You continue to roll! I'm going to learn to catch ghosts

puff!

Sangui's palms no longer had the strength to strangle Mu Jiu's neck.

The white light that froze his body was also dispelled by the divine power emanating from the little red coffin.

"This...how is this possible?"

"You are just a junior heavenly master, how come you have so many artifacts?"

When the three ghosts felt this invisible power, a look of shock appeared on their faces.

After the fusion of his three Nine Souls, he couldn't beat a boy who was a seventh-level junior heavenly master.

If you tell me this, who can believe it?

Even a nine-hundred ghost is enough to kill any junior heavenly master.

When the three ghosts were shocked, the lid of the small red coffin around Mu Jiu's neck suddenly opened wide, slowly swallowing up the ghost energy on their bodies.

This devouring power continues to increase, as if it feels like it is devouring the world.

"This move is so powerful, what should it be called!"

Mu Jiu looked at the sky. The ghost energy in the sky was constantly being absorbed into the little red coffin.

"Swallow the world!"

"What a good name. From now on I will call you Devour the World!"

Seeing this, the three ghosts knew something was wrong, and immediately used their strongest power to attack Mu Jiu.

With a loud shout, the masters of the three Nine Souls combined their attacks, with a total of twenty-seven ghosts behind them.

Each ghost has powerful power to gather together.

The punch roared out and hit Mu Jiu hard on the body.

boom……

A shocking loud noise spread in the air, tearing the sky apart.

"It's time to die!"

The three ghosts froze on the spot, took a breath, and looked up.

The surface of Mu Jiu's body was unscathed.

Suddenly, a layer of golden flames slowly rose on his body.

The source of this golden flame was the little red coffin. The power in the little red coffin continuously gathered on him, forming an invincible protective shield that directly caught the three ghosts' blow.

As the flames rose, the golden flames turned into a huge wave of fire on his body, wildly devouring all ghost energy.

The entire ghost aura above the abyss was swallowed up by the power emanating from the little red coffin.

Within a radius of ten miles, the ghosts hiding in the dark could clearly feel the ghost energy on their bodies passing away.

They tried every means but could not stop the ghost energy from flowing away, and a thought suddenly appeared in their minds.

"Is the Prison King doing something big again?"

In a place like hell, offending any ghost who is stronger than yourself will lead to death.

None of them dared to show their faces, letting the golden wave of fire absorb the ghost energy from their bodies.

Not long after, Mu Jiu's body was washed again, and the physical feeling was wonderful.

The abundant power made him close his eyes slightly and feel everything around him.

Even if a leaf drifts by, he can feel the trace of falling. This kind of perception can be felt for ten miles.

"You three blockers can disappear!"

Mu Jiu's eyes glanced around, finally stopping on the three ghosts.

The three ghosts also frowned. Mu Jiu's change was beyond their expectations, and there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Absorbing the power within a ten-mile radius, Mu Jiu's strength at this time can only be described as terrifying.

With such a powerful aura, the three ghosts may only be [-]% sure of dealing with him.

They didn't dare to gamble, and the combination instantly fell apart and ran away in three different directions.

"escape!"

Mu Jiu's mental power locked tightly on the escape direction of the three ghosts, and did not immediately trace back to the past.

After they had fled several hundred meters, Mu Jiu moved his feet and his figure flashed.

The first ghost to chase was the fourth of the four ghosts. They could turn into tentacles and blend into the ground. If they escaped too far, they might not be able to find a trace.

The fourth child had already fled to the side of the abyss. Just when he thought he could blend into the abyss and the crane wall, a sword flashed across his body.

Mu Jiu's speed was so fast that he didn't even see when he came to him.

I saw this sword light slashing down from the top of his head, forcibly splitting his body in half.

"No...how could you be so fast..."

The fourth child's body turned into tentacles, trying to blend into the ground.

As long as one tentacle is integrated into the ground, it is only a matter of time before full power is restored.

Looking at the hundreds of tentacle branches, Mu Jiu calmly swept out the soul-cutting sword.

With waves of golden fire all over the sky, more than a hundred tentacles were burned directly, without leaving any residue.

The Tentacle Ghost of a generation with nine souls ended his life with a plain voice, only blaming him for offending someone he couldn't afford to offend.

Immediately, Mu Jiu's figure flashed again, crossing hundreds of meters to catch up with Lao San's figure.

The third child, unlike the fourth child, only knew how to run away. When he saw Mu Jiu coming up, his eyes narrowed.

He looked at Mu Jiu with wide eyes and said calmly: "I didn't expect you to have such a trump card."

Mu Jiu pointed his sword at Lao San's throat and said sternly: "There are so many things you don't know!"

"Haha... then have you ever heard of something called Ghost's Sorrow!"

The third child was a little hesitant when he said this, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Mu Jiu naturally understands the ghost's sorrow.

This is a skill unique to high-level ghosts. It is said that only one out of every hundred high-level ghosts can learn it.

His effect is like self-destruction, turning all the strength in his body into a stream of anger, which explodes from his body.

A ghost with nine souls can destroy an area of ​​[-] meters in radius into ruins after using Ghost's Sorrow.

However, after using this skill, your soul will completely dissipate between heaven and earth, and you will never be reborn.

At such a price, even high-level ghosts are unwilling to use it.

Even if they are completely killed, they will only be reborn as new ghosts somewhere in the underworld. After hundreds of years and thousands of years, they can achieve high-level strength.

This is the biggest reason why there are more and more ghosts in the underworld without any decrease.

The third child looked at Mu Jiu ferociously and shouted angrily: "I advise you to let me go, otherwise I will die with you!"

Mu Jiu looked at Lao San teasingly, he had already seen it from the look in his eyes just now.

The third child will definitely not use Ghost Shang, but he just wants to use the name of Ghost Shang in exchange for a chance to survive.

"Use it! I just want to experience the power of Ghost Shang!"

When the third child saw that Mu Jiu was not fooled, he gritted his teeth, wrinkled his forehead, and was heartbroken.

"Okay! In this case, you forced me!"

The next second, Lao San's body continued to exude a death energy, gradually expanding several times.

The aura of death is different from the aura of ghosts. The aura of ghosts is a kind of aura that every ghost and living being possesses.

Ghosts are immortal in the underworld. If a ghost wants to emit death energy, it will only occur when using Ghost's Sorrow.

This dead air infected the surrounding air, directly freezing the air for hundreds of meters.

But Mu Jiu used golden fire to protect his body, and Mu Jiu felt the oppressive force brought by the death aura at all.

"Heaven and earth will not help me survive, and I will perish with you."

"Ghost's Sorrow!"