Wang Xiaoqiang shouted out a sentence, startling the Ghost King and his followers. They didn't know where Wang Xiaoqiang got his courage from.

The Ghost King looked surprised, his gaze swept over Xiao Mei, who was being held by Wang Xiaoqiang, then fixed on Wang Xiaoqiang himself, his pupils constricted into needle-like points, and he sneered, saying:

"Wang Xiaoqiang, don't think that because I'm concerned about Xiao Mei's safety, I won't dare to act against you. If you think that, you're truly mistaken!"

Wang Xiaoqiang replied with a cold sneer, "Hmph, Ghost King, Xiao Mei is your daughter and also my woman. I, Wang Xiaoqiang, have always been the most protective and never allow my woman to be harmed..."

Saying this, Wang Xiaoqiang willed it, surprisingly throwing Xiao Mei into the Sumeru, then sneered, "Ghost King, now, do you still think I'm relying on Xiao Mei?"

Seeing this, all the ghost cultivators present were stunned, obviously not expecting Wang Xiaoqiang to store the hostage Xiao Mei into a storage ring for protection!

While surprised, they were also filled with admiration for Wang Xiaoqiang. Although he is a human cultivator, his courage and bravery deserve their respect.

Even the Ghost King showed a trace of surprise at this moment, no longer harboring a hint of disdain for Wang Xiaoqiang, and with a wave of his hand, he snapped, "Kill him!"

As soon as the word "kill" was spoken, a loud boom occurred, and thousands of ghost cultivators moved with a roar, attacking Wang Xiaoqiang from all directions.

Wang Xiaoqiang willed it, and the Patterned Beast flew off his back, letting out a roar that scattered several ghost cultivators before landing beneath Wang Xiaoqiang's feet.

Leaping onto the beast's back, Wang Xiaoqiang released his Divine Sense in a sweep, and those ghost cultivators caught in it immediately slowed down a bit, and the movements of those who had already acted also became sluggish...

Wang Xiaoqiang wielded the War God Hammer with a swing, a loud boom echoed, wind and thunder exploded, and the shockwave from the War God Hammer shot out in a fan shape, immediately sending dozens of ghost cultivators flying out, screaming miserably as they spat blood and died.

The alien blood energy inside Wang Xiaoqiang continuously spurred him, making his qi strength double that of usual, which was also why Wang Xiaoqiang dared to challenge the Ghost King and thousands of ghost cultivators.

After swinging the hammer once, Wang Xiaoqiang almost without any energy accumulation swung the hammer again with a backhand, the air vibrating, wind and thunder exploding, this swing directly hit the dozen or so ghost cultivators attacking from behind.

Boom boom boom boom...

Any ghost cultivator struck by the War God Hammer was like being hit by a bomb, their bodies shattered, and flesh and blood flew, almost without a sound, completely obliterated in both form and spirit.

Two swings, slain over a hundred people!

It forcibly halted the ghost cultivators who surged forward.

The Ghost King stared intently at Wang Xiaoqiang, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief!

Obviously, he couldn't believe that a cultivator of the Fourth Body of the Immortal Sage could possess such powerful lethality,

He had previously sparred with Wang Xiaoqiang in the Five Spirit Sect and thought Wang Xiaoqiang was astonishingly talented, but certainly not as powerful as now,

How could a cultivator of the Fourth Soldier Realm of the Immortal Sage exert such tremendous power?!

He could actually instantly kill ghost generals, and en masse, with a single hammer, he could take the lives of dozens of ghost generals, something the Ghost King himself couldn't achieve.

Little did he know, Wang Xiaoqiang's qi cultivation had reached the Fourth Soldier Realm of the Immortal Sage, his body refining cultivation also reached the Vajra Body Fourth Layer, and his divine sense had just made a massive breakthrough, the Power of Divine Consciousness doubled, almost comparable to an Immortal King,

Furthermore, the hammer in his hand was no ordinary magic treasure; it was the War God Hammer,

This hammer, in the hands of others, wouldn't even be able to be swung, only a body refining master with a Vajra Body Fourth Layer like Wang Xiaoqiang could wield it effectively. Plus, without the continuous urging of alien blood energy within him, he wouldn't be able to wield it so easily and freely.

In other words, if this War God Hammer were in someone else's hands, it wouldn't be an immensely powerful magic treasure but rather a burden.

The Ghost King originally thought that with numerical superiority, he was certain to win, but he didn't anticipate that Wang Xiaoqiang's power was too shocking. When the disparity in power is too great, numbers become a meaningless string, unable to play any role, ultimately just becoming a pile of cannon fodder.

But with the arrow on the string, you have to let it go. At the very least, he had to snatch Xiao Mei back from Wang Xiaoqiang's hands, she was his daughter, and if he couldn't even protect his daughter, how could he face being the leader of the Ghost Territory in the future?

Thinking this way, the Ghost King swung his sleeve, and the ghost lantern flew out with a whoosh from his wide sleeve, flashing with light, the ghost lantern lit itself and hovered in front of the Ghost King, emitting a sinister ghost fire.

At the moment the ghost lamp was lit, corpse qi from all directions began to gather towards the ghost lamp.

The Ghost King's eyes flashed, he reached out and grabbed the ghost lamp, then spat towards Wang Xiaoqiang, with a whoosh, the ghost lamp's fire burst, and a streak of yin fire shot out from the lamp flame.

The streak of yin fire was purple and ghostly, resembling a purple arrow as thick as a finger, shooting straight towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang was fiercely battling the ghost cultivators, unable to respond to the fire arrow launched by the Ghost King, so he willed it, deploying the Three-Layered Golden Shell from within to protect his whole body.

Poof!

The fire arrow struck Wang Xiaoqiang's first layer of the golden shell, shattering it.

Poof!

The second layer of the golden shell was also shattered.

Bam!

Finally, when the fire arrow struck the third layer of the golden shell, it was bounced off.

The Ghost King stared at the fire arrow that was rebounded, his gaze focusing as he released the ghost lamp, swinging his arms repeatedly, the corpse qi rushing even faster towards the ghost lamp from all sides. With the substantial supply of corpse qi, the ghost lamp suddenly brightened, growing from the size of a soybean to the size of a fist...

The Ghost King stretched out his hand again, grabbing the ghost lamp, then pointed it towards Wang Xiaoqiang, a sinister killing intent flashing across his face. He then spat towards the fist-sized ghost lamp flame...

Whoosh!

A thick streak of yin fire separated from the lamp flame, forming a rocket thicker than before, shooting towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Poof poof... poof... bam!

A series of explosive sounds rang out, the three layers of Wang Xiaoqiang's external golden shell were all shattered, and finally, the rocket struck Wang Xiaoqiang's chest, getting bounced off by the fourth layer of the golden shell beneath.

"Huh? What's going on? Even that couldn't harm him??" The Ghost King stared at the rocket that was bounced off, his eyes narrowing once more, his face showing a few traces of shock and frustration.

Wang Xiaoqiang wielded the War God Hammer while furiously smashing the endlessly charging ghost cultivators, feeling secretly worried inside,

The Ghost King's ghost lantern, which was unremarkable at the Five Spirit Sect, had its power inexplicably amplified several times over in the corpse qi-rich Ghost Territory, even breaking through his Three-Layered Golden Shell. If it released an even thicker rocket beam again, he would truly be unable to defend against it.

While Wang Xiaoqiang was silently worried, the Ghost King was indeed desperately condensing corpse qi, sustaining the ghost lamp flame,

The ghost lamp flame under his command grew to the size of a bowl at this moment, the large purple ghostly flame head appearing quite eerie.

"Die, Wang Xiaoqiang!" The Ghost King let out a low shout, spat out, and instantly the ghost lamp flame head quivered, a rocket as thick as a child's arm shot out from the flame, exploding the air, and speeding towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

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