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Rumble ?

The palace where Ning Wufeng and the rest were at trembled, and a shocking roar came out from far away.

"Great, we just had a helper, and now there's a big one." Ning Wufeng patted Baiyan Boy who was crying and laughed heartily.

Baiyan Boy clenched his fists tightly. From today onwards, he would have a new title, and he would be one of Ning Wufeng's slaves.

"Relax, you're not the first. I've got a lot of slaves. There are many who are stronger than you. " Ning Wufeng said in all seriousness.

Indeed, people like Jin Tiandao were much stronger than the Baiyan Boy. But how could the Baiyan Boy believe it? He only hoped that he could get out of the Ghost King City as soon as possible and look for the ancestor to see if there was any way to remove this sacred recording mark.

Ning Wufeng did not care what he thought, after obtaining so much wealth and adding on a slave, this trip to Ghost King City was not in vain.

However, they do not have many Ghost King souls yet. According to what Tai Xiong had said, there was not enough soul in Ghost King for one person.

Just then, a shocking noise came from the palace next door. Something big must have appeared.

The four of them walked out of the palace together. Baiyan Boy was the fastest, this place was undoubtedly a unbearable place for him, so he wanted to leave as soon as possible.

In the palace next to theirs, a ghostly blue light shot into the sky. Even the palace's air-piercing barrier had been destroyed. From this, one could see just how powerful it was.

Ning Wufeng raised his eyebrows and revealed a puzzled expression. He immediately said: "Oh, Bai Yan, go take a look."

Since the palace was so powerful, it must be extremely dangerous. It was not easy to find a slave to use. He immediately shouted to the Baiyan Boy.

"I'm not going!" Baiyan Boy was initially curious, but Ning Wufeng's words made him very unhappy, as he said haughtily.

He knew that Ning Wufeng did not dare to kill him. After all, this was the Ming King City and he was the holy son of the Little Ming King Palace.

"So it's like that." Ning Wufeng scratched his chin, and said with a troubled face: "Alright, then I can only go myself, and take this opportunity to announce a good thing to everyone."

He shrugged and walked on.

"Halt!" The Baiyan Boy shouted loudly. If Ning Wufeng revealed that he was his slave, then how could he, the Holy Son of the Little Ming King Palace, keep his face?

His face darkened, he glared at Ning Wufeng fiercely, and then, he rushed forward.

Ning Wufeng's mouth raised, he snorted and said: "You little brat, you want to fight me?"

His voice was not loud, but when the Baiyan Boy heard Chuchu clearly, he clenched his fists and gnashed his teeth, comforting himself continuously in his heart: It's not this brat who is ordering me, it's something I want to see for myself.

With a loud boom, a dazzling ray of light shot into the sky. A ball of pale ghost spirit energy appeared in the air, its pale flames illuminating the gigantic pitch-black Ghost King City.

"You humans deserve to die. You dare to disturb This King's rest!" A deep roar came from the ghost. In the blink of an eye, the ghost had grown four limbs, and its ferocious face became even more distinct.

The countless ghost aura around Ghost King City poured into his body, the ghost spirit's body continued to expand, bringing with it a shocking aura.

"He can actually speak." Ning Wufeng's face revealed a look of astonishment.

"There must be a large number of Ghost King Soul Strength in this ghost's body. If we can take him down, it will definitely be an enormous fortune. " Tai Xiong said in a low voice.

The ghost spirit seemed to have heard Tai Xiong's words, and snorted coldly, its imposing manner was like a thunderclap that suddenly intimidated Tai Xiong's soul. Tai Xiong's face turned pale as he retreated more than ten steps back.

Such strength!

His face was ghastly pale as he thought in his heart.

The strength of the Pseudo-pill Stage!

This ghost spirit's strength was several times stronger than the previous Ghost Generals, and it was also from the Ghost King City, where the surrounding ghost aura had a huge effect on him.

Clank, clank, clank.

A clear sound of a zither rang out, Qiu Jian was the first to rush out of the palace, standing straight in mid air.

Ouye Changsheng had almost appeared, with a single step, the surrounding space became distorted rapidly, the ghost aura was being forced away by his imposing Qi, it seemed like his strength was not far from the Essential Pill Stage.

Afterwards, Zhao Ziang, Fairy Xiushui and the others also appeared one after another.

So many people were attacking this Ghost. Ning Wufeng couldn't help but mutter to himself as he sent a sound transmission to the Baiyan Boy through his spiritual sense.

Baiyan Boy's expression became uglier and uglier. She turned her head and glared at Ning Wufeng, replying, "In your dreams, that is impossible!"

"Impossible?" Ning Wufeng raised his eyebrows, he wanted the Baiyan Boy to help him snatch the Ghost King's Soul inside this ghost spirit body, but this fellow rejected him bluntly, since that was the case, then ?

Ning Wufeng rubbed his chin, then walked forward.

Everyone had their full attention on the spirit, only the Baiyan Boy stared straight at him, his eyelids jumping, his heart thinking: What is this guy trying to do now?

"Cough cough," Ning Wufeng suddenly cleared his throat, and his sudden voice attracted everyone's attention.

"About this, let me introduce a person to everyone." His loud voice made Baiyan Boy's expression change greatly.

Boom ?

Bang! With a loud sound, the Baiyan Boy suddenly made a move on the ghost spirit, interrupting everyone's gaze.

Roar ?

The ghost spirits roared, waving both of their hands in the air, countless pale white flames shot down like feathered swords, attacking Baiyan Boy.

Baiyan Boy also surged with a shocking aura, the purple gold alms bowl appeared in front of him, transforming into a humongous and unstoppable shape, all of the pale white light was absorbed into it.

"Humph, I'll take down this ghost!" He suddenly shouted out without thinking, causing everyone to be puzzled, but Ning Wufeng just laughed.

This was being obedient.

He revealed a faint smile as he watched the battle between Baiyan Boy and the ghost spirit.

"Big brother, let me help you!" Fairy Xiushui floated out, disdainfully glancing at Ning Wufeng, and waved the lute in her hands. The jingling sounds of the lute could be heard.

One after another, powerful voices attacked the ghost spirits. When the two of them teamed up, the pressure on the ghost spirit increased, and the pale spirit fire on its body flickered rapidly.

"How can this matter be done in front of your Little Ming King Palace's one and only beauty?" Zhao Ziming laughed loudly and made his move.

The brush made a point in the air and exuded an astonishing aura. It was as though the tip of the brush had fallen into water, causing ripples in the air and spreading outwards.

"My family has washed the trees in the inkstone pool, and the flowers have bloomed with faint traces of ink!"

As the brush fell, lines of words appeared, containing a strong power. They flew out in succession, colliding with the ghost spirit's body, instantly blossoming with countless dazzling spiritual lights.

Ah!

The ghost spirit roared miserably. The spirit fire that was surging around its body also dimmed. It roared, "Don't even think about killing me!"

An earth-shattering roar rang out as the spiritual energy that was surging within the ghost spirit instantly exploded, dispersing everyone around it.

The mass of light's soul which was shaking intensely broke through the air in an instant.

"The soul of the Ghost King!" Ning Wufeng licked his lips. His Soul Strength was already in the Ghost Servant, so he was extremely sensitive to Soul Strength. He felt that as long as he refined this lump of Soul Strength, he would definitely be able to step into the peak of the Ghost Soldier, and wouldn't be too far away from the Ghost General.

Thinking about it, Ning Wufeng moved.

However, there was someone that was even faster than him!

It was Ouye Changsheng!

He fluttered his robe in the air, the expression on his face was light and unhurried, he pointed his finger in the air, causing the air to tremble, the Ghost King's spirit soul's fleeing speed immediately slowed down, it was obvious that it had slowed down.

He took a step forward and suddenly appeared not far from the Ghost King's soul.

The soul of the Ghost King struggled rapidly in the air as he roared, "Impossible! You think you can kill this king?!"

As the sword fell, Qiu Jian moved.

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate to own such a treasure alone?" He had sealed the power of the Ghost King's soul in a flash.

Ghost King felt as if a weight was lifted off her shoulders, and she immediately ran out of the room while screaming.

A good chance!

Ning Wufeng saw that the direction in which the soul of the Ghost King was escaping in, was precisely where he was. The Power of Divine Consciousness surged, transforming into a sky-upholding giant hand that grabbed at it.

"You wish to obtain it!" Qiu Jian's eyes flashed with a strong light, the Sword Qi swept across and cut off Ning Wufeng's consciousness.

What a wild fellow!

Ning Wufeng's face darkened, he instantly unleashed the Fog Painting Spirit Art, causing the golden spear to fly straight at the group of Ghost King's soul force.

"How dare you!" Qiu Jian's expression changed, he saw that Ning Wufeng was actually going to split the Ghost King's soul, and with a cold look, he swung his sword.

At this time, Ouye Changsheng blocked in front of him, and a sword strike was blocked by him.

Boom ?

With a mournful scream, the Ghost King's soul was shattered into pieces.

"So powerful." Everyone's face lit up, they all grabbed at the soul of the Ghost King who was fleeing in all directions, even Ouye Changsheng took action and grabbed onto the largest piece of the soul.

Seeing that the Baiyan Boy was fighting happily, Ning Wufeng smiled and turned to look at Qiu Jian. This guy was also taking action to collect the Ghost King's soul.

With a boom, a spear shot out, and Ning Wufeng blocked the attack in front of him. Previously, this guy had ruined his plans. How could he let him get away with it so easily?

Ghost King's soul, don't even think about it!

Qiu Jian's face became gloomy, in the time it took Ning Wufeng to block, all the soul fragments of Ghost King who were fleeing were taken away, Ouye Changsheng took the largest piece of soul, and Baiyan Boy took the most.

"How dare you block me!" Qiu Jian said coldly.

Ouye Changsheng took a step forward and lightly said: "Since we are going to fight for the treasures, then we will have to rely on our own methods."

Obviously, he was speaking up for Ning Wufeng.

Qiu Jian snorted coldly, turned and left.

On the other hand, Fairy Xiushui couldn't help but attack Ning Wufeng, saying, "Hmph, what use is an ignorant fellow trying to do such a thing? I have yet to obtain the soul of the Ghost King. "

When she was going against Ning Wufeng, the Baiyan Boy at the side shot her a meaningful glance. Not only did she not understand, she even thought that he was encouraging her.

Ning Wufeng raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed: "Who said I didn't obtain the soul of the Ghost King?"1

He smiled at Baiyan Boy, who immediately turned around.

"Let me introduce to everyone my relationship with the Baiyan Boy ?"

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