Chapter 1944 Launching an Attack

The eight groups of warships were traveling at a very fast speed. In a moment, they arrived at the camp of the dead clan one after another.

The eight camps built by the dead clan were very sophisticated. They were eight gates to the core area of ​​Xianji Mountain. They fully combined the terrain of the mountains and rivers. It was very difficult to break through.

Zhang Ruochen was able to sneak into the depths of Xianji Mountain quietly before, firstly because he had a very profound knowledge of space, and secondly because the dead clan was more relaxed at that time and was not as vigilant as it is now.

Now it is impossible to sneak in again.

"Commander, what should we do? Should we attack directly?" Tu Tian asked.

Zhang Ruochen was the commander of their team. Only Zhang Ruochen could make the decision on what to do.

Standing at the bow, Zhang Ruochen looked at the war fortress built by the dead clan. This war fortress was very huge, like an ancient beast entrenched here, which made people feel extremely depressed.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Ruochen said, "Use the warships and launch an all-out attack. Let me see how strong this war fortress is."

Tu Tian did not hesitate at all and immediately gave the order.

The warships that the Northern Territory Camp prepared for them are not only used for traveling, but also have amazing attack power, enough to kill Saint King-level strongmen.

On the battlefield of merit, the value of this kind of warship is undoubtedly extremely great. It can be called a great killing weapon. A random attack can kill a large number of Hell Realm monks.

It's just that the cost of refining this kind of warship is too high, and not everyone can own it.

Zhang Ruochen actually has a better warship, which is the spoils of the battle in the Sword Tomb. It is called the Saint-Destroying Warship. If it is in the hands of the Great Sage, it is enough to pose a threat to the Great Sage.

It's a pity that the fighting was too fierce at that time. Of the four Saint-Destroying Warships, one was almost completely destroyed, two were severely damaged, and only one was not seriously damaged.

It involves the Great Sage Inscription. Even if the people of the Divine Sword Holy Land take action, it will take a very long time to repair it, and it may not be repaired as before.

"Boom."

At the same time, the four warships all burst out with terrifying holy power, and bright and blazing holy light blasted out.

Many secret patterns immediately appeared on the surface of the war fortress, forming a tough protective shield that blocked all the attacks of the warships.

"Continue." Zhang Ruochen said.

Immediately, the four warships launched another attack, and launched fifteen consecutive attacks, completely ignoring the consumption of holy stones.

Each warship is equipped with a limited number of holy stones, and it is impossible to launch too many attacks.

There is no way. Although the warship attack is strong, the consumption of holy stones is too great. At the same time, Zhenyuan and Xuanyuan Liekong have to consider the cost.

From the eleventh attack, the holy stones consumed were provided by Zhang Ruochen. Anyway, he was rich and didn't care about this little holy stone.

When the warship launched a few more attacks, the dead clan finally moved. The war fortress opened a door, and a team of dead clan soldiers walked out slowly.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen immediately ordered to stop the attack.

Letting the warships launch continuous attacks was completely provoking the dead clan in order to draw them out. Otherwise, how could this battle be fought?

Obviously, his goal had been achieved, and everything was as he expected.

"Dare to enter Xianji Mountain, you are courting death, and none of you can leave alive." A burly dead clan member wearing armor said coldly.

Tu Tian flew out of the warship, looked down at the strong dead clan member from a high position, and said coldly: "You are so arrogant. We came here today to flatten Xianji Mountain, and all of you dead clan members must be annihilated."

"Who do you think you are? Die."

The burly dead clan member's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he stretched out his hand and clenched it. The evil spirit of death condensed into a short spear and threw it at Tu Tian.

An extremely powerful aura emanated from this burly dead clan member. It could be vaguely seen that tens of millions of rules emerged from his body, and the rules of heaven and earth completely revolved around him.

Seeing the short spear flying through the air, Tu Tian's eyes could not help but condense, and he quickly circulated the holy energy in his body, condensing dozens of layers of shields outside his body at the fastest speed.

"Puff."

The short spear was incredibly powerful and indestructible, instantly piercing through dozens of layers of shields.

Finally, the short spear hit Tu Tian's body and was blocked by the armor he was wearing.

The short spear exploded, and the terrible force shook Tu Tian away.

"A strong man in the Lindao realm."

Tu Tian stared at the burly dead clan with his eyes fixed.

Before the other party made a move, he really couldn't see through his cultivation, thinking that at most he was a strong man in the Jietian realm, and with his strength, he could easily crush him. Unexpectedly, he kicked on the iron plate.

"Who are you?" Tu Tian asked coldly.

The burly Death Clan member said proudly: "I am one of the three commanders under the command of the Source Demon God Son - Commander He Yun. I am ordered by His Highness the Source Demon God Son to guard the Xianji Mountain. Any cultivator from the Heavenly Court who dares to step into the Xianji Mountain will be killed without mercy." Hearing this, Tu Tian's eyes changed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little dread in his heart. The Death Commander has a very high status. On the battlefield of merit, he can command a million Death Clan troops. Those who can become commanders have reached the realm of Lindao. Generally, they directly obey the orders of the Death Clan Great Saint, and even the Son of God finds it difficult to dispatch them. Even if they enter the Kunlun Realm, the Death Clan Commander still has a great say and will not follow the orders of a certain Son of God casually. Some weaker Sons of God only have Death Generals and Death Generals under their command, and cannot control the Death Commander. The fact that the Source Demon God Son has three Death Commanders under his command is enough to show how powerful the Source Demon God Son himself is.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes glanced at Commander He Shen, and then at the several powerful dead men behind him.

Those strong dead men were obviously a little different. They wore standard armor and held standard soldiers, and their powers were similar in nature.

"Death Knight."

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen understood the identities of those powerful dead men.

All Death Knights have cultivation levels above the Dao realm. They are carefully cultivated by the Death Temple and have the qualifications of a great saint.

The Death Knights in front of them are all at the peak of the Dao Realm. Two of them have reached the Heaven Realm. Their strength should not be underestimated.

In addition to these death knights, there is also a group of strong dead people behind them. The aura they exude is also terrifying, and their cultivation levels are all above the Dao Realm.

In other words, the fifty-eight dead people who walked out of the war fortress were all top experts with cultivation levels above the Dao realm.

There are so many strong men in one military camp. How amazing would it be to have eight military camps combined?

"It seems that the information obtained is correct. The dead can indeed use the death altar to cultivate strong men, and the results are very significant." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

At this moment, many monks on the four warships had serious expressions on their faces.

Compared with the top combat power, their side is obviously at a disadvantage, and the situation is quite bad.

Even Zhenyuan and Xuanyuan Likong had never expected such a situation to occur.

Looking at the group of strong dead men outside the war fortress, Xiang Chunan couldn't help but his eyes shone, "Brother, there are so many merits!"

Hearing this, Tu Di and Tu Ren both showed astonished expressions. They felt that Xiang Chunan was a little too nervous. Those powerful dead people could indeed obtain a large amount of merit points, but only if they had the ability. Just destroy them all.

With such a disparity in strength, they couldn't be optimistic anyway. If they really had to fight hard, they would suffer heavy casualties.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ruochen also smiled and said: "There are indeed a lot of merit points. If you wipe them all out, you can exchange them for at least 180 million merit points, so what are you waiting for?"

"Haha, you little bastards of the dead, your Grandpa Xiang is here!" Xiang Chunan laughed and immediately rushed out of the warship.

A Dao Realm death general flew out, exuding majestic evil energy of death from outside his body, and punched out with a very contemptuous blow.

With his Dao realm cultivation, he can indeed despise Xiang Chunan who has not yet condensed the Dao realm.

Xiang Chunan had no intention of evading. Instead of retreating, he took the initiative to meet him.

"Punch your Grandpa Xiang."

Xiang Chunan shouted violently, and the acupuncture points all over his body opened, and cloud pillars of demonic energy emerged, almost transforming into a peerless demon king.

"boom."

The fists of the two collided together, and the demonic energy and the evil energy of death surged.

Xiang Chunan stood firmly in the air like a sacred mountain, while the death general of the dead clan flew out upside down and hit the war fortress like a cannonball.

With just one punch, the death general suffered severe injuries. One of his arms exploded and he could hardly move.

Xiang Chunan didn't stop and immediately wanted to punch him again to kill him.

"you dare."

A dead general shouted loudly, turned his battle ax, and slashed at Xiang Chunan.

Xiang Chunan roared angrily, "Get out of here."

Countless magic patterns appeared on the metal magic crown, releasing the supreme power and crashing into the death general.

At the same time, Xiang Chunan punched out in the air, and the demonic energy condensed into a demonic mountain, hitting the severely wounded death general.

"Ten Thousand Heavy Demonic Mountain Fist" is the holy art of boxing that he is best at. It is an intermediate-level holy art of Tongxuan level. Its power is not much different from some weaker high-level holy arts.

"Bang."

The death general's body was shattered into pieces, and his holy soul was crushed alive by the magic mountain.

Killing a death general with two punches is undoubtedly an amazing achievement.

On the other side, General Death was pushed back by the metal magic crown, unable to reach Xiang Chunan.

Seeing that his own strong man was killed, a Death Knight from the Heaven Realm immediately rushed out, waving the Death Sickle, trying to harvest Xiang Chunan's life.

The meaning of the Death Knight's existence is to kill. They are a symbol of death.

In comparison, this Death Knight is much more powerful than the Death General who just took action.

As he took action, a huge shadow of the Death God appeared behind him. He also waved the Death God's Sickle, and a stream of Death Qi was released, locking Xiang Chunan.

"The dragon and the elephant reach the sky."

A dragon and an elephant flew out and soared into the sky for nine days, reflecting the world, showing an extremely terrifying vision.

"Um?"

The death knight's expression changed slightly, and he gave up attacking Xiang Chunan, and instead tried his best to resist the dragon elephant's attack.

"boom."

The Death Knight was unable to withstand the blow and was knocked backwards. The Shadow of Death collapsed behind him.

"You want to touch my brother, have you asked me?"

Zhang Ruochen stood beside Xiang Chunan and said coldly.