The Emperor is Above

Chapter 206 Chasing Death and the North
"Om-"

A strange force field formed between the four dragon claw locust tree spirits.

Countless spiritual energies were actually vibrating slightly, but no change could be seen at all.

Qing Yi kept a close eye on any unusual movements of the tree spirit and did not even look at the black and mysterious divine servant who was suspended and imprisoned outside the city wall.

As the vibration of spiritual energy rapidly intensified, a spiritual resonance was formed between the four tree spirits, and the lush green branches and leaves on the treetops seemed to be swaying along.

"Meow-"

"What is that? Such beautiful colors!"

Amid the exclamations of Hua Limao and Wang Mang Qubing, Qing Yi saw colorful phantoms flashing between the four tree spirits. It was like the jungle valley flickering, or like countless monsters dancing, dazzling everyone present.

"Boom——"

With the slight sound of bubbles bursting, all the colorful illusions disappeared instantly. When Qing Yi came to his senses, he found that the four dragon claw locust tree spirits had successfully advanced to the second level.

The Black Mystic Divine Servant who was originally imprisoned aside, floated towards a locust tree with a look of despair on his face, and was instantly wrapped tightly by countless branches and leaves.

"Humph, now that the Ghost King's Dharmakaya has been killed and the Cat Ghost God's Divine Servant has been captured, the next step is to completely eliminate the remnants of the Wild People's Coalition Army."

Qing Yi shifted his gaze from the dragon claw locust tree spirit to the outside of the solitary hill. More than 30,000 wild coalition soldiers were lying dead all over the ground, and countless dying people were wailing in low voices. It was like hell on earth, which was terrifying.

However, the sword energy storm did not cover all of the wild folk coalition forces. More than 15,000 of them managed to escape with their lives, but a considerable number of them were scared crazy and ran around howling.

After running wildly for more than ten miles to the north of Guqiu, the remaining 10,000 wild folks, led by their respective clan leaders and totem warriors, tried to escape into the Jiming Lake and return to their familiar environment.

Suddenly, there were two familiar figures among the remaining barbarian soldiers, causing Qing Yi to frown: "Hmm? Aren't those Lord Panshe and Wu Xiang?"

It turned out that in the majestic storm of sword energy, Panshe Gong and Wu Xiang hid under the body of Panshe, and used the huge body and defensive power of this contracted beast to barely avoid this disaster.

After secretly observing the four dragon claw locust trees advancing in rank, the Black Mystic Divine Servant attempted to assassinate them but was captured again. He slipped out quietly, blending in with the remaining wild folk and fleeing.

"Boom——" "Boom——"

"Boom——" "Boom——"

Following four violent vibrations, the female patrol soldiers on Lone Hill let out a series of exclamations and cheers.

Under the shocked gazes of dozens of dragon vultures, the four dragon-claw locust tree spirits pulled their thick roots out of the ground, transformed themselves into two legs, stood up shakily, and then chased after the fleeing coalition of wild people.

After advancing to the second rank, the differences in the appearance of the tree spirits become more obvious, and some of the spiritual states of the big locust tree, the second locust tree, the third locust tree, and the small locust tree can be vaguely seen.

"Brother Gongsun, Dongmen Hu, Dongmen Bao, and Daniu will lead the Guqiu private army to follow me to pursue the remaining wild folk army. Uncle Chai will command the militia and young men to clean up the battlefield! Qi Ji and Qu Bing will stay to help!"

The main reason for leaving the two giant boys behind was for the giant warriors who had suffered heavy casualties on the battlefield. With two boys of the same race, there was hope of rescuing at least two of them.

Qing Yi quickly assigned their respective tasks, ran along the city wall to the westernmost side, and suddenly jumped onto a dragon claw locust tree, "Little locust tree, let's chase the enemy to the north today!"

The tree spirits do not speak. Four huge tree spirits, nearly twenty feet tall, silently and heavily step forward.

"How can there be such a terrible monster in this world!"

"I've long said that we shouldn't join the actions of the Daze tribes this year, but the tribe leader didn't listen." "The Water Dragon Tribe also wanted to not participate in the looting this fall, but the Black Wind Tribe forced the Golden Rooster Tribe to exterminate the tribe."

"Humph, these are all the damn Black Wind Tribe and Cat Demon Cult. They are forcing us all to be their human shields and using some broken armored soldiers to lure us into taking advantage of their fire."

The frightened remnants of the Daze wild people began to hate the Black Wind Tribe and the Cat Demon Cult, completely forgetting how eager they were to curry favor with them in the first place.

"Run away! Those tree spirits are too fast!"

"They are blocking the road to Jiming Lake. We can only head northwest to join Qie Nan Jijiu."

The tens of thousands of frightened remnants of the wild army wished they had two more legs. In addition to avoiding the dragon-claw locust tree spirit, they also had to be wary of the rune arrows that were shot from time to time.

On the dragon-claw locust tree spirit that was running wildly, Qing Yi stood firmly on the shoulder of the little locust tree, holding a fourth-grade crocodile bow, and constantly selected and shot high-end forces such as the clan leaders and totem warriors among the remaining wild people's army.

After shooting and killing more than a dozen people in succession, Qing Yi finally found the Ghost Witch Tribe's Chief Witch, Wu Xiang, in the crowd. He immediately drew his bow and shot an arrow, saying in a low voice, "Ghost Witch Tribe's Chief Witch, today I'll let you be a ghost!"

"puff--"

The sharp crocodile rune arrow pierced through the witch's body without any hindrance, and then pierced through more than a dozen wild warriors in succession.

This powerful third-rank warrior didn't even put up a single resistance and was shot to death so easily. Then, countless remaining soldiers of the wild people madly trampled on him.

At first Qing Yi thought that Wu Xiang had faked his death, or had used a substitute. After all, with the strength of the top witch of the Ghost Witch Tribe, how could he be killed so easily?

However, after he jumped down from the shoulder of the Dragon Claw Sophora Tree Spirit and checked carefully, he found that it was indeed Wu Xiang himself who shot him. Perhaps his great loss of strength was related to the killing of the Ghost King's Dharma body.

"That must be the case. Even if a beastmaster's contracted beast or contracted fierce bird is killed, the beastmaster himself will also suffer great damage to his soul. After the Ghost King's Dharma Body was killed, the Wu Xiang's soul suffered a serious trauma, so it is understandable that he became like this."

"Kill--"

At this time, Gongsun Wu, Da Niu and more than 40 other private soldiers also chased after them on their exotic beast mounts, especially the green rhinoceros mounts ridden by Da Niu's twelve young beast masters. Although they looked a bit bulky, they appeared particularly powerful when charging.

"The master has shot and killed the chief witch of the Ghost Witch Tribe. The only one left is the Coiled Snake Man!"

Gongsun Wu was riding excitedly on an eighth-grade giant-hoofed wild horse, with a fourth-grade crocodile dragon sword and a two-meter-long spear hanging on the horse's back. He was holding a strong bow and sharp arrow, ready to attack, but where was the shadow of Panshe Gong at this moment?
"We are not afraid of the escaped Panshegong. He had one arm cut off by the sword energy storm, and he was seriously injured and lost the contracted beast three-headed Panshe. He will not be able to cause trouble in the short term."

Qing Yi laughed loudly and jumped onto the dragon claw locust tree spirit's shoulder again, saying loudly, "Let's go and drive these wild people and the remaining troops to Luqiu to see what arrangements Xing Hou has to resist the enemy."

This statement was somewhat disrespectful to the Marquis of Xing, but when the Marquis of Xing gathered his dukes, ministers, and common people to various gathering points, he alone forgot the existence of the Solitary Hill burial mound.

Regardless of whether this matter was the negligence of Lord Xing or the targeting of the ministers in the court, it made it even more difficult for Qing Yi to have more favorable feelings towards him.

Fortunately, he had always been lucky enough. Not only did the Dragon Claw Sophora Tree Spirit advance in time, but he was also able to attract a large group of Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures to help, and successfully resolved another disaster.

With these thoughts in mind, Qing Yi nonchalantly led the four tree spirits and his own private army to drive out tens of thousands of wild remnants, just like a shepherd driving his sheep home.

It was nearly dusk, the sun was setting, and the exhausted remaining wild tribes, after most of the day's desperate escape, finally joined up with Qie Nan Jijiu's army that was attacking Luqiu.

Thanks to Smart Superman for the reward, and thank you all for the monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. This is the first update, and I haven’t had breakfast yet. The second update should be posted at three o’clock.

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