All nine empresses betrayed me, why am I crying after being reborn as a saint?

"It was all done by the Ghost Clan!" The guards' voices began to tremble, but they were still very afraid that the Holy Son of the Ghost Clan would come and cause trouble, so they only dared to say that it was done by the Ghost Clan, and did not dare to mention the Holy Son.

"What a joke! The people of the ghost clan are becoming more and more arrogant!" After hearing these words, the elder suddenly became very angry, and a hint of murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.

"Give him some pills first, and you guys take good care of Xiaolin." Chang handed several bottles of pills to the disciples around him.

"Everyone else, come with me. We must go to the ghost tribe to ask for an explanation about this matter. Otherwise, others will look down on our holy land."

The elder's face began to become very angry. He then waved his hand to the back and led the remaining disciples directly into the city in a hurry.

"This is really the end. As far as I know, this elder from the Holy Land has always been very well-known for protecting his children, and his style of doing things is also very bad-tempered."

"Now that the Ghost Clan has injured the disciples of the Holy Land in front of so many people, if these two families start to cause trouble, the trouble that will arise will definitely be huge."

The people who witnessed what just happened seemed to feel a little bit of fear, but also a little bit of excitement.

What makes them excited is that if two such powerful forces confront each other, the battle scene that would take place at that time would be something that ordinary people like them would never be able to see casually.

But what makes them feel a little scared is that fortunately they did not offend any of those forces, otherwise they would be in real trouble!

After all, these two forces are absolutely powerful. If you anger any one of them, it will be a very desperate thing for ordinary people.

At this moment, the local king was discussing the specific details of this martial arts competition with many ministers. You should know that before the martial arts competition starts, a meeting is also held to draw opponents from each sect.

At this time, Wang and everyone else were worrying about tomorrow's arrangements. You know, the strength of every sect participating in this martial arts competition should not be underestimated, and all positions must be arranged very properly.

Sometimes, if the sects have a bad relationship, they must not be arranged together, otherwise the atmosphere of the entire meeting will become very strange.

It is precisely because there are so many things that need to be paid attention to that many people feel very headache.

"Something bad has happened, my king. It seems that the people from the ghost tribe and the holy land are about to fight!" At this moment, one of them suddenly walked in from outside and reported in a panic.

After hearing this, the king suddenly stood up from his seat with a look of great panic on his face, "This kind of thing happened!"

You know, in order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, he had taken a lot of precautions before, but he didn't expect that it would still happen in the end!

"Where is it? Take me there quickly!"

The king quickly walked to the back, and at the same time reminded the people around him, "And send some strong men over, and also call all the guards over!"

By the time the king arrived at his destination, the people from the Holy Land and the Ghost Clan had already been confronting each other on the streets, and a tense look was revealed on both sides' faces.

"All irrelevant people, get out!" After the king gave this order, the guards nearby immediately stepped forward and rounded up all the onlookers. In the end, only two groups of people, the ghost clan and the holy land, were left on the huge street.

"So what exactly do you want to do?" The king frowned slightly, looking at the elders of the holy land and the holy son of the ghost clan who were walking in the front of the two groups.

"If you want to ask, you should ask them. You know, they were the ones who injured our people for no reason. Our Holy Land is definitely not that easy to bully. We must let them give us an explanation!"

By then, his face would be filled with rage, and he would stare at the ghosts in front of him with wide eyes, wishing he could knock all of them to the ground and make them beg for mercy.

If the host had not been here, he would have probably already started taking action at this moment.

"So what is going on?" The king looked at the ghosts with some curiosity.

"It's just that there were a few blind guys in the guards who were too suggestive, so I just taught them a lesson for you. It's not a big deal."

The Holy Son of the Ghost Clan lay lazily on the chair, surrounded by the people of the Ghost Clan, and his style of behavior seemed extremely arrogant.

After hearing these words, the king immediately understood what had happened, especially when he discovered that the Son of God was still in the carriage and had no intention of getting off.

"I believe you should be very clear that everyone must get off the carriage and walk after entering this city. We were just trying to stop them from the side, and then we were beaten by this guy!"

At this moment, among the crowd, the guards who had experienced all these things squeezed in with great difficulty and began to make accusations.

"Holy Son, since you were the first to violate the rules of this city, you must give an explanation to the elders of the holy land and me!"

After hearing this, the king frowned slightly, then waved his hand to the rear. At the same time, several thousand guards rushed up and surrounded the group of ghosts in front of them.

"I don't know that we, the ghost tribe, never need to give anyone a reason for what we do."

After seeing this situation, the Holy Son of the Ghost Clan curled up his lips in a cold sneer. He actually ignored the people around him and wanted to leave the area directly.

After seeing this situation, the elder did not hesitate at all and decisively extended a hand forward.

"If you want to escape like this, you have to ask my hand for permission!" The storm emitted by the elder's hand was very clever. As soon as he went out, a sound of breaking through the air was immediately produced over the entire street.

When the Son of God saw this situation, a cruel smile appeared on his face.