Deep in Mt. Yasu.

An old man in a green wind and martial robe, leading hundreds of people, surrounded the largest cave.

He officially became the person in charge of this 'corpse beheading operation', Li Chong, the old man of Wuyuan Pavilion.

Beside Li Chong, there stood a sturdy middle-aged man, wearing thick dark heavy armor and holding two cyan war swords, as majestic as a mountain.

He was one of the four great martial kings sent by this operation, and the deacon of the Xuanmen Gate, Gong Lianghe.

Gonglianghe smiled and said, "Elder Li Ge, we came all the way here, and none of the straw bales in the corpse mountain found any trace of us, it seems that they are dead." ”

"How cunning is the evil way, where can it be easily dealt with? Don't be vigilant. ”

"Elder Li Ge is right, he is thinking about it simply. ”

Li Chong stimulated the six senses to the extreme, and he could feel that in the cave in front of him, there was a powerful Yin Qi surging.

That's it, yes.

"Dispatch the arrows, attack immediately, be sure to kill all the evil ghouls before dawn, and return the peace of this place. Li Chong ordered.

"Yes!"

Gonglianghe pulled up the trumpet arrow, and the trumpet arrow burst out of the sky, "boom" exploded, making a deafening sound at the same time, illuminating the sky over Yasu Mountain.

In this operation, in order to act in concealment, everyone turned off the Lingpan Yuan Mirror before entering the mountain, and used the trumpet arrow to give the order for a general attack.

Although the Lingpan Yuan Mirror is convenient for information transmission, when the team is moving, the Yuan Mirror signal is also easy to expose the location.

The metascope itself is a signal emitting source, and as long as the opponent's means are sufficient, it can locate the coordinate position of the metascope.

The transmission note can solve this problem very well, but the transmission note is basically one-to-one sound transmission and is not suitable for large-scale use, so the horn arrow has become the best choice.

"Kill!"

As soon as the arrows came out, the eight hundred disciples who were responsible for the attack quickly formed a small battle formation and attacked the caves everywhere.

Li Chong stood still and didn't move, what he had to deal with was not an ordinary corpse soldier.

He's here to deal with the Corpse King.

At the same time as the Xuanmen disciples killed, Yaqi Mountain was large and small, and among the fourteen caves, a large number of corpse soldiers rushed out.

A green poisonous mist permeated the air, accompanied by a violent stench, which spread throughout Yasu Mountain.

The terrible smell of corpses, mixed with the smell of corruption and erosion, makes ordinary people vomit even if they smell a little.

These corpses are torn, their armor is old, and many of them even have broken weapons in their hands, and they are a complete rabble.

Even so, they roared, holding all kinds of broken blades, and rushed towards the Xuanmen disciples without fear of death, without fear, not afraid of death, which is one of the reasons why the corpse soldiers are afraid.

I don't care if I'm hurt or not, I just want to kill the other party.

In just a dozen breaths, there were forty or fifty thousand corpse soldiers rushing out of the cave, and among the corpse soldiers, there were some disciples of the corpse mountain, hiding in the shadows, controlling the corpse soldiers' attack.

There are more and more corpse soldiers, like a tidal wave coming, or a corpse tide coming.

The Xuanmen disciples who participated in the mission for the first time, or who had never seen a big scene, saw such a scene, and they unconsciously took a few steps back, and unconsciously felt a little afraid.

Even the disciples, who often carry out tasks, were a little surprised.

This kind of scene is really terrifying.

The Xuanmen forces and the subordinates of the Evil Hall have been in the area around the Shangwu Kingdom for more than twenty years, and there has been no major conflict.

This is the biggest battle that has broken out with the evil way in twenty years.

"Don't mess around, each form a battle formation to resist the tide of corpses!" Gonglianghe ordered.

A disciple wearing a Qilin martial robe stepped forward without fear.

The Lingchen sword in his hand was slashed out, and the Haoran sword power went in all directions, and the corpse soldiers who rushed to the front fell dozens in an instant.

"Xuanmen is the backbone of the world, an orthodox family. From the first day I joined the Xuanmen, I have regarded my life as a feather, and I have sworn to destroy the evil way and never die and never return! Senior brother, follow me to punish the evil and slay the demons!"

The person who called on everyone was the disciple of Xuanmen Wuyuan Jun, the son of Lingchen Qi Ting.

He was born in a famous Qi mansion, with a noble status, and since he was a child, he was determined to kill evil and slay demons and defend Xuanmen Avenue.

"Xuanmen is orthodox in the world, how can you be afraid in the face of evil ways?"

"If we don't cut off the evil way, we will die and never return!"

"Follow Senior Brother Qi and slaughter the evil spirit!"

"Slaughter the evil! slaughter the evil!"

Under the leadership of Qi Ting, many Xuanmen disciples cut off the fear in their hearts, quickly formed a battle formation according to the previous deployment, and headed towards the corpse soldiers.

In the Xuanmen, there are almost no weak people, and those who besiege the cave are all the elites of the Xuanmen, and the weakest are all peak martial disciples.

After the people's hearts stabilized, they immediately blocked the spread of the corpse tide.

But there were still corpse soldiers who kept rushing out, fleeing all over the mountains, after all, the number of the eight hundred Xuanmen disciples besieging was too small, and it was obviously not enough to block them all.

However, the number of Xuanmen disciples on the periphery of Yaqi Mountain is no longer a few, and it is not so easy to break through the first line of defense, and it is not so easy to break through the second line.

"There are corpse soldiers rushing here, brothers, the time has come for you to serve the Xuanmen, kill the evil corpse. Fang Wenyu saw the corpse soldiers rushing towards him, and immediately ordered.

The number of corpse soldiers who rushed out was not large, and it was completely incomparable to the tide of corpses in the depths of Yasu Mountain.

The Xuanmen disciples under Fang Wenyu quickly killed and killed these corpse soldiers.

The corpse soldiers are strong and weak, and most of their combat power is within the triple martial arts realm.

Powerful war corpses are not easy to refine, if there are really 100,000 high-level war corpses, it will not be a problem to sweep the entire Shangwu Kingdom.

The two Xuanmen disciples beside Chen Ziling were still guarding him, not leaving an inch, staring at him intently, without blinking their eyelids.

Fang Wenyu deliberately selected two of the most careful disciples to come and see Chen Ziling, because he was afraid that Chen Ziling would play tricks.

These two are both at the peak of the Quadruple Martial Realm, they are definitely much stronger than Lin Yi, and they don't have much chance of succeeding when they make a sneak attack, and when they fight, the rest of the Xuanmen will immediately support them, and when the time comes, not only will they not be able to escape, but they will also be guilty of crimes.

"Two friends, what's your name?" asked Chen Ziling.

"What are we called. Tell me what's the matter, you evil! Be honest, don't make a small move, or I'll kill you with a sword. One of the Xuanmen disciples snorted coldly, and pulled out the battle sword in his hand as a general threat, with a rather bad attitude.

"Look at it, these corpse soldiers have rushed out, and you don't stop them, in case a few escape, and then they will disturb the inhabitants of the mountain, and the blood will flow like a river. As a disciple of the Xuanmen, don't you feel ashamed?" Chen Ziling said again.

Another disciple snorted coldly and said, "Evil Dao and wicked people, don't think that I don't know, as soon as we leave, you will find a way to slip away." Dream on!"