Chapter 454

Seeing one of their own Golden Cores killed instantly, Chen Lingfeng, Wu Hen, and the others immediately scattered and transferred, trying hard to widen the distance between themselves and the Three Generals Camp.

At this moment, the battle formation embodied its own might to the fullest.

The battle formation integrated the power of everyone, including the three generals Liu, Guan, and Zhang, Unlike Ning Zhuo, and nearly three hundred cultivators, in a clever way.

Therefore, Zhang Hei's seemingly ordinary attack was actually incomparably powerful.

If a Golden Core cultivator were fighting alone, they would simply be unable to contend with it.

"General Zhang is valiant!" The soldiers shouted, and morale suddenly soared.

In this way, the military heart was condensed tightly, causing the battle formation to operate more harmoniously, and military power rose steadily. Everything began to circulate positively.

The Triangular Arrow Formation was like an ancient fierce beast, moving its massive body and beginning to push horizontally.

A rather embarrassing scene appeared; the massive forest that Unlike Ning Zhuo had created by casting spells before now became an obstacle to marching.

Rumble...

Wherever the Three Generals Camp went, trees fell, rocks shattered, and the might was astonishing.

Having passed the fragile period of formation change, the Three Generals Camp displayed fierce divine might.

Chen Lingfeng, Wu Hen, and other Golden Core cultivators no longer had the posture of showing off their power as before, retreating again and again, mainly relying on long-range attacks, and dared not approach at all.

Red Flower Camp.

Neigh!

A pure white flying horse as large as a small mountain descended from the sky, stepping down fiercely with its hooves.

The Red Flower Camp had already formed up, the formation was perfectly round, as if a large bright red flower had bloomed on the earth.

Among all the armies, the Red Flower Camp had the smallest scale of recruiting soldiers. On one hand, their military pay was limited and the treatment was not high, making it difficult to attract others. On the other hand, it was because Mu Lan carefully selected them and took the initiative to do so.

Most of the soldiers in the Red Flower Camp were veterans, the legacy of Old General Mu in the army.

Mu Lan had inherited them all.

At this moment, surrounding the main general Mu Lan, the core was personal guards, the middle circle was elite soldiers, and the outer circle was veterans, with new recruits mixed among the veterans, orderly and cooperating tacitly.

The battle formation dharma image condensed, forming a huge red flower, covering the entire military camp.

This was the battle formation the Red Flower Camp was best at, and even the naming of this army came from it.

The heavenly horse roared, and its hooves trampled continuously.

But the massive power was perfectly resisted by the Red Flower dharma image.

The Red Flower Camp, except for some losses caused by the attack at the beginning, everyone else was safe and sound, and their fighting spirit was high.

Zhang Zhongyi stood beside Mu Lan, his brows tightly furrowed, his face showing a heavy expression.

He was only a physician after all; this was his first time on the battlefield, and his experience was very shallow.

"A Nascent Soul level demon cultivator, who even turned into his original form, going all out!"

"And Mu Lan is only at the Golden Core stage."

At this time, a subordinate ran over and delivered the latest military intelligence to Mu Lan.

The Barbarian Demon Camp was routed, the Bai Yu Camp stood its ground, the Golden Halberd Army was besieged and the whole army was missing, and the Three Generals Camp was being fiercely attacked by several Golden Cores, the situation was critical.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhongyi's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

When he heard the detailed battle situation of the Three Generals Camp, he couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"Ah..."

"Horse hooves tread on falling flowers."

"Wind rises and shadows sink into sand!"

"It's fulfilled, Unlike Ning Zhuo's prophecy poem is fulfilled!"

Mu Lan turned her head fiercely, interrupting him with a stern expression: "Shut up!"

Zhang Zhongyi was horrified and immediately shut his mouth.

At this moment, he seemed to see Old General Mu.

Mu Lan treating him with such an attitude did not make Zhang Zhongyi angry, and he didn't feel offended at all, but instead blamed himself and felt very gratified.

Mu Lan looked up at the huge flying horse trampling with all its might in the sky and said in a deep voice: "This heavenly horse is named Ma Feitui, and he has a long-standing grudge with my father."

"In the past, he led his tribe to cause chaos on our country's border for a time; my father was ordered to suppress the bandits, defeated his entire tribe, and almost wiped out his entire army."

"He luckily escaped, and since then, he has been wandering everywhere, constantly working against my General Mu's mansion."

"This time, he must have heard that I was joining the army on my father's behalf and took the initiative to join the Thousand Peaks Forest to work against us!"

"I know all his methods; with my Upper General Seal and Flower Cluster Battle Formation, it is more than enough to contend with him."

After a pause, Mu Lan continued to analyze: "Our army has been under attack for so long, and yet there are only a few casualties. Ma Feitui is the leader and the only Nascent Soul level one. The remaining several Golden Core cultivators all have quite a reputation in the Thousand Peaks Forest."

"This shows that only strong cultivators have formed small teams to carry out ambushes."

"Therefore, the real big picture is on the Golden Halberd Army."

"Being able to cover up and make the Golden Halberd Army disappear is definitely not something an ordinary Nascent Soul, and certainly not just one Nascent Soul cultivator, could achieve."

"If the Golden Halberd Army continues to be in a stalemate with the enemy, then the key to this ambush battle will be the Bai Yu Camp."

"The Bai Yu Camp has the best equipment and the strongest strength. More importantly, there are too many children of high families among them."

"If they are routed and hunted down, the Golden Halberd Army will have to go all out to rescue them!"

Mu Lan analyzed the situation extremely thoroughly.

Seeing her planning and strategizing, Zhang Zhongyi couldn't help but settle down.

Golden Halberd Army.

Sun Gan was located in the center of the battle formation, looking around.

But he saw all around: mountain mist was dense, light and ethereal, giving the mountains a layer of light ink, the outlines were blurred, as if they were there and not there, as if floating and sinking, ethereal like a dream.

In the mountain mist, mountains surrounded, dark green close to ink. The mountain terrain was staggered, far and near, high and low, all forming a piece of light and dark harmony.

Looking at the mountains closely, the ancient trees were vigorous and the rocks were rugged.

Looking at the mountains from afar, they stretched for ten thousand miles, with clouds and mist connecting.

The mountain rocks appearing and disappearing in the mist, accompanied by layers of ups and downs, gave people a feeling of being as light as feathers.

And the ethereal mountain mist accumulated thickly, exuding a mysterious artistic conception that was heavier than the peaks themselves.

"Light Mountain Heavy Mist Painting!" Sun Gan recognized it.

This formation map was close to the Soul Transformation level and was the treasure of the Six Caves Sect! It was carefully carved by the Master of Mo Yuan Cave, Lu Hongtu, over hundreds of years, bit by bit. It used a variety of Soul Transformation level ink materials, and even the Nascent Soul level brushes were worn out by as many as six.

This was Lu Hongtu's biggest trump card!

Military affairs are dangerous.

Since he had stepped onto the battlefield, Lu Hongtu did not intend to be stingy and directly used his strongest formation-laying means.

With the Light Mountain Heavy Mist Painting as the formation map, the four cave masters of the Six Caves Sect occupied the four directions as the formation feet. As for the formation heart, it was mysterious and hidden deep in the painting, and outsiders had never known about it.

After the ambush started, with the help of the formation map, Lu Hongtu and the others attacked with all their strength.

Nascent Soul level spells smashed onto the Golden Halberd Army one after another, but it was hard to see any effect.

The Golden Halberd Army formed up extremely fast, and the equipment was in the rear army, which was the most luxurious, and there were no flaws at all.

The cultivators of the Six Caves Sect felt helpless.

Among them, the Blood Shadow Cave Master attacked for a long time without success and also suffered from the backlash of national power, his combat power declined, and he couldn't help but say discouragedly: "With such a tight battle formation, relying solely on long-range spell attacks cannot destroy the formation."

"In my opinion, we still need strong people to charge the formation."

"The Golden Halberd Army is known for its counter-control and sharpness; looking at our Thousand Peaks Forest, I am afraid that only the contemporary Elephant King could successfully charge the formation."

The Elephant King mentioned by the Blood Shadow Cave Master was the new king of the Pale Wild Elephant herd. He was valiant and majestic, with terrifying power, and thick-skinned, making him the only candidate for charging the formation.

The Poison Scorpion Cave Master hesitated and said: "Great Cave Master, the Golden Halberd Army has been accumulating battle formation might. Are we just going to let it be?"

"Once they accumulate successfully and launch it, it will inevitably be earth-shattering, and the power will be terrifying."

"By that time, I am afraid this formation map of our sect will not be able to cover it up."

Lu Hongtu smiled slightly, having a calm demeanor, and only transmitted his thoughts with spiritual sense: "Wait."

Soon, the four Nascent Soul cultivators of the Six Caves Sect received the latest intelligence.

The Barbarian Demon Camp was successfully routed; this was good news. Xu Dali was still alive, but it was already irrelevant.

The problem was with the Bai Yu Camp; Tu Ming was actually defeated! As the Great Priest of the Hundred Poison Tribe, was he really so incompetent?

But after the jade slips recording the battle situation were passed around, the four cave masters couldn't speak.

Tu Ming's defeat was not unjust!

This Bai Yu Camp was simply too rich!!

The key is, among this group of high-family children, who knows how many trump cards they still have in their hands.

For a time, the three cave masters all developed a sense of admiration for the Master of Mo Yuan Cave.

The Demon Heart Cave Master directly flattered: "Initially, Great Cave Master, you took the initiative to choose the Golden Halberd Army to attack, picking the hardest bone. I had doubts in the depths of my heart."

"Now, these doubts have vanished."

"Great Cave Master, you are far-sighted and see far more clearly and deeply than we do."

The Poison Scorpion Cave Master said: "Great Cave Master, the Bai Yu Camp is not retreating. The Three Generals Camp and the Red Flower Camp are both insignificant. Are we just going to watch ourselves fiercely attack the Golden Halberd Army?"

The Master of Mo Yuan Cave shook his head slowly: "We have already gone all out and bombarded the Golden Halberd Army for a long time."

"In this ambush battle, we still have powerful figures who haven't entered the field yet."

The three cultivators suddenly realized: "You mean... Old Long?"

Lu Hongtu smiled slightly, revealing a confident radiance: "Old Long is the Army Supervisor and also the leader of this ambush."

"The ambush is about to succeed, but it's stuck here at the Bai Yu Camp."

"I don't believe he won't make a move!"

"If he doesn't make a move, how will he explain it to the Ginseng Beard Dragon King after returning?"

Just as the Master of Mo Yuan Cave speculated, high in the clouds, Old Long sighed deeply, took off his coat, and revealed his senile upper body.

Subsequently, he took a deep breath, the clouds under his feet dissipated, and he fell vertically toward the ground.

Accompanying the fall, his aura became more and more vigorous, his body expanded, and from the elderly state of being skinny, slightly hunched, and with loose skin, he recovered his youth, turning into a middle-aged burly man with bulging muscles and a vigorous spirit.

Even his white hair and beard recovered their black and shiny luster.

Divine Law—Ginseng Origin Rejuvenation!

Old Long stared closely at the Bai Yu Camp on the ground, watching the Bai Yu Camp become larger and larger.

He slowly stretched out his left hand, with his palm facing the Bai Yu Camp.

The next moment, a dragon roar arose.

Martial Art—Long Xiao Palm!

Roar.

The dragon roar shook the sky, driving the airflow around Old Long, turning into a faint flying dragon phantom, wrapping around Old Long, and rushing down from the depths of the white clouds.

"Not good!" Shuang Jing realized something was wrong and hurriedly cast his means, striking toward the high sky to intercept in advance.

But whether it was shooting arrows, firing cannons, or using the Golden Light Sparrow to entangle, none could stop Old Long's descent.

Boom!!

With a loud noise, Old Long imprinted a palm on the battle formation dharma image.

The jade wall, which was like a small mountain, collapsed with a bang.

Old Long continued to fall, smashing into the very center of the Bai Yu Camp.

The Bai Yu Camp was thrown into chaos, falling into a mess.

On the ground, in a huge deep pit, Old Long, with his palm pressed against the ground, spat out a breath of turbid air and withdrew his palm.

In the smoke and dust, amidst the neighing of horses, Old Long, who was half-kneeling, slowly straightened his body and looked down on all sides: "Little brats, you are too lively. Now, welcome your death."