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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters destroy ghosts

?  At this moment, accompanied by an extremely angry roar, a ball of black gas gathered in the center of the mansion, and the black smoke rotated rapidly. In the boiling smoke like boiled water, a demon shadow more than ten feet high was condensed. The demon shadow was hideous and terrifying, but it had no real form.

Ao!

With an angry roar, dozens of black smoke shot out from the eyes of Magic Shadow's eyebrows and eyes, drifting towards Liu Feng at an extremely strange angle and extremely incredible speed.

Liu Feng unfolded his body and flew back flexibly like floating fluff, trying to avoid these strange smoke.

But these strange smokes were like spirituality, followed him like shadows, and were tracking towards him, and at least twice as fast as his flying speed!

Liu Feng relies on his flexible body movements to move around.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

During a dodge, his reaction was a little slower, and he was immediately entangled with three black air rays on his left calf. However, he saw that his originally bronze muscles were quickly covered with layers of black marks, and they quickly withered.

"What a strong corrosive aura! This man can really use the Netherworld aura for himself!" Liu Feng was shocked, and quickly kicked it out, stepped onto the ground heavily, shaking the three black aura lines away.

The Nine Nether Soul-Snatching Art practiced by the Ghost Lord is one level stronger than the dark magic of Muhei. If it weren't for Liu Feng's Chaos Divine Art that had already achieved a small success and had a little bit of divine power mixed with the body of energy, he would probably have suffered a great loss at this moment.

The Seven Secrets of Handprints!

Liu Feng shouted loudly, waved his hand and a palm, and a huge handprint of more than acres fell from the sky, thrusting fiercely at the Ghost Lord's body of more than ten feet.

With a pounce, the black smoke flew everywhere, and the evil body of the Ghost Lord was bombarded with a palm.

Just died like this? Liu Feng was slightly stunned. He thought this ghost master had any help, but he did not expect that he would be so vulnerable.

Just when he was confused, the black smoke that had already scattered in the distance seemed to be consciously gathering together, colliding with the group, quickly becoming larger, and soon the body of the ghost master was condensed again.

"Isn't dead?"

Ha ha ha ha!

"Silly junior, do you think I'm so easy to die? In front of my Void Escape, even a six-star strong man can do nothing!" The Ghost Lord laughed and used the Nine Nether Soul-Snatching Art again, turning into a series of extremely corrosive Netherworld auras rolling towards Liu Feng.

The two of them fought back and forth, and every time Liu Feng shattered the ghost master's body, the other party could always reconverge in a short time.

Gradually, Liu Feng's Yuan power began to consume a certain extent. Although he only consumed 20%, it was definitely not a good signal. If this continues, sooner or later his Yuan power will be consumed. However, he used all kinds of abilities and moves, but it had no effect. This Ghost Lord seemed to be immune to all attacks.

There is no strong man in the world who can be immune to all attacks, let alone this ghost master. The other party must have some weaknesses that he has not caught.

Liu Feng thought quickly while seeing the moves. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. The reason why this ghost master was immune to attack was simply because he had no physical body. Since physical attacks could not harm it, then use his soul to attack!

Thinking in his heart, Liu Feng pressed his index finger on his eyebrows, and a mental power with a strong penetration power shot out from the divine core, and blasted hard at the body of the ghost master's ten feet high!

ah!!!

A extremely shrill scream sounded, and the huge demon shadow began to twist in pain. Every twist would dissipate by half. After only a few seconds, the body of the demon shadow as high as ten feet was completely vaporized!

"So this ghost master's weakness is here!" Liu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed a booklet that fell from the void. It was the ultimate trick that this ghost master relied on for fame, the Nine Nether Soul-Snatching Technique!

This Nine Nether Soul-Snatching Art is powerful. Once it is successfully practiced, it will be enough to cause fatal damage to most five-star masters. If Mu Hei has the chance to reach the five-star realm, comprehend the rules of heaven and earth, break some professional shackles, and leave it to him for cultivation, Liu Feng thought to himself.

At this time, the fierce battle outside was over. With Liu Feng's help, the situation was reversed. All the eighteen Iron Guards had been killed. However, the remaining seven four-star peak masters were also injured to a certain extent. Liu Feng successfully put them in the Nine Demon Lamp for warmth, and then searched them in the Ghost Lord's Mansion.

The foundation in the Ghost Lord’s Mansion is quite rich. There are dozens of various five-star refining materials, as well as various jewelry, beautiful jades, and a considerable number of Yuanling Pills.

...

After leaving the Ghost Lord's mansion, Liu Feng returned directly to the West Schoolyard.

His series of decisive and unrestrained behaviors have attracted the attention of some people in Jinbo City, and many forces have joined forces to discuss ways to deal with them.

Zi Yanhous and others are training the members of eight special forces teams. Although the quality of these special forces teams is good, most of them have three-star and four-star abilities, it is obviously not enough to deal with masters. They can only be used to manage some ordinary industries and handle some trivial matters.

During the period when Liu Feng was out, in order to avoid unexpected events, Zi Yanhous simply brought the personnel of the other eight special forces, besides guarding the Xuanming Iron Ore Veins, to the West School Field forcibly.

"Liu Feng, we have to think of a way to pull out the traitors among them." Seeing Liu Feng return, Zi Yan House greeted him. After training and observing for a long time, he couldn't find any flaws from these eight captains, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Liu Feng smiled slightly: "No need."

"Oh? Could it be that you solved them?" Zi Yanhous raised his sword-brow, revealing a look of surprise and sudden expression mixed with surprise.

"That's right," Liu Feng nodded: "Mr. Xu Nan, Lao Demon of Xuanming, Aurora Real Person, and Ghost Lord, all the people who may have this matter on the combat power list have been solved by me."

"In this way, we may face greater storms and greater pressure." Gongsun Daoming came over and reminded.

"From killing the son of the First Speaker left Hurricane Island, we were under pressure almost every moment. First, we were plotted by the crazy woman with the power of the emperor, and then accidentally fell into the Qingfeng Sect by chance, and then forced to leave. Until now, we came here with the trend. The series of things we have done recently are just to shake the mountain and shake the tiger. As long as we can overcome the difficulties for the next period of time, we will at least have a stable place to stand in the future." Liu Feng's eyes showed a firm look.
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