Chapter 1264 Entering Rihua City, the old man from 100,000 years ago
He quickly raised his sword in front of him.
The black energy emitted by the Death Claw was constantly in conflict with the sword's will, and the powerful force made Xie Changliu continuously retreat.
At this moment, Xu Zimo picked up the evil spirit hammer next to him.
He swung the hammer and hit it hard. Azure Ghost King wanted to dodge, but the chain was swinging faster and faster.
Although he narrowly dodged the blow of the hammer, Xu Zimo pulled the iron chain upwards. After the iron chain circled around, it wrapped around the neck of Azure Ghost King.
"You..." As soon as Tianqing Ghost King said one word, he saw Xu Zimo swinging the iron chain and spinning fiercely in the void.
Occasionally, he would fall wildly on the ground a few times.
Azure Ghost King grabbed the iron chain around his neck with both hands and tried to escape. Unfortunately, the strength of his own weapons made it difficult for him to escape.
His body was filled with imperial power, and he was dragged and thrown wildly several times. He forcefully pulled the chain over, put his feet on the ground, and tried to snatch the chain away.
It's a pity that in terms of strength, how can he compare with Xu Zimo.
"Save me," the Azure Ghost King couldn't care about anything else at this time and hurriedly asked for help from several other ghost kings.
The ghost kings, who originally had the mentality of watching a show, also felt something was wrong.
The Kasaya Ghost King took his cassock back, then threw it out again, wrapped up the Azure Ghost King who was being thrown to the ground, and forcibly dragged him back.
Xu Zimo looked at the death hammer in his hand and smiled: "This is quite fun."
Azure Ghost King stood still and asked with an embarrassed expression: "Who are you? Who sent you here."
"You have too many questions," Xu Zimo looked back at the giant tree in Rihua City.
He said calmly: "And I'm not here to fight with you ghost clan."
Xu Zimo and Xie Changliu looked at each other, and the two quickly climbed up the giant tree.
"Stop him," the sixteen ghost kings jumped into the air at the same time, a powerful storm of power surging.
After locking Xu Zimo, sixteen people came together to kill him.
"Go away," Xu Zimo shouted coldly.
Ba Ying drew his sword and rose up on his own. His power was unparalleled, and his sword intent stretched across the void.
The thick back of the knife was slapped downwards, and a "boom" sound was heard, carrying the rules of the wind.
All the ghost kings were knocked away.
When the sixteen people stood firm on the ground, they looked up and saw that Xu Zimo and the others had long since disappeared.
And several people from the God Clan also took advantage of the chaos just now and ran away.
This is losing his wife and losing his troops.
"Damn it," Youdu Ghost King shouted angrily.
"This person is very powerful," the calm Ghost King analyzed calmly.
"When this kind of existence appears in our ghost clan, it's time to investigate it carefully."
"How could it appear out of thin air? But there is no time now," said the Youdu Ghost King.
"Rihua City is important. We must gain something before the protoss army comes."
Several other ghost kings nodded immediately.
"Go up, maybe you'll meet them up there."
The sixteen ghost kings followed the ghost army and climbed up the giant tree.
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After climbing up the giant tree, Xu Zimo was struck by the vastness of this place.
From the outside, it looks like a tree.
But after entering, I felt like I was only in this mountain and did not know the true face of Mount Lu.
This is like a city, and it is a city within a city.
The number of branches this giant tree has is the number of floors of the tower. The steps paved with green leaves lead to the tower.
Logically speaking, with all 100,000 ghost clan troops pouring in here, this city should be very lively.
But after the two people came in, they didn't see any living beings. All they could see were ancient ruins, which collapsed in front of them.
It is ironic that Rihua City, where the Wood God is located, has no chance of survival.
Xu Zimo and Xie Changliu were ready to walk around and look around.
After walking along the main street of the ruined city for more than ten minutes, the two of them came across a large hall that had not completely collapsed.
But this hall is also crumbling.
"Introduction," the plaque in the main hall has been broken into two halves, and the only half of the plaque has only these two words.
An old man was sitting cross-legged in the main hall. There were flames burning around him, and these flames were actually burning the kettle in front of him.
The old man didn't stop until the kettle boiled.
With a wave of his right hand, three clean teacups flew over from nowhere.
"It's great to have friends from far away," the old man said with a smile.
"Two friends are here, why not have a drink."
Xu Zimo and Xu Zimo did not hide, and walked out generously.
"Old man, what is this?" Xie Changliu asked curiously.
"I have almost forgotten my name. I only remember that one hundred thousand years ago, someone called me the Wine Saint," the old man said with a smile.
He tasted the tea and then spit it out.
He shook his head and said, "It doesn't taste right, it's a bit worse."
"Wine Saint," Xu Zimo and the two looked at each other and asked, "Senior, are you here to look for the Flower of Death too?"
"Flower of Death? Never heard of it," the old man shook his head.
Said: "I heard that there is a Wuhai tree in Rihua City, which is the best material for making wine.
So I came here specifically to look for it, but I didn’t expect that I would be stuck here for a hundred thousand years.”
"One hundred thousand years?" Xie Changliu said in surprise.
"You can't get out."
"If you can't get out, I've seen people trapped for millions of years," the old man said with a smile.
"You have to learn to get used to it, we are all the same now."
"Old man, have you ever seen the flower of death? It's just like this," Xu Zimo took out the flower of death he had obtained before and asked.
"You call this flower the flower of death," the old man shook his head and laughed.
"Senior, have you seen him before?" Xie Changliu also asked.
"There are two times every year when this kind of flower blooms everywhere here," the Wine Saint replied.
"This kind of flower is very domineering. When they appear, they will wipe out all living creatures here.
So now you see, there is no living thing except us old guys."
"Then I wonder where I can find that kind of flower?" Xie Changliu asked again.
"I don't know, it depends on your luck," the old man said, shaking his head.
"Are you looking for the Flower of Death, or do you still don't want to give up?" Xu Zimo looked at Xie Changliu and asked.
"Want to exchange the Flower of Death and the Netherworld for your wife's ghost?"
Xie Changliu nodded and did not deny it.
"I told you, unless the Lord of the Dead..."
Xu Zimo was interrupted halfway through his words.
"As long as there is a chance, I want to try it.
Otherwise, as you said, if I kill myself and go to the Netherworld, I will know that I will die without rebirth."
Xu Zimo didn't argue. After all, he also wanted to go to the Netherworld to see his old friend.
"Does the old man know about Mu Shen Jumang?" Xu Zimo turned around and asked again.
