There is no better choice, even if you know that the role of Shenwu Refining is limited, and the power of your own divine thoughts is extremely depleted, Mu Hanyan can only rely on it.

The swordsmanship of the Ghost Clan is too exquisite, and the cooperation with each other is too tacit, and only with the help of divine martial arts can they inflict fatal damage.

At this time, Miss Mu hoped that the little Rui Beast could show its might and cast a sleep enchantment again, and it was best to sleep in a group. It's a pity, I don't know if it's because the sleep enchantment also has a cooldown time, or if it's too much consumption during the battle against Nian An Yao, the little Rui beast is lying groggily in her pocket, and she doesn't mean to help at all.

The blood mist was misty, and there were screams, and one after another the black-clothed swordsman fell under Mu Hanyan's sword.

In a short time, nearly a third of the nearly 100 black-clothed swordsmen fell, and almost all of them were injured, but their faces did not show the slightest fear, but were full of bloodthirsty fanaticism, and they were still screaming frantically to kill Mu Hanyan and a few people, and there was a great tendency to die.

Mu Hanyan's face showed tiredness, and she continued to use her martial arts to refine her determination, she had reached the limit, her strength was not continuous, her feet gradually floated, and there was a sense of trance in her mind.

Hua Yue and Jiang Yuzhe's bodies were left with blood-drenched sword wounds, dripping with blood beads. Although the combat power of the two of them can be sword masters, these almost crazy Ghost Clan disciples are not too strong, if it weren't for Mu Hanyan in front of them to withstand the greatest pressure, it is a question whether they can hold on until now.

Of course, thanks to their desperate efforts to defend Mu Hanyan's back, Mu Hanyan was able to kill so many ghost children without distraction, otherwise if she was alone, she would have been forced to retreat again and again.

Next to him, Ye Qi Feng was one enemy and three enemies, but he took advantage of the wind, and every swing of the Breaking Sword brought endless power, and the bodies of the black-robed old men were all scarred, and their faces became pale. However, the three of them did not retreat half a step, while stubbornly attacking Yeqifeng, they looked back at the ancestral hall behind them from time to time, their eyes were full of anticipation.

Yun Bo was seriously injured and fought against one enemy, and he did not fall behind, but it was difficult to kill the opponent for a while.

No matter how many people Mu Han Fireworks Moon has, or Ye Qifeng and Yun Bo, they are all in a bitter battle, and no one can get out.

I don't know when, the rain fell heavier, the blood of the earth mixed with the rain gathered into a spring, slowly flowing into the distance, emitting a strong smell of blood, the sky was stormy, it looked more gloomy, and more desolate.

"Boom, boom......" There was a muffled sound from the ancient ancestral hall, as if thunder sounded underground.

The eerie and terrifying aura was more than ten times stronger before, as if someone was opening the gates of the Netherworld and releasing the legendary Nine Demons.

"It's going to be successful, the horse is going to be successful. An old man in a black robe burst into tears with excitement, and the other black-robed swordsmen were also ecstatic and shouted wildly.

"The head of the family must wake up, kill them, kill them with all his might, and must not let them spoil the great affairs of our ghost clan. The black-robed old man roared like crazy.

Ma, all the people of the Ghost Clan are like demons, their faces are full of fanaticism, and they are not afraid of death to rush towards their opponents.

Completely different from their ecstasy, Mu Hanyan and Hua Yue's hearts sank at the same time.

At the same time as there was a strange sound in the ancestral hall, a divine thought had firmly locked them, and a powerful coercion also invaded the heart unstoppably, as if it had pierced the most vulnerable place in the heart.

In an instant, several people actually felt the fear from the depths of their hearts, if it weren't for Mu Hanyan's rebirth, Hua Yue's life was bumpy, Jiang Yuzhe had traveled around since he was a child, pursuing his own kendo path, his mind was far more resolute than ordinary people, and it was likely that he would completely lose his heart of resistance under the pressure of that mental power.

Obviously, the head of the Ghost Clan is one step closer to awakening.

At this time, he had not fully awakened, and the coercion of the divine mind was already so terrifying, if he was allowed to fully awaken, how terrible it would be.

Mu Hanfeng's figure came to mind. Mu Hanyan's heart ached, he gritted his teeth, and rushed forward with all his might.

Hua Yue and Jiang Yuzhe were dead behind her, and even in the face of the oncoming sword, they no longer blocked and dodged as before, but slightly staggered the vital point, and while being injured, they also stabbed the sharp long sword into the opponent's body. Only in this way can we injure a few more enemies and relieve some pressure for Mu Hanyan.

However, under the other party's crazy offensive, it was difficult for even Ye Feng and Yun Bo to get out for a while, let alone them.

Seeing that the ancestral hall was shaking more and more violently with a rumbling sound, and the divine thought coercion released by it was becoming more and more powerful, Hua Yue gritted her teeth and took out the Demon Breaking Spear again.

"Flower Moon!" Feeling the unique killing and violent aura of the Demon Breaking Spear, Mu Hanyan exclaimed in surprise.

"Childe doesn't have to worry, if you use it again, it shouldn't hurt much. Hua Yue obviously knew the consequences of forcibly using the Demon Breaking Spear with the Blood Sacrifice Technique, and she also knew that she couldn't hide it from Mu Hanyan, so she said calmly.

Mu Hanyan didn't say anything more, and she also knew that in this situation, they had no other choice than to let Hua Yue use the power of the Demon Breaking Spear.

Jiang Yuzhe looked at Hua Yue, although sometimes he reacted half a beat slowly, but when he heard the words of the two of them, and then saw Mu Hanyan's worried expression, he could also guess that Hua Yue's use of the Demon Breaking Spear with the Blood Sacrifice Technique was not all harmless, but he also knew that they had no choice.

The tip of the Demon Breaking Spear was aimed at his chest again, and at the moment when Hua Yue was about to stab, Jiang Yuzhe suddenly exclaimed, "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Mu Hanyan and Hua Yue swept the corners of their eyes and looked in the direction of Jiang Yuzhe's gaze.

A blood mist rose from behind the group of black-clothed swordsmen, followed by a terrible scream.

Before Mu Hanyan and the others could understand what was going on, with another terrible scream, another blood mist flew up.

However, after a few breaths, dozens of blood mist flew one after another, and one after another black-clothed swordsmen fell in a pool of blood.

In the dense crowd of black-clothed swordsmen, a straight passage appeared as if they had been plowed.

A slightly thin young figure was slowly walking towards Mu Hanyan and the others, and the long sword in his hand dripped a string of blood beads.

His body was stained with blood, some of it was someone else's, some of it was his own, and the torn clothes showed deep blood stains, but his face still maintained a cynical smile. But at this time, that smile was full of chilling murderous intent.