Five miles away from the village, there was a nearly transparent figure standing on a tree.

The other party had red hair and a smile on his face. This was Wu Xuan who followed Xiaoqiang.

"This little devil is interesting. It seems that he has grown up."

Wu Xuan nodded slightly and said with a little admiration.

The bald ghost king and the woman in red were surrounded by hundreds of ghost generals, and they all looked nervous at this moment.

They had just wanted to use the power of the counterfeit village to kill Xiaoqiang, but now they don't want to be counter-attacked by Xiaoqiang, and they have trouble saying in their hearts.

In several other directions of the parody, there was a ghost king standing on each, and they were all the leaders of other parody.

In the past, the bald man's copycat was both competitors, snatching territory and fighting each other, but that was all the housework between their copycats, but they still helped each other when they encountered foreign enemies.

But now, under the pressure of the mountain trapped city, they all hesitated.

No matter how strong they are, they cannot fight against a huge city, and it is even more impossible to kill a powerful Taoist and a ghost coach.

"Old Huang, are we just watching this?

Once the bald and red-clothed ones are caught or killed, we will be the next one. Do you have to watch your parcel be wiped out by the trapped city?"

A slightly fat old man looked at the battlefield in the distance and said with anger.

The man named Lao Huang is also an old man, but the old man is a little thin and hunched.

"So what? Do you still want to go to this muddy water? You and I are just intermediate ghost kings, even if you go, you can kill that little ghost.

But what should we do if the soldiers come from the trapped city?

It’s better to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight and let them fight, and we can also take the opportunity to expand our territory.”

Lao Huang stood in the void, with an expression on his face that he was not concerned about himself and was hanging high.

"Silly, it's so stupid. If the bald man is trapped in the city, they will defeat each one of them.

Our major counterfeit villages are definitely not their opponents to fight against the trapped city alone, but if they are merged together, even the trapped city will not dare to invade.

If we fight each other now, then wait for them to be incorporated!"

The hunchbacked old man pointed at Lao Huang with the crutch in his hand, showing a look of regret.

"Then what should you do? Let's go up and help? Don't tease, something else..."

"Of course it's not you two, but we are there."

Before Old Huang could finish his words, several more rumbling sounds came from behind him, and then three men and two women gathered in front of them.

"Little Gun Village, Dogtou Mountain Village, Demon King Village, you..."

Lao Huang looked at the Ghost Kings who appeared and couldn't believe his eyes, but this was all true.

"The trapped city is very powerful, and the surrounding five cities have all fallen. Although our major villages are weak, their combined forces are 200,000.

There are nine ghost kings. Even if the trapped city attacks, they have to consider it.

What we need to do is to delay their time. The trapped city is a military place, and hell cannot be left alone.

So I think it will take a few months for hell to be overwhelmed by soldiers, and then we can breathe a sigh of relief.

Now all we need to do is support each other and not let the trapped city take advantage of the opportunity."

The person who spoke was a young man holding a map in his hand and pointed out the levels of several directions to several ghost kings from time to time.

"What, the city cannot be taken away!"

When they heard that the five major cities were taken away, they called Lao Huang's Ghost King and the hunchbacked old man, they were both shocked in an instant.

"Yes, the soldiers and soldiers of the trapped city were divided into five groups, and now the five major cities have been seized.

If they were asked to capture the bald head today, they would still divide troops into five groups to attack our respective villages tomorrow."

The words of the young man made all the ghost kings present look ugly.

"As for this, it seems that there is no other way. Listen to him, save the bald cottage first, and we will discuss it carefully tonight."

Several ghost kings discussed briefly, and finally agreed to the consensus and flew towards the bald clan.

Xiaoqiang stood in the void, waved his hand from time to time, knocking away some ghost generals who were approaching him, while also paying attention to the surrounding situation.

"Don't panic, bald, let's help you."

A loud shout came from the void, and then countless black long swords fell from the sky, directly penetrating the ghost generals surrounding the bald.

After the ghost general was directly pierced by those black long swords, it instantly dispersed and turned into green ghost fires floating in the void.

Xiaoqiang's face also changed at this time. He quickly took out his hoe, his body shook, and became bigger again.

"Who dares to obstruct the work of the trapped city?"

"If you kill you, you are trapped in the city and you are ambition to control the surrounding area thousands of miles away, don't think about it."

The young man's voice sounded over the sky, and then seven ghost shadows condensed in the sky and turned into men and women.

"Seven Ghost Kings?"

Seeing the seven ghost kings, Xiaoqiang could no longer calm down. He retreated six steps back with a serious expression, and then raised the hoe in his hand high.

"Is that true, so what about wolf's ambitions?

You group of mobs wanted to leave some room for you, but now it seems that we are still merciful."

At this time, Xiaoqiang was not afraid, but instead took two steps forward with a smile.

Seeing Xiaoqiang's actions, the ghost kings couldn't help but look at each other and began to communicate in a low voice.

"What kind of support does this little devil have? Is he not afraid to see us? Is he still able to make a move?"

"No, if he had a backup plan, he wouldn't have been forced into such a situation before and would not use it.

The hoe in his hand is the most powerful, so be careful.

Since you are here to help, we will fight quickly so that his reinforcements will not be able to deal with it at that time."

The bald ghost king was rescued by several other ghost kings and felt relieved, and then began to urge him, after all, this time he was in his village.

If Xiaoqiang attracts any helper, even if all his subordinates do not die, most of them will be killed or injured.

"The bald man is right, it is not easy to fight for a long time, and the battle is quick and decisive."

After a few ghosts discussed softly for a while, they rushed towards Xiaobao quickly, and at the same time they each launched their strongest attacks.

For a moment, various ghost weapons were covered with the sky, and the sky was covered with black ghost energy. Within ten miles of black clouds rolled, the white skeleton flew in and out of the ghost energy, constantly colliding towards Xiaoqiang.

Xiaoqiang stood in the black clouds as steady as Mount Tai. From time to time, he waved the hoe in his hand to all directions, and every time he waved it, he would force a ghost king to retreat.

Such seven ghost kings could not get close to him at all, but Xiaoqiang's soul power was limited, and the hoe in his hand was not an ordinary thing, and he would consume its huge soul power every time.

After a while, his soul power became less and less, and the force he swung was getting lighter and lighter, and the steps of the ghost kings approaching him were getting closer and closer.

(End of this chapter)
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