It turned out that Han Bo had snatched the dagger and didn't change his hand, and the three fingers pinched the blade and stabbed straight out, pressing the sharp edge against Old Man Zhang's throat.

When several oasis residents present with spiritual power cultivation saw that their leader was captured, they immediately surged with spiritual power, and they rushed up to save Old Man Zhang. But at the end of the banquet, suddenly there was a flash of inspiration, and Xun Changtian and the three elite warriors were already holding long knives, and they suddenly appeared around Han Bo.

Hong Wuyan, who had been happily nibbling on a leg of mutton, reacted at this time, and looked at Liang Hanbo and Grandpa in horror with a pair of big eyes, and was about to cry again. Old man Zhang sighed, he stopped his subordinates from moving, and gently rubbed a spirit seal in his hand, and the red flameless eyes rolled, and he fell asleep.

Old Man Zhang's heart became extremely depressed, although he knew that his cultivation was not good, but he didn't expect that once the game he had carefully laid out was discovered, it would be so vulnerable.

He thought to himself, if Luo'er didn't go out to join the army, he would be a little sure of doing this with his spiritual talent. But he drove out this son himself, and he had nothing to say. In any case, with his spiritual gifts, he should not stay in this disgraceful place, and the world cannot accommodate him.

Seeing Old Man Zhang activate the spirit array and plunge Hong Wuyan into a deep sleep, Han Bo was also shocked into a cold sweat. Although he has a spiritual eye, he can detect the every move of the spiritual practitioner. But after all, he was still too young, but he didn't expect that what Old Man Zhang put in his wine glass was not a spiritual poison, but an ordinary sweat medicine.

Fortunately, He Biling warned in time, so he was prepared in time to take down the old man in one fell swoop. Although this sweat medicine is not fatal to him, if he drinks it, he is afraid that he will inevitably fall into the way of this old man.

The bonfire was lit at the banquet, and the originally lively crowd suddenly froze.

A group of oasis dwellers gathered seven or eight outside guests in the middle, a Han Bo pinching the blade of a dagger and a shriveled old man who looked like he had deliberately put his throat in front of the knife, forming an eerie and inexplicable picture.

He Biling saw that Han Bo was still on the spot, so he didn't speak, and sighed secretly: "Brother Zhang hasn't answered my question yet. Why are we sorry for your land, that you should do this? ”

Old man Zhang smiled miserably: "A few heroes are really good, and it is Zhang who is narrow-minded to assassinate you." But the skills are not as good as others, Zhang is convinced, and he wants to kill or cause trouble at will. But this matter was all done by Zhang Mou, please spare the innocent people in our oasis. It is not easy for them to survive so far. ”

With that, he closed his mouth tightly and stopped talking.

Han Bo finally came back to his senses and asked in a cold voice: "Did the junior ask the old gentleman to invite that array master, and committed your taboo, so you did this to us?" ”

He Biling also sneered: "It's a pity that you chose the wrong object, I suggest you say it directly." Don't mention, our little gentleman also has a way to search your soul, so that you don't have a secret at all. ”

Old man Zhang sighed and cut off He Biling's words: "I, Zhang Lao'er, am deeply favored by you, and I shouldn't have treated you like this, but I ask myself that Old Man Zhang has acted openly and selflessly all his life, since Xiao Engong has this means, then please do it." I have no complaints. ”

Han Bo's heart moved, and he asked, "Is there someone coercing your land?" ”

Old man Zhang smiled and replied with a sigh: "Little Engong, you are willing to think about others, and I also want to tell you that someone has taken these old, weak, sick and disabled people hostage in my oasis, but unfortunately it is not."

To cut a long story short, our scouts received word a few days ago that the Yuanmo Alliance had issued a token and ordered the remnants of the Purple Lotus Sect, the Yaksha Spirit King, to lead 20,000 elite soldiers to search along the road, looking for the traces of a small detachment of the Xunzi Battalion. ”

Han Bo, He Biling and the others were shocked when they heard the words of the Yaksha Spirit King, and immediately thought of the Purple Lotus rebels they had encountered in that ancient castle some time ago, as well as the Purple Lotus leader who had fled.

Everyone thought to themselves, sure enough, this Purple Lotus remnant army still formed an alliance with the Yuanmo Alliance, but they didn't expect that they would be able to mobilize a large army to hunt down their seemingly insignificant small detachment.

Since the disappearance of the Purple Lotus Hades King in Xunyang's assassination attempt to assassinate Zixuan Weiyang, this Purple Lotus rebel army has been defeated like a mountain and has been chased and killed by the imperial army everywhere. But the hundred-legged insect did not die, and the surviving Yaksha Spirit King and the Black Lotus Spirit King still led a huge army to fight in all directions.

It is rumored that this Yaksha Spirit King is the second disciple of the Purple Lotus Hades King, and the 20,000 troops under his command are still elite soldiers in a hundred battles.

Why bother to groan, but Han Bo was a little angry, and said, "It's just that I heard about it, so you are in a hurry to arrest us and flatter?" Aren't you afraid that once they find your oasis, they will take over the magpie's nest? You must know that your oasis has raised his 20,000 soldiers and horses, but it is more than enough! ”

The old man's face was pale, but he didn't see shame, he just sighed softly and said, "I think the two of you can figure out the calculations here, and I don't need to say more about old man Zhang." It's true that we can't tell what we're doing, but people are in troubled times......

There are now 123,215 people in our two oases, but excluding the disabled, there are only 11,067 strong men, and there are only a few spiritual practitioners left, just a dozen old and weak spiritual cultivators.

Thieves come like combs and officials come like grates, and we can survive until now because the enchantment of our spirit array can allow us to hide. But now it's different, and the scout says that the Yaksha Spirit King has been roaming the area for a long time, and has somehow found two hidden desert oases, which are already determined for you.

During the day, I braved the enchantment to greet him, in addition to the little girl who greeted the flameless time, I also wanted to remove the traces of your ruts, ......if not, "Why bother to hear it, that is, this old man just doesn't say it, they already understand it in their hearts."

Han Bo also understood that Old Man Zhang's calculations were absolutely wrong, but seeing that Old Man Zhang did not have a trace of shame between his words, it was plain as telling a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him, and he was still angry in his heart, and said: "Even so, the army of the Yaksha Spirit King still doesn't know where it is, don't you think it's too early to start?" ”

Old man Zhang shook his head slightly: "When the army discovers the spirit array enchantment, it will be too late for the army to knock on the pass." Besides, you were wary at that time, how can we keep you? To be honest, we can't afford to provoke either the Yaksha Spirit King or your Xunzi team, but compared to the two, we have to find your seemingly easy team to deal with. ”

Han Bo seemed to be calmed by Old Man Zhang's indifferent attitude, meaning that he was powerless to continue questioning. He had long known that this old man, with his weak cultivation, could be in charge of such a large oasis in this troubled wasteland, and no one would obey everything, and there would be something extraordinary.

During the day, on the desert outside the enchantment, he keenly sensed that the old man was not simple, but now listening to his faint words, he completely understood the old man's mind, and the eyes that looked at the old man couldn't help but add a slightly complicated look. Because he seemed to see in this old man the shadow of the general Kawaishi whom he admired from the bottom of his heart and knew he couldn't do.

However, this old man was not unmoved, he looked at Hong Wuyan, who was still lying on the table and sleeping, his eyes finally flashed with shame, and his voice could no longer remain indifferent, and he spoke again, but he pulled away from the topic: "Back then, the rebellion of the Yuanmo League in southern Xinjiang arose, and the thirty-two small oases in the Ge Desert here contacted and protected themselves, and one continent came to the aid of the four sides, so that they could survive to this day."

Unexpectedly, the Abyss Mo Alliance later changed their strategy, and they sent a formation power to readjust the spirit array in this wasteland. And issued a token, those who cooperate with them survive, and those who do not cooperate die. We were forced to survive to keep our oasis and expand it.

But those oases that did not want to cooperate were wiped out one after another, and how many villagers and old friends knocked on the door for help? Can we open the door? No! Can we afford to save ourselves in this troubled wasteland? If you don't open the door, you just watch them die, and if you open this enchantment, you can only die with them.

So I ordered a storm to be rolled up and buried in the sand! ”

Even when the word storm was spoken, the tone of the old man's voice was still silent, but these two words exploded in the ears of Han Bo and He Biling and others like thunder.

Han Bo couldn't help but sigh softly: "Haven't you thought of any other way than to take refuge in this Yuanmo Alliance?" Now this Xunzi battalion has settled in the wasteland, and there is still a garrison of Chaoyan in Dingyuan City, which is only a few days away, and I heard that the guard general Xu Zhanbiao is a fierce general, and he has been standing tall for several years with a partial army and this Yuanmo Alliance......"

Before Han Bo's words were finished, Old Man Zhang had already interrupted him: "Although your Xunzi battalion has sent a large number of small detachments like yours, the main force is far away in the northern Xinjiang, and it is far away to quench your thirst. As for General Xu, the messenger we sent a letter asking for help had already been sent, but with what we knew about General Xu Zhanbiao...... I'm afraid that he may not be willing to come, and even if he is willing to come now, I am afraid that he may not dare to come. ”

Han Bo asked, "How do you say this?" ”

The old man stopped talking, and finally said: "Because although the combat power of this Yuanmo Alliance on the surface is not necessarily good, no one in this legendary Yuanmo Alliance and Xuanmo has ever seen his true body, and his behavior has always been known for being weird, but they have a means that everyone is afraid of!" ”

Han Bo was shocked, and asked with a smile, "Oh!?" What means can make this General Xu frightened? Could it be that they are all a group of spirit hunters!? ”

Old Man Zhang sighed deeply and replied, "They are not spirit hunters, but they have the ability to create spirit hunters!" Because once they issue the order of the Yuanmo Alliance, and those who do not obey the order will be issued by the token, and the token will occur on its own, turning the person who receives the order into a spirit hunter! And this Abyss Ink Alliance Order is in my hands at this moment. ”

Han Bo was shocked and shocked: "Are you saying that this Yuanmo Alliance Order is this spirit seal in your hand?" “

Old Man Zhang nodded gloomily: "Exactly, it is not only the Yuanmo Alliance Order, but also the activation spirit seal of this spirit array!" ”

Then why Biling heard this, his face also changed slightly, and he was waiting to say to see if there was any way to crack this spirit seal. Han Bo's spiritual eyes moved, and he found that outside the oasis, there were bursts of violent spiritual power fluctuations.

The old man also rubbed the spirit seal in his hand, pondered for a long time, and sighed softly almost at the same time as Han Bo: "The army of the Yaksha Spirit King has arrived. ”

Banners were unfurled, the camp was like a camp, and a group of ironclad warriors strutted forward, the blood-colored banner representing the Purple Lotus Sect fluttered in the wind, and the horn roared to make the earth shake with it. Far from causing any hardship to this army, the harsh environment of the desert caused a chill to blow through the armor.

Standing in front of the light curtain conjured by the spirit seal, Han Bo, He Biling, and Xun Changtian's faces turned pale for a while. If these 20,000 soldiers and horses are placed in Xunyang City, they are not a fraction of the side, and if they are against the main force of the Xunzi Battalion in the northern Xinjiang, they will only be crushed. But before this spirit array oasis, just looking at this formation was like Mount Tai pressing the top.

I am afraid that the other party will organize the formation and break through the barrier of this spirit array, and the hundreds of thousands of old, weak, sick and disabled people in this oasis will be crushed into powder by this powerful army in a moment.

This gap in strength cannot be reversed by any mechanism or trick.

After repeated wars, the strong people in this oasis have already been caught, and those who died in battle have not many people left, and this spiritual cultivator is even more pitiful. At this time, most people had already understood their situation, and when they saw the momentum of this large army outside, once the enemy army rushed in, I was afraid that they would be so frightened that they could not even pick up their blades.

Han Bo, He Biling and Xun Changtian looked at each other, and their hearts were also cold.

Xindao, I'm afraid that I will really die here this time. The situation here is different from that ancient castle, even if this cold wave is unexpected, no matter how weird the cry of the red flameless is, it will not save them.

But now there is a little benefit, the army of the Yaksha Spirit King has arrived, and they have no way out, and even if they sacrifice their small branch at this time, they will never be able to save their oasis. Everyone was looking forward to what great magic they could have to save everyone, so at this moment, Han Bo and they were no longer worried about what bad intentions this old man and the people in the village had any ill intentions towards them.

The few remaining spiritual cultivators under Old Man Zhang were busy mobilizing people everywhere to assemble an array after the Spirit Array Enchantment, preparing to have defensive troops in case the Spirit Array Barrier was broken.

But the old man saw much more clearly, and he stopped the people, sighed softly, and commanded: "Go and open all the armories, and in this oasis, every man who is weak, sick, or disabled will have a handful." Later, if the barrier is broken, if you have the strength, you can fight one by one. If you don't want to be tortured more, you can use it to commit suicide. ”

He said this plainly, and the spiritual cultivators under him were not surprised, and went their separate ways.

The sun is slowly rising, and before you know it, the sun is already rising, shining on the Rig Desert, and the temperature will quickly change and rise rapidly.

Han Bo looked at the immovable Purple Lotus rebel army and asked in a low voice, "What the hell do you see this Yaksha Spirit King is doing?" Why not attack yet!? "Although it is a good thing for them that the other party does not attack, it is really unreasonable to see that this Yaksha Spirit King has placed the army in front of the Spirit Array Enchantment, and he has clearly discovered this enchantment, but he has put on a posture of immobility.

Although no one restricted his freedom, the old man still stood by the side of Han Bo and He Biling very consciously, behind the three of them, Xun Changtian's several injured Xun Zi Zhanyong were still holding the handle of the knife, and they could summon up spiritual power at any time to restrain this old man.