The Emperor is Above

Chapter 367 The Witch Ghost King Arrives

"Xiao——"

From the bloody night sky came terrifying screams.

The true form of the Witch Ghost King had not yet appeared, but his howling had already caused many weak leaders in the camp to suffer from unbearable headaches.

This is thanks to the green protection of the four dragon-claw locust trees. Otherwise, after a series of battles, it would be lucky if only three or four thousand of the fifteen thousand people survived.

Qing Yi quickly asked Jiang Ji to prepare a batch of elixir decoctions for calming the nerves and nourishing the body, which were distributed by Dongmen Hu, Dongmen Bao and Chai Yong respectively. After drinking them, everyone just needed to take a nap.

Of course, Qing Yi did not only care about his own people. There were nearly 20,000 wild warriors in the camp. In addition to the small portion of decoction they were supposed to receive, each person was also given a pair of simple earplugs. Although this would still be uncomfortable, it at least guaranteed that they would not become deaf if they survived.

After arranging the chieftains and the wild folk warriors, no one could take care of the livestock inside and outside the camp. The tens of thousands of beasts captured by Qing Luo outside the camp had already fainted or died due to the oppression of the powerful aura of the Witch Ghost King.

The ordinary northern wilderness buffaloes and moose in the camp, even under the cover of green light, could not withstand the howling of the Ghost King. Their hooves went limp and they foamed at the mouth and died of fright.

Only the two young giant rhinos under Wangmang Qiji and Wangmang Qubing, the twelve green rhinos under Daniu and his men, and dozens of exotic beast mounts under the command of Dongmen Hu and Dongmen Bao were left.

These strange beasts that had a little resistance were also breathing heavily and growling in anxiety. Fortunately, they were separated in a separate open space by vehicles when they set up camp, otherwise, after being so frightened, they would have caused chaos in the camp.

Wang Mangqiji and Wang Mangqubing, who were extremely distressed, fed some medicine to the group of strange beasts and stuffed their ears with animal skins. Only then did they finally calm down.

At the same time, as streaks of blood shot straight into the sky in the distance, the strange cries of the Ghost King became more and more intense, and even the blood-colored night sky seemed to appear with ripples.

Under the bloody night sky, the bodies of tens of thousands of vassal soldiers, the bodies of the wild warriors of the Ghost Witch Tribe who died in battle, and the bodies of a large number of killed captives piled up like a mountain.

Even on a cold winter night, the corpses were quickly frozen solid and the blood was frozen and coagulated, but the strong smell of blood still lingered.

There are 108 bone altars with a diameter of several meters evenly placed around the mountain of corpses. Only a few are made of giant beast skulls, and there is even an altar made of a huge turtle shell.

Hundreds of the ghost witch's subordinates, dressed in gaudy clothes, looked like pheasants in heat, with disheveled hair, jumping like crazy, trying their best to cast witchcraft.

From time to time, blood would gush out from a bone altar, and a ray of light would shoot directly into the night sky, making the already blood-red sky even more intense.

When the bone altar created by Wu Wuxian on the top of the mountain of corpses finally emitted a beam of light that shot straight into the sky, all 108 rays of blood light gathered together.

At a height of three hundred feet, they merged into a blood-red sphere, which seemed to be the entrance to purgatory. Even just one look at it made one feel chilled.

The night sky was so blood-red that it seemed to be solidifying. The air was filled with a nauseating bloody odor, and even the setting moon turned into a blood moon.

Under the cover of blood, the flesh and blood of tens of thousands of corpses that died in the battle slowly squirmed. It was not that the Ghost Witch Tribe refined these corpses into corpse puppets, but a large amount of blood and essence seeped out of the corpses and continuously flowed into the air.

“Hehehe—this tastes so good!”

As a large amount of blood and essence gathered into the blood-colored sphere, an increasingly clear strange laugh came from it, and the rapidly gathered flesh and blood essence turned into a hideous and terrifying ghost head.

This huge head was suspended in the air. At first it was just a phantom condensed from blood mist, but it soon turned into a solid entity.

A pair of scarlet, ferocious ghost eyes flexibly moved to scan the car camp in the distance, and the big mouth full of fangs laughed wildly, "Hehehehe - it is indeed a good prey. The blood food in front of me is enough for me to have a good meal. However, a hundred miles to the west, there is an even more delicious smell that is attracting me!"

"God of Ghosts, please be careful of this kid. He has killed the Ghost King Ningtu, the Cat Ghost God, and the Red God of Wealth!"

The Supreme Wu Xian stood below the Wugui King and reminded him carefully, "As for the Jiliu tribe, a hundred miles to the west, there are now 50,000 to 60,000 people gathered there, which is enough to satisfy the Wugui King."

“Hehehe, Ning Tu is quite capable, but that Cat Ghost God and Red God of Wealth are little evil gods that no one has ever heard of.

But you said that this kid was able to kill the Ghost King Ningtu, so he is quite capable in the human world. I have to be careful."

While the Ghost King was speaking, his body quickly condensed, and the huge body, arms, legs, and feet under his head all appeared.

"puff--"

As the body of the Witch Ghost King was completely condensed, the mountain of flesh and blood of tens of thousands of corpses beneath it was completely turned into a pile of dust, without even a single bone left.

Although Wu Xian is the top wizard of the Ghost Wizard Tribe and is now second only to the old wizard, he was accidentally crushed by the Ghost Wizard King, and his entire body was merged into the Ghost Wizard King's body, becoming a part of his huge body.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck—"

Qing Yi suddenly heard a sound of teeth clashing near his ear. He turned around and noticed that except for a few people around him, such as Liu Yi, Gongsun Wu, Daniu, Mu Yi, Fu Shou, etc., who were not shivering, everyone else was shivering subconsciously.

Liu Yi, Gongsun Wu and Fu Shou are all smart people who have long put life and death aside. As for the two fools, Daniu and Mu Yi, their reaction curve is too long and they cannot be compared with others.

However, the size of the Ghost King is indeed enough to make people afraid. His height alone is more than three hundred feet high, which is even larger than the Ghost King Ningtu during the battle of Shangcheng. He seems like a demon god who has descended to the world.

"Heavenly Eyes, open—"

Qing Yi only saw it at the first glance, and the rich blood light almost blinded his divine power of heavenly eyes. The strength of the Ghost King Wu was far greater than that of the Ghost King Ningtu during the battle of Shangcheng. I am afraid that he is also at the peak level among the strong ones in the holy realm.

"It's really strange. At first, the Ghost King Ningtu tore the crack and came out, but the Ghost King Wu appeared out of thin air without making any noise."

At this time, Pan Qing explained in his sea of ​​consciousness: "There are tens of thousands of kinds of evil spirits, how can they all be the same? You must not form a fixed mindset.

This witch ghost king belongs to a relatively special category. They do not have their own bodies, but after the worshippers sacrifice a large amount of flesh and blood, they can reconstruct their own bodies with the flesh and blood.

After a long time, if you continue to use the evil spirit to refine your body, your flesh and blood will become stronger and stronger, and your combat power will become even stronger. "

"What? Right now, the Ghost King has the strength of a Saint. If he stays in the human world for a long time and continues to be trained, won't he be even stronger than a Saint?"

Just as Qing Yi was observing the strength of the Witch Ghost King in shock, this cunning Witch Ghost King did not rush over after being reminded by Wu Xian.

Instead, it waved its huge ghost claws, gathered the rolling black clouds around the battlefield, and transformed them into an enormous ghost face, which howled and slowly pressed down from above the chariot camp.

The four dragon claw locust tree spirits tried their best to expand the green light upwards, trying to hold up this huge and ferocious ghost face, but unexpectedly it opened its mouth wide and ate the green light like butter.

(End of this chapter)