The southern wilderness is the habitat of the ghost tribe.

Although the ghost clan in Xianwu Continent is fundamentally different from the ghost clan in Jiuyou Land, the environment is similar.

To be precise, the geographical conditions of the Southern Wilderness are a bit like the weakened version of the Nine Netherlands.

There was a biting scent in the air.

Almost all people living here have practiced the ghost clan’s martial arts.

Although the overall strength is slightly weaker than the demon race, its strength cannot be underestimated.

It is enough to compete with the immortals and the gods.

After all, humans are respected in the Xianwu Continent.

The Immortals and Gods were indeed extremely powerful millions of years ago.

But over the years, it has gradually weakened.

The form of the ghost monk is no different from that of humans, but the aura on his body is a bit weird and gloomy, making people shudder.

The people living here, without exception, are all cultivators, and the weakest ones also have the cultivation level of Qi Refining Realm.

Nether City, a city full of gloomy aura.

It is the holy city of the ghost clan. Like the demon clan, the powerful people from the holy searching realm of the ghost clan are also gathered here.

At this time, more than a dozen high-level ghost clan masters from the Holy Search Realm were sitting in the conference room discussing.

Sitting at the first seat was an old man with gray hair, deep eye sockets, shriveled skin, and looking like he was in his eighties and nineties.

On both sides of him, more than a dozen powerful men from the Saint Search Realm were relatively young, with extremely strong ghost aura on their bodies.

"What do you think about the human race attacking the Western Wilderness?"

The old man at the top seemed to want to open his eyes, but in the end he still hung his head with force and looked drowsy.

It gives people a feeling of being silly.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

The old guy in front of him who looked almost dead was a super strong man at the ninth level of the Holy Realm, and he was only over four million years old.

And a strong man in the ninth level of the Holy Realm can live 5.5 million years. Even if he cannot live to the limit, it will be no problem for five million years!

In other words, it is still a million years before the limit, which is very early.

If you really fight, you will definitely be alive.

"The demon clan has always been intimate with my ghost clan. Since humans attacked the Western Wilderness, we naturally cannot stand by and watch." A powerful ghost clan in the eighth level of the Holy Realm said. He was intimate with a strong man from the demon clan, so he naturally stood from the other party's perspective.

Besides, what he said is right. The demon clan has a good relationship with the ghost clan. Although he dare not say that he is as close as a family, he is still an ally after all.

Now that the demon clan is in trouble, their ghost clan cannot stand by and watch, right?

"The demon clan is stronger than us. If even they are not an opponent, it would be useless for our powerful ghost clan to come over."

"Do you have to watch the demons suffer severe damage?"

"Although the demon clan and our ghost clan are allies, they are not from the same clan after all. If our ghost clan suffers severe damage because of the demon clan, how can you bear it? Adam, are you still the top leader of our ghost clan?" The speaker looked at the first man who spoke with sharp eyes.

His name is Asimu, and he is also a powerful man at the eighth level of the Holy Realm.

But the two didn't deal with each other.

Moreover, when it comes to dealing with the demon clan, his attitude is undoubtedly obviously biased towards the ghost clan itself.

"Aximu, you-"

Adam slammed the table directly and glared.

"What? Want to fight?"

"I'll fight if I'm afraid of you!"

"Go out and have a fight!"

"Just do it!"

The top-level strong men at the two major horoscopes of the Holy Realm and the Immortal Martial Continent have no image of a strong man. They rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight.

The senior executives of the ghost clan around them couldn't stand it anymore.

They all spoke to dissuade them.

"alright!"

At the critical moment, the old man had to speak, and two powerful men from the eighth level of the Saint Search Realm, Adam and Asimu, became honest on the spot.

"What you both said makes sense. The demon clan is an ally of my ghost clan, so assistance is definitely needed." The old man said.

"Great Elder!"

Asimum's face changed.

The reason why he opposed it was not only because he sang against Adam, but also because he knew the dangers in it.

Although the strength of the ghost clan has not been weak for millions of years, it is still much weaker than that of the demon clan, demon clan and human clan.

Now that the demons are in crisis, the ghosts who are weaker than them are involved, isn’t that going to let the mermaid meat?

The first old man waved his hand, "Aximu, I know what you want to say and understand your concerns, but my ghost clan and the demon clan are not only allies, but also my lips and teeth are cold. If the demon clan is destroyed, the end of our ghost clan may also come."

As soon as these words came out, all the high-level ghost tribes' expressions changed.

The old man opened a gap in his eyes hard and chuckled, "You should know in your heart that although we are called ghost clans, in fact, we can only be considered ghost cultivators. There is still a fundamental difference compared to the real ghost clan. If you want to become a real ghost clan, the demon clan cannot be destroyed. Do you understand?"

"Great Elder, you mean-"

Everyone's faces changed, and his eyes showed an intriguing ecstasy look.

"Yes, the time is coming, and it will only take a hundred years at most. So, before this day comes, whether it is the demon or our ghost tribe, you must survive well. Only when you survive can you be qualified to participate in the next thing."

Speaking of this, even though the old man opened a slit of his eyes, Asimu and the others still clearly felt the fanaticism revealed in his eyes.

Asim and the others didn't find it strange, in fact, even they were the same.

Now that their cultivation has reached the saint search realm, why do they still have to stay in this Immortal Martial Continent?

You should know that compared with the entire universe of heaven, the Xianwu Continent is just a thunderbolt.

Moreover, because of the ancient battle, there was a problem with the rules of the Heavenly Dao of the Xianwu Continent, and the ninth level of the Saint Realm was already the limit.

For millions of years, only one person has transcended the holy realm and reached a new level.

But in the end, he was both injured because of the extraordinary saint-like strong man from the demon clan.

Since then, the battle between the human race and the demon race in the Xianwu Continent has ended.

At least there was no more terrifying fight.

And those of them who stayed in the Xianwu Continent, which lacked the rules of the Heavenly Dao, naturally could not have had nothing to do.

On the one hand, I was worried that the race here would be destroyed, and on the other hand, it was also for that matter.

A hundred years is a lifetime for ordinary humans.

But for those who are the powerful people who are seeking the holy realm, at best, they can only close the skills.

So when they heard this news, they were a little uneasy.

"Great Elder, since that thing will have a result within a hundred years, then the so-called Great Zhou Empire's purpose of attacking the Western Wasteland at this time seems intriguing!" A man at the peak of the eighth level of the Saint Search Realm looked at the old man and said.
Chapter completed!