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The physique of a lower ghost beast general was much stronger than that of a lower ghost general. However, due to their low intelligence, they were evenly matched in battle.
Chen Zong killed a lower ghost beast general with one strike. He found that the ghost beast general's will was very weak. It was almost equal to the will of a lower ghost soldier.
Therefore, Chen Zong did not deliberately kill the ghost beasts. Instead, he killed them casually along the way.
No matter if they were thousands or thousands of meters away, they could not avoid Chen Zong's strike.
Chen Zong was single-minded and silent. There were no signs, and it was difficult to detect.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
In front of him, dozens of flying ghost beasts roared and charged over, wanting to eat Chen Zong.
Chen Zong swung his sword casually. There was no trace of smoke or fire.
The flying ghost beasts suddenly stopped. Wisps of black aura spread out from their bodies and flew toward Chen Zong. Their bodies fell rapidly.
Death!
Chen Zong was heading toward the Ghost Beast Tribe, one of the Middle Nine Tribes.
The first purpose of disguising himself as a ghost and sneaking into the Ghost Realm was to let the World Will of the Tianyuan Sacred Domain devour the will of the Purgatory Ghost Realm. This kind of devouring had to be done secretly behind the Purgatory Ghost Realm's will.
For this reason, the World Will of the Tianyuan Sacred Domain had to use half of its power to disguise itself as the Ghost Realm's will. Fortunately, it had already devoured a lot of Ghost Realm's will. It was not difficult to disguise itself, and it would not be seen through.
Chen Zong's method was also in line with the characteristics of the Purgatory Ghost Race. It would not be suspected.
This was the first purpose.
As for the second purpose, of course, it was for himself.
The Purgatory Ghost Race was powerful. Chen Zong had always wanted to fight with experts. He wanted to train himself in battle and break through.
In the current Tianyuan Sacred Domain, there were no other opponents besides his doppelganger Chen Xiu and Heavenly God Gong.
However, there were many Ghost King level experts in the Purgatory Ghost Realm.
There were two in the Ghost Forest Tribe alone. In each of the Upper Six Tribes, there were at least ten Ghost King level experts.
As for the Strong Three Divisions, there were even more Ghost Kings.
In total, there were more than a hundred Ghost Kings in the entire Purgatory.
Other than that, there was also the powerful Ghost Mother Tree.
Fighting with them could not only temper himself, but he could also absorb a large amount of Ghost Hunter's will after killing them.
Killing two birds with one stone.
His current identity was one of the infamous loners of the Ghost Region. Furthermore, he was a Ghost King level loner. It was normal for him to fight everywhere.
They pointed their swords at the Ghost Beast Division!
Chen Zong charged forward in a straight line.
From afar, Chen Zong saw that on the plains, there was a group of ghosts fighting with ghost beasts. The battle was very intense, and it seemed that it was difficult to determine the victor.
It could be seen that these ghosts belonged to the Ghost Beast Clan. They were a group of ghost soldiers.
Then, go to hell.
Chen Zong's eyes were calm and his expression did not change. He casually drew his sword and made a light cut.
There was no sword light or Sword Qi, but the ghost soldiers and ghost beasts who were fighting fiercely suddenly stopped, as if they were immobilized.
Wisps of black aura escaped from their bodies and flew toward Chen Zong. They entered Chen Zong's body and disappeared.
Wisps of imperceptible clear aura entered his body and disappeared into the depths of his body. They became a kind of accumulation, waiting for a qualitative change.
His sword returned to the sheath, but his body did not stop at all. He continued to move forward.
Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
Even if it was a small tribe of the Ghost Beast Clan, Chen Zong would not let it go as long as it was on his flight path.
Every time he swung his sword, it seemed that there was only one sword, but in fact, there were countless swords.
The advantages of the single-minded sword were very obvious. It was low consumption, fast, flawless, and powerful. However, there was also a disadvantage, which was that it was single-minded.
Since it was single-minded, it could only deal with one target at a time.
But it did not matter. This sword could be released and withdrawn at will, and its speed was amazing. In addition, Chen Zong's unfathomable swordsmanship attainments made it seem that he had swung his sword once, but in fact, he had swung his sword dozens or even hundreds of times.
One sword for one kill, hundreds of times for one kill.
As he swung his sword, Chen Zong's application and mastery of the single-minded sword became more and more profound. The consumption of energy and the power of his sword were also constantly adjusted.
"Then, such a powerful sword move will be called the first move."
Chen Zong thought to himself.
The first move of the single-minded sword move consumed about ten percent more energy than the basic sword moves. Its power exceeded that of the Serial Heartbeat.
If there was a first move, there would be a second one. It was very easy for Chen Zong, who had amazing control.
In the end, it was just a standard difference between moves.
The second move consumed about fifty percent more energy than the basic sword moves. It was close to the ordinary sword moves, but its power was stronger than the Everlasting Fantasy.
The third move consumed about the same amount of energy as the Serial Heartbeat, but its power was stronger than the Infinite Heart Extinguishment.
The fourth move consumed about the same amount of energy as the Infinite Heart Extinguishment, but its power was equal to the Lifeless Vacuum Cut.
As for the fifth move, it was a little unexpected, but he still couldn't master it.
With Chen Zong's current strength, even the first move was enough to kill any ghost or ghost beast below the Ghost King level. The two Ghost Kings of the Ghost Forest Tribe would also be hit by his sword.
Of course, the bodies of the ghosts were strong. Even if they were hit, they wouldn't be seriously injured.
As he moved forward, he pulled out his sword and killed.
Wherever he went, all life was extinguished. He was like a killing maniac, exterminating one small tribe after another. He was approaching the city of the Ghost Beast Tribe.
Chen Zong stood in the air outside the city of the Ghost Beast Tribe. He didn't attack immediately. Instead, he asked for a fight. "Where are the Ghost Kings of the Ghost Beast Tribe?"
This was a rule, a rule among the ghosts.
Small tribes, if they were killed, then they were killed. If they were destroyed, then they were destroyed. That was nothing.
After all, every time the Blood Moon hung in the sky, the Ghost Forest on the Ghost Mother Tree would fall. At least tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of baby ghosts would be born. If they were scattered, they could build dozens of small tribes.
The Blood Moon only appeared once a year.
In other words, the ghosts would give birth to a batch of baby ghosts every year. There were at least thirty thousand of them. There were eighteen different ghost tribes.
As for the Nine Middle Tribes of the Ghost Clan, they could give birth to at least 60,000 Ghost Clan infants every year.
As for the upper six tribes and the top three tribes, the number of babies born every year was even more shocking.
Similarly, every year, a large number of ghosts would die in each ghost tribe.
Most of them were ghosts who hadn't really grown up.
After all, ghost beasts would also attack small ghost tribes. If they didn't stop the attack in time, they would all be killed.
Therefore, the unspoken rule in the Ghost Forest was that the ghost cities didn't care too much about the safety of the small tribes. Survival of the fittest. If you died, it only meant that you were too weak.
You could only become strong if you survived.
The bloody iron rule was so cruel, but it was also very direct. It was completely different from the human race.
Human cultivators couldn't become strong just by killing people. They still had to rely on their own cultivation.
However, ghosts didn't need to cultivate to become strong. They only needed to keep fighting, killing, and devouring.
Small tribes were not valued, but the ghost cities were different. Those who could enter the ghost cities were at least low-level ghost soldiers. They were the real fighting force of each ghost tribe.
If you wanted to attack the ghost cities of others, you must first make a statement. For a war between ghost tribes, you must first make a statement to let the other party know before attacking.
It was the same for a challenge.
Since he had turned into a ghost, sometimes he had to act according to the rules of the ghost race. It wouldn't be easy to be exposed.
"Ghost Blade Jianxin of the Wandering Ghost Tribe is here to challenge you." Chen Zong's voice rang out again and spread into the Ghost City. It didn't sound very imposing, but it was suffused with a trace of sharpness. It was like a formless wind of Sword Qi that blew past, blowing into the ears of every Ghost Clan warrior.
"Challenge?"
"Ghost Blade Jianxin is from the Ghost Blade Tribe."
"Didn't you hear clearly? He said the Wandering Ghost Tribe."
It was rare to see a Wandering Ghost Tribe directly challenge a Ghost King.
In the Ghost Beast Tribe, there were a total of three Ghost Kings. Two Ghost Beast Kings were equivalent to five Ghost Kings.
However, if one challenged the Ghost King of the Ghost Beast Tribe, they might have to face both Ghost Kings and Ghost Beast Kings at the same time.
This kind of challenge wasn't that simple. It was either life or death.
However, it wasn't easy to determine life and death between Ghost Kings. Unless there was a huge difference in fighting strength, at most one side would be injured.
Soon, an extremely powerful aura surged out from the ghost beast city. It was like a storm, bringing with it an extremely shocking pressure.
Currently, there were only two Ghost Kings and one Ghost Beast King in the Ghost Beast Tribe.
As for the Ghost Beast King, he was seriously injured. He escaped back to the Purgatory Ghost Territory through the small Purgatory Ghost Gate. No one knew where he was now. He hadn't returned to the Ghost Beast Tribe.
Maybe he was only left with a remnant soul.
The Ghost King that appeared now was a Ghost King who didn't have the talent to control ghost beasts.
He was three meters tall and looked very strong. He stood like a black iron tower, emitting waves of extremely powerful aura fluctuations. It was extremely terrifying.
This Ghost King's arms were drooping. They were longer than the average ghost. His ten finger joints were protruding. They seemed to be filled with amazing power.
Without the talent to control ghost beasts, if one wanted to become stronger, he had to start from himself.
Therefore, in the Ghost Beast Tribe, if one ignored the Ghost Beast King, in terms of combat strength, this Ghost King was the strongest.
"A wandering ghost born in the Ghost Blade Tribe." The Ghost King of the Ghost Beast Tribe focused his gaze on Chen Zong.
He didn't look down on his opponent just because his opponent's body didn't look as strong as his.
In fact, most of the ghosts in the Ghost Blade Tribe didn't have as strong bodies as other ghosts. Their strength came from their Ghost Blades.
The Ghost Blades were born with them. They grew with their bodies and were connected by blood. In the middle nine tribes, the Ghost Blades were famous and had amazing power.
This wandering ghost from the Ghost Blade Tribe was a Ghost King level expert. He was probably a lone traveler. He couldn't be underestimated.
"Let's fight." Chen Zong's words were very direct.
The Ghost Race had never been a secretive race.
If you want to fight, let's fight.
"You've come to the wrong place to challenge my Ghost Beast Tribe. Remember, I'm called the Ghost Beast Evil Dragon." The Ghost King of the Ghost Beast Tribe grinned. His five fingers curled into a fist. His fist was hollow. As he spoke, he suddenly raised his arms, bent his legs, and twisted his waist, using the void as the point of strength.
Boom!
Under his feet, countless ripples spread out in the void. They were like endless ripples.
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