The reason why Ling Xiaoye dared to intercept Yuemen's army alone was that he must have relied on it.

It's been a long time since he's cast the Necromoning Spell, a spell that summons dead bones and briefly controls them into battle.

In the past, when he was in the Destiny Wheel Realm, he could control thousands of white bones, but now that he has reached the Condensing Realm, he really hasn't tried to control how many bones he can control at the same time.

If you just rely on this corpse summoning spell, it will definitely not be enough.

Ling Xiaoye had planned, and he used his divine thoughts to sense this army of Broken Yuemen more than a hundred miles away, so he could take advantage of the time when this army was not in front of him to arrange a magic circle for attack and defense.

In the end, Ling Xiaoye would inevitably use the Devouring Path, devouring those lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect who had cultivated highly, and absorbing their power.

According to Ling's optimistic estimate, there should be a lot of Illusion God Realm and Spirit Mirror in the army sent by Broken Yuemen this time, and if they can devour the skills of these people, then it is estimated that they will make a lot of money.

An army of hundreds of thousands is not a small number! If so many people are devoured, Ling Xiaoye's cultivation can at least improve two or three small realms!

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoye was a little excited.

However, the most important thing now is to set up a large array and drag the pace of this army.

According to the intelligence, it is hundreds of thousands of people, and Ling Xiaoye estimates that it is at most about 100,000 people, and it should be a large number of Soul Sea Realm and Destiny Wheel Realm martial artists.

If there were really more than 100,000 Illusory God Realm powerhouses in the Broken Yue Gate, it was estimated that they would have swept across the Falling Moon Continent long ago.

Obviously, the information in the memory of this Pi Lao Er should be mixed with water.

In any case, whether it is hundreds of thousands of troops, or tens of thousands of strong warriors, Ling Xiaoye is ready now, even if he can't completely annihilate this army at that time, at least he will have to deal a heavy blow.

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Xiaoye began to prepare.

First, use your divine thoughts to investigate how many white bones such as beasts, demon beasts, and monsters are buried in this woodland below.

After determining the number, Ling Xiaoye activated the spell mark in his body that had not been touched for a long time, converted it into mana, and summoned these white bones.

Before he reached a place, Ling Xiaoye had to repeat it and summon a lot of white bones.

After more than an hour of busyness, Ling Xiaoye looked at the white flowers behind him, and his heart was slightly surprised: "There are actually nearly 10,000 of them!"

At this time, Ling Xiaoye's divine thoughts probed more than one hundred and fifty miles to the west, and there was a large amount of aura, which was slowly moving over.

"Haha, you're only here now, you've been waiting too long!"

Ling Xiaoye muttered to himself, and then divided the large number of summoned bones into four large teams, each with more than two thousand bodies.

He controls the bones, hiding them in the woods. The bones lay on the ground, scattered, looking like a mass grave. In this way, even if others investigate, they probably don't care very much.

The effect he wanted was that these white bones suddenly attacked, breaking the army of Yuemen and catching him off guard.

After hiding the white bones, what Ling Xiaoye had to do next was to arrange a magic circle with a huge range.

This magic circle, Ling Xiaoye decided to have three small formations to compose.

One illusion array, two five-element killing arrays.

The Illusion Array is arranged with several array disks scavenged from a certain unlucky egg, while the two Five Elements Killing Array can be arranged with a formation flying knife.

It's just that this time the combination of the big array has a wide range, and Ling Xiaoye has to endure the pain of using many medium-grade spirit stones as the source of mana for the array.

Moreover, it took a lot of time for Ling Xiaoye to arrange such a large magic circle, but the marching speed of the army of the Broken Yue Gate was not very fast, at least it would take more than an hour to reach the place that Ling Xiaoye had arranged.

Ling Xiaoye arranged this magic circle into a long and narrow rectangle, about nearly two miles long and dozens of zhang wide. After he finished arranging the prototype of this combined magic circle, the medium-grade spirit stones he had looted were basically used up.

In some formations, Ling Xiaoye had to paste a lot of spirit stones into it by himself.

But after doing so much, Ling Xiaoye felt that it was still worth it. After all, there are so many martial arts monks, as long as they devour a certain number at that time, they will return to their roots.

After hiding and summoning the white bones, and arranging the magic circle, now Ling Xiaoye is going to use himself as bait to lure the army here.

He flew to a distance of about two miles in front of the circle, floating in mid-air, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Originally, he wanted to take out a banner and make a strong noise, but he felt that it was a bit of a hindrance, so he didn't do it.

You just need to be here, quietly waiting for the arrival of this Broken Yuemen army.

It was estimated that after another half an hour, Ling Xiaoye had already sensed that an extremely large number of breaths came from front of him.

"It's finally here!"

Ling Xiaoye raised his position in the sky slightly, injecting a trace of mana into his eyes, observing the situation several miles ahead.

More than five miles of sky ahead, there seems to be a group of bats coming out to feed in the evening, densely packed with small dots, occupying most of the field of vision.

And that mixed breath came over like a tide.

Ling Xiaoye's divine thoughts, probably only estimated, already had the breath of almost fifty or sixty thousand people.

More and more breath was sensed by Ling Xiaoye, and the army of the Broken Yue Gate in front of him, some of them were sitting on top of the flying demon beasts, and some were gathered together and sitting on top of the flying treasures.

Of course, there are some who fly slowly, and some of the slowest martial artists use their skills to move quickly on the ground.

Cultivating as a martial artist under the Soul Sea Realm, he basically does not have the ability to fly for a long time, so he can only move on the ground like this.

Seeing this situation, Ling Xiaoye understood why this huge army was moving so slowly.

After thinking for a while, he tore open his throat and roared loudly: "Broken Yuemen's lackeys, you let grandpa and I wait for you for so long!"

Marching in front was a small detachment, with about 20 people, each riding a giant eagle and demon bird three feet long, and as soon as they saw a young man shouting in front of them, they flew over inside.

"Who doesn't know whether to live or die, dare to talk nonsense here!"

"How did it come out of nowhere, it's so annoying!"

"Kill him if it's annoying!"

"Don't talk nonsense, just do him!"

......

This squad should have assumed the duty of guarding in this direction, and if it sees something threatening, it will be cleared.

The men approached quickly, each of them taking out their weapons and weapons, and brewing an attack.

At this time, Ling Xiaoye was not in a hurry, and casually shot out dozens of phantom flying knife rains.