The Emperor is Above

Chapter 511: The continuous emergence of the ghost army (fourth update)
The extremely powerful Ghost Witch Tribe, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was completely destroyed.

More than 100,000 wild folks and hundreds of thousands of tribesmen were completely massacred.

Qing Yi was faced with such an unexpected fact. He never thought that he would have to join forces with ghosts to fight the enemy.

The Ghost Witch Tribe, which has always worshipped and sacrificed to ghosts, was completely destroyed by the ghosts when their old witch led the army in a fierce battle with Qing Yi.

Even though the facts were clearly laid out before him, Qing Yi still felt confused for a long time. He rubbed his head hard, feeling that the reality was really unacceptable.

Several lower witches who managed to escape the battle suddenly broke down when they saw the tragic scene. On the way here, they were still feeling lucky to be able to come back alive to see their families.

But when they returned home, they found that more than 200,000 ghost witches, including their families, had been killed and burned to charcoal.

The four lower witches looked desperate and dull. Even though they knew that it was the ghosts who killed their families, they did not have the courage to retaliate.

On the contrary, the brave lower witch just now mustered up his courage and said indignantly: "It must be that the Ghost King of the Styx sacrificed more than 200,000 members of the Ghost Witch Tribe in order to open the barrier of the human world.

If the master can avenge my family, I am willing to lead the way to kill the Styx Ghost King. The location where they cast the spell must be in the cave where the old witch set up the altar. "

"Since you know the location, lead the way!"

Qing Yi nodded and agreed without hesitation. No matter in the past, present or future, these invading ghosts from the underworld will always be his mortal enemies.

The reason why he was so bold to trust this lowly witch was also due to Qing Yi's divine eye ability, which allowed him to see directly whether the other party was lying or not.

After taking two steps, Qing Yi turned back and whispered, "Mr. Zhao, you and Dabao take a few lower witches to wait here for a while. Brother Dazhu and I will take a look and then come back."

After walking for a while, Qing Yi said in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Qing Luo, please help the three of us cover our tracks so that we won't be discovered by the ghosts."

"Hehe, handsome little brother is really alert. In fact, it's the hottest time of summer at noon now. Even the ghost king of the netherworld would not like to go out at this time.

The other less powerful ghosts would have been burned to death by the scorching sun. I didn't expect you to be so cautious. Show your domineering side!"

Qing Luo laughed softly in his sea of ​​consciousness, but still provided cover for Qing Yi and his group. This illusion cover was not only a visual cover, but also a complete coverage of hearing and touch.

They moved quietly along the mountains and forests surrounding the Ghost Witch Tribe's camp. The strong sunlight during the day really made the ghosts hide, which greatly facilitated their movements.

The lower witch who led the way was very familiar with the environment around the Ghost Witch Tribe. The path he chose was both remote and had a very good view, so he could observe the surrounding environment at any time for easy hiding.

After passing most of the Ghost Witch Tribe camp, the lower witch pointed to a small mountain in the distance that rose more than a hundred feet high and said with gritted teeth:

"Master, halfway up that mountain is the cave where the old witch usually performs blood sacrifices to the ghost king. Look at the dark clouds in the forest, there must be a lot of ghosts gathered there."

In the forest thousands of feet away, ancient trees are towering. Everywhere there are trees with a diameter of three feet or nearly ten feet. The treetops and trunks are more than ten feet high, with lush branches and leaves.

In the past, there must have been countless birds singing melodiously in the treetops. In addition, the hillside is raised and the breeze is refreshing, making it a great place for the ghost witches to relax and cool off.

However, this once beautiful forest is now filled with thick black clouds. The dense tree canopy blocks the midday sun, and hideous ghostly faces occasionally appear under many leaves.

Choosing a location that was not too close but had a good view, Qing Yi used his divine power of the Sky Eye to penetrate the dark clouds and was immediately shocked. The forest was simply a world of countless ghosts. Tall and ferocious ghosts were gathering together for a meal. The so-called food was the children of the Ghost Witch Tribe, and the soup they drank was clearly human blood.

Qing Yi was not impulsive to save the children. First of all, those children were from the Ghost Witch Tribe, and secondly, those children had already died.

The ghosts in the mountains and forests are divided into groups according to their strength levels. The strongest group are at the third level, with as many as one or two hundred.

The next level of ghosts were at the fifth level, totaling five to six hundred in number. They also formed a group and ate without restraint, howling loudly and strangely.

The surrounding forests were under the cover of black clouds, and there were many weaker ghosts in them. They looked at the powerful ghosts eating with greedy and envious eyes. There were tens of thousands of them.

"Brother, look at that cave. There are still many ghosts pouring out of it!" Shi Dazhu whispered and pointed to a cave that was looming in the shade of the mountains and forests.

Seeing tens of thousands of ghosts in the forest, and a large number of terrifying ghosts constantly pouring out, Qing Luo and Pan Qing were horrified:
"Not good. More than 200,000 members of the Ghost Witch Tribe have been sacrificed, and there are tens of thousands of ghost armies here. Could it be that the Ghost King of the Styx is breaking through the barrier of the human world?

Once the Ghost King of the Styx completely opens a stable passage, not only will he lead an endless army of ghosts to attack the human world, but many evil ghosts in the entire underworld will also rush in frantically.

Most of the ghosts in the forest now are third-grade ghost generals and fifth-grade ghost messengers. We must eliminate them as quickly as possible before the Ghost King of the Styx appears."

Qing Yi was somewhat curious when he heard Pan Qing's words, and asked in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Pan Qing, do the ghosts in the netherworld also have their own way of dividing realms?"

"Of course ghosts have their own way of dividing things!"

Pan Qing patiently explained, "Ghosts that have no lethality can only be called ghosts, and only those whose strength reaches the ninth level are qualified to be called ghosts.

If one reaches the seventh level, he is called a ghost soldier; if one reaches the fifth level, he is called a ghost messenger; when one possesses the strength of a third level warrior, he is called a ghost general, and he directly obeys the orders of the Ghost King.

As for ghosts above the first level, including the Saint level, they are all called Ghost Kings. They can dominate the netherworld, and their strength varies from individual to individual. "

Qing Yi listened to Pan Qing's introduction and said with a wry smile in his sea of ​​consciousness: "More than one hundred third-grade ghost generals, five or six hundred fifth-grade ghost messengers, and tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghosts.

Even if Qinghua led his army of tree spirits to come, it would be useless. There are only 10,000 tree spirits in Yangwu City."

Pan Qing and Qing Luo in the sea of ​​consciousness did not respond for a long time. Qing Yi and Shi Dazhu returned to Zhao Wensheng with heavy hearts.

When they met up with Gongsun Wu, Shen Bumie and others who were camping in the woods in the distance, they were surprised to find that Qinghua, Huai Dashu and Huai Xiaoshu had led a legion of tree spirits to appear nearby.

"The Ghost and Witch Department has been occupied by tens of thousands of evil ghosts?"

Qinghua was shocked and angry when he learned about the situation here. "How about I lead my army of tree spirits to attack immediately? Master said that ghosts are very bad.

It's a pity that I only brought 10,000 tree spirits with me this time. Otherwise, I would have mobilized all 100,000 tree spirits in Yunling. I don't believe these ghosts would be so arrogant and domineering. "

Just as Qing Yi was trying to think of the words in his mind, Pan Qing suddenly said in a joyful tone in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Don't worry, I have a formation here that may be able to help you eliminate those ghosts."

(End of this chapter)