Chapter 244 Boneland Ambush

Style: Fantasy Author: long dreamWords: 2227Update Time: 24/01/12 21:18:54
If he could find it, he might be able to break the curse of Taixuanmen.

Zhou Qiankun kept a careful eye on this matter. When the evil cult incident was over, he would definitely search for it carefully.

While several people were talking, Chu Shenhe did not watch.

He frowned as he looked at the white bones on the ground.

"Uncle Emperor, can you see the murderous intent contained in these bones?"

King Luan of Chu looked at the land of bones and frowned slightly.

It was extremely quiet, and everything was telling something unusual.

However, he couldn't see the clue.

King Luan of Chu glanced at Zhou Qiankun and pondered.

The previous two formations are not Da Chu formations, and the methods among them may also come from outside Da Chu.

He knew in his heart that if the Evil God Sect didn't take the initiative to take action, Zhou Qiankun probably wouldn't be able to do anything.

King Luan of Chu said: "Send a hundred armored men inside to see what they can do."

When Chu Shenhe heard what King Chu Luan said, he nodded and signaled his men to take action immediately.

After a while, a hundred soldiers wearing iron armor stepped into the land of bones.

The actions of these one hundred soldiers also attracted the attention of the ten superpowers.

Zhou Qiankun stared closely at the one hundred soldiers, unwilling to let go of any details.

They moved forward cautiously, holding weapons tightly in their hands and watching everything around them warily.

However, there seemed to be nothing unusual in this land of bones, and it was completely silent.

The soldiers continued deeper, getting closer and closer to the source of the bones.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit them, and the biting chill made them shiver.

At this moment, a powerful murderous aura emanated from the bones and enveloped the entire battlefield.

The soldiers felt an invisible pressure rushing towards them, as if thousands of troops were attacking them.

They unsheathed their swords and prepared to fight.

Within the bones, groups of evil cultivators suddenly rushed out from under the bones and launched an attack on the one hundred soldiers.

The opponent was well prepared and the attack was caught off guard.

In an instant, the one hundred soldiers were killed and their armor was removed, and their bones were stained with blood.

Ten minutes later, none of the hundred soldiers were spared, and the evil cultivators sneaked under the bones one after another, preparing to kill anyone who stepped in rashly again.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Qiankun, Qingyao, Chu Shenhe and others felt incredible.

Chu Shenhe was shocked: "Is it possible that there is no formation here, only evil cultivators lurking in the dark?"

Other powerful people also whispered, their eyes brightening.

If that were the case, it would be much easier to deal with than before.

Without that unknown formation, these evil cultivators would be nothing more than prey.

Everyone glanced at Zhou Qiankun, who shook his head. There was indeed no formation fluctuation just now.

Zhou Qiankun's actions made the top ten superpowers ready to take action, full of fighting spirit, and all wanted to avenge their previous humiliation.

Zhou Qiankun shook his head and said: "We cannot rule out the possibility that the other party is deliberately showing weakness to lure us into it and then activate the formation to catch them all."

Zhou Qiankun's words calmed everyone down, and they knew they couldn't easily fall into each other's trap.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Shenhe said: "In this case, we can first send some strong men deep into the Land of Bones to observe the opponent's actions and confirm whether there is a formation."

Strong men from other forces also agreed. They thought this was a relatively safe method.

He did what he said. This time, Chu Shenhe was very decisive. He said to a monk from the Divine Palace in the direction of the royal army: "General Chang, lead 10,000 troops into it and kill the Evil God Cult people who are ambushing it. Remember. Stay, don’t go deep, just seduce in the outer area and see what the other person does.”

A bearded man came out, wearing silver armor and holding a two-meter-long hand axe. An evil aura lingered on him for a long time.

Chang Wei, a monk in the middle stage of the Divine Palace, was the right lieutenant general of the royal family's 100,000 troops and had great military exploits.

He glanced coldly at the Land of Bones, looking at the corpses of a hundred soldiers, and anger emerged from his eyes.

Chang Wei exhaled a burst of hot air from his nostrils and said angrily: "Yes, Commander, if these despicable people dare to show up, the general will chop off their heads with the silver ax in his hand!"

Chang Wei took the order and stepped into it with 10,000 elite soldiers.

These ten thousand people were well organized and formed a unique battle formation. The auras of the ten thousand people were connected together. The great monk who was as powerful as the peak of the Divine Palace also changed his color slightly.

Looking at their unique battle formation, Zhou Qiankun couldn't help but praise: "They are indeed the elites of the royal family. With the blessing of the battle formation, they can threaten the peak of the divine palace even if they don't reach it."

Immediately, Zhou Qiankun glanced at the 90,000 elite soldiers behind Chu Shenhe.

If these 90,000 people formed a battle formation, they might be able to defeat the gods.

This may be the real confidence of the royal family.

On the eleven spirit boats, everyone concentrated their attention on the ten thousand elites.

Chu Shenhe was setting up a trap, and ten thousand elites were inside. He didn't believe that the other party would be willing to give up such a big piece of meat.

If these 10,000 elites want to be eaten by the Evil God Cult, unless they activate their back-up tactics, relying on the evil cultivators hidden in these bones, they are nothing more than a mantis trying to use their arms as a chariot.

If these ten thousand people successfully break through the defense lines of these evil cultivators, it means that the evil cult really has no trump card.

Everything we do now is just stubborn resistance.

And if there is still a trump card, with the battle formation of 10,000 people, they can resist for a long time.

During this time, enough people outside worked together to rescue them.

Within the bones, a chilling air filled the air.

Under the cavalry of ten thousand troops, no one can defeat him.

Among the bones, hundreds of evil cultivators often attack suddenly, but Chang Wei's attack and defense are integrated and he doesn't give them a chance at all.

Those evil cultivators are often strangled to death as soon as they appear.

Time passed by minute by minute, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Chang Wei led the army to advance ten miles and strangled three thousand evil cultivators.

Until now, there was still no change in the Land of Bones.

Chu Shenhe frowned and said in a low voice: "Is the opponent really out of options?"

On the Shenjian Sect's spirit boat, Qing Yao asked Zhou Qiankun calmly: "What do you think?"

Zhou Qiankun's eyes never left Chang Wei's pace of ten thousand elites, and he shook his head.

"It looks normal, but my gut tells me it's not that simple."

Qing Yao glanced at the major sects and found that the disciples of each major sect were already ready to make a move.

They couldn't bear it when they saw the overwhelming force of the army led by Chang Wei.

However, the elders of the major forces are still trying their best to exercise restraint.

However, it can be seen that the mentality of some elders is slowly changing.

At this moment, the vision suddenly changed.

In front of Chang Wei's army, thirty thousand powerful evil cultivators suddenly appeared.

The leader was a late-stage great cultivator from the Divine Palace, with a bloody aura spreading all over his body, full of murderous intent.

The thirty thousand evil cultivators looked fierce. Looking at Chang Wei's ten thousand elites, there was no fear in their eyes, only madness.