Chapter 514

"I killed Wu Lan!" Ning Zhuo's spirit lifted.

He was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, but on the battlefield, he still quite strongly killed a Jin Dan level cultivator.

If we talk about combat power, Wu Lan was not an ordinary Jin Dan, definitely a powerhouse among Jin Dan stage cultivators!

"The hundred arts of cultivation are levers that can constantly magnify the power of the original end."

"I condensed military power through mechanical arts and battle formations, blessed myself, and beheaded a Jin Dan level powerhouse, which is not a strange thing."

Ning Zhuo quickly calmed down.

"How much military merit can a Jin Dan powerhouse count for?"

"It's no big deal."

"What I should think about is how to kill more Jin Dan cultivators, or even Nascent Soul level enemies!"

Tu Ming, who was on the scene just now, had already run away.

This High Priest of the Hundred Poison Tribe, following his escape in the previous ambush battle, ran away again this time.

"I don't know if Shen Qinghe can catch up to him?"

"Shen Qinghe is a well-known Nascent Soul level cultivator in the Embroidery Country, specializing in the Green Spirit Cleansing Poison Sutra, specifically restraining poison cultivators."

"But Tu Ming is a local snake here, familiar with the terrain, so it's not impossible for him to have set up a teleportation array in advance."

Ning Zhuo thought for a while, immediately withdrew his thoughts, and moved his eyes, which were flowing with burning fighting intent, toward the purple-black poisonous fog.

Diao Ye in the poisonous fog felt cold all over!

There were three of them on this trip, and now the strongest Tu Ming had run away, and Wu Lan, who had the same cultivation as him, had become a corpse, leaving only him.

It could be said that he was helpless!

"Escape!" Diao Ye shouted, frantically stimulating magic power, condensing hundreds of poisonous fog clones, and fleeing in different directions.

These poisonous fog clones were black and purple. In order to cover up, Diao Ye also wrapped himself in a layer of purple-black poisonous fog.

"Where are you going!" Zhang Hei shouted, waving the black snake spear in his hand, pouring magic power and military power, and once again performed the military art—Great Army Pressing the Border.

Vast soldiers washed over, drowning most of the poisonous fog clones.

Talent—Purple Beard Startled Goose!

Generals Guan Hong also borrowed his talent to fix a small half of the poisonous fog clones, and the blade light of the Blood Dragon Blade followed.

Diao Ye was hiding among them, and the disguise of the purple-black poisonous fog on his whole body was beaten away.

Liu Er held the Profound Yellow Sword and immediately killed his way over.

Diao Ye glared, his will to fight to the death was completely stimulated: "If you want my life, you must at least leave one person to be buried with me!"

Poison Art—Underworld Poison Together!

Diao Ye turned purple all over, turning into a purple poison man. He turned back and rushed straight toward Liu Er.

Liu Er was startled and retreated quickly.

But Diao Ye's speed was extremely fast, quickly shortening the distance, and it looked like he was about to kill Liu Er.

At the critical moment, Generals Guan Hong came to support.

"Don't hurt my brother!"

Generals Guan Hong stretched out his right arm and clapped his hands forcefully.

Martial Art—Right Blocking.

His right arm erupted with mysterious light, like a shield, intercepting Diao Ye, who was making a desperate counterattack.

Boom.

The next moment, Diao Ye exploded.

In the explosion, purple-black air waves blew in all directions. A poisonous spear shot out from it, only the size of a palm, but sharp and extraordinary, directly piercing the mysterious light and stabbing into the arm bone of Generals Guan Hong's right arm.

Even a tough guy like Generals Guan Hong let out a low roar because of the intense pain.

"Second brother!" Liu Er rushed over, cast spells, and landed on the wound on Generals Guan Hong's right arm.

The wound had already corroded the flesh in just a few breaths, leaving only the bones.

Under Liu Er's spell, the bones were barely preserved and did not rot into two sections.

Generals Guan Hong put away the Blood Dragon Blade, held his right forearm with his left hand, and stumbled into the military formation.

This made Ning Zhuo's heart jump.

"Military danger!"

"I must still be cautious."

"Even Generals Guan Hong was injured because of this. If I were to fall into the same situation, my situation would be even more difficult than his."

"After all, my body cultivator foundation is far inferior to the three generals Liu, Generals Guan, and Zhang."

Ning Zhuo now also discovered that in such large-scale battles, if a cultivator possesses a certain body cultivator foundation, it is quite advantageous.

According to the Three Sects Upper Method that Ning Zhuo practiced, there were no shortcomings.

But at present, Ning Zhuo was ultimately better at spells.

It wasn't that he was lazy in cultivation, nor was the technique incomplete, but the time he spent cultivating was too short.

Ning Zhuo was only 16 years old until now.

He had greatly improved his close-combat ability in the Medicine King Valley before. But the extent of this improvement was only for his past self. Compared to Jin Dan level elites like Liu, Generals Guan, and Zhang, he was naturally far behind.

The work of cleaning up the battlefield was not difficult.

Because this time, the Three Generals Camp's opponents were only three people.

Wu Lan's corpse was collected by Ning Zhuo, while Diao Ye, because of the self-detonation, even his Jin Dan was blown away, which could be considered as no bones left.

The work of cleaning up the battlefield of the Three Generals Camp was mainly to collect the corpses of their own comrades.

Even this point was not something that ordinary cultivators could complete.

Because the corpses after being poisoned, without proper and complete means, even getting close had the danger of being poisoned.

The background of the Three Generals Camp was ultimately shallow. After Ning Zhuo paid more than a dozen mechanical puppets and Liu Er did it himself, they finally handled the corpses of their comrades properly and collected them one by one.

In the cultivation world, there are many demonic means that are very good at using these corpses.

So, the corpses on the battlefield often have to be recovered.

These corpses would be transported back to the country, most of them buried in the ancestral land of the family.

This is not only falling leaves returning to their roots, but also helpful to their respective families, able to help the dead clansmen quickly reunite with their ancestors after going to the underworld, not becoming lonely ghosts.

After working for more than an hour, the Three Generals Camp waited for Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe's robes were stained with blood and poison, but her expression remained cold.

Seeing Shen Qinghe return empty-handed, Liu Er felt empty in his heart and cupped his hands to inquire.

Shen Qinghe's eyes were clear, and as soon as Liu Er opened his mouth, she saw through the latter's true meaning and interrupted directly: "Tu Ming escaped."

Liu, Generals Guan, Zhang, and Ning almost sighed in their hearts at the same time.

Tu Ming, as a Nascent Soul True Monarch, and the High Priest of the Hundred Poison Tribe, was extraordinary in both combat power and status. If he could be taken down, then the military merit of the Three Generals Camp this time would be huge.

But Shen Qinghe had no gains, so the military merit on the Three Generals Camp side was only the lives of two Jin Dan level cultivators, Wu Lan and Diao Ye.

Liu Er hurriedly comforted, expressing his deep concern for Senior Shen Qinghe, as well as his deep gratitude for her timely appearance to help in the battle.

Shen Qinghe shook her head slightly: "It was Commander Du's arrangement."

"He dispatched four armies and also estimated the response of the Thousand Peaks Forest."

"Now it seems that his estimation is quite accurate."

"Alright, after this battle, you can return to the army."

Liu, Generals Guan, Zhang, and Ning were very surprised.

Liu Er doubted his ears for a moment, until Shen Qinghe took out the jade slip.

The content of the jade slip was Du Tiechuan's new military order, and the seal he covered was quickly verified.

Du Tiechuan ordered the Three Generals Camp to return, because probing the reality of the Thousand Peaks Forest had reached this step and already had a clear result.

He demanded that the Three Generals Camp should speed up as much as possible, arrive at the corresponding location, and participate in the grand meeting battle.

And he also warned in the letter that once the Three Generals Camp had facts or tendencies of delay, he would conduct a strict liquidation after the battle.

Liu Er's expression was complicated, and for a time, he couldn't help but have a brand-new understanding of Du Tiechuan. He sighed: "Commander Du... is worthy of being the commander-in-chief sent by the Two Kingdoms."

Ning Zhuo's thoughts were not placed here.

He used spiritual sense to transmit to Sun Lingtong: "Boss, looking at this appearance, Du Tiechuan also arranged reinforcements for the other three routes."

Sun Lingtong very much agreed with this guess: "Little Zhuo, I think so too. You have no chance to make military merit in the Three Generals Camp, so you might as well go to the other routes and try your luck. Maybe you can get more military merit!"

Sun Lingtong was worthy of being Ning Zhuo's best brother; Ning Zhuo's thoughts hadn't been spoken yet, but he had already spoken first.

Ning Zhuo nodded: "Since that's the case, I'll go to the Red Flower Camp first."

The other three routes were the Red Flower Camp, the Savage Demon Camp, and the Golden Halberd Army.

Sun Gan of the Golden Halberd Army and Ning Zhuo did not have a good relationship, and the Golden Halberd Army, as one of the imperial guards, had the most outstanding strength. Ning Zhuo felt that if he ran over, he would likely be excluded and thought of as grabbing credit.

Xu Dali of the Savage Demon Camp was also not familiar with Ning Zhuo. And this person was stubborn and difficult to adapt, so Ning Zhuo also felt that getting along with this person was a bit troublesome.

The real first choice was the Red Flower Camp.

The main general of the Red Flower Camp, Mu Lan, and Ning Zhuo were old acquaintances, so old that both sides were even husband and wife.

Another key point was that Mu Lan once gave Ning Zhuo a talisman and instructed Ning Zhuo: crush it in a crisis, and let Ning Zhuo teleport to the Red Flower Camp.

If it exceeded the teleportation range, it could also be sent to the correct halfway point.

Ning Zhuo thought of this and resigned to Liu, Generals Guan, and Zhang.

Zhang Hei heard this and immediately shouted: "Good, Military Advisor, you want to get credit on the other side, take me with you. Fighting with these three poison users, I don't feel refreshed at all!"

Generals Guan Hong stroked his beard and also showed a moved expression. But the next moment, he furrowed his brows slightly, because the severe pain brought by the injury on his right arm was reminding him that the most important thing to do was to rest and recuperate.

Liu Er heard that Ning Zhuo wanted to leave and wanted to join the Red Flower Camp, and felt disgusted in his heart.

He endured these negative emotions and expressed concern for Ning Zhuo: "How can this be done?"

"Military Advisor, you just experienced a fierce battle, and the mechanical puppets in your hands suffered heavy losses."

"And you only have Foundation Establishment cultivation, and you are in the enemy's territory, full of crises. If you leave the army to act, the danger is too great."

Ning Zhuo heard this and laughed: "General Liu doesn't know, before leaving Wood Wheel Town, General Mu Lan secretly gave me a life-saving talisman..."

Ning Zhuo simply introduced the power of this talisman to everyone present.

Generals Guan Hong, despite the severe pain, remained unchanged, saying calmly: "The Military Advisor has such a method, which can indeed reduce many dangers, very steady."

Zhang Hei sighed: "In this way, I cannot accompany the Military Advisor."

Saying this, he was still unwilling, looking at Liu Er: "Big brother, why don't I act alone, let the Military Advisor go first, and I will catch up later, arriving at the Red Flower Camp to help the friendly army!"

Liu Er heard that there was a life-saving talisman, and his eyes were already twitching. Hearing that Zhang Hei also wanted to follow Ning Zhuo, his heart was full of displeasure.

He glared at Zhang Hei: "Third brother, stop messing around!"

He was about to continue persuading Ning Zhuo.

As a result, how could Ning Zhuo be someone who changed his mind in a few words? He cupped his hands directly: "Three generals, we will find an opportunity to reunite later, this junior will take his leave first, striving to go early and return early."

Ning Zhuo quickly left the Three Generals Camp and came to the wild.

He first dispatched a large number of mechanical puppets, took the initiative to eliminate them, and blessed himself.

He blessed himself to the Jin Dan level first, then took out Mu Lan's talisman and crushed it decisively.

The next moment, space rippled, forming violent fluctuations, swallowing Ning Zhuo into it.

Moon Hook Giant Wood Mountain.

In the deep night, the third Red Flower Dharma Image had already been hooked on the high-hanging crescent moon.

The entire Red Flower Camp huddled into a ball, exhausted in defense.

Their opponent was an arrow rain falling from the sky.

Each arrow was composed of moonlight, containing fatal murderous intent in its brilliance.

And Di Lu, as a Nascent Soul level savage cultivator, was good at close combat and was clashing with Mu Lan, evenly matched for a time, and the battle situation became more and more intense.

"Damn it!"

"Without being able to form the Red Flower Dharma Image, our army's situation is truly dangerous."

The Red Flower Camp mainly practiced the Red Flower Battle Formation.

Under this disadvantage, only the Red Flower Battlefield could stabilize the position.

Regarding this point, Mu Lan had fought many battles and knew it very well.

So, she spared no military strength and made a third attempt, but still failed to form the formation.

Di Lu sneered: "Mu Lan, don't try to struggle anymore; this is your burial place!"

The situation of Mu Lan and the Red Flower Camp fighting bitterly fell into the eyes of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

On the shoulder of the Nascent Soul cultivator stood a myna.

The myna was also at the Nascent Soul level, and at this moment, spiritual sense transmitted: "Master, if we don't make a move, this army will really suffer heavy losses."

The Nascent Soul cultivator nodded slightly: "The Red Flower Camp is indeed an elite division, and it is a pity to lose it. But the order I received is just like this, to deliberately delay time, sit and watch the Red Flower Camp suffer heavy losses, or even be wiped out."

"As long as Mu Lan's life is preserved in the end."

The myna was stunned: "It's this kind of court infighting again! Hmph, it's really boring."

One person and one bird fell into silence one after another, no longer speaking, just watching the battle quietly.

If there were no accidents, this battle situation would evolve according to their thoughts.

But the excitement of reality is that accidents always come unexpectedly.

"Ning Zhuo used the life-saving talisman I gave him?" Mu Lan hesitated for a moment.

Gritting her teeth, she spared no loss of military strength and pulled Ning Zhuo over.

The next moment, space shook, and a person appeared in the center of the battlefield out of thin air.

This person was dressed in white, a boy, with a slightly large head.

Who else could it be but Ning Zhuo?

"Who is coming?"

"Just a Jin Dan?"

"No, he's not even a Jin Dan, just a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

The Pale Moon Ancient God who presided over the Dao Field was first startled, then relaxed.

But Di Lu transmitted to Him, letting Him be careful of Ning Zhuo, as Ning Zhuo performed quite brilliantly in the previous ambush battle.

"No matter how strong, he is only at the Jin Dan level." The Pale Moon Ancient God had been a god, high above for too long, and still didn't put Ning Zhuo in His eyes.

Ning Zhuo quickly looked around the battlefield, suppressing his surprise at the night, and said: "So it's another Dao Field."

"Hehe, we have one too."

"Old Dice, come out for me!"

"Yes, Master." The next moment, the Dice Bone Demon God turned into his original form and appeared fiercely.

The Dice Bone Dao Field also radiated out, quickly eroding a piece of space, and contending with the Pale Moon Dao Field.

The Pale Moon Ancient God changed color instantly, exclaiming: "Dice Bone Demon God! What's wrong with you?!"

Dice Bone Demon God: "Pale Moon God, it's not too late for you to turn over a new leaf."

The Pale Moon Ancient God was extremely angry for a time: "I... you..."