Fifty miles northeast of the col, there is a collapsed ancient riverbed that is significantly lower than the surface of the earth winds eastward into the distance, and the western end of the riverbed is in the wasteland, there is an obvious sedimentary lowland, the area is very large, it can be inferred from the circle of geological accumulation layers, here was once a lake of considerable area, that is, the famous Xiaoqinggou.

This unknown riverbed used to be an inverted river, the river water came from the east, poured into Xiaoqinggou, forming a wasteland lake, as for why it is called Xiaoqinggou, there is no way to verify, but the water of Xiaoqinggou has long been gone, and the unknown river has dried up for hundreds of thousands of years.

On the north side of the riverbed, there are rows of marching tents, behind which are light green military trucks, in the night, without a trace of light, and there is no activity around those tents and trucks, just quietly parked there, like dark bulges in the wasteland, these bulges look like the kind of large unweathered and clean rock groups when viewed from high altitudes, but they seem too neat, unnatural, or like the remnants of ancient buildings that have been destroyed, although they sound very reluctant, but they are much more obvious under the goose feather snow.

On the southern edge of the wasteland, which is almost a hundred miles southeast of the mountain col, there is a convoy speeding from east to west, even if the darkness is shrouded and the wind and snow are all over the sky, there is no intention of slowing down or stopping to rest, and the convoy naturally wants to go to the depths of the wasteland, taking the road where the three military vehicles were ambushed.

Old man Dong was in the first car, and in addition to the instructor, Lan Ling and other old partners who accompanied him, there were also many cultivators, who were divided into other vehicles, so to speak, except for his Uncle Xu, almost all the masters of the cultivation world were in the convoy.

This arrangement is equivalent to giving up the monitoring and defense of the three spatial rifts, this is an emergency decision, and it is also a planned thing, although it is a bit hasty, although the old man Dong does not want to gamble, but he must always focus on one end, at this critical moment, it is not wise to find a balance, the hidden mountain of the wasteland is the focus, and the old man Dong believes in Li Tianji's judgment.

Old man Dong had already received the news that the convoy in front was ambushed, which first came from Li Tianji, and it was equivalent to warning him, so he restrained his impulse, and strictly ordered all cultivators not to fly in the sky, and honestly stay in the convoy and treat themselves as ordinary people, there is a terrible big mantis in the wasteland, this is Li Tianchou's original words, if there is a fierce battle ahead, Old Man Dong decided to turn another possible attack into an ambush, he is not sure, but he must do it.

There was a pair of eyes staring at every inch of the wasteland in the sky, and there were other eyes hidden in the lead cloud, and the owners of the eyes were whispering, hesitating whether to hijack the convoy, because some of the owners were greedy, some were anxious, and the owners of the largest eyes had not said anything.

The greedy eye wanted to plunder the two convoys together, while the anxious eye kept reporting the urging orders from the mountain pass, of course, from the high priest, the blood clan was so hierarchical that no one dared to disobey the high priest, not even the swordsman with a transcendent status.

The swordsman was very unwilling, he knew that Li Xiucheng was engaging in sneak attack tactics in the mountain col again, which was very boring, but at the same time it was very strange, so many elders, priests and lords couldn't deal with one Li Xiucheng? Could it be that this guy brought other reinforcements?

Once this thought appeared, it was difficult for the swordsman to feel at ease, but he always had to do something before leaving, his intuition told him that it was safer to attack the large convoy in the northeast, but it was too late, then the target under his nose was the only choice, the swordsman could easily sense the danger, there must be human cultivators in the convoy, and there were quite a few of them, but he didn't care.

As the eyes above the lead cloud gradually converged, a small cloud broke away from the cloud, fluttered, slowly fell, and then suddenly dispersed in mid-air, faintly shining with light and shadow, and soon mixed in with the snowflakes in the sky.

On the dirt road that was already difficult to distinguish on the wasteland, the first car at the head suddenly slowed down in the violent bumps, a black disc in Zhong Sanpu's hand began to burn, and then the incomprehensible lines depicted on it lit up for no reason, and the short sword hanging on the waist of the old man Dong also began to tremble in the scabbard, and then let out a low whining sound, like the cry of insects and the howl of wolves.

"They're coming, and they can't say it's that guy. Old man Dong's throat was a little dry, the first time he faced the blood clan, it was normal to be a little nervous, what he said was naturally the big mantis that Li Tianzhen had warned, as for why there were praying mantis in the blood clan, he didn't know very well, a small monitor in his hand, the picture was the situation of lead clouds in the air, it was difficult for Wuyang Wuyang to distinguish clear objects, but he believed that the opponent was mixed in the clouds.

There are two special operators in the back seat, one is staring at the clearer screen nervously operating the keyboard, and the other is driving a laptop, holding a rectangular object tightly with both hands, which is also an operating keyboard, but it is not a simple computer keyboard.

"There are about five supernatural powers, and one is very powerful. Zhong Miura, who was also in the back row, also stared at the black disc in his hand, no matter how the car bumped, he was not moved, in those chaotic lines, he tried to track the opponent's trajectory, but the lines kept changing, the bright spots were dark and bright, and finally became a mess, and the black disk in his hand was called the astrolabe, which was the treasure of their sect.

The wind and snow in front of him were too great to see the road conditions clearly, the young driver was already nervous and difficult to make any sound, his eyes were just staring at the front of the windshield, without the order of the old man Dong, he naturally couldn't stop, but crossing the wasteland in such bad weather, it was no longer possible to call it an adventure, and the young man wanted to say that he was looking for death.

But Old Man Dong didn't say a word, the order to 'stop and rest' at least won't come out of his mouth tonight, for this little plan, he has accumulated all the courage to risk everything, including his life, any cultivator who lives to his age cherishes life extraordinarily, even more than ordinary people, it does take a period of time, but this time is only three days.

From the moment Old Man Dong heard about Li Tianji's battle in the wasteland, the moment he came back from Zhong Sanpu, from the moment he tried his best to persuade the leaders and won several weapons of mass destruction, a plan was quickly formed in his mind, which was immediately implemented and exhausted his mobilization ability, Old Man Dong designed an ambush circle, intending to attack and kill the key figures of the Blood Clan, such as the elders, and so on, near the camp described by Li Tianji.

This ambush circle is dynamic, a bit similar to a formation, but it is not a formation, it is a mix and match of arms and lethal weapons, the mix and match is what Gu Changfeng said, Dong Lao seriously disagrees, at least it is an organic mix and match.

The mix and match is also three-dimensional, using advanced detection methods combined with supernatural magic weapons to screen and find the bloodline in advance, luring the enemy by the supernatural power, entanglement of the opponent by the higher ability, and the final kill of the weapon of mass destruction.

It's easy to say, but it's not easy to do, it has to be rehearsed repeatedly, not only the order and timing of the attack, but also the combination of troops and weapons, which has been successfully tested in Liuyunguan, but after all, the opponent is too weak, so Old Man Dong urgently needs a medium-intensity experiment to verify and prepare for the subsequent large-scale ambush circle.

Li Tianji's ability is undoubted, and the concept of fighting with the blood clan is also extremely close to that of Old Man Dong, but his strength is too weak, and he and the guy named Dayan alone can't shake the blood clan base camp in the mountain col, so there is an operation in the name of the exercise, and the front-line troops are stationed in the area of Xiaoqinggou, but the number of cultivators and supernatural powers is not enough, so it is necessary to have advanced weapons to make up.

Weapons are different from supernatural powers, but the power and lethality are not weak at all, as long as there is enough ammunition can be consumed uninterruptedly, supernatural powers and spells need the true yuan support of the caster, a small battle will consume a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, to put it bluntly, compared with the machine, its continuity is too different.

The situation in the wasteland is changing at all times, when Li Tianzhen informed that the convoy that was going forward was ambushed, Old Man Dong had a premonition that the experiment would come in advance, but he refused Li Tianzhen to answer, because continuing to harass the blood camp and interfering with the other party's judgment was part of the plan itself, Li Tianzhen had to persevere, they all believed that those blood clans lurking in mortal society had a considerable understanding of human society, and would definitely be interested in the convoy full of military supplies.

Of course, there is also the fact that Dong Lao can't say anything to Li Tianji, and Old Man Dong has received a death order, and he must wipe out all the blood clans in the hidden mountains in the depths of the wasteland, and never let a single person go out alive, so there is far more than one army in this pretext exercise.

"Connected to the 022 signal. One of the team members suddenly became excited.

"Five miles ahead, a 120-degree fan-shaped space, with an altitude of two thousand meters. Old man Dong's tone couldn't hear any emotion, in fact, the excitement was no less than that of the team member, but he was diluted by nervousness, the drone was cruising and reconnaissance at high altitude, and such bad weather really worried him, but he believed that no matter how bad it was, the reliability of the drone would far exceed the astrolabe in Zhong Miura's hand.

"Target found!" Another member of the team lowered his voice to report, but he could hear that he was deliberately suppressing his excitement, not allowing this emotion to affect the next operation, and then reported the target's track coordinates in a relatively calm tone.

"No. 022 reduced cruising altitude, 1,500 meters. ”

"Report, 026,028 found targets at the same time. ”

"Lowering the cruising altitude as well. ”

“......”

Soon, the space search in the range of five to twenty miles ahead, from the surface to the high-altitude kilometer range, was completed, and a total of six suspected targets were found and identified, one more than Zhong Sanpu's astrolabe, of which four targets were in the air, two had landed, and the nearest convoy was less than four miles.

"Reduce the speed of the vehicle, synchronously transmit the dynamic coordinates of the target to the attack system, 022 is ready to release jamming bombs, 026, 028 are ready to attack. ”

Zhong Sanpu had already put away his astrolabe, slightly closed his eyes to feel the opponent's breath, and said slowly after two breaths, "It should be possible, right?"

"Of course you can!" replied to Old Man Dong very stiffly.

"I'm going!" Zhong Sanpu took out a very small Fang Ding from his arms, called Zhenshan Ding, the first wave of attacks after the interference bomb will be completed by him and several supernatural people behind, with a click, the car door opened slightly, the biting cold wind and goose feather snow poured in wildly, and the team members next to him made a clever move, and with a bang the door closing, Zhong Sanpu had disappeared into the dark wasteland.