In Han Feng's view, Mo He's methods are indeed admirable, but what is even more admirable is his mind. It is not an easy task to arouse tens of thousands of tree soldiers who are comparable to the realm of spirit and soul with a wave of hand.
And Mo He's ingenuity is that he is good at pretending to foreign objects, using those spiritual spring water to blend into the big trees, and using the pure spiritual energy in the spiritual water, which greatly saves the consumption of his spiritual power, otherwise even if he With Mo He's strength, the spiritual power in his body might be too much to summon so many tree soldiers.
"It's not enough!" Seeing those huge tree soldiers fighting frantically with the strange soldiers on the opposite side, Mo He thought to himself.
Although these tree soldiers are huge in size, there is a layer of water film defense on the body surface, and their bodies are relatively hard, but after all, the strength they can display is only in the realm of spirit and soul, and the opponents they face are a group of unbeatable existences. These tree soldiers want to It's not enough to fight against it.
Thinking of this in his heart, Mo He quickly took out more than a dozen seeds exuding spiritual power from the storage bag, sprinkled them around the black jade bamboo stick, and then urged the black jade bamboo stick to emit a burst of vitality The power is integrated into these dozens of seeds.
After the power of vitality was integrated, these few seeds germinated quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly rose up. Mohe melted the spiritual water into a fine mist, and almost in an instant, the ten seeds A few seeds catalyzed into a tree tens of meters high.
These big trees that Mohe has stimulated with seeds are all dark in color, even every leaf is the same, and even faintly exudes some metallic luster.
These dozen or so big trees are all spirit woods, called black steel trees, and the fruits they bear have no other purpose except to get seeds, but the bodies of this kind of black steel trees are very hard and can be used as magic weapons main material.
The formula in his hand changed, and Mo He once again cast the Taoist technique of being a soldier, and a blue light shot out from his hand, covering more than a dozen black steel trees.
In an instant, these dozens of black steel trees seemed to open a pair of eyes, and then swung their dark branches, their roots were pulled out from the ground, and they rushed forward immediately.
The aura emanating from each piece of black steel and wood can reach the threshold of the pure yang realm. After rushing into the battlefield, their bodies are as firm as diamonds, allowing them to withstand all the attacks that fall on them for the time being. Coupled with the tyrannical force between the branches waving, the undead army who were close to them were immediately drawn away.
With the addition of more than a dozen tree soldiers transformed from black steel and wood, the one-sided situation was slightly restored. At least the loss rate of the tree soldiers summoned by Mohe was slower and they could resist for a longer time.
"call!"
Mo He exhaled deeply, feeling that most of the spiritual power in his body had been consumed, he summoned the Xuanyuan gourd hanging above his head into his hands, raised his head and poured a large mouthful of spiritual spring water, and at the same time operated the exercises, quickly recovering The spiritual power in the body.
With a wave of hands, thousands of trees formed an army. Even if the spiritual power consumption was covered by the spiritual spring water, Mohe still consumed a lot of spiritual power. Now that the battle is still going on, he must maintain his state as much as possible.
Looking at the tree soldiers who fought with the undead army, the expression on Liu Wei's face had already calmed down. He never thought that dealing with Mo He would be so troublesome.
But it's just troublesome. The tree soldiers summoned by Mohe are indeed very good, but apart from their size advantages, their strength and strength are not as good as the undead ghost army. The most important thing is that these tree soldiers are not immortal. Under the attack of the undead army, these tree soldiers had already lost some.
But what Liu Wei wants to deal with now is the imperial army, not Mo He, a casual cultivator. Now that Ye Nian's army has withdrawn, it is almost invisible, and Gou Di doesn't know why, so he didn't stop it in time. If Mo He is not dealt with, the imperial army will really flee.
Thinking of this, Liu Wei immediately sent another voice transmission to Gou Di, "Please trouble Your Highness Gou Di to deal with this person, and I will lead the troops to chase after the imperial army."
Hearing Liu Wei's voice transmission, Gou Die on the other side responded: "Mr. Liu, just now came the news that Hundred Schools, Three Great Aristocratic Families, and Imperial Monks have joined the battle, and the three borders of Genzhou, Xuezhou, and Xingzhou have been closed. Breakthrough, the three forces are coming here."
Gou Di did not directly respond to Liu Wei's words. The three forces are about to gather here. After receiving the news, the imperial army that retreated just now is expected to make a comeback. With an army of 20,000 undead ghosts, it's really hard to say whether they can win.
What Gou Die meant was to tell Mr. Liu that the situation had changed and he was about to be surrounded from all sides, so he shouldn't love to fight anymore.
Hearing Gou Di's sound transmission, Liu Wei heard Gou Di's meaning, and wanted to evacuate herself temporarily.
"Your Highness thinks, even if we break through to one side at this moment, can we really withdraw?" Liu Wei asked Gou Di through sound transmission.
Hearing this, Gou Di fell silent immediately.
That's right, the schools of thought, the three great families, and the monks of the dynasty, they didn't act together with the army of the dynasty, but did it a little later, not because they came slowly, but because they did it before they did it. The preliminary preparations were made to ensure that the remnants of the Second Dynasty would never break out from their side.
Gou Diao did not continue to transmit the sound, but cast his eyes on Han Feng who was beside him, and said to him: "Senior Brother Han Feng, this casual cultivator, can I trouble you to kill him?"
Hearing Gou Di's words, Han Feng turned his gaze to Gou Di, his eyes flashed coldly, and then said coldly: "No!"
Hearing this answer, Gou Di was a little surprised. The other party was the Taiyi Sword Sect who came to support them. When he brought Han Feng back, the seniors of the Taiyi Sword Sect had already told him that he could ask Han Feng to help them if necessary. Now that he opened his mouth, the other party refused so simply and neatly.
"Senior Brother Han Feng, if you don't want to make a move, then I'll do it myself!" Although Gou Di was a little dissatisfied with Han Feng, he had nothing to do with him. Do it yourself.
Although Gou Diao didn't have the confidence to kill Mo He now, he still had a half chance of winning a battle with Mo He.
However, just when Gou Di was about to take a step forward, he felt a cold sword intent emanating from Han Feng's body and locked on him firmly.
"Senior Brother Han Feng, what do you mean?" Gou Di looked at Han Feng and asked, his tone changed slightly.
"Look here, don't shoot!" Han Feng didn't care about the change in Gou Di's tone, and said in a cold voice.
"Senior Brother Han Feng wants to stop me?" Gou Di took half a step forward and continued.
But Han Feng didn't answer this time, but following Gou Di's half step, a cold sword energy appeared around his body, as if he was ready to strike at any time.
"Why is that so?" With the appearance of this sword energy, Gou Di knew that if he took another step forward, Han Feng would really attack him, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked with a hint of anger.
"Are those soldiers really still human?" Han Feng said with his eyes slightly turned towards the battlefield, his tone still unchanged.
Hearing this, Gou Di didn't speak any more. He couldn't even fool himself with his perfunctory answer just now, so how could he fool the sword cultivator who couldn't get sand in his eyes.
Wen Ruo, who was standing behind Gou Di, also had a slightly astonished expression. He didn't expect that the senior brother Han Feng who invited him to help would suddenly block Gou Di at this time, and the helper became a blocker. The development of the matter was a bit dramatic. .
Wen Ruo is also a little helpless now, her strength is only an ordinary monk in the Pure Yang Realm, and she can't help at all now, so she can only explain the situation on Gou Di's side to Liu Wei through sound transmission.
"Taiyi Sword Sect!" Upon receiving Wen Ruo's voice transmission, Liu Wei couldn't help but glance over there, feeling the sharp sword energy, could not help but frowned slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes .
As Liu Wei developed, things seemed to be gradually out of his control. Because of the appearance of Mo He, his army of undead ghosts did not completely damage the imperial army, and was temporarily blocked here.
Fortunately, more and more tree soldiers have fallen now. Except for the tree soldiers transformed from a dozen black steel trees, the number of tree soldiers left is less than ten thousand.
"Stop me for a while, and pay for your life!" Liu Wei looked at Mo He who was standing on the water and was recovering his spiritual power quickly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.
With a thought in his mind, the undead ghost army that was about to defeat the tree soldiers suddenly became more aggressive. The black energy emanating from their bodies and the dark red iron-blooded evil energy around them once again condensed into a cloud above them. A huge and ferocious ghost head frantically pressed downwards.
The huge ghost head opened its big mouth, and aimed its sharp teeth at the tree soldiers turned into a dozen black steel trees and bit them fiercely. There was a sound like steel breaking, and the dozen trees were already scarred. The tree soldier transformed from black steel and wood was instantly bitten into several pieces.
The black air flow spread forward, like a huge wave going forward, and the few tree soldiers left were instantly swallowed up under the black wave.
The undead ghost army in the wave, looking at Mo He who was no longer blocked in front, rushed forward frantically, trying to tear this opponent into pieces.
At this moment, Mo He's spiritual power has recovered a lot. Looking at the undead ghost army rushing madly, the Xuanyuan gourd in Mo He's hand hangs above his head again, and a large amount of water is sprayed from the mouth of the gourd.
The water at the foot of the Mo River also swirled slightly at this moment, forming a huge waterspout around the Mo River, reaching a height of over a thousand meters, and then suddenly bent down and fell towards the ground, like a thousand-foot water dragon , pounced on the prey on the ground.
At the same time, the remaining water flow around Mohe turned into a 100-meter-high wave, like a sea bursting its embankment, rushing forward with a strong impact.
Before the black waves of the undead army collided together, the waterspout that fell from the sky first landed in the black wave. With the roar of the earth, countless water sprays exploded, blasting the black wave violently, Then the big wave came, completely submerging the black wave, the big wave moved mountains and seas, and had the potential to engulf thousands of mountains. Even Liu Wei and Gou Ji, who were standing behind the undead ghost army, had to temporarily avoid the edge at this moment.
Seeing that the big waves completely engulfed the army of undead ghosts, Mo He who was standing there did not stop, but continued to pinch a spell, uttering a word lightly from his mouth.
"Condensation!"
As soon as Mo He's words fell, the surging forward wave stopped instantly, and then quickly condensed into a piece of ice. Through the ice, one could see the army of 120,000 undead ghosts, all covered by ice. sealed in the ice.