Chapter 445 Battle

"I will sneak in first, rescue Instructor Yan, and then solve the formation of the zombie village. This way, without the formation defense, it will be much easier to attack."

"Although I can do something with the formation to deal with ordinary corpse cultivators and zombies, there are too many of them and too little time. It's not easy for me to do it, so I can only leave it to you."

"But I will find a way to deal with those iron corpses..."

Mo Hua calculated.

Situ Fang was surprised when she heard this:

"How are you going to deal with the Iron Corpse?"

Mo Hua raised two little fingers: "There are two ways..."

"The best way is that I stole Zhang Quan's Corpse Control Bell. Without the Corpse Control Bell, Zhang Quan can't control the Iron Corpse, which is equivalent to cutting off his own arms."

"But the Corpse Control Bell is extremely important. Zhang Quan will definitely carry it with him, so it may not be stolen."

"If I can't steal it, I will tamper with the Iron Corpse's formation and let it go out of control. This will cause chaos in the village. If everyone rushes over, the Walking Corpse Village will definitely be finished."

Mo Hua arranged it clearly.

Situ Fang frowned.

It sounds simple, but it may be very risky to do it in practice.

She couldn't help but worry: "Will it work?"

Mo Hua calculated: "It's easy to solve the formation, with a 90% chance..."

Mo Hua actually wanted to say 100%, because for him now, solving the first-grade, or even some less than the first-grade formation, is very simple.

But you can't be too confident in everything, you always have to leave some room, so he only said 90%.

"... Stealing Zhang Quan's corpse-controlling bell, the probability is very small, I guess only 10% to 20%;"

"Tampering with the iron corpse, about 50% to 60% chance, first, I don't know what kind of formations are on the iron corpse, I haven't studied it, and second, the iron corpse is guarded tightly, I may not have the opportunity to get close..."

Mo Hua said in a crisp voice.

Situ Fang was a little embarrassed.

Mo Hua, this kid, can not only inquire about information, but also analyze information, and can come up with solutions based on the information.

He thinks carefully, acts carefully and calmly.

He is also a formation master...

No wonder Zhang Lan said that Yang Jiyong tried every means to win over Mo Hua to join the Daobing Division.

Situ Fang nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Then Situ Fang invited two elders of the Situ family.

One is Situ Jin, and the other is a tall and thin foundation-building cultivator.

The crowd discussed the details, including the time of attacking the village, the ambush location, the equipment of spiritual weapons, the purchase of elixirs, and the overall dispatch of monks.

After the discussion, two days later, more than 200 monks of the Situ family gathered and set off for the barren mountain of Nanyue City.

The barren mountain was dark at night, the moon was cold and the forest was deep.

The withered grass and strange trees cast strange shadows.

Occasionally, there were monsters roaring, crying and complaining, which only added to the silence.

Everyone wore black clothes, held their mouths and walked quickly, without saying a word, until the third watch of the night, under the guidance of Mo Hua, they came to the outside of the walking corpse village.

In front of them was a bare stone forest.

Mo Hua lowered his voice and said, "I'll go in and take a look first, you wait for my news."

After that, without waiting for Situ Fang's response, he quietly disappeared.

Situ Fang was slightly startled.

The two elders of the Situ family behind her were also stunned, and then they were horrified.

Gone?

Just disappeared without a trace?

They were building foundations, but they didn't know how Mo Hua disappeared. In their consciousness, there was nothing around, no trace.

They couldn't see through the hiding of a Qi-refining cultivator?

What kind of hiding technique is this?

When they were surprised, Mo Hua had already performed the Water-passing Step and sneaked into the zombie village.

There were four or five more people guarding the gate of the zombie village than the day before.

It seems that Zhang Quan is still not at ease.

And around the gate, the fake version of the "Xianchen Formation" of Instructor Yan was also set up.

Mo Hua hid himself and swaggered through the "Xianchen Formation", then jumped onto the roof lightly and found Instructor Yan's room with ease.

It was late, and Instructor Yan was still reading the formation book.

Mo Hua released his spiritual sense, and seeing that there was no one around, he quietly went in and whispered to Yan Jiaoxi:

"Yan Jiaoxi, I will rescue you tonight, please clean up first."

Yan Jiaoxi was reading a book seriously, and suddenly a whisper came from a dark corner, which startled him.

When he heard who the voice was, he was surprised, but did not speak, but nodded calmly.

Then Yan Jiaoxi began to get up and quietly packed up the array books and array diagrams.

Mo Hua took advantage of this time to remove the defensive array of the zombie village.

Mo Hua solved it very quickly.

Because there was no need to cover up the traces, and there was no need to worry about the array being damaged, Mo Hua's brush was moving quickly, and his technique was simple and rough.

As long as the sun rose and the war started, these arrays would be destroyed.

So Mo Hua didn't have to be polite.

He solved some of the easy ones.

He was too lazy to solve some complicated ones, so he drew some anti-spiritual arrays.

Once these formations are activated, they will self-destruct due to the rebellion of spiritual power and the disorder of formation patterns.

However, this kind of self-destruction is less powerful and far from the extent of the formation collapse.

Mo Hua's original intention was to only destroy the formation.

Rather than using the formation to kill the corpse cultivators in the walking corpse village.

He doesn't have the time to do that now.

Mo Hua is familiar with the huge walking corpse village and runs around.

Or climb the wall, or climb the roof, or go up the beam, or drill the cave...

He either dissolves or destroys the formations in the village, one by one.

This route was also planned by Mo Hua in advance, and he simulated it several times in his mind.

Strive to destroy the most formations in the shortest time.

After two or three hours, the formations in the walking corpse village were destroyed by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was a little tired, so he rested for a while, thought about it, and went to Zhang Quan's secret room again.

Zhang Quan was meditating and resting.

His corpse-controlling bell was placed in a storage bag, and the storage bag was placed on his waist.

Mo Hua observed him for many days, and Zhang Quan never left the bell in his bag.

He always carried the corpse-controlling bell in his storage bag and never took it out.

Unless he was knocked unconscious, he could not get the storage bag or snatch the corpse-controlling bell.

Mo Hua only had Qi training, and he was definitely not Zhang Quan's opponent in a head-on fight.

He did not have the talent and cultivation of his junior brother and junior sister.

Even if he was knocked unconscious, he could not knock Zhang Quan unconscious.

Mo Hua felt a little sorry.

It seemed that his guess was right. Under normal circumstances, he could not steal the corpse-controlling bell.

Zhang Quan was not a fool and would not give him this opportunity.

Mo Hua went to the corpse-hiding cave again.

The corpse-hiding cave was used by the walking corpse village to refine and raise zombies.

The coffins of the iron corpses were placed in the deepest part of the corpse-hiding cave.

Mo Hua looked around and saw that there were several corpse cultivators guarding overnight. There was an early warning formation nearby, so they couldn't get close.

These iron corpses were not guarded before.

It seems that Zhang Quan suffered a loss and learned his lesson, so he didn't dare to be careless at all.

"This is trouble..."

Mo Hua frowned.

The bell can't be stolen, and the iron corpse can't do anything.

If they really start fighting, they will definitely suffer.

Mo Hua thought about it and shook his head slightly.

It seems that he can't solve it by himself for the time being.

Mo Hua got up and left the walking corpse village first.

He went outside the village and met Situ Fang, and said truthfully:

"I solved the formation, but the corpse-controlling bell can't be stolen, and the iron corpse can't get close."

Situ Fang was slightly stunned.

It was beyond her expectation that the formation could be solved.

As for the corpse-controlling bell and the iron corpse, she didn't expect these.

"It's okay. It's good enough to be able to unlock the formation." Situ Fang said, "Next, shall we follow the plan?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "But there is no need to attack by force. We should focus on harassment and create chaos in the village."

"Okay." Situ Fang said.

Mo Hua looked at Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi again and said:

"Let's take advantage of the chaos and save Instructor Yan first."

"Yes." Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi nodded.

So while it was still dark and people were tired.

Situ Fang and the two foundation-building elders of the Situ family led more than 200 Situ family cultivators in black clothes and sneaked into the walking corpse village.

At the gate of the walking corpse village, several corpse cultivators were burning fire and drinking, talking vaguely.

The foundation-building elder took the lead, relying on his swift body movements, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived next to these corpse cultivators, and then made a full-strength attack, with the force of thunder, and wiped out all the corpse cultivators guarding the gate!

After making sure that there was no one around, he let the other monks of the Situ family follow.

After killing several waves, they were still discovered by the corpse cultivators.

The alarm bells in the zombie village rang loudly.

In the dark night, torches were lit, illuminating the village.

The robbers drew their knives, and the corpse cultivators rang the corpse control bell.

One coffin after another trembled, the coffin lids were opened, and the zombies crawled out of the coffins...

Situ Fang's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said coldly:

"Kill!"

The monks of the Situ family no longer concealed their breath, and they all drew their swords and knives, circulated their spiritual power, and shouted loudly:

"Kill!"

In an instant, the zombie village was filled with murderous aura.

The swords and knives collided, and spiritual power burst out.

On the other side, Mo Hua had already brought Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi to rescue Teacher Yan.

Mo Hua said, "Brother and sister, you guys send Instructor Yan out first."

Bai Zisheng said, "What about you?"

"I have something else to do."

Bai Zisheng shook his head and said, "No, it's too dangerous here. You and Zixi send Mr. Yan out, and I'll stay behind to cover you!"

Bai Zisheng said this righteously.

Mo Hua saw through his thoughts at a glance, "You want to stay and fight, right..."

Bai Zisheng defended himself, "Nonsense, am I that kind of person?"

But he felt a little guilty after saying this.

Mo Hua advised him, "I'll go find Zhang Quan first, keep an eye on him, and don't let him run away..."

"Send Instructor Yan out, and then come back to me. We'll meet up and take down Zhang Quan."

Bai Zisheng's eyes lit up when he heard it, "Okay!"

Bai Zixi glanced at Mo Hua and whispered, "Be careful."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Instructor Yan also looked at Mo Hua with a worried look, and wanted to say something, but Bai Zisheng took him away.

Go early and come back early.

He wanted to come back early and kill that bastard Zhang Quan.

After Instructor Yan left, Mo Hua looked around, his mind moved slightly, and he reinforced some formations inside the room.

In this way, even if the corpse cultivator found something wrong and wanted to break in, it would take more trouble.

After drawing the formation, Mo Hua used concealment and slipped into Zhang Quan's secret room again.

Zhang Quan's secret room was like a free inn to Mo Hua, where he could come and go as he pleased.

Zhang Quan was still unaware of this at this time.

He was talking to several leading corpse cultivators with a serious expression:

"...How could there be enemies?"

"...How did they find the stronghold?"

"How many people are there?"

"It was too dark to see clearly."

"At least one or two hundred, at most four or five hundred..."

"What kind of forces? Dao Tingsi?"

"It doesn't look like...They are wearing black clothes and their identities are unknown."

"It's probably another force."

"Damn it, they came to my door for no reason! Too much!"

"Have you built your foundation?"

"It seems There are almost one or two..."

"Boss, what should we do?"

...

Zhang Quan pondered for a moment, and suddenly sneered, "Do you really think our zombie village is a soft persimmon?"

A trace of gloom flashed in his eyes:

"Pass the order to wake up all the zombies and iron corpses. Since they are here, don't let them go. It just so happens that our zombie village has not been open for a long time, and we also need to import a batch of "goods." "

A corpse cultivator hesitated:

"Boss, it may be a bit difficult for us to control the iron corpses. I'm afraid..."

Zhang Quan was silent, as if he was hesitating about something.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said hatefully:

"It doesn't matter. I will open the altar and burn incense, worship the portrait of the ancestor, and sacrifice the blood bell for controlling corpses!"

"Let these invading villains become blood food in the belly of the iron corpse!"

Several corpse cultivators were overjoyed and said excitedly: "Boss is wise!"

But Mo Hua was stunned when he heard the words.

Open the altar and sacrifice the bell?

Worship the portrait of the ancestor?

If he was offering the bell, did he have to take it out?

If he took it out, would he have a chance to steal it?

After all, if they were to fight head-on, they would suffer heavy casualties against these corpse cultivators and fearless zombies.

If they took the bell, they would have fewer casualties.

There was another point that concerned Mo Hua.

Worship the portrait of the ancestor?

What kind of ancestor was this?

What kind of portrait was this?

Could it be...