Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 872: Barbarian Saint Ghost King

Ye Feng smiled faintly, waved his robe sleeves, and an invisible force swept towards the ghost claw.

The ghost claw was shattered into powder on the spot and disappeared.

At the same time, the old man was blown away by the force and hit the stone wall behind him with a bang. He screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior, have mercy on me, senior, have mercy on me!"

The old man was pressed against the wall by this force, unable to move, and begged for mercy in fear.

"Where is the Great Elder of the Barbarian Ghost Clan?"

Ye Feng asked expressionlessly.

"Our great elder is in charge of the Savage Ghost Mountains!"

The old man said without hiding anything.

“Lead me the way!”

Ye Feng withdrew the power, and the old man slowly landed on the ground.

"Yes Yes!"

The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and agreed repeatedly.

But he was thinking in his heart, our Great Elder is an Eighth Level Ghost King, you are looking for death if you go looking for him, since you are looking for death, I will grant your wish.

The old man led the way in front, and Ye Feng followed closely behind him, heading towards the Mangui Mountains.

After flying for about half a day, a mountain range shrouded in yin energy appeared in front of the two.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several cultivators from the Barbarian Ghost Clan flew over and blocked Ye Feng and his companions' way.

"Isn't this Junior Brother Chen? Why are you like this? Who is the person behind you?"

The tall monk in the lead glanced at the old man and then asked.

"Brother Hua, save me, save me!"

Seeing that he had a backer, the old man hurriedly ran behind the tall monk.

"what happened?"

The tall monk asked hurriedly.

"This person wants to kill me and also wants to find the Great Elder!"

The old man said hastily.

"Humph, our great elder, you are actually a ninth-level heavenly ghost..."

"Hmm! No, this person is just a ninth-level celestial ghost. Junior Brother Chen, you don't have to be so scared, right?"

The tall monk glanced at Ye Feng and then asked in confusion.

"Brother Hua, this person has a high level of cultivation and is very likely a Ghost Emperor!"

The old man explained in fear.

"What? Ghost Emperor!"

The tall monk and others were also startled and stepped back.

"Quick, send a message to the elders!"

The tall monk hurriedly took out a token and started transmitting the message.

Not long after, four or five Ghost Kings flew over here.

Ye Feng stood there motionless, as if nothing had happened, and asked them to call the elders.

"Master uncle!"

"This person wants to kill Junior Brother Chen and also wants to see the Great Elder!"

The tall monk said to the green-faced middle-aged monk who was in the lead.

This green-faced middle-aged cultivator has the cultivation level of a ninth-rank Ghost Emperor.

"Who are you, Excellency, and why are you killing my disciples?"

The green-faced middle-aged monk stepped forward and said coldly.

Ye Feng didn't waste any words with them. Two figures, one black and one yellow, suddenly flew out and pounced on these people.

The two figures were Wangcai and Golden Ape.

"A spirit beast of the second-level Immortal Lord realm!"

The green-faced middle-aged monk was frightened when he saw the two and turned to escape, but was swallowed by Wangcai in one gulp.

In a moment, four or five Ghost Emperors and some Ghost Kings died at the hands of Wangcai and Jin Yuan.

The old man was so frightened that he wanted to escape, but was killed on the spot by Wangcai's slap of his claws. Only the tall monk was left standing there in a daze.

"Senior...Senior...Please spare my life...Please spare my life..."

The tall monk was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Tell your Great Elder that I am here to avenge the Red Ghost Clan!"

Ye Feng said coldly,

"Let him come out and die!"

"Don't dare...don't dare..."

The tall monk kowtowed and shouted.

"If you're told to go, go now, or I'll kill you now!"

“Yes…Yes…!”

The tall monk stood up, turned around and flew deep into the mountains. As he flew, he shouted loudly,

"Someone from the Red Ghost Clan is coming to kill us!"

"Someone from the Red Ghost Clan is coming to kill us!"

"That's it!"

"Wangcai, Golden Ape, let's go!"

Ye Feng took the two of them and flew deep into the mountains.

About half an hour later, three figures with thousands of elite disciples came here to kill.

"Kill me!"

An old man in a yellow robe who was in the lead shouted loudly. This old man in a yellow robe was none other than the great elder of the Barbarian Ghost Clan, the Barbarian Saint Ghost King, who had the cultivation level of an eighth-level Ghost King.

At one command, many elite disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Clan rushed out together.

Wangcai and Jinyuan flew out and killed the thousands of Barbarian Ghost Clan disciples.

The highest level of cultivation among these Barbarian Ghost Clan disciples is only at the eighth level of Ghost Emperor, and they are no match for the two men at all.

In just a moment, hundreds of disciples died at the hands of Wangcai and Jin Yuan.

"Two spirit beasts at the Immortal Lord level!"

"Junior brothers and sisters, get rid of them!"

The Barbarian Saint Ghost King said to the man and woman behind him.

The man is the second elder, Mancheng Ghost King, who has the cultivation level of a sixth-level Ghost King, and the woman is the third elder, Manji Ghost King, who has the cultivation level of a fourth-level Ghost King.

"Yes, senior brother!"

The Ghost King of Mancheng and the Ghost King of Manji agreed and then rushed towards Ye Feng.

"One sixth-rank ghost king and one fourth-rank ghost king!"

"I'm afraid Wangcai and Jinyuan are no match for them!"

Ye Feng waved his robe sleeve, and the Qingming Sword shot out, heading straight for the Ghost King of Barbarian City and the Ghost King of Barbarian Princess.

“Emperor-level Immortal Treasure!”

The Ghost King of Mancheng and the Ghost King of Manji were shocked when they saw the Qingming Sword, and then they hurriedly took out a king-level magic treasure in their hands and killed the Qingming Sword.

The Ghost King of Barbarian City sacrificed a golden halberd, and the Ghost King of Barbarian Girl sacrificed a pair of rings shining with red flames.

Bang bang bang!

These two treasures are both king-level treasures and are no match for the Qingming Sword.

With the help of the small gourd, the Qingming Sword has become an emperor-level fairy treasure with immense power.

The two treasures were instantly shattered by the Qingming Sword, and then went straight to the Ghost King of Mancheng and the Ghost King of Manji.

The Ghost King of Barbarian City and the Ghost King of Barbarian Princess knew they could not escape, so they hurriedly used many defensive treasures. However, these treasures could not block the Qingming Sword at all and were shattered one after another.

Seeing that there was no other way, the two could only activate their protective shields to resist.

Click, click, click!

The shields of the two were shattered in an instant, and the Qingming Sword pierced through their chests with a puff! The two screamed and died on the spot.

Ye Feng waved his robe sleeves and grabbed the Nascent Souls of the two people in his hands.

This operation sounds troublesome, but it only takes a moment.

"Junior brother, junior sister!"

After hearing the screams, the Barbarian Saint Ghost King saw that the Barbarian City Ghost King and the Barbarian Princess Ghost King had been killed.

"The immortal method you practice is definitely not from my ghost clan!"

"Who are you, and why are you trying to kill my fellow apprentices for the Red Ghost Clan?"

The Barbarian Saint Ghost King pointed at Ye Feng, his eyes full of resentment.

"It's okay to tell you, Ye Feng from the Cat-Owl Clan of the Ancient Demon Realm!"

"If you kill my maid Hongyi, all the people of the Barbarian Ghost Tribe will die."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, his mind moved slightly, and the Qingming Sword rang out and killed the Barbarian Saint Ghost King.

"So it was all because of that woman. There's nothing to say about that!"

The Barbarian Ghost King shouted loudly, clasped his hands together, and his body grew rapidly. Evil and sinister energy rose from under his feet into the sky, and soon he transformed into a giant ghost with three heads and six arms that was more than ten thousand feet tall.