I said in a deep voice: "Even if you don't tell me, I will still destroy the Xuanjing Division."
"Then let's bet our lives, brother!" Zhan Qing laughed loudly and leaped up, his four sharp claws flying through the air like clouds and mist as he headed straight for the entrance of the black prison. The monsters that roared out of the Sealed Demon Abyss followed closely behind him, and rushed towards the black prison together.
"Hold on tight!" Zhan Qing roared, raised his hand and tore open the iron gate that sealed the fifth floor with one claw, and rushed to the fourth floor of the black prison with the monster.
Zhan Qing was running wildly all the way, but the monsters in the Demon Sealing Abyss were dancing wildly in the prison, opening the cells and releasing the ferocious monsters imprisoned in the dark prison.
Countless evil spirits were screaming and dancing, ferociously hooking the warlock's soul out of his body and tearing it apart crazily until his soul was shattered...
Various monsters stuffed the bloody remains of the warlock into their mouths and chewed them wantonly...
The zombies broke through the cell wall and crawled out of the prison...
The world-famous Xuanjing Division became a hell infested with evil creatures in just a moment. Hundreds of warlocks were torn apart by evil creatures, and countless pavilions and towers collapsed one after another amid the demons' roars...
Zhan Qing didn't even glance at the battle situation in front of him, and just led me to rush madly towards the outskirts of Xuan Jingsi.
Although the Xuan Jing Division's black prison had been broken into, the evil creatures in the prison had been imprisoned for too long and had long lost their original ferocity. Although they could temporarily take advantage of the Xuan Jing Division when they were caught off guard, as long as the elite troops of the Xuan Jing Division were mobilized, they would soon be wiped out.
Zhan Qing saw this and spared no effort to break out. But before we rushed to the edge of the Xuanjing Division, we saw a large number of warlocks gathering in an orderly manner from different directions.
"Five Elements Formation!" Zhan Qing exclaimed, "Hold on tight! We have to rush out before the formation is completed, otherwise we won't be able to get out."
I held onto Zhan Qing's mane with both hands, and Zhan Qing suddenly sped up, his four claws flew into the air, and he stepped on the heads of the warlocks who kept gathering, and ran out wildly.
I looked down from above and couldn't help but gasp. The people from the five halls of the Xuanjing Division formed five square formations and pressed towards the center of the Xuanjing Division in an orderly manner. They wanted to continuously compress the space where the evil creatures could move, and finally force all the evil creatures back to the black prison, or kill them all in a limited range.
The five square formations are equivalent to five iron walls. Once they form a siege, even if the evil creatures in the black prison work together, they will not be able to break out.
Zhan Qing and I didn't care about the evil creatures at all, we just kept attacking the square formation. Before we rushed far, the crowd under Zhan Qing's feet suddenly moved outwards, leaving a piece of open space. Zhan Qing was caught off guard and fell directly into the open space.
As soon as Zhan Qing's four claws touched the ground, countless ropes flew from all directions along the ground, tightly locking Zhan Qing's claws and trapping him alive.
Zhan Qing roared repeatedly, and tried his best to break free from the rope around his ankles. I pulled out the Rakshasa on Zhan Qing's back and slashed the rope horizontally, but I didn't expect that after the blade and the rope made a loud noise, the Rakshasa not only failed to cut the rope, but was thrown several meters away by the recoil.
As I watched the stream of light transformed by Luosha bounce into the crowd, Lin Jingyuan's sneer came from afar: "Zhan Qing, how does this corpse chain taste? Ever since you turned into a beast and were imprisoned in the Demon Abyss, I have been researching ways to restrain you. This corpse chain is just an appetizer I prepared for you."
Zhan Qing suddenly sneered and said, "The corpse rope is indeed good, but you shouldn't tie me up near the Corpse Hunting Hall."
As soon as Zhan Qing finished speaking, a wisp of green gas emanated from the cracks in the bricks under his feet, and the pungent, fishy smell instantly filled the air. Someone said in panic, "Corpse poison! He has triggered the corpse poison suppressed by the Corpse Hunting Hall!"
Lin Jingyuan said sternly, "Don't panic, this little bit of corpse poison is nothing. There are four corpse generals guarding the Corpse Hunting Hall, and Zhan Qing won't be able to grab much corpse poison. Take the anti-poison pill, and quickly take down Zhan Qing for me."
The sorcerer from the Xuanjing Division was still controlling the corpse rope, but Zhan Qing suddenly laughed grimly, and his two front paws suddenly sank half a foot into the ground. The corpse poison that had just been overflowing in a small area was like a fountain suppressed by stones, overflowing from the cracks in the bricks within a radius of 100 meters. The blue bricks on the ground even began to crackle under the impact of the corpse poison, as if they would be rushed into the air at any time.
Lin Jingyuan said sternly, "No one is allowed to retreat. Stop Zhan Qing! Master of the Corpse Hunting Hall, send someone to find the four corpse commanders and ask them how they control the corpse poison! Go now!"
As Lin Jingyuan's roar faded, rubble suddenly flew all over the ground. Countless blue bricks and broken stones were lifted into the air by some huge force that erupted from the ground. Countless dark green corpse qi gushed out into the air like springs.
Lin Jingyuan was horrified: "Why can't the corpse qi be suppressed?"
At this time, four roars came from underground at the same time: "Xuan Jingsi, your retribution has come!"
"Think about us four brothers. For the sake of Xuan Jing Division, we did not hesitate to transform ourselves into zombies to guard the Corpse Hunting Hall. But you want to snuff out our last glimmer of hope. When the fifth brother died tragically, we decided to rebel against Xuan Jing Division, but the time was not right. Now, your retribution has come."
In Zhan Qing's memory, he once went deep into the desert to search for the whereabouts of the fifth corpse commander. It was also that adventure that made Xuan Jingsi list Zhan Qing as a target to be killed. After that, I only knew that the four corpse commanders suddenly fell silent and never appeared in Zhan Qing's sight again. I didn't expect that their silence was just for today's outbreak.
The four corpse generals fought desperately against the Xuanjing Division, and it is possible that the Half Life Dao had instigated them. Especially this time, the perfect move was definitely arranged by the Half Life Dao's insider.
Before I recovered from the shock, the corpse qi that rushed into the sky had already turned into a continuous thick fog and suddenly pressed down on the Xuanjing Division's square formation. Hundreds of warlocks rolled on the ground with screams, struggling with all their might, and they were silent just a moment later.
Someone shouted loudly: "Quickly call the Thunder and Fire Formation over here and burn all these people, otherwise they will turn into zombies!"
One of the four corpse commanders laughed loudly and said, "Is our corpse poison so easy to break? Get up!"
The warlock of the Xuanjing Division, who had already died from the zombie poison, suddenly stood up and rushed towards his companions in the distance with bloodshot eyes. The surviving warlocks had no choice but to draw their weapons and fight hand-to-hand with the zombies rushing towards them.
In just a short moment, the zombies rushed out a circular open space in the originally neat square formation of the army. The raging corpse gas also raised a dark green cloud in the open space, pushing the struggling warlock on the ground to the surrounding army formations.
Lin Jingyuan said angrily, "Corpse Marshals, the four of you have already transformed into zombies and must rely on corpse qi to survive. The corpse qi you have stored is not enough to cover the entire Xuan Jing Division. When the corpse qi is exhausted, you will surely die. If you retreat now, I can pretend that nothing happened; if you don't retreat, when the masters of the Xuan Jing Division Elders Council arrive, you know what the consequences will be."
Someone among the corpse commanders laughed and said, "We never thought that we could wipe out the Xuanjing Division in one battle. It is enough for Zhan Qing to fight his way out of the siege. Zhan Qing, if you don't leave now, when will you leave?"
In fact, I was also wondering why Zhan Qing was so slow to move. When I followed Zhan Qing's gaze, I finally understood why he had been so reluctant to charge.
Behind the dispersed square formation stood a group of warlocks wearing black armor and holding spears.
This row of sorcerers is the real line of defense of the Xuan Jing Division to prevent evil creatures from escaping. Just looking at their indifferent attitude in the face of the tragic death of their companions and their iron-clad formation in the face of corpses all over the ground, you can tell that they are a group of puppets who are not afraid of death and only know how to obey orders.
Zhan Qing’s current strength is not enough to force his way through them, so he has been waiting for the zombies to break up the opponent’s formation.
However, the newly generated zombies are not corpse demons after all. The fact that they can engage in an endless battle with the warlocks of the Hanging Mirror Division has already reached their limit. No matter how many there are, they can hardly cross the line.
Zhan Qing's two front paws were firmly gripping the ground, and he kept staring at the sorcerers without saying a word, but I could feel that he was extremely anxious - just like Lin Jingyuan said, once the masters of the Elder Council arrived, it would be difficult for the two of us to escape.
At this time, the four corpse commanders urged again: "Zhan Qing, why don't you hurry up? Do you really want to wait until the elders come?"
The four corpse generals were reluctant to show up and just kept urging them. Zhan Qing, who had been unable to hold back any longer, suddenly said, "Brother, hold on tight. Whether you can get out depends on your fate."
I grabbed Zhan Qing's mane and said, "Go ahead! Whether you live or die is up to fate."
"Go!" Zhan Qing roared and ran wildly. The gravel on the ground that was already soaked with blood was like red blood beads flying up under Zhan Qing's feet. Like a rainstorm pouring down in all directions, the armored sorcerer moved his feet at the same time, pointing the spear in his hand at Zhan Qing diagonally, and waves of murderous aura swirled like the wind, rushing towards Zhan Qing.
Zhan Qing had only taken a few steps when I felt the air resistance increase several times. Every time Zhan Qing took a step forward, I felt like someone was trying to push me off his back and onto the ground. Even though I was clinging tightly to Zhan Qing's back, I still felt that Zhan Qing was having difficulty taking a step.
Battle formation, this is another battle formation! If the armored warlocks' formation is not broken, we will never be able to break free from their blockade. Zhan Qing's strength is only enough for him to escape, and I can't raise my internal strength at all. I can only rely on luck to break through the formation.
As Zhan Qing took a few more steps forward, the energy on the armored soldier's spear had already transformed into countless air currents rushing towards us. As the energy streams shot towards us like a rain of arrows, I could only feel the whistling sound of the air currents dancing around my ears like flies, but I didn't dare to raise my head at all. (To be continued)