Main Text Chapter 1217: Ambush

Ji Huan was startled, but soon understood from Mu Fanjun's eyes that the key was still the prophecy of the witch walker. It might not be a good thing to forcibly stop Miao Yi.

Although that was said, after all, it was deep into the hinterland of the purgatory, and several people were still somewhat entangled in their hearts.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Miao Yi laughed and said, "If everyone has no objection, it is better to set off now than to choose a day."

What can the Five Saints say? Naturally, they gathered people and set off.

However, before setting off, Zang Lei still said Amitabha, "Miao Yi, this place is dangerous. It seems that you have made a lot of red crystal armor. Why don't you lend us a few sets to give us more protection."

The Yun Aotian family members have no shortage of red crystal armor. Yun Zhiqiu had equipped them for the Yun family earlier.

These people, after intercepting and killing the three Tianjie commanders, did get three sets. Not only is the number difficult to distribute, but there is still a gap after dividing it.

Miao Yi asked back: "You haven't paid me back yet, but you're borrowing again?"

He had to be careful that this group of people got good equipment that would be disadvantageous to him. The six great achievements were not vegetarian.

The five saints were collectively speechless, and they were a little embarrassed by this. It was not appropriate to refute by saying something like "disciples and daughters have married you". Saying such words because the borrowed money was not paid back was no different from selling your daughter. How could you say it out loud.

It's not that they can't pay it back now. The three Tianjie generals who were killed still have some belongings. It's just that it feels a bit strange to pay it back and borrow again now. Of course, Yun Aotian is an exception. The Yun family definitely can't pay it back now. Yun Zhiqiu gave the Yun family a lot of things. The red crystal armor given to the Yun family alone is not enough with the things on the three Tianjie generals.

The five saints admitted defeat. I found that I really couldn't put on airs in front of this guy. He didn't use power to pressure people. Using money to pressure people can also make you lose your temper.

"Forget it!" Miao Yi suddenly relaxed again, "Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face. For the sake of my concubines, just lend it, how many sets do you want?"

It's not appropriate not to lend it. This ghost place still has time to rely on them. If you can't even save your life, what's the point of carrying all the property? Lending it out can also enhance the strength of your side. After thinking about it, it's more cost-effective to lend it out.

This side naturally wants everyone to have a set. Since Miao Yi has decided to give it, it can be said that he will do a good thing to the end. Not only did everyone who didn't have a red crystal battle armor borrow a set, but everyone who didn't have a spiritual beast mount also borrowed one.

The five saints arrived and received their things. For safety reasons and to avoid being too conspicuous, they all put their own people into the beast bag.

Miao Yi was simple. He kicked Heitan, who was dozing at the entrance of the cave, and he jumped up in fright. He sat on Heitan, who was a little resentful, and patted Heitan's neck. Heitan carried him and flew into the air quickly.

Yun Aotian and the others also summoned their mounts and rode them into the air to chase after them...

A huge black sphere rotated in the silent starry sky, with faint light from time to time.

After screams. After a fierce fight.

Tens of thousands of men in black roared and swept thousands of corpses. From the golden armor of the Heavenly Court worn on most of the corpses, it can be seen that they were all people from the Heavenly Court who participated in the assessment. Another part of the men in black quickly chased the Heavenly Court personnel who fled in all directions.

Soon. No one escaped, and all the thousands of candidates who accidentally bumped into this place were caught.

Colorful Lotus Monk. The eyebrow spiritual platform Dharma, ninety-nine and eighty-one petals of the nine-color lotus is the highest level of cultivation in the colorful lotus realm. The flower blooms nine colors and nine petals in one circle for the first grade, and nine colors and nine circles for the ninth grade.

A black-clad man quietly floating in the starry sky watching the battle had a black face without a beard, a face full of flesh, and a seventh-grade colorful lotus appeared between his eyebrows. His magic eyes swept across the battlefield. After several people came to report the results of the battle, he grabbed a dark horn with ferocious patterns similar to a bull's horn out of thin air, put it to his mouth and blew it hard.

"Woo... Woo..."

The dull whimpering sound spread to the starry sky with the magic power.

Tens of thousands of horses suddenly turned around and looked at the black-clad man who blew the bull's horn. Then they quickly gathered and advanced and retreated in an orderly manner. It was obvious that they were well-trained.

The black-clad man who put away the horn turned and flew towards the huge black sphere behind him, and tens of thousands of horses followed.

Only when you get close to the sphere will you find that the black sphere is composed of countless irregular stones of various sizes with a dark metallic luster. The big ones are as big as mountains, and the small ones are like gravel. Under the rapid rotation, it looks like a curtain wall, and it looks like a whole from a distance.

Faced with the flowing stones that were difficult to penetrate without great force, tens of thousands of people suddenly turned into dark mist and drilled into the flowing stones. They were all ghost cultivators.

When they passed through the flowing stone cover, the dark mist condensed into human form again in a moment, and tens of thousands of people appeared and continued to fly forward. There was a real sphere in front of them, and what they saw outside looked like a layer of flowing stone protection cover.

A group of people landed in a dark place. Only the skinny rocks occasionally flashed with dim light. There was no grass growing, and the cold wind was blowing.

In the cracks of the skinny rocks and in the caves, heads appeared one by one, and faces that could not tell whether they were happy, angry, sad, or happy. Looking at the returning people, they were all black-clothed people. At a glance, there were probably tens of thousands of people. No one spoke, and only the whistling wind could be heard.

The yin energy condensed by a large number of ghost cultivators swept through the mountains with the wind.

The leader of the fallen soldiers waved his hand, and tens of thousands of black-clad men immediately threw out thousands of corpses of the Heavenly Court soldiers, piling them up like a mountain.

They were not all corpses, there were also hundreds of captives, each of whom was forced to kneel on the ground with a knife at his neck. The crippled or injured captives looked around with horror, and saw a ruthless face among the skinny mountains looking at them.

Watching them quietly, looking at them calmly, it is impossible to describe what kind of eyes are in those eyes, it is the kind of eyes that seem to see no hope, like a walking corpse, without any emotion, being stared at by such eyes, the captives kneeling on the ground are looked at with a chill in their hearts.

Among the kneeling heavenly generals, someone suddenly shouted nervously: "Surrender! I surrender..."

Who knew that before the words were finished, the ghost cultivator with a knife behind him chopped down directly, and the begging for mercy stopped abruptly, and a cavity of hot blood spurted out and was blown away by the wind, and a good head was stuck by the rocks after rolling away with the wind.

Others who wanted to follow the shouting for mercy were immediately frightened and shut up, and swallowed the words that came to their mouths.

Someone came out to greet them and bowed to the leader, "Commander Guan."

The person called Commander Guan asked in a deep voice: "Where is the general?"

"On the mountain!" The man turned around and waved his finger.

Commander Guan raised his eyes and opened his eyes to see the highest mountain top covered by the gray yin energy swept by the wind. A burly man in black had a black cape fluttering in the wind, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and a few strands of long beard swaying in the wind. His face was pale, and he stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the sky with a confused look in his deep eyes. He ignored the prisoners brought by his command and didn't know what he was thinking.

Commander Guan dodged and landed on the top of the jagged mountain. The sound of the wind passing through the messy rocks became more and more shrill.

After taking a few steps forward, he bowed and said, "General, the rebels are vulnerable. We have killed 4,441 rebels and captured 307 alive. No one escaped. Six of our soldiers died in the battle. We won a great victory. Please tell us how to deal with them." In his mouth, the people of the Heavenly Court turned out to be rebels!

The general lowered his eyes slightly to look at the situation at the foot of the mountain, and answered lightly, irrelevant to the question: "Have all the checkpoints been set up in the area we are responsible for?"

Commander Guan replied: "They have been set up. Spy far away. As long as someone passes through this area, they will be discovered."

The general then replied: "Deal with it according to the usual practice."

"Yes!" Commander Guan bowed and took the order and retreated.

Back to the foot of the mountain, with an order, hundreds of heavenly captives were immediately held down by several people, and rolling Yin Qi was poured into their bodies, intending to refine the captives into zombies and dissect the Yin Dan.

"Ah..." The captives who knew their fate screamed in pain, but they were restrained and could not resist.

At the same time, others began to clean up the piles of thousands of corpses and the items on the corpses.

Commander Guan, who stood silently watching his men busy, suddenly frowned, took out a star bell, shook it and asked: What's the matter?

Feedback from the spy: Report! Six riders are approaching from the southeast, and it is estimated that they will arrive in about an hour!

Commander Guan: Are you sure there are only six people?

Spy: Yes! No other personnel were seen.

Commander Guan collected the star bell, waved his hand, summoned 800 men and horses, and quickly broke through the air.

The six people reported by the spy were none other than the new six saints headed by Miao Yi.

Miao Yi and others naturally did not expect that they would be targeted less than half a day after leaving the hiding place where they had been hiding for decades.

The six people who rode their mounts in the starry sky were always alert to their surroundings and did not find any clues.

When they broke into a rocky area and were about to pass through, they immediately noticed something unusual. The six people almost stopped at the same time, only to see a hundred men in black suddenly rushed out from behind the floating rocks in front of them, blocking their way.

The six people quickly looked around again. Not only in front of them, but also in all directions, a hundred men and horses appeared, cutting off their way in and out.

We were ambushed! This thought flashed through the minds of the six people at the same time.

The six were all veterans of the battlefield. They knew it was a targeted ambush. They were obviously being targeted without knowing it. These people were obviously not from the Heavenly Court. A glance from the Dharma Eye showed that they were all ghost cultivators.

No need to guess, they knew they were facing people from Hell. The six exchanged glances quickly. Although they all thought it was not good, no one showed panic. They immediately put on the red crystal armor and prepared to fight.

"Old Ghost Situ, you are the Ghost King. You are the best at dealing with ghost cultivators. The first battle depends on you. You are the vanguard. The five of us will block your worries and protect you from the four wings. You just rush forward. Everyone must fight to dampen their spirit and kill a gap." Mu Fanjun quickly gave instructions.

Ji Huan also said in a deep voice: "Don't get entangled with them. If you can kill them, leave immediately!" (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature. The novel is better and updated faster!

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