The Emperor is Above

Chapter 304 Breaking through the First-Rank Shackles

"Kacha~"

"Kacha~"

The strange voice startled Qing Yi.

A pair of huge ghost claws stretched out from the crack. The sharp claws covered with barbs were more than three feet long. They grabbed the two ends of the crack and tried to tear them outwards. As the crack continued to expand, evil energy gushed out.

"Howl~"

The terrifying roars of ghosts were accompanied by ripping sounds like silk tearing. The black sky was completely torn apart, and the cracks quickly expanded to more than ten feet. The horrifying noise stopped the fierce fighting around the Altar of State and Grain.

The Cat Ghost God, the High Priest of the Black Wind Tribe, the Red God of Wealth, and the Enqi Ghost Baby retreated to the side of the Altar of the Land and Grain with smug smiles of success, waiting for the arrival of the Ningtu Ghost King.

The powerful men of the Xing State were filled with despair. They had suffered heavy losses from several powerful enemies before, and now an even more terrifying ghost king had appeared, making them almost lose their will to fight.

Qing Yi's hands moved faster and faster: "Faster, faster!"

"Hehehe——I've come to this world——"

After tearing open the crack, the Ghost King Ningtu did not hesitate. He first stretched out an extremely ugly head with a blood-red horn more than six feet long on the top of his head, and soon his entire body came out.

It was not until this time that Qing Yi could fully see the appearance of the Ghost King Ningtu.

It has a six-foot-long horn on its head, a ferocious and terrifying face, huge scarlet lantern-like eyes, and the breath that keeps spewing out of its nostrils facing the sky is like a purple flame that can even melt the stones on the altar.

His entire body was covered with purple-black scales, as if he was wearing a peerless treasured armor. The joints of his hands, feet, and limbs were covered with sharp bone spurs, and ghostly fires flashed from time to time.

Especially the pair of ghost claws, which were five or six feet in size, as hard as steel, with the claw tips nearly three feet long, flashing with a terrifying cold light.

The most frightening thing is the height of the Ningtu Ghost King. The ghost king is more than fifty feet tall, with ghost fire all over his body and his eyes like big red lanterns. He is particularly conspicuous in the dark night, as if the devil has descended.

Even if it did nothing, just the strange laughter after its appearance was enough to frighten many people in the middle and lower cities to death. Even those with spiritual power were not frightened to death, but they were trembling with fear.

"Ningtu Ghost King has boundless magical powers. Tonight, 360,000 people from the capital of Xing State will be sacrificed as blood. The princes of the world will be terrified when they hear the name of the Ghost King!"

Wu Peng was exhausted from performing many witchcrafts, but at this moment he was extremely excited. He said loudly and respectfully, "The entire Ghost Witch tribe swears to be loyal to the Ghost King until death."

"Hehehe——you are pretty good!"

The ghost king Ningtu smiled strangely and praised Wu Peng, causing the cat ghost god, the red god of wealth and others, who were originally a little nervous, to come forward and pay their respects together:
"Welcome the arrival of the Ghost King Ningtu!"

"The capital of Xing State has 360,000 people, and the Ghost King can take whatever he wants!"

"The Ghost King has descended upon the human world. From now on, people in the world will be terrified and heartbroken when they hear his name."

"Jiejiejie——"

The Ningtu Ghost King kept laughing strangely and seemed to be very friendly, but in the blink of an eye he grabbed the Enqi ghost baby, opened his sharp mouth and bit it to death, chewed it into pieces, and swallowed it.

This sudden change not only puzzled Qing Yi, who was watching the battle, but also frightened the Cat Ghost God, the Red God of Wealth, and the High Priest of the Black Wind Tribe, fearing that the Ghost King would eat them all without distinguishing between friend and foe.

"Hehehe, you don't have to be afraid. This ghost baby is so bold that it actually competes with me for blood food. How can it take me seriously at all?"

The ghost king Ningtu smiled strangely to comfort them, "Besides, you don't know that the ghost baby of Entu grows very fast. If I hadn't eaten it just now, it would have taken me as its prey after tonight when it grows up."

It seemed like the enemies were fighting among themselves, and the Enqi ghost baby was eaten by the newly appeared Ningtu ghost king, but Qing Yi did not feel relieved at all.

If a ghost king who is beyond the first level comes in person, can the city defense formation really kill him?

If Pan Qing had not repeatedly assured the power of the Big Dipper Formation, Qing Yi would have slipped away before the Ningtu Ghost King arrived.

“Hehehe—what a sumptuous blood festival!”

The Ghost King Ningtu looked around the upper, middle and lower cities of the capital with satisfaction, and then cast his gaze towards the desperate Xing Kingdom warriors. He stretched out his ferocious ghost claws towards Xing Hou and said with a strange laugh,
"Tonight's blood feast will start with you strong men. Let me taste the taste of the king of a country first. I wonder if it tastes better."

At this moment, Xing Hou was seriously injured and didn't even have the strength to dodge. Gong Shuliao and Xing Shuming, two powerful clan members, had died in the battle. Only Qianye Weng, a first-class grandmaster, could save him. However, what surprised Xing Hou and the ministers was that Qianye Weng took the opportunity when Ningtu Ghost King grabbed Xing Hou and turned around and fled far away without even saying a word.

"Alas, your king is unjust, and I shall flee to another country. I will die if I die!"

Xing Hou closed his eyes in despair, but unexpectedly, a loud noise came from his ears, and a giant palm made of light flew over and knocked away the ghost claws of Ningtu Ghost King.

Then I heard a familiar voice laughing, "Chiba, there's a fight going on over here, where are you going?"

"Old Man Shi!"

Qing Yi was immediately delighted when he heard the old voice.

Even if Old Man Shi only has the strength of a first-grade grandmaster, he can still buy a little more time.

However, Pan Qing exclaimed in his sea of ​​consciousness: "This old man actually broke through the first-grade shackles. Such a strong man has not appeared in the human world for many years."

“You are also a Saint Realm expert?” Ghost King Ning Tu was very surprised when his claws were knocked away, and then he shouted at Wu Peng, “Didn’t you say that no one in the human world has broken through the first-grade shackles?”

Old Man Shi laughed out loud and said, "Thanks to the Cat Ghost God for luring me into that natural formation, I unexpectedly had a fortuitous encounter. Not only did I break through the shackles of the first rank, but even the Snow Owl was promoted to the first rank fierce bird."

Under the angry gaze of the Ghost King Ningtu, Wu Pengshangwu trembled in fear, and the Cat Ghost God lowered his head and dared not say a word. It did not expect that the opponent it thought it had solved was not only not trapped to death, but instead broke through the shackles of the first level and its strength increased greatly.

"Old Man Shi has broken through the first-grade shackles!"

The joy in Qing Yi's eyes became even stronger.

If you think about it carefully, Old Man Shi has been a first-class grandmaster for decades, and his accumulation is extremely profound.

As early as the beginning of the year, he had injured his soul in a battle with the Ghost King's Dharma body. Later, he used the soul-summoning method given by Qing Yi to treat it. It almost attracted the Ghost King's clone and caused his death, but this method was of great benefit to his soul.

In addition, when Shi Dazhu returned from his training in the mountains and forests, he accidentally discovered a batch of multicolored golden lotuses, which also had a good effect on the soul.

After decades of accumulation of the realm of a first-grade grandmaster, and an unexpected encounter, it is normal to break through the shackles of the first grade.

After Old Man Shi appeared, Qing Yi sped up the process of creating the formation. The powerful men of Xing State, who had already despaired, finally mustered up the courage to fight again.

With the powerful saint-level warrior Shi Lao Weng blocking the most terrifying Ghost King Ningtu, Qianye Lao Weng, in order to restore his image after escaping, attacked the high priest of the Black Wind Tribe like a madman.

The first-grade cat ghost god was also blocked by the snow owl, which was promoted to the first-grade ferocious bird. The rest of the people who still had combat power besieged the five cat ghost god servants and Wu Peng Shangwu.

The battle was so fierce that the houses within a thousand feet radius around the Altar of Land and Grain collapsed one after another, which meant that half of the upper city became a ruin, and countless people were killed and injured.

The family of Marquis Xing, palace attendants, family members of the nobles, guards, as well as the remaining ministers with titles and soldiers of the three divisions who lived in the upper city all ran along the passage to the middle city and the lower city.

Even though there was no fighting in the middle city and the lower city, they were still affected by the fighting.

Not only did the howling of the Ningtu Ghost King frighten a large number of civilians to death, but the flying bricks and stones also smashed down from the upper city fiercely, collapsing houses and killing civilians from time to time.

As a result, the entire capital fell into chaos in the darkness, and people took advantage of the fire to loot in many streets and alleys. Even if the battle was barely won, the Xing State side suffered heavy casualties.

“Hehehe—you are indeed a strong man who has broken through the shackles of the first level. You can actually make me suffer losses one after another. However, you broke through too late!”

The Ghost King Ningtu was not used to Old Man Shi's fighting style. After suffering some minor losses, he inserted his ghost claws into the flesh on his back and slowly pulled out a blood-red bone whip.

"I ate another ghost king and used the remaining spine to refine this blood soul whip. Today, I will use the blood of hundreds of thousands of you to refine this whip!"

Qing Yi could see clearly from the city wall that the Ghost King Ningtu was, after all, a veteran Saint Realm warrior, while Old Man Shi had only recently broken through the shackles of the first level, and as the battle became more intense, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The Snowy Owl was also a newly promoted first-class vicious bird, and was no match for the Cat Ghost God, which resulted in the Xing State still being at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, Qing Yi finally completed the Big Dipper Formation. He suppressed his excitement and whispered, "Now it's my turn to perform."

Thanks to Liu Aogu for the reward, and thanks to the descendants of Emperor Shun for the advice. I will post one chapter first, as I have to go out for something soon, so the second chapter will not be posted until the afternoon.

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