He Xiang's heart was racing, and the other elders' faces were also pale. They had not yet recovered from the previous battle. The loss of 1,500 people meant their strength had immediately shrunk to one-fifth.
Looking at the corpses all over the mountains and plains, it was as if they were in a Buddhist hell. Those elders who had rushed to attack the city earlier now felt a chill in their hearts. If it were themselves just now...
To be honest, the two elders did a good job, with Cloud Array's powerful weapon and the courage to die for their cause. Among this group of elders, no one could have done better than him. But he still died, and the whole army was destroyed. It wasn't that he didn't do well enough, it was just that the enemy was too strong.
What is that symbol war pagoda? The released thunder, unexpectedly like the tide, endless, if they didn't witness it with their own eyes, they would never believe that there was such a powerful symbol war pagoda in this world. Even if there was, how could it possibly appear in a small mountain boundary?
This thing has already come out, how can you still let everyone mix?
And what about that Heavenly Ring Moon Whirl Array, can that even be called the Heavenly Ring Moon Whirl Array? Brother, it's not just you who has played with the Heavenly Ring Moon Whirl Array, are you really sure that's the Heavenly Ring Moon Whirl Array?
The elders looked at Jinwu City with sorrow and resentment.
Big brother, be good, you're such a fierce character, don't come to our small mountain village and fight with us little people for food!
Why bother...
For a moment, even He Xiang didn't know what to do next. Continue fighting? Looking around at the other elders, they were all devastated. Even if there were still elders with courage, the people below were unwilling, and he could clearly feel that the morale of the troops had reached its lowest point.
In front of everyone's eyes, if he retreated with his tail between his legs like this, he also felt that he couldn't save face.
Just as He Xiang was in a predicament, something suddenly happened again in Jinwu City.
The city wall of Jinwu City suddenly appeared with many people, and these people jumped down directly from the city wall.
He Xiang's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief as he stared at Jinwu City where people kept jumping down.
Could it be... could they be taking the initiative?
For some reason, he suddenly shivered and turned to see the other elders, and was stunned again. The elders who were originally surrounding him had all disappeared. It wasn't until he turned his head that he saw them three zhang away from him.
Everyone was shocked.
The movement of Jinwu City attracted everyone's attention. The cultivators who were watching from a distance all cast their eyes towards the group of people rushing out of Jinwu City.
Only to see this group of people, all black heavy armor, but the movements are very light and agile. After watching for a while, everyone couldn't help but show a puzzled expression. Heavy armor is hardly used among many spiritual armors. Because most battles take place in the air, heavy spiritual armor would severely affect speed. Most spiritual armors are lightweight, engraved with array symbols, so as to facilitate the activation of spiritual shields during battle. Generally speaking, the protective power of spiritual armor does not lie in the armor itself, but in the strength of the spiritual shield it activates.
The black spiritual armor on these people's bodies was extremely heavy in texture at first glance.
Such a heavy spiritual armor can only be worn by cultivators who have refined their bodies. Looking at the agile and nimble movements of this group of people, they really do resemble body-refining cultivators.
One after another, practitioners of Qi Gong jumped down from the city wall with extremely quick movements, well-trained and endless like flowing water. A large group of practitioners quickly gathered outside the city, and when their number reached one thousand, onlookers couldn't help but gasp in shock.
He Xiang and his men were even more ashen-faced!
Who says Jinwu City doesn't have many people?
Thirty-six war pagodas require at least a thousand cultivators to control, but now another thousand body-refining cultivators have appeared. How many more people are hiding in Jinwu City?
He Xiang didn't even have the energy to scold his mother, and the other elders just looked at each other in dismay.
One thousand heavily armed soldiers quickly assembled, their movements without a single hitch. In the briefest of moments, they completed their assembly.
A thousand people stood in silence, their faces solemn and still. The crows and sparrows made no sound, all noise had vanished into thin air.
The wind blows by, stirring up sand and dust, carrying withered branches and leaves, swirling in the air. The solemn and stern atmosphere is as cold as a knife, weighing heavily on people's hearts like a heavy stone, making it hard for them to breathe.
The dragon has a headache.
First of all, the boss's task cannot be disobeyed. The boss asked them to collect spoils of war, if they themselves go off on a tangent, the boss will definitely not like it, and he is also unwilling in his heart.
However, the words of the elder in the pendant cannot be ignored. As his direct superior, if he were to offend him, his future days would be spent in darkness and gloom.
He suddenly had an idea in his heart and immediately came up with a plan.
People who pay attention to this team in black armor are divided into two completely different factions.
One faction ridiculed the Lord of Golden Crow City for being muddle-headed, actually bothering with such a useless team. Whether it's sword cultivators or talisman cultivators and Zen cultivators, they all place great importance on flight abilities. Now the mainstream battlefield is in the sky, but this group that has ascended to the heavens is slow as turtles, only able to sit and wait for death.
On the other hand, there is a considerable amount of curiosity. So far, Jin Wucheng's series of actions have made people feel astonished. How could such a person make such a shallow and low-level mistake? There must be a deeper meaning to it.
Middle-aged people and Da Han belong to the second faction.
"It's always hard to say about precedents." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he said cautiously: "Only those who can break the rules are truly outstanding."
Dahan stared at the black armored troops outside Jinwu City. Others might find this troop laughable, but he had seen real elites, and although this troop was not yet elite, it already had a subtle and unstoppable aura.
Others may not care about this, but Dah Han knows that it's not easy to form this momentum.
This Jinwu City Lord is indeed a talented individual!
The eyes of the Great Han burned with an increasingly fierce gaze.
"Ku Wei" is an extremely extreme demonic cultivation method. Without a strong and enduring heart, it cannot be cultivated at all. However, if one can endure the pain, their progress will far exceed that of other demonic cultivations. When Wang first obtained "Ku Yuan", he thought it was quite good, but also felt that its progress was not fast enough. He didn't have the patience to slowly cultivate his inner guard, so he made some significant modifications. The newly formed "Ku Wei" became a quick-achievement demonic cultivation method, but the pain within naturally increased exponentially.
Anyway, for Wang, he has countless soldiers below him, and even if the elimination rate is astonishing, he doesn't care at all.
He probably never thought that one day, this magic would be cultivated by a group of slave cultivators. This group of slave cultivators had all gone through multiple hands, suffered hardships and were able to survive only because they were tough and resilient. In Pu Yao's heart, there was no room for emotions like sympathy, and in order to prove the value of his heavenly demon, he was also desperately urging them on.
Today is Weiyang's first appearance.
What does this strange team want to do?
Just as everyone was in a state of bewilderment, the neat and orderly formation suddenly dispersed with a loud noise, and each team flowed like water, suddenly turning into dozens of fine streams. Only to see them thirty-six people in one stroke, rapidly running through the mountains.
Their speed was incredibly fast, and the heavy armor on their bodies seemed to have no effect on them. What was most impressive was that in such a high-speed run, their formation did not show any signs of disorder.
Golden Crow City above, Zuo Mo let out a soft cry.
Changjiu and Fu Zhen had been in contact for a long time, and he was extremely sensitive to Fu Zhen's abnormalities. At a glance, he recognized that the thirty-six people formed a curve, maintaining a battle formation.
With a stir in his heart, he opened his spiritual eye.
Each squad was shrouded in a dark aura, as if dozens of black pythons were slithering among them, with murderous intent emanating from all sides.
Zuo Mo was startled for a moment.
What formation is this?
This formation's killing intent is unprecedented, never seen before. In comparison, the Zhuque Camp's battle formation led by Gongsun Zan pales in terms of killing intent compared to Wei Yan's current formation.
This Pao Yu fellow indeed left one move!
Zuo Mo stroked his chin thoughtfully.
The dragon's forehead kept sweating profusely, and then he heard the dignitary in the necklace constantly roaring.
"Have you all practiced to the point of exhaustion? Ah! This is just a small demonic kill of thirty-six people, and you've only cultivated it to this extent. What about that large demonic kill of over a thousand people...?"
Pu You had no dignity at all in front of Zuo Mo, he bellowed like thunder, startling Shou Long's heart, and was clearly very dissatisfied.
Soon, Shu Long's order was conveyed to each squad, and everyone's heart skipped a beat. The originally high-spirited team members were even more energized.
Each piece of music has a more solid murderous intent, and at this time, even if there is no cultivator with a keen eye, they can also see the extraordinary place in it.
"What a fierce killing intent!" The middle-aged man showed a shocked expression for the first time, his face serious: "This array's killing intent is so heavy, it's rare to see in my life! I don't know who created such a vicious array!"
"Being able to kill is a good formation!" The big man was quite open-minded about this, his eyes fixed intently on the Black Armor Guards as they flowed and shifted.
Murderous intent congeals like a substance, every note of the melody swirling around his head, vaguely having black snakes churning, making one look and feel afraid.
Those who had mocked Zuo Mo earlier were now also stunned, their hearts racing with fear. Although they hadn't seen the Black Armor Guards' attack methods yet, just this terrifying killing intent was enough to shatter many people's courage.
"Indeed formidable!" Zuo Mo, with his Spiritual Eyes, could see even more clearly. Once they made contact, the killing intent that had transformed into black pythons would instantly entwine around their enemies. Each and every one of the camp guards was like a wild beast ready to pounce on its prey. In the killing array, each and every one of the camp guards' pupils had turned blood red, emitting a terrifying aura. If they hadn't cultivated the "Suffering Guard", with their stubborn temperament, under such intense killing intent, they would have collapsed long ago.
Zuo Mo couldn't help but feel a little curious, if this formation were to encounter an enemy, what would happen. He really wanted to go ask Pu Yao, but thinking about it, if he went to ask Pu Yao now, that guy would definitely look down on him.
He dispelled the thought and suddenly reacted: "Didn't I tell them to sweep the treasure? What are they practicing there?"
At this thought, seeing the corpses all over the ground and the scattered treasures, Zuo Mo suddenly became enraged, it must be that evil spirit's doing.
So many crystals...
He was just about to burst into a loud scolding when he suddenly looked up and saw dozens of sword lights flying in from the horizon.

