As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Heng waved his hand suddenly, and a large amount of spiritual energy swept towards that place in an instant.

"No! This momentum is so strong..." The three polygonal ghosts hiding nearby using the invisibility spell felt a terrible wind blowing in their faces, and immediately appeared and dispersed with a little panic.

"Boom!" Guan Heng's wooden spiritual energy hit a huge rock that was close to the other party, causing it to split into pieces. Countless gravels burst into bombs and rushed towards the ghost clan members.

"Brother, be careful!" The strong man from the polygonal ghost clan, Quek roared and stopped in front of the other two companions, and suddenly showed his ghost-headed giant blade and swung it down fiercely.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Every time the ghost-headed giant blade shattered a piece of gravel, Quec was forced to take a step back, his face getting ugly. Just as he desperately knocked away the last stone, he finally opened his mouth and sprayed a large mouth of blood mist: "Puff——"

"Pu!" Quec knelt on the ground with his knees, and the Kui Lan and the ghost clan followers rushed forward and helped him up.

Guan Heng glanced at them, then said coldly: "Poliohorned monster? I have never seen a race like you in the ancient land of the Southern Wilderness. Where did you come from? What's the purpose of hiding here in sneaky light? Let's be honest."

"Damn it, who wants to tell you!" The injured Quec was so angry that his eyes were so angry that he pushed his companion away with his hands, as if he was still very dissatisfied.

"I, Quek, is the number one warrior of the polygonal ghost tribe, how could I defeat a wooden man like you? This is impossible!! Uhhhhh--"

The humiliation of frustration made the strong man of the polygonal ghost tribe lose his mind. He shook the giant ghost blade in his palm and rushed towards Guan Heng, then waved his weapons to slash at Guan Heng on his head: "Huh!"

"Overbial power!" Guan Heng said lightly, and at the same time, he quickly stretched out his fingers, "Bang!" In an instant, he steadily clamped the opponent's sharp blade.

"Uh?!" The strong man from the polygonal ghost clan was stunned when he saw this, and then waved his other fist with a ferocious face, "Wow!" In an instant, a burst of spiritual energy surrounded his arm fists, and then rushed towards Guan Heng's face: "Ghost Roar Fist!"

"Aoao!" In the blink of an eye, the fist turned into a roaring ghost head phantom. The object opened his bloody mouth and wanted to bite Guan Heng's head off directly.

"Ha, this is a bit interesting." As soon as Guan Heng finished speaking, he suddenly pointed like a knife. The moment when the wood spiritual energy suddenly appeared, he swept the ghost head phantom with the wind. "Crack!" As the sound of light rose, the phantom was cut into two pieces and disintegrated in an instant.

"What?!" Seeing that his ghost roaring fist was resolved by the enemy, Quec looked extremely ugly. Guan Heng suddenly slashed his arm with a palm, "Dang clang!" The giant ghost head blade held by the other party fell to the ground.

"Catch it!" Guan Heng was never polite to the guy who dared to attack him on his own initiative, and gave a casual capture order. "Huh Huh Huh!" He said it quickly. At that time, the big ghost and the baby white ghost all appeared, and instantly grabbed Quek's hands and feet, and forced him to the ground.

"This strong man, please don't hurt my brother, you have something to say." Seeing that his compatriots were in trouble, Kui Lan was so scared that she was so scared that she hurriedly shouted: "We have no malice, please observe clearly."

"Is that true? Then let me tell you about your identity, origin and purpose first, and let me judge this." Guan Heng said lightly: "But, you'd better not hide anything, otherwise the outcome would not be much better than that guy."

"That guy?" Kui Lan felt a little confused when he heard it, but at the next moment, something suddenly fell from the air, smashing the nearby ground to the point of cracking, and four bullets of earth and rocks flew.

The three polygonal ghosts looked closely and were so scared that they were dumbfounded. It turned out that the falling object was the unlucky bloodthirsty bird king's head, which had been frozen into ice by the unstoppable ice dragon.

"Hahaha, the fight just now was so exciting. It's a pity that this bone bird couldn't stand my few moves and was done."

"Hu——" As soon as the words in the air finished, the ice dragon had already flew back to Guan Heng. When it saw Guan Heng capture a multi-horned ghost tribe, it asked curiously: "Who are these guys? Could it be the enemy?"

"It's an enemy or a friend yet. I just found them hiding nearby sneakily." Guan Hengman said carelessly: "So he was planning to ask about the situation and make plans."

"Hmph, these guys have more horns on their heads than me, so they are definitely not good things." Bing Jiao glanced at several ghost tribe members and immediately suggested: "Just kill them all."

"Uh?!" Hearing this, Kui Lan almost fell to the ground in anger. He thought to himself, "Would you be so cruel? Just because we have five horns on our heads, you only have one horns, so we deserve to be killed?"

But at this moment, Guan Heng said, "Don't worry, killing them is not a matter of touching your fingers. I just want to hear the purpose of the other party coming here. Hello, let me tell you quickly."

After saying that, the big ghosts let go of the captured Kui Wang first. Anyway, Guan Heng had seen this guy's strength. Although he had some fierce brute force, he was not worth mentioning in front of himself and the ghosts and the Ice Dragon.

After seeing the other party's extremely perverted ability, Kui Yi became honest. After all, he was just a little reckless, not an idiot, and had three parts of self-knowledge.

At this moment, Kui Lan also told the origin of his brothers that the polygonal ghost clan they came from belonged to a race called the "Wan Ghost Realm".

The Wangui Realm is a different world with many different ghost tribes' lives. There, in order to seize survival resources and territory, competition is fierce, and families of various races often have fierce battles. Over time, it will suffer great losses to everyone.

Until three thousand years ago, the patriarchs and elders of various races considered that if they continued to use internal friction, they would cause great damage to all races in the Ten Thousand Ghost Realm. So after discussion, they decided not to engage in large-scale tribal wars, but to change to the triennial "Ten Thousand Ghost Realm Competition".

The so-called Ten Thousand Ghosts Competition is that each tribe and forces select a small number of elite strong men to fight fiercely, and use this to decide to draw the top ten ghost tribes, and give priority to resources and territory.

And the other weak tribes will become inferior tribes and be bullied and enslaved. There is nothing we can do about this. Who says that your skills are inferior to others?

The Ten Thousand Ghost Realm is called the strong, and the Polygonal Ghost Clan has not entered the top ten in the past hundred years, so they have been very unsatisfactory. They tried their best to enhance their clan's strength, but unfortunately the effect is very small.

After reading the secret information of this clan, I found a way to enhance the strength of the polygonal ghost tribe. The main material is the internal organs and bones of the Red Heart White Raccoon.

"So that's the case. Your target is also Bairacá..."
Chapter completed!