time, you will kill him with your own hands someday!"
He turned his back to the Little Ghost King and waved his hand fiercely. The boundless soul energy wrapped around the Little Ghost King and rushed towards the sky. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared at the end of the sky, leaving Mu Bei unable to even stop him.
At the same time, with a whooshing sound, Huo Linzi turned into a streak of fire and rushed into the sky at an astonishing speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"He ran pretty fast."
Mubei Road.
He didn't care about the escape of Little Ghost King and Huo Linzi, it was no big deal.
See you next time, just kill it.
He looked at the withered old man and said, "I will accept this soul of yours without mercy."
The vision of the Netherworld Sword Intent trembled, completely suppressing the opponent's soul, and then the Netherworld Sword pierced into the opponent's soul with a bang, devouring the opponent's soul energy crazily.
The withered old man remained motionless, looking at Mu Bei and saying: "You are very evil, but in today's bright and chaotic world, you will be very pitiful as a evildoer. In this bright and chaotic world, without the support of a strong ethnic group, evil people will surely suffer the consequences of all powerful forces." The clan is hunting you down, you won’t survive long!”
Black Qilin: "..."
There is indeed no powerful clan behind him, he just has an invincible master.
Mu Bei couldn't help but laugh: "That's what you said, well, forget it, I'm a low-key person and I won't show off to you."
Show off backstage in front of him?
Ah!
This is really a trick!
The Netherworld Sword Intention was urged to its strongest level by his thoughts, and combined with the Netherworld Sword, it didn't take long for the wizened old man's soul to be completely swallowed up.
This scene made everyone nearby bewildered and stunned.
The incarnation of the soul of a king-level warrior from the Stone Ghost Clan, with combat power comparable to the peak level of Breaking the World, actually failed to capture Mu Bei in the Minyuan Realm, and was beheaded by Mu Bei instead.
"Is this a dream?"
A young fat man was stunned and slapped his companion next to him on the face.
Snapped!
The slap was loud and the companion flew five feet away, letting out a cry of pain.
"It will hurt. This...is not a dream!"
The young fat man's face showed shock, and he looked at Mu Bei in shock.
At this time, the Netherworld Sword was summoned into Mu Bei's hand, and the brilliance on its surface became purer than before.
"Border-breaking top grade."
After devouring the soul of the withered old man, the Netherworld Sword was upgraded to the high-grade world-breaking level, and the sword's power had obviously improved significantly.
He put away a few original divine swords, and then put away the Najies of the ancient monks he had killed. These Najies also contained a lot of cultivation resources.
Hongyan had already killed those Jie clan monks and came over with Black Qilin at this time.
"As expected of Brother Mu!"
Hongyan said.
Huo Linzi and the Little Ghost King worked together but couldn't defeat Mu Bei, and the incarnation of the ancient king's soul was also suppressed by Mu Bei. This level of strength was too scary.
Mu Bei laughed: "Routine operation, normal operation."
Boom!
The ground suddenly shook, and in front of him, the astonishing palace completely appeared.
As it emerged completely, the surrounding halo became thicker and thicker, and then they all disappeared into the palace.
Immediately, the nearby monks all moved to the palace in shock at Mu Bei.
"There is definitely a treasure inside!"
Groups of monks rushed towards the palace.
