And just when Ling Feng wanted to use the sword energy to completely destroy the ghost, the God-killing sword in his hand suddenly trembled, and the voice of the sword soul sounded in Ling Feng's mind.

"Don't waste so much delicious food, leave it to me, I can still have a full meal!"

Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this, and he slapped his thigh. Then he remembered that these ghosts were a great supplement to the sword soul. Although they were not very powerful individually, they were better in large numbers.

Ling Feng immediately stopped attacking and stood motionless, waiting for these ghosts to attack him.

The man in black robe hiding in the dark thought that Ling Feng was stupid and knew that he was no match for him, so he gave up the resistance.

A smug sneer appeared on the corner of the black-robed man's mouth, thinking that no one could resist his Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts. He had encountered so many opponents, and all of them were suppressed without exception. In the end, his soul was controlled by him.

"What!"

However, the next moment, the face of the man in black robe changed drastically. He took a deep breath and looked at the scene in front of him with an expression of disbelief.

I saw countless ghosts attacking Ling Feng, who seemed to have given up resistance. However, when Ling Feng approached, they screamed and disappeared beside Ling Feng.

The man in black robe could clearly see that these ghosts were swallowed up and absorbed by the sword in Ling Feng's hand. No matter whether they were strong or not, they were not spared.

The God-killing Sword in Ling Feng's hand kept trembling, and the ghosts around him kept screaming and were quickly absorbed. In the end, these ghosts didn't want to attack Ling Feng and couldn't escape even if they wanted to.

There is a powerful devouring power in the God-killing Sword, which absorbs all these ghosts.

When Ling Feng saw this, a smug sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, thinking that even the soul of a monk in the Immortal Ascension Realm was just food in front of the soul of the God-killing Sword.

As the sword soul continued to devour the surrounding ghosts, Ling Feng could clearly feel that the aura of the God-killing Sword Soul was gradually strengthening. Although the speed was very slow, it was really getting stronger.

Ling Feng was overjoyed when he saw this. This guy was not killing him, but simply helping him to repair the soul of the God-killing Sword.

The man in black robe also noticed that something was wrong. In just a moment, he showed the Hyakki Banner in his hand and absorbed the black mist into the Hyakki Banner.

At this moment, the man in black robe was heartbroken. The trump card he originally prepared for Ling Feng didn't work, and he even made a wedding dress for Ling Feng.

"Don't run! Keep going!"

Lingfeng saw that the black mist was receding rapidly, and the ghosts were also fleeing into the distance along the black mist. He immediately became anxious and immediately activated the God-killing Sword to chase after him. The sword soul was devouring so much, how could it end like this?

Where is it?

The God-Killing Sword flew out directly and rushed towards the black mist, taking advantage of the black mist to subside to swallow as many ghosts in it as possible.

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