Hongluan Star Domain, four streams of light flew past, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into the depths of the star field.
Underworld Yama was dispatched to help the ghost clan migrate and descended into the sky of Hongluan Star.
A few days later, above a Primeval Great Star, four King Yama from the underworld appeared. They did not rush down and carefully observed the situation of the ghost clan.
"You said, we won't be deceived and then taken over by the whole family, right?" Luo Xingchen looked at Primeval Great Star below, and some began to retreat.
"Is this necessary?"
Mu Qianshang glanced at the former unhappily and said mockingly, "Even if the ghost tribe sets up a trap, they are still waiting for an opportunity to plot against the big shots of the human race. Do you think so?"
"Why am I not a big shot?"
Luo Xingchen heard this and immediately became furious and counterattacked.
On the side, Kaiyang Fourth Crown Prince watched the two people quarreling quietly and did not stop them. This was not the first time these two people had quarreled so much that he blushed and had a thick neck. He was used to it.
"Don't worry, there won't be an ambush."
While the two were arguing, not far away, Ning Chen opened his eyes, withdrew his consciousness, and said calmly, "Before I left, I set up several Time Restriction on this big star. If the aura of another clan appears, I can sense it here."
"Can this still happen?"
Luo Xingchen looked surprised, then coughed lightly and said dissatisfied, "If you had told me earlier, it would have made me so nervous."
"Do you think I would let you come here and take risks without preparation?"
Ning Chen said lightly.
"Haha."
Luo Xingchen smiled awkwardly, which was embarrassing.
"To be on the safe side, you stay here, I will go down first, and you will show up again when I lead all the ghost tribe members away from this big star." Ning Chen said sternly.
"Are you going by yourself?"
Yi Xuanmiao frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid it's wrong. If there is any accident, we may not be able to go to support in time."
"Don't worry."
Ning Chen said calmly, "Even if there is an ambush, I have a way to escape. You can just wait here without any worries."
After saying that, Ning Chen didn't waste any more time. He stepped into the air and flew towards Primeval Great Star below.
On Primeval Great Star, tens of thousands of ghost tribe members gathered together, and the atmosphere was tense. No one knew what was going on.
Ghost King's order, no one dares to disobey it, all the ghost clan members are here, waiting for the follow-up order.
In the void, the figure of Ning Chen descended from the sky. The elders of the ghost clan stepped forward to greet him and saluted respectfully.
"See Your Highness."
"No need to be polite."
Ning Chen glanced at the ghost tribesmen gathered on Primeval Great Star, and said calmly, "Are these all the tribesmen already?"
"Yeah."
In front of the elders of the ghost tribe, Ghost Clan Grand Elder responded with a respectful look, "Our tribe is different from other races. There are not many tribesmen. In the past three months, our tribe has also brought the last members of the Primeval Demonic Realm here, just waiting for His Highness to come."
Ning Chen nodded, looked at the king of ghosts on the bone throne not far away, and said, "Ghost King, are you ready to go?"
"Any time."
On the throne, Ghost King stepped down and said in a hoarse voice.
"Then let's set off." Ning Chen said calmly.
"Let's go!"
Ghost King nodded and gave the order, and the vicissitudes of voice spread throughout Primeval Great Star.
Thousands of ghost tribesmen boarded the chariots. Half an hour later, the chariots took off into the sky and swept towards the boundless starry sky.
Below, the elders of the ghost tribe also set off and rushed to the chariots to escort the tribesmen on their migration.
"Ghost King, please."
The entire ghost clan left. Ning Chen looked at the king of the ghost clan in front of the Bone Throne and said politely.
Ghost King nodded, Ghost Qi spread all over his body, his figure disappeared together with the throne behind him, and reappeared at the front of the team.
On Primeval Great Star, Ning Chen looked back at the empty star behind him, then stepped on it and flew towards the sky.
In the starry sky, there is an astonishing scene, an ancient chariot flies across the sky, and the ghost tribe migrates as a whole, making a desperate move to join the human race.
Behind the ghost clan, Ning Chen followed quietly. Not far away, two figures swept over and appeared in front of Zhiming.
"Is everything going well?" Mu Qianshang asked.
"Yeah."
Ning Chen nodded and said, "Where is Luo Xingchen?"
"Hidden."
Mu Qianshang responded, "His abilities are special, and fighting head-on won't do much. It's better to hide in the dark."
Ning Chen nodded and said, "I will go to the front to lead the way for the ghost clan, and you two will guard the retreat from behind. If anything unusual is discovered, inform each other immediately."
"Understood."
The two responded and their expressions became serious. They knew that this journey might not be peaceful and they had to be careful.
After a few more instructions, Ning Chen didn't stay any longer, and his figure flashed past, heading towards the front of the team.
At the front of the ghost team, Ghost King was sitting on the chariot, looking at the starry sky in front of him, a flash of light flashing in his old eyes.
She doesn't know whether her choice is right or wrong, but the ghost clan can no longer hesitate. In this chaotic world, she must fight for the future of the ghost clan.
This unparalleled genius of the human race is too incredible. Perhaps, he will really have a place among the supreme beings of the human race in the future.
If the ghost clan can become Dragon-Following Vassal, there is no doubt that it will really soar into the sky and get rid of the current dilemma.
In front of the chariot, Ning Chen's figure fell down, looked forward, and said, "I believe that Ghost King will definitely not regret today's decision in the future. After this war, the human race will prosper, and the same will be true for the ghost race."
"I hope so."
On the throne, Ghost King withdrew his gaze from the distance and said with emotion on his face.
In the starry sky, chariots were speeding, and the pressure like a torrent of steel could be clearly felt even from a great distance.
After traveling for more than ten days, the starry sky was silent, nothing happened, and everything went so smoothly that it was unbelievable.
In front of the team, on the chariot, Ning Chen's expression became more and more solemn. He had been too calm along the way and something was wrong.
It's normal for the ghost clan to migrate on such a large scale in one or two days, but other major clans didn't notice it. However, more than ten days have passed and nothing has happened, which is a bit strange.
"Be cautious, something may happen on this last journey."
Ning Chen spoke, and the two people behind him said.
"Yeah."
From behind, Mu Qianshang and Yi Xuanmiao nodded in agreement.
More than a hundred miles away from the ghost team, Luo Xingchen, dressed in gorgeous purple clothes, was following in secret, bored. Suddenly, his expression condensed and he looked towards the east.
Something's wrong, is that?
But at the end of Hongluan Star Domain, Demonic Qi surged, and the auras of powerful demons surged, powerful and heavy.
In front of the demon army, four extremely powerful figures stood quietly, headed by Xuanlie and Xuan Mo, followed by Garuda and Gandharva, waiting for the arrival of the entire ghost clan.
Just before Luo Xingchen discovered the demon army, in front of the ghost team, Ning Chen and Ghost King both felt the aura of the powerful demon in front and immediately stopped the team from moving forward.
What was supposed to come came, but I didn't expect that it would be Heavenly Demon Royal Clan himself.
"Ghost King, Xuanlie and Xuan Mo, you choose one."
On the chariot, Ning Chen looked at the two strongest people in front of the demon army and said.
"I have long heard that the Foremost Palm Under Heaven is amazingly powerful, but I have never had the chance to learn from him. Today, I have just fulfilled my wish."
As he spoke, Ghost King stood up from the bone throne, and the powerful Ghost Qi surged out, shaking the stars in the anime sky.
From behind the team, a stream of light came across, Mu Qianshang, Yi Xuanmiao swept over, looking at the army of demons in front, their true energy surged, ready to respond to the enemy at any time.
"Xuanlie and Xuan Mo are handed over to me and Ghost King. You deal with Gandharva and Garuda. Be careful. "Everyone at Eight Legions is a rare strong person in the world. Regarding their situation, I have told you, don't be careless." The war is about to start, Ning Chen warned again and again.
"Understood."
Mu Qianshang, Yi Xuanmiao responded, the long sword was in its scabbard and the sword was ringing softly.
"There are so many swordsmen. It's a pity that Xuanqi didn't arrive because of something else. Otherwise, he should be very happy."
In front of the demon army, Xuanlie stepped forward and looked at the two unfamiliar faces in front of him, with a cold smile on his face.
Behind him, Xuan Mo was silent. The saber on his waist was hidden in the sheath. Before the sword was unsheathed, Wang Wei was already shocking the world.
"Kill, leave no one behind!"
Not wanting to say any more nonsense, Xuanlie issued an order to kill.
"Yes!"
Behind the four demons, thousands of strong demons took the order. Without any hesitation, they swept out and killed the ghost team in front.
"Grand Elder, lead your people with all your strength to break out of the siege. Don't worry about other things."
In front of the throne, Ghost King spoke in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
On the chariots, the ghost clan elders emerged and took orders.
"Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, life or death depends on fate, Prince Xuanlie, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Ghost King walked out and first stopped the demon Third Prince Xuanlie. He was Ghost Qi surging and his momentum was not inferior to the latter.
"King of the ghost clan, your choice is too stupid."
Xuanlie sneered, turned his hands Condensing Essence, Demonic Qi was swirling around, and the earth-shaking Demonic Might kept gathering from all directions.
"Whether you are stupid or not will be decided later."
When the war started, Ghost King gathered together and Ghost Qi surged like waves in the sky, preparing to face the strongest enemy in this life.
Not far from the battle, Mu Qianshang and Yi Xuanmiao faced off against Garuda and Gandharva respectively, and Underworld Yama and Heavenly Demon Eight Legions faced each other for the first time.
And in the last place, Ning Chen and Xuan Mo met old friends. This time, they were no longer friends who drank and talked happily.
"The day has finally come, Thirteenth Prince, please give me a move."
The position has changed, and thousands of words are now meaningless. Xuan Mo looked at the familiar face in front of him, sighed softly, held the knife in his right hand, and slowly pulled it out.
"Please!"
As the last courtesy before the fight between life and death, Ning Chen felt no more waves in his heart, Demonic Qi surged around his body, and Ghost Sword took hold of it, his murderous intent fully revealed.
After a moment, the two figures appeared at the same time, and their swords clashed, cutting off all the feelings of the past.
"Boom!"
On the battlefields everywhere, eight king-level warriors were fighting at the top, but after hearing an earth-shattering earthquake, Demonic Qi, Sword Qi, and Ghost Qi surged in all directions, and the war started, and the situation had become intense.
The battle between the eight kings was more than a hundred miles away. A pair of cynical eyes turned cold at this moment. Star marks filled the bow and four arrows appeared at the same time.