While the members of the Hundred Change Clan were panicking, one figure after another appeared beside Mo Qingyun.
After these figures appeared, they exuded a terrifying aura and shrouded the members of the Hundred Change Clan.
Ghosts! A large group of ghosts!
Seeing the large group of ghosts beside Mo Qingyun, the members of the Hundred Change Clan were stunned and felt a chill run down their spine.
Only now did they realize how wrong it was to bully Mo Qingyun with numbers.
Of course, the members of the Hundred Change Clan were not the only ones who were shocked.
"So … so many ghosts. Did Mo Qingyun summon all these ghosts?"
"Who is Mo Qingyun? Why does he have so many ghosts guarding him?"
"One … more than a hundred Greater Star Realm ghosts, thousands of Lesser Star Realm ghosts, tens of thousands of Profound Star Realm ghosts …"
"The overall combat power of these ghosts is no weaker than the Eternal South Immortal Palace. This is too scary."
…
Seeing the ghosts beside Mo Qingyun, the surrounding people trembled and equated Mo Qingyun with the Eternal South Immortal Palace.
"How … how many trump cards does he have?!"
Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, Ghost Moon Baku Ping trembled and found it difficult to breathe.
If Mo Qingyun's previous performance had shocked him, then Mo Qingyun's current performance was enough to terrify him.
Not only Ghost Moon Baku Ping, but even Chu Qingsong was scared half to death by Mo Qingyun's performance.
This was because Mo Qingyun's current performance had already exceeded what he could bear.
Tens of thousands of True Immortal Realm experts, thousands of Lesser Star Realm experts, and hundreds of Greater Star Realm experts. What kind of strength was this?
At this moment, Chu Qingsong no longer had any idea what was going on.
If the Eternal South Immortal Palace did not step in, the other forces in the Eternal South Immortal Realm would not be able to suppress Mo Qingyun.
"Yunyun, is this still the Qing Yun we know? Don't you think it's a little strange? "
"I don't think so. I think Qing Yun looks even more handsome and mighty like this!"
Chu Yunyun and Mo Qingyun chatted and laughed as they looked at Mo Qingyun, who was hovering in the air and exuding a demonic aura.
While everyone's attention was on Mo Qingyun, Mo Qingyun waved his hand at the ghosts beside him and shouted, "Kill them all!"
Roar …
Receiving Mo Qingyun's signal, these ghosts didn't dare to disobey and immediately charged towards the Hundred Transformations Clan.
Not long after, the remaining members of the Hundred Change Clan were swallowed up by a large number of ghosts.
Seeing the members of the Hundred Faces Clan being surrounded and devoured by the ghosts in the blink of an eye, Mo Qingyun surveyed the battlefield.
Soon, Mo Qingyun saw a panicked face in the crowd.
This person was none other than the severely injured Hundred Transformations Golden Peak. Who would have thought that he would still be alive?
Seeing that Hundred Transformations Golden Peak was still alive, Mo Qingyun sneered and slowly flew towards him.
Not long after, Mo Qingyun arrived in front of Hundred Transformations Golden Peak and said with a cold expression, "Hundred Transformations Golden Peak, I told you before that I will cut off one of your arms again today. Now, I will fulfill that promise."
"No … Don't!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Hundred Transformations Golden Peak's body immediately trembled and a pleading expression appeared on his face as he cried, "Mo Qingyun, don't cut off my arm … Don't kill me, I didn't touch Ghost Moon Xiaoxiao, I will return her to you now, please don't …"
Without waiting for Hundred Transformations Golden Peak to finish his words, Mo Qingyun waved his palm at him.
A terrifying Immortal spiritual energy blasted out from Mo Qingyun's palm and turned into a sharp blade.
Puchi!
The blade flashed and directly cut off Hundred Transformations Golden Peak's arm, causing his injuries to worsen.
After his arm was cut off by Mo Qingyun, Hundred Transformations Golden Peak looked at Mo Qingyun with a pale face and said, "Mo Qingyun, you have already cut off one of my arms, can you let me go now?"
"I didn't say that I would spare your life after cutting off one of your arms."
Mo Qingyun shook his head and rejected Hundred Transformations Golden Peak's request. His expression gradually turned cold as he said, "Hundred Transformations Golden Peak, I have given you many chances, but you didn't know how to cherish them. Don't blame me for this."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Hundred Transformations Golden Peak's face turned even paler. He glared at Mo Qingyun and roared, "Mo Qingyun, I don't mind telling you that the Eternal South Immortal Palace has been targeted by a group of mysterious people. Even if you kill me today, you won't live for long, haha …"
"Looks like you already know. No wonder you dare to attack me."
Seeing Hundred Transformations Golden Peak's reaction, Mo Qingyun's face showed a look of understanding. He understood why the people of Hundred Transformations Clan dared to attack him.
Hundred Transformations Clan already knew about the incident at the Eternal South Immortal Palace. They knew that Mo Qingyun was about to lose his backing.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have dared to attack Mo Qingyun so brazenly.
After all, if they killed Mo Qingyun, they would suffer the revenge of Shi Ying Feng and the others. That was a very scary thing.
"Die!"
Mo Qingyun pondered for a moment. His expression turned cold as a ray of saber light shot out from his right eye.
The ray of saber light shot out and disappeared in a flash, directly blasting Hundred Transformations Golden Peak's head.
When the ray of saber light blasted Hundred Transformations Golden Peak's head, it also destroyed Hundred Transformations Golden Peak's soul.
Shortly after, the Hundred Transformations Golden Peak became a headless corpse and fell from the sky.
After killing Hundred Transformations Golden Peak, Mo Qingyun didn't attack again. He just watched the battle in front of him silently.
Under the siege of a large number of ghosts, the people of Hundred Transformations Clan were in a precarious situation. They could die at the hands of the ghosts at any time.
"This can't go on. We will be exhausted to death by the ghosts sooner or later."
Looking at the large number of ghosts in front of him, Hundred Transformations Feather Altar's expression turned solemn. He was thinking about how to resolve this crisis.
Hearing Hundred Transformations Feather Altar's words, an elder of Hundred Transformations Clan next to him said with a resolute expression, "Great-grandfather Feather Altar, judging from the current situation, our Hundred Transformations Clan can't hold on. Why don't we retreat?"
"That's right. If we survive, we can still rise again in the future."
Hearing the old man's thoughts, the other old man beside him quickly expressed his approval of his suggestion.
Hundred Transformations Feather Altar looked conflicted when he saw the two's plan. He couldn't come to a decision for a moment.
After a short while, Hundred Transformations Feather Altar gritted his teeth and said with a fierce expression, "These ghosts are all under Mo Qingyun's control. As long as we kill Mo Qingyun, these ghosts won't be a threat. The most important thing now is to kill Mo Qingyun."
"Great-uncle Feather Altar is right. If Mo Qingyun doesn't die, he won't let us escape."
"In that case, let's not delay any longer. Let's join forces and kill Mo Qingyun immediately."
"Alright, then let's stake it all on one throw and risk our lives to kill Mo Qingyun."
…
Hearing Hundred Transformations Feather Altar's suggestion, everyone nodded in agreement. They also felt that killing Mo Qingyun was the key.
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