The ultimate ghost expert

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After a while, a part of Meng Nanxing's body was slowly separated.

The avatar moved his body, his yellow skin was skinny and emaciated, and his ghostly aura appeared and disappeared from time to time, extremely unstable.

He took a long breath and said: "My ghost body can't last long, I'll set up the formation first!"

Meng Nanxing nodded.

With a flick of his hand, a small flag flew out of his hand and planted on the ground.

He made a tactic with both hands, and a black magic tactic hit it.

The black flag rose against the mountain wind, and soon it was as tall as a person.

He was muttering words, and the black flag fluttered in the wind, shaking non-stop.

After a while, countless ghosts screamed and wailed from the black flag, and countless pale arms stretched out from inside, scratching with five fingers, as if trying to break free.

The avatar opened his eyes.

He slapped his chest, spewing out a stream of blood, hitting the black flag.

Those arms stretched out suddenly, grabbing the Mu Huang's head on Meng Nanxing's shoulder.

At this moment, Muhuang showed a painful expression on his face, and his face twisted ferociously.

The eyes suddenly opened.

"Meng Nanxing, Tianyuan Shenghuang, you two will die!"

Emperor Mu issued a vicious curse.

The avatar laughed twice, coughed and said: "Master Muhuang, we have nothing to do, even if we don't want to die, we can't take care of a lot!"

"Why tell him more!" Meng Nanxing said displeased.

"Meng Nanxing!" Mu Huang gritted his teeth with a "click".

He wanted to speak, but the arm holding his head was so powerful that it seemed to go deep into his soul, imprisoning all his strength and soul, and pulling it out little by little.

Mu Huang gritted his teeth and fought hard.

However, he was sealed by the two for so many days, unable to display his strength, and unable to fight with all his strength.

"My lord Muhuang, don't struggle, it's a good thing to complete Mr. Meng!"

The avatar smiled.

"dream!"

Mu Huang said angrily, "either I die today or you die!"

"Don't make unnecessary struggles, since your cultivation is going to be extracted, you will naturally be fully prepared!"

"Go!" The avatar yelled lightly, and a pale bead flew out of its hand and landed on the top of Mu Huang's head.

At this moment, Mu Huang's eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, but he couldn't move, he couldn't even speak.

He could only watch helplessly as those pale arms grabbed his head.

After a while, those arms were slowly retracted, and an illusory shadow was pulled out from them.

The shadow was only three inches long, but it was a tree with sparse branches and leaves.

There was a human face on the tree, with an expression of anger and hatred, but could not speak.

The green tree keeps expanding, and it seems to be bound by something, unable to expand.

The avatar smiled lightly: "Master Muhuang, you have been bound by my secret method, it is impossible to explode yourself!"

Hearing this, the anger on Mu Huang's face became more and more obvious.

The little tree was finally pulled out of the wooden emperor.

Mu Huang's head hangs weakly on his shoulders.

Meng Nanxing's face showed joy. Although this secret technique did not allow him to possess the full strength of the Emperor Mu, even if he had half of it, he was still the strength of the Emperor.

Supplemented with secret techniques, he is not afraid of the three masters, and the chance of saving his life is a little bit more.

He stretched out his hand and raised his arm.

Mu Huang's spirit landed in the middle of Meng Nanxing's palm.

Looking at Mu Huang's despairing eyes, Meng Nanxing couldn't help but smile and said, "Lord Mu Huang, I never thought you would have this day!"

Mu Huang's eyes showed a fierce look.

But at this time, his spirit was bound, and he couldn't even speak a word, so he could only look at Meng Nanxing fiercely.

Meng Nanxing stopped talking.

Grasping the little tree with the palm of his hand, he took a deep breath and began to absorb his cultivation.

At this moment, dark clouds gathered in the sky suddenly, and there was a bang, and then a huge tree shadow covering the sky and the sun appeared.

The tree connects the sky and the earth, and it is huge.

Although mighty, he didn't move at all.

Cold sweat appeared on Meng Nanxing's forehead, and the muscles on his face kept shaking. A huge tree shadow behind him appeared above his head and slowly sank into his body.

The avatar said: "Stick to your mind, don't be distracted!"

Meng Nanxing clasped his hands together, and there was a thunderclap, and countless thunder and lightning intertwined in the void, tearing the sky apart.

The avatar stood in place, coughed twice, with a strange look on his face.

Not long after, the black flag broke with a "click".

It fell to the ground, completely devoid of ghost aura.

There was a faint scream from inside.

The clone sighed, the consciousness of a generation of emperors had been annihilated in the black soul flag.

But using this black soul flag as a funeral is worthy of his status!

"Master Muhuang, you can go with peace of mind!"