"Young Master, you're out." Ruotao saw his figure first, and immediately waved his hand and smiled, "The giant ape beast soul just now said you'd have to wait for a while before you come back. We thought something big was going to happen."

"Yes, Ah Heng." Qing Huang also walked over and said, "We originally wanted to find out what happened, but when we thought it might be related to the secrets of the Yishui Demon Clan, we didn't ask in detail."

"Actually, it's no big deal." Guan Heng waved to the horse's belly: "Class leader, come here, I'll tell you..."

Then, he told most of the things he had experienced. Ma Fu heard it and even thanked him: "Brother Guan, this time it's really thanks to you to help again. I didn't expect something big in the Beast Ancestor's Spirit Illusion Realm."

"Hi, it's just a little effort. In comparison, what's wrong with the sluts guarding the gate of the ruins?" Guan Heng said at this time: "We've been in for half an hour. I think those ambushers outside may be a little impatient, right?"

"What I mean is, young master, you only care about playing in the ancestral spirit pool. I was so idle that I was itchy all over." Ruotao said, shaking his fist: "I really want to find an opportunity to fight and relax my muscles."

"Aowuwuwuwuwu-" At this moment, everyone who had just walked to the entrance of the ruins heard a sudden roar of ghosts in front of them.

"It was the voice of the sirens. What happened?" "Come and take a look!" It was a sudden moment, and then it was almost time for everyone to fly forward and immediately rushed forward.

...

Time goes back a moment ago.

In the dense forest, the mutant power ghost general who swallowed Black Stone and the other two companions soared his strength to the realm of purple qi, and immediately attacked his master, the ghost-controlling master Feng Xiang. In panic, Feng Xiang desperately avoided the fatal blow, but his left arm was instantly torn away by the power ghost.

"Wow," The severe pain suddenly hit all over his body. Feng Xiang sent out a shrill tragic roar, but there was also a flash of inspiration in his mind. Suddenly he grabbed something from his arms. He roared: "Beast, do you still recognize it?"

"Ao?!" The mutant power king ghost's strength increased greatly, and the crazy intention in his eyes soared, but when he saw the things in his hand, he shuddered and shivered.

Feng Xiang growled in anger at this time: "You beast, how dare you cut off my arm. If it weren't for your use, I'd crushed it now!"

"Bang." In the flash of lightning, Feng Xiang closed his five fingers and grabbed them, and the nigger heart in his hand immediately made a "grizz" sound.

"Aowu!!" Even though the mutant power king ghost had reached the purple qi at this time, he burst into tears of pain and screamed in pain in an instant, then rolling on the spot, instantly overwhelming countless shrubs and rocks around him.

"Hmph, fortunately, there is still something that can suppress the power king ghost..." Feng Xiang didn't care about anything else at this time, and quickly picked up his broken arm, then muttered something, sticking the broken limb to his wound.

"This method of connecting the broken arm can only be used once. In the future, you must use the blood of living animals to maintain flexibility. Damn beasts, it really hurts me."

Feng Xiang glared fiercely at the rolling and wailing ghost. The anger in his eyes dropped sharply, and instead he was a hint of crazy and hot pride: "But I am lucky and can control a purple-qi ghost. In the future, I can walk sideways on the ground of this demon clan in the future, and I don't have to look at the faces of the other ghost-controlling masters."

It turns out that the nigger heart in Feng Xiang's hand is the killer weapon that can control and drive the power king ghost, because these power king ghosts are simply ghosts made by this guy killing living people and using evil magic. In this way, as long as the ghost's heart was preserved during his lifetime, they could use this thing to control them.

If the ghost's heart is destroyed, the power ghost will suffer great pain in an instant. Just like now, rolling and wailing on the spot is the lightest.

"Bastard, get out of here!" Hearing the cold order from the master, the mutant power king ghost who had been tossed for a while had to slowly get up and stood honestly in front of Feng Xiang.

"Okay, I know it's amazing, I'll just be obedient in the future." Looking at this purple-qi ghost who obeyed the rules, Feng Xiang was so proud.

He thought to himself: "From just now, this ghost is different from a guy in the ordinary purple qi realm, otherwise it would be impossible for me to seriously hurt in the blink of an eye. Now, I should find a bad guy and try the true strength of the mutant power king ghost."

"Huh—swoosh—swoosh—" At this moment, a wind suddenly appeared not far away, and another ghost-controlling master, "Mingji", suddenly appeared nearby.

When he saw Feng Xiang covered in scars, a hint of displeasure suddenly flashed in his eyes and said loudly: "Why has it been delayed for so long? Where is the monster you are chasing?"

"Hmph, aren't you just lying there?" Feng Xiang relied on the addition of the power king ghost around him, and did not take the other party seriously. What's more, the two people had a rift between each other and had disagreements in the face and heart. At this time, Feng Xiang had already had a murderous intent.

"This is... it's just a pile of rotten meat. Who are you fooling..." Ming Ji's words fell, and suddenly felt that the wind was bad behind him. In a panic, he immediately roared: "Needle insect ghost, save me!"

"Buzz buzz--" The next moment, dozens of needle insect ghosts wrapped in black gas suddenly blocked Mingji's back. The power of these insect ghosts is extraordinary, and they are all killer weapons carefully cultivated by Mingji. Unfortunately, they are useless in front of the other side!

"Bang!" The mutant power king ghost's fist power was like a shattering blow, crushing dozens of needle insect ghosts protecting Mingji's back into powder, completely destroying their souls. This punch also hit Mingji's vest, and the guy immediately sprayed out a blood arrow: "Puff!"

"Huh--Pu!" After flying several feet out, Ming Ji turned over and got up, still vomiting blood. He trembled and pointed at Feng Xiang: "You, you dare to attack me. Have you forgotten the iron law of the ghost control masters who cannot kill each other?"

"Hmph, don't deceive yourself there."

Feng Xiang walked up with a grin and smiled at the moment. He whispered: "Don't think I don't know. Just last month, in order to test the power of the new needle insect ghost, you killed two disobedient ghost masters and killed each other. Hehe, in your eyes, they may not even be as good as a dog, right?"

"Well?!"

After hearing this, Mingji's heart was cold. In order to survive, he immediately begged: "Brother Feng, I have offended you in the past. If you don't remember the villain's mistakes, just spare me. At worst, I will give you all the secret records of ghost refining and materials in my hand. I will treat you as my apologies."

"Hehehe, I already have my own purple-gas ghost, so how could I be interested in your inequality materials and secret records?" Feng Xiangyan's eyes were already filled with murderous intent: "You should go to die obediently."
Chapter completed!