After the ancestors fell

Chapter 239 Fighting the Two Ghost Kings
There was a sudden "babbling" noise in the sky, Mu Qingfeng looked up, but another ghost king suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist, and tens of thousands of black-winged white-headed crows were flying out of the black mist at this moment , swooping down overwhelmingly.

Black-winged White-headed Aconitum is an extremely ferocious bird of prey in the Netherworld. It is transformed from resentment and likes the raw flesh and blood of living people. It is fed and driven by many high-level ghost cultivators.

Mu Qingfeng urged Qianyuan Xuanguang to turn it into an invisible and colorless sharp blade, and quickly harvested the attacking black-winged bald eagle.

"bang bang bang"

All the raptors that touched Qianyuan Xuanguang were instantly split into pieces, turned into black resentment and dissipated in the surrounding air, and condensed into black-winged white-headed crow under the control of the ghost king, but their size was much smaller than before. Also only half of the original.

But there are too many of them, buzzing one after another.

At this time, the two ghost kings who were originally fighting had already realized that this man was strong, so they secretly transmitted the sound.

"This human female cultivator's methods are too weird, don't be careless, let's work together to take it down first, and we will talk about the grievances between you and me later!"

"Hmph, you still need to say that people who are not my race will be killed!"

The two ghosts reached a consensus, each withdrew their attacks on each other, and turned to attack Mu Qingfeng at the same time.

In the short fight before, Mu Qingfeng had a rough estimate of the strength of the two ghost kings, and she couldn't deal with either of them alone, but now that they have teamed up, she quickly felt strenuous.

The black-winged white-headed crow swooped down with piercing screams, and the waving of its huge wings drove the black mist around it to blow up hurricanes. These black mist were resentment that had not had time to condense.

On the other side, the two-horned ghost king expanded his body by hundreds of feet, and the ground trembled with every step he took.

The aura that was not much in the air was diffused thousands of miles away by the spells of the two ghost kings. In a radius of a hundred miles, sand and rocks flew, vegetation, and rocks were rolled up and down in the air by the hurricane, accompanied by a strong ghost aura. The coercion of the high-ranking ghost king pressed hard towards the center of the black mist.

Mu Qingfeng's clothes fluttered, and there seemed to be an indescribable rhythm between raising her hands. Qianyuan Xuanguang formed an invisible wall of light around her, and the Tianwei Xuanjing became a monarch and minister, complementing each other. The powerful ghost king did not lose the wind in the slightest.

Seeing that they didn't even take advantage of their hands, the two ghost kings were furious and startled. They looked at each other and stopped holding back their hands, wishing they could use all their skills.

"Puff puff"

There was a sudden sound, and the ear-piercing screams continued, rushing towards the invisible wall of light.

The two-horned ghost king's body is like a pillar of heaven, he raised his mountain-like feet to crush Mu Qingfeng.

These two kinds of attacks seem simple but actually contain their respective innate supernatural powers. The former acts on the soul, while the latter acts on the body. Even monks of the same realm may not be able to retreat completely if they face either one alone.

If Mu Qingfeng was ten years ago, facing the current situation where the two ghost kings are besieging together, he would not be able to survive for a moment.Now, it's just a little difficult.

The Taiwei Xuanjing was urged to the extreme, the spiritual power and soul power, and the black resentment transformed by the black-winged white-headed black condensed from the meridian in the dantian, and then divided into three non-stop tributaries under the effect of the exercises, mutually Intertwined but not interfering with each other, life and life provide her with a steady stream of strength.

This is Mu Qingfeng's main cultivation method. He started practicing it since he was a child, and now it has been more than two hundred years.In the past, she had also collected a heaven-level exercise in Huaguang Realm, but it was far inferior to this exercise.

She had some vague guesses, such as Mingxin, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, Xumi Cave, which suddenly appeared after her mother passed away, and the volume of wordless book that appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. Thoughts emerged from her mind, but there seemed to be a kind of spirituality that came from the soul. The power of the depths prevented her from probing any further.

There seemed to be a sigh in my ear, and unspeakable emotions welled up in my heart.

In the end, all thoughts dissipated without a trace.

(End of this chapter)