Chapter 447: Barbarian Horde Surprise Attack

In the dense forest on the hillside, Tu Ming revealed his figure.

He was about seven feet tall, with a strong physique and clear muscle lines.

His skin color was like ancient bronze, wearing animal skin, barefoot, with a large snake wrapped around his waist and back. The large snake was already dead, only a shell, but it was still lifelike. The huge snake head was just above Tu Ming's shoulder, appearing particularly terrifying.

As the High Priest of the Hundred Poison Tribe, known as Poison Belly, the accessories on Tu Ming's body were mostly snake bones and viper scales, and snake teeth and poison sacs hung from his necklace.

At this moment, he stretched out his withered fingers and gently pinched a tiny poison sac in the necklace.

He pulled the poison sac down and instilled magic power.

In an instant, the poison sac was restored, enlarged to the size of a palm, and held in Tu Ming's hand.

Tu Ming muttered in his mouth, cast mouth seals, and chanted spells.

At the same time, his five fingers pressed the poison sac, continuously kneading.

The five fingers were also ancient bronze in color, but the wrinkles and finger gaps were pitch black like iron.

The kneading and squeezing of the fingers were not without rules, but like five poisonous snakes wrapped around the surface of the poison sac, continuously twisting and wandering, coldly rubbing.

Tu Ming's mouth curled slightly, revealing a vicious smile, his gaze becoming colder and colder, projecting a ruthless look.

Poison Technique—Formless Poison!

Mouth seals and finger seals were combined, and on the basis of using the poison sac, he cast this move.

Tu Ming was a Nascent Soul-level great cultivator; it had been many years since he had been so solemn and gone all out to cast a spell.

The poison sac continued to be consumed, gradually collapsing, eventually turning into a thin layer of bag membrane.

The formless, odorless, and soundless poison gas, according to Tu Ming's spiritual sense guidance, drifted silently toward the foot of the mountain.

There, an army was trekking through mountains and rivers, marching rapidly, it was the Savage Demon Army of the two kingdoms.

The poison gas drifted into the army, without any obstruction, and spread rapidly.

The many barbarian and demon cultivators who inhaled the poison gas were still marching, discussing, laughing, and scolding, some even arguing, without noticing that death was coming.

"Old Ox, how was the taste of that snake demon?"

"What snake demon, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"Don't pretend, many people saw you running into that female snake demon's tent late last night to dual cultivate. Look at your obvious fatigue today, you've been sucked dry, right?"

"What are you saying! I, Old Ox, am strong and healthy, dual cultivating seventeen or eighteen times a night, still full of spirit, full of vigor, full of energy..."

Thump.

Before he finished speaking, the ox-headed demon cultivator fell to the ground, expressionless.

Dead.

The first reaction of the demon cultivator who had just been talking was to laugh loudly: "Old Ox is bragging, he's exhausted, uh..."

Thump.

He also fell down, his face calm, losing his life.

Thump, thump...

A series of cultivators fell one after another, like wheat stalks after rain and wind, collapsing piece by piece.

At this moment, the Savage Demon Camp finally reacted.

The cultivator responsible for vigilance rang the alarm bell and roared at the same time: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"

Thump.

The next moment, he also died.

But the alarm bell was a magic tool, still emitting a piercing alarm.

"Something big is wrong, General, someone has poisoned us! Our army has already suffered over a hundred casualties." A subordinate came to report.

Xu Dali, sitting on a heavy-armored rhinoceros, was shocked, quickly reached out, grabbed the long-handled war hammer hanging on his mount, and roared in his mouth: "Form up, form up!"

His volume was very loud, stirring up a wave of wind and spreading it out. The personal guards in the inner circle knew the inside story, and the elite soldiers in the outer circle heard the movement, didn't know why, and cast suspicious glances one after another.

The subordinate quickly asked: "General, what formation should we set?"

"Iron Barrel Formation, set up the Iron Barrel Formation first!" Xu Dali shouted.

The subordinates around him moved out immediately; some held military flags, some arranged weapons, and some issued orders.

The Savage Demon Camp was like a bloated bear; after bleeding and being injured, it was awakened, immediately bristling with anger, and vigilantly guarding against it.

Another hillside.

Two Nascent Soul-level barbarian cultivators stood side by side.

One was Di Lu, eyes covered with black cloth, upper body naked, painted with blood totems, carrying two huge crescent curved blades on his back.

One was Gu Ya, blue hair, wolf claw patterns on his cheeks, holding a ferocious wolf-tooth club.

Both were Nascent Soul level.

Gu Ya stomped hard, inserting the wolf-tooth club into the mountain stone.

He raised his head slightly, puffed out his chest, took a deep breath, and then bit his finger, letting out blood.

He dipped his finger in blood, followed the wolf claw patterns on his cheeks and forehead, and smeared it on.

At the same time, he mobilized magic power and instilled it into the wolf claw patterns.

The patterns were stimulated by the double excitement of blood and magic power, as if they had life, and began to grow rapidly, spreading on Gu Ya's cheeks and chest.

Eventually, it spread along the legs and feet to the surrounding mountain land.

In a moment, the blood-blue patterns formed complex and ancient patterns, placing Gu Ya and Di Lu in the most central area.

Storage Array—Beast Realm: Wolf Mountain!

The blood-blue array erupted with strong brilliance, and a large group of wolves rushed out from the brilliance.

These ferocious mountain wolves had light gray, dark gray, and gray-blue fur.

They were all carefully raised by Gu Ya, and their strength was not bad; the vast majority were at the Qi Condensation level, and the leaders were all at the Foundation Establishment level.

There were three Golden Core-level leaders, each as big as a calf, and after walking out of the array, they did not charge, but stood beside Gu Ya, guarding the main general.

The wolf pack was like a tide, rushing down from the hillside, forming a ferocious military force, covering the Savage Demon Camp.

Poison Belly High Priest Tu Ming had finished casting the poison technique and had been watching the Savage Demon Camp from afar.

Seeing the Savage Demon Camp in a commotion, wanting to form an array, he sneered: "Iron Barrel Formation? Lu Hongtu is right, this Xu Dali lacks talent and doesn't know how to adapt. A mere Iron Barrel Formation, how can it resist my Formless Poison?"

Another place, Gu Ya also observed the movements of the Savage Demon Camp, but frowned tightly.

Once the Iron Barrel Battle Formation was formed, it would greatly increase the defense of the Savage Demon Camp, bringing great difficulties to the impact of his wolf pack.

"If my Pale Moon Tribe loses to the Hundred Poison Tribe, where will my face go?"

"The divine decree requires us to go all out; my wolf pack will suffer too many losses, how will I face the main force of the two kingdoms in the future?"

Thinking of this, Gu Ya immediately let out a long howl, opened his arms, and danced a war dance on the spot.

The blood-blue patterns on his body, with every ancient and primitive dance movement he made, left behind streaks of blood-blue light shadows in mid-air.

The light shadows intertwined with each other, weaving into the appearance of an altar.

Gu Ya climbed onto the altar and cast his means.

Beast-Taming Technique—Wolf Running in the Wind!

The Wolf Running Technique took effect immediately, causing the wolf pack's speed to increase by a large margin, quickly shortening the charge distance.

Beast-taming was one of the hundred arts of cultivation.

In the Thousand Peaks Forest, Gu Ya and Ju Bing were known as the Pig-Wolf Beast Masters, and both were known to have deep attainments in beast-taming techniques.

The Savage Demon Camp was in a panic.

"Terrible, the wolf pack has sped up!"

"We won't have time to form the array, General, what should we do?"

The subordinate reported urgently.

Over the past few days, Xu Dali had also been diligent and conscientious; as the main general, he had filled the training volume, but there were too many people, leading to high difficulty in training the troops, and the training level was quite low when shared.

At this moment, the military situation was urgent, and the Savage Demon Camp unexpectedly dropped the chain and could not form the array quickly.

"Give me the formation!" Xu Dali shouted, his aura erupted, forming a wave of air.

The air wave expanded rapidly, and within a few breaths, it swept through the whole army.

Military Strategy—Soldiers Value Speed!

Xu Dali, as the main general of an army, naturally also concurrently cultivated military strategy.

The most classic "soldiers value speed" in military strategy, he also used it quite well.

The wolf pack's charge was faster, and the Savage Demon Camp, under the blessing of military strategy, also accelerated the speed of forming the array.

"Come here, hold it for me, no retreat in this battle!" Xu Dali roared.

The personal guards and elite soldiers around him accelerated their actions, and the Iron Barrel Formation with them as the core had already taken shape.

The deputy general filled the gaps for Xu Dali and advised: "My lord, should we ask for help from friendly forces?"

Xu Dali was reminded, nodded quickly: "Of course we must ask for help, hurry up and ask for help!"

Awoo!

The wolf pack officially clashed with the Savage Demon Camp.

The battle line roughly organized by the Barbarian Demon Camp was like dregs of tofu, easily trampled and smashed to pieces by the wolf pack.

The cultivators of the Savage Demon Camp screamed one after another, and after the clash, they immediately suffered over a hundred casualties!

The formation line was twisted and could not support it, being broken through several gaps.

The wolf pack was like a flood, following the gaps, killing into the inner circle.

But here, they hit an iron plate, and their offensive was immediately significantly contained.

Surrounding Xu Dali, his personal guards and elite soldiers had already formed a small Iron Barrel Formation.

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The battle formation brought a huge defense boost to every cultivator participating in the formation, as if they had copper skin and iron bones, making it difficult for the mountain wolves to see results no matter how they tore and bit.

On the hillside, Tu Ming's expression became a bit solemn.

The resilience of the Savage Demon Camp was a bit beyond his expectations.

He saw that the core of the Savage Demon Camp had stabilized, and the vast majority of cultivators outside the core, although retreating steadily, were only restricted by the fierce offensive of the wolf pack.

Very few people were panicked; most were resentful after being attacked and wanted to fight back.

"The military heart of the Savage Demon Camp is still usable!"

"Gu Ya is too impatient, delaying my disturbing their military heart."

Tu Ming became dissatisfied with Gu Ya.

His Formless Poison was formless, colorless, and odorless, which could cause huge terror to the Savage Demon Camp, shaking and shaking their morale.

But the wolf pack's attack followed closely, instead making the Savage Demon Camp not have time to savor the terrifying atmosphere brought by the Formless Poison, falling into the hot fighting mood.

The Formless Poison was still playing a role, but the attention of the Savage Demon Camp was all attracted by the wolf pack, even if there were cultivators dying strangely beside them, most people couldn't care less.

Gu Ya frowned tightly.

His wolf pack hit the small iron barrel formation, and it was also bloody, losing more than seventy mountain wolves in a short time.

"Xu Dali's core has not been shaken, and the influence he brought is taking effect. The cultivators near the core circle are all relying on it. If not stopped, a larger Iron Barrel Formation will soon take shape!"

"By then, my wolf pack will suffer more losses."

Gu Ya felt an impulse and looked at Di Lu, wanting to ask him to take action to charge the formation and form a cooperation with himself.

But after Di Lu noticed Gu Ya's gaze, he decisively shook his head.

Gu Ya loved his wolves, Di Lu could understand, but Di Lu would never lose the big because of the small; his most important task here was to guard Gu Ya.

Di Lu said: "The Hundred Poison Tribe and my Pale Moon Tribe have both taken action one after another; don't forget, there is also the Ancient Vine Tribe."

With the divine decree, he was not worried at all that the Ancient Vine Tribe would be lazy.

Another hillside.

The Ancient Vine Tribe's Nascent Soul cultivator Green Vine Doctor, and her husband, the Golden Core cultivator Cang Cang Cang Teng Wang, both cast their gazes at the battlefield.

On the battlefield, the Savage Demon Camp and the wolf pack were fighting together, already forming a large area of bloody wind and rain, broken corpses and remains.

Seeing the scale of Xu Dali's Iron Barrel Formation expanding, Cang Cang Cang Teng Wang took out the huge black bow from behind.

The black bow seemed to be made of withered wood, naturally curved, but not strung.

Cang Cang Cang Teng Wang reached out, twisted his white hair and beard, and then pulled fiercely.

He broke his hair and handed it close to the black bow.

Accompanied by his spellcasting, the white hair in his hand expanded violently, turning into pale vines.

The white vines were thin but tough, full of strong elasticity. They automatically climbed, tightly entangled the upper and lower ends of the black bow, and then tightened themselves, pulling the black bow more curved.

Cang Cang Cang Teng Wang held the black bow in his left hand, pulled the empty string with his right hand, and aimed at the battlefield.

He pulled backward to the limit, and accompanied by his movements, the muscles of his right arm burst, exuding a strong male aura.

He pulled the bowstring to the limit, and then let go.

Bang.

A muffled sound, the bowstring straightened again, shaking violently.

Clearly there was no arrow, yet on the battlefield, where Cang Cang Cang Teng Wang's gaze was locked, a white mark suddenly appeared.

The white mark immediately condensed, turning into pale vines, strangling the cultivator's heart, piercing through his body, causing vines and thorns to grow out of all parts of his body, turning into a bloody, broken corpse.

Bang bang bang...

Cang Cang Cang Teng Wang continuously pulled the string and continuously let go.

His black bow was not a weapon, but a magic tool. Paired with his strange spell, it caused vines to grow out of thin air in the cultivator's body, taking away the lives of one cultivator after another.

Many key figures in the Savage Demon Camp died inexplicably.

These people either held the formation flag, or held the military order, or even carried small formation disks.

Accompanied by the death of these people, the expansion trend of the Iron Barrel Formation of the Savage Demon Camp immediately stagnated.

Seeing this change, Gu Ya laughed loudly and danced the barbarian dance again.

In essence, this was casting spells through body seals.

Beast-Taming Technique—Wolf Howl Shaking the Heart.

Beast-Taming Technique—Wolf Claws Like Soldiers!

Two spells were released, Gu Ya was exhausted to the extreme, half-kneeling on the spot, panting heavily.

He blessed the entire wolf pack by himself, even if he was at the Nascent Soul level, it was very strenuous. Especially since the wolf pack had already clashed with the Savage Demon Camp, influenced by the military qi of the Savage Demon Camp, the difficulty and consumption of casting spells skyrocketed.

The wolf pack received the blessing, one by one let out howls, powerfully shaking the heart defense of the Savage Demon Camp cultivators.

The wolf claws were all covered with a layer of metallic brilliance, becoming exceptionally sharp, like weapons.

The wolf pack's offensive rose by a large margin, killing the Savage Demon Camp until heads rolled and people turned over.

"Damn guy, controlling the wolf pack, it must be Gu Ya, I'm going to kill him!" Xu Dali saw his side suffering heavy losses, furious, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, and he wanted to come and find trouble with Gu Ya alone.

"General, don't be impulsive."

The deputy general quickly persuaded Xu Dali. Without Xu Dali there, the small iron barrel formation that had just stabilized would also be in jeopardy. ===== CHAPTER 448 =====