The Emperor is Above

Chapter 189: Old Friends from the Ghost Witch Department Are Arriving Soon
Moreover, it was difficult for the chief priest to feel angry with Ji Wuchang.

Those who do not plan for eternity are not qualified to plan for the moment; those who do not plan for the world are not qualified to plan for a corner.

He secretly complained about Nanfeng Yue and Yingluo for choosing a fool like Ji Wuchang to be the leader of the Golden Rooster Tribe. No wonder they had wasted so many resources of the Black Wind Tribe for more than five years and still had limited achievements.

He first glared at Ji Wuchang fiercely, and then laughed at everyone, saying, "This autumn, the looting of the capital of Xing State is an important plan of the high priest. How can he tolerate a thorn in his flesh like Guqiu Fengtu?
Not only will Lord Panshe personally take action in this operation, the Northern Frontier Ghost Witch Tribe will also send a senior witch and a beast soul warrior to Jiming Lake to assist in the battle. "

Ji Wuchang was confused and puzzled, he clapped his thigh excitedly and said: "I have heard of the Northern Frontier Ghost Witch Tribe's great reputation, which has disturbed the twelve cities in the northern border of Xing State for decades.

It is said that the beast soul warriors of the Ghost Witch Tribe are very powerful, comparable to the strength of a third-grade combat master. There are only less than six people in the Ghost Witch Tribe, which is enough to show how much they value us.

In addition, the witches of the Ghost Witch Department have unfathomable magical powers, and can also use secret blood sacrifices to summon the Ghost King's Dharma Body. I heard that the Ghost King's Dharma Body is at least a second-grade judge. It seems that there will be no problem in conquering the Solitary Hill. "

Upon hearing that strong men from the Black Wind Tribe and the Ghost Witch Tribe would come to help in the battle, the chiefs and elders of each tribe no longer had the fear they had before, and excitedly discussed with each other where there were more spoils to plunder and where the Xing women were more beautiful.

"Hehehe - both the Black Wind Tribe and the Ghost Witch Tribe have strong men taking action, so how can our Divine Religion not be involved?"

Following the soft and thin voice, the black cat also jumped onto a wooden frame, looked at the people present with strange and cold eyes, and continued in a strange voice,
"I also have good news for you. I, the God, have also sent Hei Xuan, one of my twelve divine servants, to the capital of Xing State to help in the battle. You should know that he is also a second-grade power."

As the chief of the Shuima tribe supported by the Cat Ghost God Cult, Shuima Wusheng immediately clapped his hands excitedly and shouted, "Great, the Cat Ghost God's servants are here to help us, so we don't have to worry about anything. This way, we have at least two second-grade masters and four third-grade masters.

Even though there are four third-grade dragon claw locust tree spirits in the solitary hill, it would only take a flick of the palm to wipe them out. The capital of Xing State is even more open to us. Even if the first-grade grandmaster of Xing State, Qianye Weng, is in charge of the capital, he will be afraid and will not easily go to war. "

"In this case, each tribe must quickly mobilize the young and strong men of the tribe, and set out immediately when the Panshe Gong, the Ghost Witch Tribe's Upper Witch, and the Cat Ghost God's Divine Servant arrive."

Ji Wuchang was extremely excited. He believed that the Golden Rooster Tribe had strong support from the Black Wind Tribe, and that the gains from this battle would definitely exceed those of the Water Horse Tribe supported by the Cat Ghost Cult.

The chiefs and elders of other wild tribes also expressed their joy and approval, and returned to their own villages with the good news.

Faced with the threat of genocide from the Water Dragon Tribe and encouraged by the help of many powerful men, no tribe hesitated any longer and they mobilized all the young and strong forces in the tribe to gather at the settlement of the Golden Rooster Tribe.

A few days later, outside the Golden Rooster Tribe camp.

Countless wild totem warriors with cut hair and tattoos, led by their respective clan leaders and elders, welcomed the arrival of the Black Wind Tribe's priest and guardian Panshe Gong and his entourage.

Qie Nan Jijiu, accompanied by two mid-level totem warriors, stood at the front with a calm expression, glancing at the excited wild tribe leaders around him from time to time.

"Here he comes! The Panshe Gong is here!"

As the crowd standing on high places shouted, tens of thousands of people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. What a terrifying beast was coming towards them!
Ji Wuchang and Shuima Wusheng had long heard that Panshe Gong had a different species of Panshe. When they saw the three-headed giant snake approaching quickly, they couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling and a chill on their spines.

He could only suppress the fear in his heart and try his best to stand still, but his legs, feet and arms couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The three-headed giant snake crawled along and soon stopped several dozen feet away. All the wild people present looked at the giant snake with fear.

The whole body is covered with black scales, dotted with white spots that look like eyes. The body is at least twenty feet long and as thick as a water tank. Three huge heads stand up three or four feet high, and six cold eyes carefully look at each of the barbarians. "I am Qie Nan, your lackey, respectfully welcome the priest guardian Panshe Gong!" Qie Nan, who used to be domineering in front of the barbarians of Jiming Lake, now respectfully bowed and paid homage.

The two intermediate totem warriors behind Qie Nan knelt on the ground in panic and prostrated themselves in worship.

"All tribes of the Jiming Lake respectfully welcome the arrival of the priest guardian Panshe Gong!"

At the reminder of Qienan Jijiu and his two followers, whether it was the Golden Rooster tribe leader Ji Wuchang, the Water Horse tribe leader Shuima Wusheng, or the Black Fish tribe leader Yu Xuanji, all of them knelt on the ground and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

"Well, everyone, get up!"

An old and sinister voice came from Panshe, "Nanfeng Yue and Yingluo are two idiots. They didn't even notice the huge change in Xing State, and they were captured alive.

If the servants under the Cat Ghost God had not discovered and warned him in time, the high priest's years of hard work would have been destroyed in an instant. It is really a pity that this brat died."

Sitting at the snake's neck was an old man, no more than seven feet tall, thin, and covered in a black robe with a golden crescent moon and star embroidered on his chest.

As one of the twelve priests and guardians of the Black Wind Tribe, Panshe Gong certainly would not come alone. It was just that Panshe moved quickly in the swamp, leaving his followers behind and pausing for a while before catching up.

There are four senior totem warriors, sixteen intermediate totem warriors, and more than one hundred junior totem warriors, each of them wearing fine armor and holding powerful weapons and sharp swords.

Such a powerful team naturally caused whispers and exclamations from the various tribes in Jiming Daze, but what shocked them the most was a team of twenty giant warriors.

The huge body, which is three feet and five feet tall, brings a stronger shocking effect. Wearing rhinoceros armor and holding a halberd and shield, it looks like a god descending from heaven.

"Oh my god, there really are giants in this world!"

"I've heard of the legend of giants, but I didn't expect that the Black Wind Tribe actually had giant warriors."

"Look at the axe and hammer in the giant's hand. Each one must weigh thousands of pounds, or even tens of thousands of pounds. Who can defeat them?"

Compared to the shock of the tribal leaders and elders of various tribes in Jiming Lake, the leader of the Golden Rooster tribe, Ji Wuchang, could be said to be filled with remorse at this moment.

Nanfeng Yue and Yingluo, who were stationed in the Golden Rooster Tribe at the time, supported him strongly and even asked the Black Wind Tribe to agree to sell him two giant young slaves so that he could integrate the various tribes of the wild people in the Daze in the future.

It’s a pity that my vision was too narrow at the time. I only thought that the giant young slave had a big appetite and didn’t have the corresponding martial arts skills. He only relied on his brute force, which was the strength of an intermediate totem warrior. I never thought how much visual impact he would cause to the various tribes in Jiming Lake.

At this time, the three-headed snake suddenly made a "hissing" sound, but the snake king suddenly looked towards the north and laughed, "It seems that our old friends from the Ghost Witch Department are about to arrive."

PS: The number of new cases has continued to decrease in the past few days. I am in a bad mood and can hardly write. I just hope that everyone is busy during the Chinese New Year and has no time to read. I shamelessly ask for subscriptions, recommendations, monthly tickets, and all kinds of requests.

(End of this chapter)