Chapter 513: Battlefield

Three Jindan-level venomous snakes, each as huge as an elephant and with incredibly fast speed, were chasing up from behind.

Withering into the purple-black poisonous fog, he cast a spell, encouraged the fog, and rolled over along the ground.

Wulan held a poisonous spear in his hand and kept patrolling outside, throwing it from time to time, and almost every time he was able to take the lives of the soldiers.

There is poisonous fog in front, venomous snakes behind, and Jindan barbarian cultivators invading from both sides. The Three Generals' Camp is like a black bear stepping into an ambush circle and is being besieged on all sides.

Zhang Hei finally couldn't bear it anymore. Veins popped up on his neck and he was furious: "What a bunch of scoundrels!"

He brandished the black snake spear in his hand and directly activated the military tactics contained in the weapon.

Art of War - The army is approaching! The military strength of the three generals' camps and his own mana dropped by 40% in an instant, and they condensed into black water soldiers.

The soldiers burst out like a tide, gushing out and rushing in all directions.

The soldiers crashed into the purple-black poisonous fog. Although they melted away one by one, they also offset a large amount of the poisonous fog, causing the poisonous fog around the Three Generals' Camp to quickly dissipate, and the sky became clear, allowing the Three Generals' Camp to temporarily escape from the crisis.

The soldiers continued to rush towards Kaoye, and Kaoye felt a strong sense of oppression, forcing him to retreat again and again.

Wulan cried out and wandered around, feeling the invisible pressure crushing him. He struggled to resist this huge force and had to retreat.

His face turned purple, and the poisonous spear in his hand kept throwing and condensing.

However, these spears were pressed to the ground by an invisible force halfway in their flight and had no effect.

More soldiers rushed towards the three golden elixir-level venomous snakes like a huge dark wave.

The big snake hissed, opened its mouth, and swallowed up soldiers one by one. Its tail swept across, blasting a series of soldiers and clearing out a large area of ​​space.

The soldiers' weapons stabbed the snake, leaving wounds. From the wounds, large amounts of venom gushed out, covering the nearby soldiers and dissolving and poisoning them on the spot.

Although the soldiers were no match for the venomous snake, they had the advantage in numbers, and they kept coming one after another.

The Venom Snake's momentum was successfully frozen, and its size slowly shrank as the battle intensified. Its aura also continued to drop from its peak.

"General Zhang is mighty!"

"Alas!"

The real soldiers of the Three Generals' Camp cheered, their morale was maintained, and their military strength began to recover faster.

When Wulan saw this, he became indignant and his face was full of resentment.

Poison technique - poison thorns pierce the heart! Wulan stretched out his five fingers, clenched them, and once again used his magic power to condense a poison spear, which he grabbed in his palm.

But this time the poison spear was much smaller than the previous spear, like a chopstick.

Wu Lan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He stared at the three generals' camp with a ferocious look and bloodshot eyes.

A large number of soldiers from the three general camps came into his sight.

Wulan stretched out his left palm.

His palm was pitch black, and blood shone from the lines on his palm. The blood flowed and gathered in the center of his palm, turning into the shape of a heart.

Wulan tightly grasped the small poison spear in his right hand, and then stabbed it hard into his left palm.

The poison spear was aimed at the bloody heart in the palm of his hand and pierced through it directly.

Wu Lan's expression remained unchanged, he just groaned.

Compared to him, many soldiers covered their chests and screamed miserably because of the severe pain.

They often just let out a cry before falling to the ground and dying from the poison.

Without any attack, the strange and tragic deaths of their comrades around them frightened many soldiers. The morale of the three generals' camps was shaken.

Wulan pierced his palm with the poison spear, then immediately pulled out the poison spear and stabbed it into his left palm for the second time.

Blood splattered and severe pain came again.

The soldiers of the three generals' camps also suffered casualties again.

Wulan kept piercing his left palm, his movements were agile and his expression was fierce. His previously frowned brows gradually relaxed.

The severe pain continued to come, and he quickly adapted, from endurance to enjoyment.

There were more than a dozen holes on his left palm, and the entire palm was almost pierced.

The results of the battle he caused were the highest so far, with at least eighty soldiers killed.

"Poisonous heart?!" Liu Er took two approaches at the same time, mobilizing his spiritual awareness and talent at the same time, and only then did he find the cause of their deaths from the corpses.

A feeling of powerlessness rose in his heart.

It was extremely difficult for him to defend against such a strange attack with his own defensive measures alone.

Talent——A stunning purple beard! Guan Hong attacked brazenly.

He activated the Red-Faced Blood Tribulation Sutra frantically, and his whole body was glowing with blood.

The blood was so red that it looked purple.

The purple light was so dazzling that it directly shone on Wu Lan, causing his movements to stop in an instant.

The art of war - go straight to the point!

This is the military strategy that comes with the Blood Dragon Sword, which allows Guan Hong to launch an offensive directly and often seize the initiative.

This is the advantage of mastering a weapon!

The blood-red blade light condensed into shape and rushed in front of Wulan at lightning speed.

"Oops!" Ulan's expression was frozen, but his emotions were still changing.

An intense panic swept through his body.

But the next moment, the venom lingered around his feet and quickly turned into a spherical barrier to provide him with additional protection.

Talent—Thousands of whiskers reflecting blood!

Guan Hong glared angrily, and several strands of his eight-foot beard were broken off.

Several long whiskers turned into large amounts of blood essence and were directly poured into the Blood Dragon Sword.

The aura of the Blood Dragon Sword surged violently, causing the blood-colored blade light to become even stronger and sharper.

The blood dragon's blade pierced through the pitch-black venom barrier, and then with its remaining force, it split Ulan in half!

"Ulan" also turned into two pools of poisonous water and then fell to the ground.

Guan Hong was originally determined to win, but now his attack failed and he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

The next moment, Ulan was squeezed out from a nearby pool of poisonous rain.

He was soaked all over and knelt on the ground, staring at Guan Hong again, his face full of shock.

Just now, he had almost no power to resist Guan Hong.

Guan Hong's talents work together to unleash an ultimate offensive in an instant, which is often difficult to resist.

Wulan thought to himself that his combat power was quite considerable at the Jindan level.

But at this moment, when he compared himself with Guan Hong, he immediately found that the latter was much stronger than himself!

Guan Hong didn't look at him, but looked at Tu Ming in the distance.

The one who just rescued Wulan was the Poison-bellied High Priest of the Hundred Poison Tribe!

Tu Ming is seven feet tall, has a bronze complexion and a strong body.

He was wearing animal skins, barefoot, and the remains of a giant snake were wrapped around his body.

A large number of snake bones and viper scales make up many accessories that decorate his entire body.

Around his neck, there was a necklace with snake fangs and many poison sacs hanging from it.

Since the beginning of the battle, Tu Ming has seen the new combat power of the Three Generals' Camp, and he knows that he will not be able to easily defeat this enemy force unless he uses some trump cards and pays some price.

So he pulled a poison sac off the necklace and infused magic power into it.

The poison sac was restored to the size of a palm and held in the hand of the Poison Belly High Priest.

His five fingers pressed on the poison sac and kneaded it continuously.

As the poison sac was rubbed, it slowly exhaled a yellow-brown poisonous gas.

Poison technique - rotten flesh sores!

The poisonous gas spread rapidly, and no matter what means the three generals and Ning Zhuo used, they could not expel it completely.

Soon, several wisps of poisonous gas were inhaled into the soldiers' nasal cavities.

The poisoned soldiers howled in agony and tore their skin.

Poisonous sores appeared on their skin, which were extremely itchy.

But after scratching, the boil will continue to leak pus, eroding the surrounding healthy skin and greatly expanding the boil.

The poisonous sores quickly spread throughout the body, causing large areas of the soldiers' skin and flesh to fester, exposing their white bones, and they died tragically on the spot.

Even the three generals felt itchy all over their bodies and poisonous sores gradually appeared.

Liu, Guan and Zhang immediately used their own methods to try to treat the disease, but the treatment was not only ineffective, but also became more severe! The three generals changed color one after another.

Tu Ming sneered: "My poison technique, the rotten flesh sore, is specifically designed to restrain people with physical cultivation foundation. The stronger the physical cultivation foundation, the more difficult it is to contain the poison sore, and the faster it will erode."

"Enjoy it, Liu, Guan and Zhang!"

"This time, it's different from the last ambush."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"You have no reinforcements! Even if you ask for help, the other three armies must be in trouble at this moment."

Under Lu Hongtu's planning, Qianfenglin's side made a precise counterattack.

Tu Ming, Diao Ye and Wu Lan, the three barbarian cultivators, are just one of the groups.

Blue sky and giant tree mountain.

Halfway around the mountain, the Jinji Army was attacked by a pack of wolves.

The mountain wolves all over the sky formed a huge wave-like attack tide, attacking the Golden Halberd Army wave after wave.

Sun Gan was covered in fine armor, his face was cold and arrogant: "It's just an old trick."

"Gu Ya, you seem to have mistaken my Golden Halberd Army for the Barbarian Demon Camp."

"How can this pack of wolves stop our Golden Halberd Army?!"

As he spoke, he activated his military tactics, maintained the battle formation, and led the Golden Halberd Army to charge forward courageously.

The entire Golden Halberd Army was like an extremely sharp golden halberd, cutting through the waves and advancing unstoppably in the attack tide of a wolf pack composed of blue and gray colors!

Wherever they went, their military tactics wreaked havoc, and countless mountain wolves fell to the ground, becoming a pile of wolf corpses.

"Unless you dispatch your Jindan-level mountain wolf guards, otherwise, no matter how many troops you send, they will just be sacrificed in vain." Sun Gan mocked Gu Ya mercilessly in the distance.

The tragic casualties of the wolf pack made Gu Ya furious and resentful. He gritted his teeth and said, "Sun Gan, do you think I am the main force? I am only responsible for entanglement of your army."

"The one who really wants to deal with you is naturally someone else!"

As he spoke, the invisibility spell behind him slowly dissipated, revealing a Nascent Soul level expert who had been hiding until now.

He had an extremely strong body, with a chest as broad as a city gate, an elephant's head and a human body, limbs as thick as tree trunks, and light blue skin all over his body.

A pair of snow-white ivory tusks looked like two crescent moons, winding out from both sides of his nostrils, or like two scimitars.

"The contemporary elephant king?!" Sun Gan's heart skipped a beat when he saw this silent giant monster.

Boom! The contemporary elephant king smashed into the Golden Halberd Army's formation like a mountain.

Sun Gan was pushed from the front of the team to the middle by his charge.

Sun Gan's mouth and nose were bleeding. He slowly raised his head and saw the huge elephant king, as big as a mountain, looking down at him mercilessly under the glaring sun.

Moonhook Giant Tree Mountain.

The enemy suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain.

His eyes are covered with a black cloth, his upper body is naked, with blood totems painted on it, and he carries two huge crescent-shaped scimitars on his back.

It’s Di Lu!

The Red Flower Camp quickly formed a battle formation.

Just as the red flower image was formed, the world suddenly changed! The bright and clear sky suddenly turned into a moonlit night.

Above the deep night, the crescent moon hangs high in the sky like a hook.

The crescent moon swung gently, and it hooked away the half-missing red flower image above the red flower camp! The red flower image was hung in the night sky by the moon hook, becoming a rootless source and began to dissipate rapidly.

There was chaos in the Red Flower Camp.

Even for the old soldiers, it was the first time they encountered such a harsh situation.

"Calm down!" Mulan shouted loudly and took action at the same time.

Military Strategy - Boosting Morale! After stabilizing the morale of the army, Mulan mobilized the soldiers again and gradually created the second red flower Dharma image.

Still before the Dharma image was formed, the crescent moon swayed again and hooked away the second red flower Dharma image! The morale of the Red Flower Camp fell again, and even Mulan himself frowned, which was rare.

She had not expected that Qian Fenglin could control the Red Flower Battle Formation to such an extent! "This is the dojo!"

"The ancient god worshipped by the Cang Yue tribe has finally taken action."

Mulan immediately guessed the truth.

It is not so easy to set up a dojo.

Generally speaking, a cultivator must reach at least the Void Refinement Stage before he can set up his own Taoist temple.

But there were also surprises.

The biggest surprise was God.

Gods are naturally able to use certain laws of heaven and earth. If they reach the level of being divine and clear, it is called supernatural power! Gods can use their own mastery and understanding of the laws of heaven and earth to transform heaven and earth to a certain extent and form a Taoist temple.

Examples of this are the Dice Bone Demon God and the current Cang Yue Ancient God.

For a moment, Mulan was at a loss.

There are special rules in the dojo of the ancient god Cang Yue.

Although she has not yet figured it out, she has been sure that there is no chance of condensing through the Red Flower Method.

"This will be an extremely difficult and tough battle!" Mulan looked a little pale and in an extremely solemn mood.

Pig hair giant tree mountain.

The Barbarian Demon Camp also encountered trouble.

Wild boars are coming!

The wild boars formed a torrent, rushing out from the sparse mountain forest and fiercely attacking the camp of the Barbarian Demon Camp.

The traps were flattened, the trenches were quickly filled, and the fences and chevaux de frise were all damaged by the wild boars.

Xu Dali had already gone out to challenge Ju Bing, the culprit who controlled the wild boars! Ju Bing and Gu Ya were both famous and the strongest beast masters in the Thousand Peaks Forest.

Lone Fang is good at controlling wolves, while Giant Bing is a wild boar.

Facing Xu Dali's verbal battle, Ju Bing crossed his arms, looking indifferent.

In his opinion, for a beastmaster like him to fight against a physical cultivator alone was the stupidest thing in the world!

Xu Dali soon found himself in a tough fight.

During the retreat, Ju Bing was able to dispatch wild boars to attack the camp, causing huge casualties to the Barbarian Demon Camp.

If this trend continues, Xu Dali will inevitably suffer a tragic and direct defeat.

This battle caught the attention of some people.

"This Xu Dali is really stupid. He has an army but he is just borrowing its power and acting on his own!"

"If this happens, the Barbarian Demon Camp will soon be broken through by the wild boars and suffer a great defeat."

"otherwise."

"You forgot an important reason."

"The Barbarian Demon Camp suffered heavy casualties and has been replenishing its troops on a large scale. These people are from the barbarian tribe or demon cultivators. Because of their intelligence, customs, etc., they need a lot of real training. Otherwise, they will be cannon fodder on the battlefield!"

"It's almost time for us to take action!"

(End of this chapter)