The ghost army began to climb up along the steps of the giant tree.
The bark of the giant tree has fallen off and it has been dead for who knows how many years. In front of it, the ghost is really skinnier than an ant.
The sixteen ghost kings stood around, letting the ghost army explore the way ahead, while they observed the situation.
The mighty army of ghosts surrounded the entire giant tree.
Among the sixteen ghost kings, only one ghost king with a bald head and a very ferocious look came out.
He wore prayer beads around his neck and an oval incense burner in his hand.
Several ghost kings looked at each other and saw the ferocious ghost king pouring spiritual energy into the incense burner.
"Without a trace of deathly energy, all ghosts and gods will disappear."
As soon as he finished speaking, the incense burner began to tremble, and wisps of black air spread from it.
The black air turned into two streams, one seemed to be divining the heavens and stirring the wind and clouds above.
Another branch, a very small branch, floated in front of where Xu Zimo and others were hiding.
Several people looked shocked, they didn't expect to be discovered like this.
Even the bald ghost king was a little surprised, and then sneered: "I didn't expect an unexpected harvest, I found a few little mice."
With a flick of his finger, powerful ghost energy exploded in the yellow sand, and the figures of Xu Zimo and others were forcibly forced out.
"It's troublesome," several members of the God Clan said with solemn expressions.
Seeing Xu Zimo and the leading man, the Ghost King Youdu and the Ghost King Tianqing also understood instantly.
"They are the guys who kidnap people on the way," the Ghost King of Youdu said with a smile.
"It's really hard to find anything after wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort at all to get here," the Azure Ghost King also sneered.
The sixteen ghost kings instantly flew into the air, surrounding everyone from the God Clan.
Every ghost king is surrounded by the power of the emperor surging and rioting, and together they seem to form an airtight network.
"It's better to capture them without any effort," said the Ghost King of Youdu.
"I'll hold on and try to open a hole later. You can escape if you can," the leading man sighed.
In fact, he himself knew that the sixteen ghost kings were already in danger.
Just surrendering without mercy is not the style of the Gods.
"Kill," the five people were surrounded by divine light, and golden light kept flashing.
The sword in his hand is spinning.
"Concentrate your strength, don't spread out," the leading man shouted softly.
Then he took the lead in killing the Ghost King of Youdu, and except for Xu Zimo, the other five people also killed him.
The leading man has the strength of an emperor, but the others are slightly weaker.
"I didn't expect that the Gods would have such a genius," Youdu Ghost King's eyes lit up and he chuckled.
"What I like most is destroying geniuses."
The Yin Qi surrounding the ghost king of Youdu collided with the attacking divine light, and "rumbling" explosions continued to sound.
The figures of the two people staggered and separated, while several other members of the God Clan ran wildly outside.
The sixteen ghost kings were not in a hurry, watching a few people escape with a sense of amusement on their faces.
Another ghost king among them snapped his fingers, which resounded throughout the desert.
The next moment, the yellow sand in the sky condensed into a tornado, overwhelming the sky and rushing toward several people.
The sky and the earth were spinning, as if the entire sky was being stirred by the yellow sand formed by the tornado.
The figures of the five people were blown up into the sky before they even had time to resist.
The thousand cranes were surging with golden light again, and a golden crane rushed out of the tornado, trying to fly thousands of miles away.
Among the sixteen ghost kings, the cassock ghost king came forward. He took out the cassock from his waist and threw it directly into the sky.
The cassock suddenly transformed into a length of thousands of miles, wrapping everyone's figure.
No matter how hard the people of the God Clan struggled, it was of no avail.
The storm fell, cassocks fell from the sky, and several people were thrown to the ground hard.
Each one of them was in a panic, while on the other side, the leading man was still fighting with the Ghost King of Youdu.
"Stop, or your companions will die," Azure Ghost King said calmly.
After hearing what he said, the leading man glanced at the protoss people, his face was embarrassed, and finally stopped.
The Youdu Ghost King slapped his chest with his palm, and he immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"What do you want to do with us?" the leading man asked with a frown.
"There has always been a fight to the death between our God Clan and the Ghost Clan," the Ghost King of Youdu said with a smile.
"What do you think? How to deal with it better."
"Our army of gods is coming soon, and you ghosts will not be left behind when the time comes," someone from the gods wrapped in cassocks shouted loudly.
"Shut up," the leading man glared at the man, feeling like he was meeting a pig teammate.
Now the ghost tribe's attention is on Rihua City. If the god tribe's army can surprise them and attack once, the ghost tribe's combat effectiveness will be reduced by half even if they don't die.
At that time, the situation will be more favorable to the Protoss.
"Oh, really," Youdu Ghost King smiled and said.
"Thanks for reminding me, so we can make preparations."
The gods and ghosts are talking.
Xu Zimo, on the other hand, went to find Xie Changliu on his own. The two stood under the giant tree and discussed with gusto.
"This is Rihua City."
"It's a little different than I imagined."
"This giant tree must have been very strong before, but now it's all dead," Xu Zimo touched the tree gently and felt.
"It seems that this place is really related to the Flower of Death."
He didn't expect that a thing the two of them had fabricated would now be true.
"Those two over there, what are you doing?" Tianqing Ghost King noticed Xu Zimo and the others and shouted.
"These two people are no longer useful, let's just get rid of them," said the other ghost kings next to them.
"Lest they spread the news everywhere and make the situation more confusing."
Everyone nodded.
Seeing that Xu Zimo ignored him, Tianqing Ghost King Weiwei was also a little angry.
The death hammer in his hand kept swinging, and finally hit the two of them hard.
Everyone didn't pay much attention to it at first. After all, they were just two bugs that could be easily wiped out.
However, the next moment, there was only a "bang" sound.
The long sword in Xie Changliu's hand appeared at some point. Under the sharp sword light, the tip of the sword pierced hard into the hammer.
Xie Changliu held the sword with both hands and swung it towards the sky with all his strength. The hammer moved with the sword and was forcefully pulled from the hands of Azure Ghost King.
This abnormality surprised others.
"Tianqing, you fell into the trap of a junior," the ghost king next to him gloated.
"Even the weapons were stolen by others."
"Shut up," Azure Ghost King snorted coldly.
His right hand suddenly appeared in a black light, turning into a claw of death, and struck in front of Xie Changliu at the speed of light.
The claws of death dug directly into Xie Changliu's abdomen.