Chapter 3552 Confident Ming Jue

Duanmuku's two great saint-level subordinates were killed by Ming Jue. He was completely furious and started fighting with Ming Jue.

The rumbling sound of the void battle and the violent energy fluctuations injured many holy monks.

Almost at the same time, other Saint-level warriors also fought more and more crazily, and occasionally a Saint-level warrior would fall.

Xiao Fan and the others did not care about the battle at high altitude, but stared at the direction where Kamikaze Hades escaped before, and they were lost for a long time.

He vaguely felt that he had overlooked something. In addition to the powerful Saint Realm, there were also many half-step Saint Realm monks here.

Just now, there was a scene where a half-step to the Saint Realm beheaded the Saint. Will there be a half-step to the Saint to seize the nine ghost bodies in the future?

Even if it appeared, Xiao Fan would not be surprised.

After all, Duan Muku was able to hide his strength, so it was normal for others to hide their strength.

"Look, the Nine Ghosts are starting to become blurry!"

Suddenly, someone screamed, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The crowd looked up and saw four Nine Ghost bodies above the colorful altar. The energy began to dissipate, and there was a faint tendency to dissipate.

Seeing this, those powerful Saint Masters all became extremely crazy.

If he misses the opportunity this time, who knows when Ma Yue will be able to obtain the Nine Ghost Body.

Thinking of this, the aura of the saint-level people rose one after another. They no longer hid, and their attacks became more and more decisive.

Now, they just want to save more time and kill other holy masters, or severely damage them.

Only in this way will they have a chance to obtain the remaining four soul clones.

In just a few breaths of time, a monk in the holy realm was besieged to death by others. His soul body dissipated, but his true spirit was nowhere to be found.

And this is just the beginning. Everyone has revealed their cards, and every time, the Saint Realm falls.

"the fifth!"

"sixth!"

Xiao Fan stood next to the drunkard, but his eyes were fixed on all the powerful saints present. Seeing the fall of the powerful saints, he was also very emotional.

That is the realm of the Holy Lord. Even if they do not have a real physical body, they are still top-notch existences in the ancient divine world.

But now, there are so many powerful people in the Saint Realm dying in front of their eyes.

"The Saint Realm is not strong enough!" Xiao Fan shook his head secretly.

It's not that he really thinks that the Holy Master Realm is not strong enough, but that the Holy Master Realm is not yet at the point where he can control his own destiny, at least that's the case for now.

Their strength is far different from that of the Nine Nether Demon Lord, who is the Lord of the Nine Nether Hells.

To put it bluntly, they are just ants kept in captivity by the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord Jiuyou wanted to kill them, it was almost just a thought.

"I give up!"

"I quit!"

Screams came from high in the sky. Although the powerful Saint Masters wanted to get their bodies and leave the Nine Nether Hell, they cherished their lives even more.

If you stay here, let alone get the Nine Ghost Body, you don't know whether you can leave alive.

As long as you leave alive, if you fail this time, you may not have a chance next time.

What they didn't know was that the soul energy transformed by the dead saints was all quietly moving towards a corner.

In that corner, there happened to be Ru Xi, Princess Bingchan and others standing. However, these soul energies were swallowed by the bull-headed horse face. The two fell asleep on the ground at some point, snoring slightly.

Ru Xi, Palace Master Bingchan and Black Tiger Ghost King all focused on the battle high in the sky and did not notice any changes in the two of them.

"Ah~"

Several screams came from high in the sky. Those powerful Saints who were about to give up the fight were unfortunately accidentally killed by attacks from others.

The battle at this moment is no longer a one-on-one battle, but a chaotic battle between a group of Saints. Even if you are willing to give up, you may not be able to survive.

In just a moment, three more saints fell to the realm of saints, and only two escaped with serious injuries.

There were only eight people in the Holy Realm present, and the eight people were standing in several directions, looking at each other.

"There are four Nine Ghost Bodies left. There are eight of us. Each of us picks an opponent and kills the opponent. The winner will get a Nine Ghost Body. How about it?" Ming Jue is still alive, a middle-grade Saint. Zun's strength is indeed not a vegetarian.

However, Duanmu Ku is also not dead yet. Even if his strength is not a mid-level Saint, there is not much difference.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to fight Ming Jue for so long and survive the chaos.

"good!"

"Can!"

Not far away, Tianyuan Ghost Lord and a man wearing a mask nodded without hesitation, full of confidence in their own strength.

These two people were none other than Tianyuan Ghost Lord and Thousand-faced Man King. As the masters of the five major forces, it was normal for them to survive.

However, these two people are notorious enemies, and it is really strange that they have unified opinions at this moment.

"Emperor Concubine, what about you?" Ming Jue looked at Long Wu again.

"I have no objection." Long Wu replied expressionlessly.

He knew Ming Jue's meaning very well. It would be enough for each of the four masters of their forces to kill one person. In the end, the four of them would be able to successfully seize the nine ghost bodies.

As for whether Duan Muku and the others are willing, Ming Jue doesn't care at all. In his eyes, Duan Muku and the others are already a group of dead people anyway.

"Duanmu Ku, it seems you have to die!" Ming Jue bared his teeth and smiled. He was not in particularly good condition at the moment and was not suitable for group battles, but there was no problem in fighting alone.

What's more, he really wanted to kill Duanmu Ku, which almost ruined his plan.

"You may be the one who dies." Duanmu Ku was not afraid. He actually liked this choice.

"Really?" Ming Jue smiled evilly and then waved his hand.

Whoops!

Figures suddenly shot out from a distance and landed behind Ming Jue. There were at least a dozen people, all of whom were at the half-step Saint Realm level.

The leader was none other than Kamikaze Pluto, who had previously attacked and killed Duan Muku, a subordinate of the Saint Realm.

When Duanmu Ku saw this, his face suddenly became gloomy, as if he felt even worse than eating a dead mouse.

Normally, he would not pay attention to a group of half-step saint monks, but now, he was seriously injured, and he had to treat more than ten half-step saint monks with caution.

When Xiao Fan saw this scene, he couldn't help but look at the drunkard and said: "Teacher, didn't you say that Ming Jue won't get the Nine Ghost Body? According to the current situation..."

Xiao Fan didn't finish his words, but the meaning was already very obvious. There was a high probability that Ming Jue would be able to obtain a Nine Ghost Body.

"That's not necessarily the case." The drunkard squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, still speaking firmly.

"Kill them for me!" Almost at the same time, Ming Jue from afar gave the order, with a confident smile on his face.

Poof!

However, before he finished speaking, a beam of light pierced through his head in vain, and a thin sword emerged from between his eyebrows. Ming Jue's smile suddenly stopped, and his body began to tremble violently. When other people saw this scene, they also collectively lost their voices!