Chapter 413 The Green Ghost King, the battle begins

As soon as thousands of blue-black "mums" appeared, they immediately rushed towards the city lord alliance.

Like demons who had just come out of hell, the green flames pounding in their eyes were filled with greed and hunger.

"I thought you were so awesome, that's it?"

Looking at the thousands of Qing Ghost Clans in front of him, Zhang Xuan smiled contemptuously.

These thousands of Qing Ghost Clans look very scary, but their cultivation levels are only nine levels of the king level.

Only the leader's cultivation level has reached the second level of the imperial level.

With just such a little strength, what can I compare with his troops?

The other city lords' troops do not need to be used, and they can easily be captured with his troops alone.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face froze.

"boom!"

The sky trembled, black fog soared into the sky, and the sky and earth were tragic.

The heart-pounding aura of pressure mixed with a strong breath of death enveloped the world.

A dry arm slowly poked out from the void, and an old ghost slowly emerged in front of everyone.

The old ghost was surging black fog, and vaguely he could hear roars coming from it.

The black fog surrounding the body was like souls wailing, trying to break free.

The sudden appearance of terrifying existence caused everyone except the Young Master of the Qing Ghost Clan to change their faces.

The patriarch of the Tumen tribe with a fifth-level cultivation level in the imperial level is no exception.

"Hiss, is this Qing Ghost Emperor who was famous in Dongzhou hundreds of years ago?"

"It is rumored that the Qingyou Ghost Emperor has existed for nearly a thousand years and has devoured countless creatures."

"The Qingyou Ghost Emperor has not taken action for decades, and today I am lucky to see it with my own eyes."

"With Qingyou Ghost Emperor taking action, I see what force can destroy my Tumen Clan."

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The shocked elder disciple of the Tumen tribe couldn't help but whisper.

Almost few people in the entire Dongzhou have never heard of the prestige of the Qingyou Ghost Emperor.

His cruel personality, he would kill the city and destroy the country at will, and countless creatures were tragically killed.

The imperial-level powerful men who died at his hands were no less than two digits.

Such an existence is actually willing to become the guardian of the young master of the Qinggui Clan.

"What is the Green Ghost Emperor? Just a monk at the sixth level of the emperor level, he dares to be called the Ghost Emperor."

Lin Tian sneered when he heard the discussion of the elders of the Tuwen Clan.

If the sixth level of the imperial rank can be called the Ghost Emperor, then the Green Ghost Clan is just like that.

"But the city lord alliance in front of you is probably going to suffer. With the strong Tumen, the situation can be said to be completely reversed."

How long can the Immortal-level troops at the third level of the imperial level last for facing the Qingyou Ghost Emperor?

Only when there are three realms, Long Yuan, Long Zhu and others can fight across three realms.

In the alliance of the city lords, the appearance of the Qingyou Ghost Emperor made all the city lords' faces solemn, and they couldn't help but feel a little afraid in their hearts.

The smile on Zhang Xuan's face disappeared, and the shocking vision and pressure made him realize the power of the Qingyou Ghost Emperor.

It's not something his troops can deal with.

The city lord behind became panicked.

"What should I do now with such a powerful ghost king?"

"No wonder the Tuwen tribe retreated so quickly. It turned out to be the reinforcements he invited."

"We are all caught up in the tricks of the earth-patterned tribe."

"What's the point of knowing now? The important thing is to discuss countermeasures."

Speaking of countermeasures, everyone was helpless and looked at their leader.

Zhang Xuan had no choice. Facing absolute strength, any strategy was futile.

Just as he was thinking about whether to escape.

On the city wall, the young master of the Qinggui Clan respectfully said to the Qingyou Ghost Emperor: "Old You, please trouble you."

"No problem, just move your muscles and bones, and suck some fresh blood."

An old voice came from the black fog.

Immediately afterwards, the Qingyou Ghost Emperor stepped out and came to the sky above the battlefield.

At the same time, thousands of Blue Ghost Clans had already reached the front of the formation, and the city lords hurriedly asked their troops to come forward to fight the enemy.

"You should be proud to be the nutritional part of this class."

"boom!"

The Qingyou Ghost Emperor took action, and two green light shot out from his empty eyes, piercing through the void, and taking the lead in killing towards the third-level troops of the imperial rank under Zhang Xuan.

Kill the strongest one first, and then slowly solve the others.

The third-level troops of the imperial rank did not sit and wait for death, but fought to the death and stood in front of the master.

"Well!"

A roar, and a strong wind roared.

The attack of the Qingyou Ghost Emperor was taken down.

"Hey, it's interesting. He can actually take a blow from the fourth level of my imperial level."

The Qingyou Ghost Emperor was a little surprised and prepared to take action again.

Zhang Xuan hurriedly shouted to the city lords behind him: "Let your King-Emperor-level troops take action together, otherwise we will all die here today."

Everyone dared not hesitate and hurriedly asked their own troops to join them.

More than twenty imperial-level troops took action to siege the Qingyou Ghost Emperor.

Faced with so many imperial-level troops' full-strength attacks, the Green Ghost Emperor, who was still arrogant just now, had to turn attack into defense.

In addition, the thousands of Qing Ghost tribes carefully trained by the young master of the Qing Ghost tribe did not show their style.

He was beaten up by various troops.

If you fight thousands and tens of millions of troops, you can even die if you pile up the tactics of the sea of ​​people.

The young master of the Qinggui Clan turned ashen, and he turned his head and looked at the Tuwen Clan's patriarch and asked coldly: "Don't Tuwen Clan plan to take action? Or do you want to reap the benefits of the fisherman?"

Facing the eyes of the young master of the Qinggui Clan, the head of the Tuwen Clan trembled all over and explained in panic: "The young master calmed down. He was shocked by the Qinggui Emperor just now and didn't come back to his senses. I immediately ordered it.

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He immediately ordered all elders and disciples to attack, and even he himself took the lead in killing the city lord alliance to avenge the great elders and others.

When Zhang Xuan saw this scene, he hurriedly commanded some imperial-level troops to resist.

But this also gave Qingyou Ghost Emperor an opportunity.

In the dark, Lin Tian saw that only the young master of the Qinggui Clan was left, and a cunning smile appeared on his face.

Without the protection of the strong, the young master of the Qing Ghost Clan still let him control it.

"But there is no hurry. Wait until the Qingyou Ghost Emperor defeats the City Lord Alliance and then kills the young master of the Ghost Clan."

"At that time, just solve the problem of a Qingyou Ghost Emperor, it will be simple."

No one would have thought that the biggest winner would be him.

On the battlefield, as the number of imperial troops besieging Qingyou Ghost Emperor became fewer, Qingyou Ghost Emperor was fierce, black fog exploded all over his body, and evil spirits appeared.

The evil spirits attacked the troops in the sky.

This gave the Qingyou Ghost Emperor a chance to escape.

"You ants, damn it, I want your souls to suffer endless torture day and night."

The Qingyou Ghost Emperor was extremely furious. He was actually suppressed by a group of ants who were weaker than him. It was a shame and humiliation.

If this was spread, his face of the Qingyou Ghost Emperor would definitely be ridiculed by a group of old guys.

"Ghost Hand of the Netherworld!"

Qingyou Ghost Emperor's dry arm slowly poked out, and a powerful energy emerged from his body.

In a blink of an eye, a surging ghost hand emitting blue-black flames condensed.

The ghost's hands exuded the breath of killing and death.

All monks who saw this ghost hand had their hair upside down, like falling into an ice cellar.

"die!"

The ghost hand fell down and grabbed the imperial army.
Chapter completed!