As Luo Chen's words fell, dozens of figures shot out from three different directions.
They surrounded the nine Evil Soul Masters.
"Hahaha, Luo Chen, we've really hooked a big fish this time! Ghost Emperor, you never thought you'd see this day, did you?" Amorous Douluo Zang Xin said excitedly.
The Ghost Emperor scanned his surroundings and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu, Yue Tian Douluo Guan Yue, Amorous Douluo Zang Xin-do you think you can stop me?" the Ghost Emperor sneered.
Within the Federation, the Ghost Emperor thought nothing of anyone except Yun Ming and Chen Xinjie.
"Die!"
The Ghost Emperor's hoarse, sinister laughter crushed the evening breeze. Black mist seethed across the sky as countless pitch-black ghost claws burst from the earth and tore through the air.
They blanketed a hundred miles of sky in a dense swarm, each claw shadow carrying netherworld power that devoured souls and corroded bones as it hurtled toward the three Limit Douluos.
Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu snorted coldly. She stood graceful in a long white-feathered dress, pure, sacred golden phoenix flames curling around her entire body.
As one of the Spirit Pagoda's foremost experts and a demigod Limit Douluo, she unleashed the dazzling brilliance of her bright phoenix Martial Soul, slowly spreading her Heavenly Phoenix Radiance Domain.
Warm, righteous power of light washed outward in waves, clashing fiercely with the icy netherworld death energy and purifying all the corrosive Soul Power around her.
Her phoenix eyes were cold. Featherlike patterns of Soul Power flowed around her, and her Four-Word Battle Armor shimmered with an innate might that suppressed evil.
Yue Tian Douluo Guan Yue stood motionless in the air. The Heavenly Transcendence Divine Spear, lustrous as fine jade, had already appeared in his hand, gleaming with milky-white