Late at night, the Tianmo Sect army on the top of Yanqiu Mountain fell asleep besides the sentry on duty. After all, they had a thrilling battle during the day. Although they defeated the enemy, they also suffered considerable losses in the early stage. Many people were even injured and only received simple treatment and bandage. Therefore, after dinner, many people fell asleep, and snoring sounds sounded in the camp.

However, Jiang Chen, the protagonist of this battle, did not rest immediately, but instead sat on a cushion in his big tent and sat quietly to adjust his breathing.

After this battle, he vaguely felt that he had touched the threshold of the seventh level of the Ghost Fire Technique. If he spent a few days to understand and practice, he might be able to break through again.

However, he is still in the war and is a key battle that is not distracting. How dare he calm down and practice in seclusion?

At this moment, Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. He felt that dozens of spiritual power fluctuations seemed to be from far to near in the air. Although the spiritual power fluctuations were very weak, he was still keenly captured.

Someone must have used the concealment technique and was approaching me quickly. Jiang Chen immediately reacted.

Just as he was about to leave the camp to check, outside the camp suddenly screamed loudly, and a shrill voice shouted: "Enemy attack! An enemy master has sneaked over! Everyone get up..."

Before he could shout out the word "come", he seemed to be stabbed by some sharp magic weapon. A sound of a weapon entering the flesh came, and then he could no longer shout.

At this time, the camp had already had a loud alarm, footsteps, shouts of killing, and weapons colliding.

Jiang Chen was also very surprised. Because there were not only a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators around the camp inspecting, but also a defensive magic circle was also laid, but the enemy even silently touched his big tent. The enemy's strength was too terrifying.

He immediately took two steps at once and quickly got out of the camp. He saw more than a hundred cultivators from the Corpse Yin Sect hovering above the camp. While flying, they slaughtered at the Tianmo Sect's body refiners on the ground.

Although some monks from the foundation-building stage of the Heavenly Demon Sect flew into the sky to fight against them, it was obvious that the enemy's strength was much stronger. The monks on their side were shot dead after just a few encounters. The corpse fell from the air and fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, Wan Liang, Wang Zihan, Bu Zheng, Shui Yuening, Shui Tianzhun and others were awakened, and everyone immediately gathered around Jiang Chen.

"No! The enemy landed in front of us!" Shui Yuening's eyes were very sharp, and she immediately noticed the enemy's abnormal movement.

Everyone looked up and saw the group of monks of the Corpse Yin Sect hovering in the sky began to land. The landing position was on the grass that was only ten feet away from him, and the three men in the front were walking towards him with great strides.

Jiang Chen looked closely and saw that a tall and burly man in the lead was a tall Huai Wu, with short beards like steel needles and dark skin. He was holding a giant silver axe in his hand, giving people a powerful sense of spiritual oppression.

Standing on both sides of him were two old men with white beards, one of which was Huang Yongxing, who had fought with him before.

None of the three of them concealed their cultivation. Instead, they cast the spiritual pressure of the Jindan stage monks as much as they were like a demonstration, making the monks of the Tianmo Sect at the scene feel a little difficult to breathe.

Only Shui Tianzhun and Jiang Chen were completely unaffected by this spiritual pressure. Shui Tianzhun himself is a Jindan stage cultivator. Of course, the spiritual pressure of the Jindan stage cultivator has no effect on it. Jiang Chen has been used to it because he has fought with many Jindan stage cultivators. Therefore, the spiritual pressure of the Jindan stage cultivator can easily resist it.

"Jiang Chen! Finally let me find you! Today is your death!" A loud voice penetrated everyone's ears.

Jiang Chen looked at it and saw that the man was Huang Yongxing who had a big fight with him during the day.

"Who am I? It turns out that you are the defeated general! Let's fight one-on-one. You, a great Jindan-stage cultivator, actually used the teleportation talisman to escape from me, the Foundation Establishment cultivator. I guess only you can do it in the world!" Jiang Chen sarcastically without mercy.

Huang Yongxing's face suddenly turned blue and white. He naturally did not dare to explain this shameful thing to Yan Nantian and Ma Guoqiang truthfully, but said that he was besieged by many people and was unable to meet his strength, so he was forced to retreat.

But now, Jiang Chen exposed this matter in front of so many monks on his side, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

He was immediately angry and embarrassed and said, "Boy, you were a lot of people before, so I had to avoid it for a while, but now our sect leader and Elder Ma have also arrived. We three Jindan stage monks gathered here. I think what tricks do you have?"

Before Jiang Chen could answer, Bu Zheng on the side could no longer help. Although the enemy's strength was indeed stronger than them, there were only a few hundred people after all, and there were more than 100,000 physically refining soldiers in his camp. If he rushed forward, even the Jindan stage monks would be submerged by them.

Therefore, Bu Zheng immediately raised his hand and ordered his subordinates to launch an attack.

The soldiers of the Heavenly Demon Sect who had surrounded Yan Nantian and his group could no longer bear it. After hearing the order, the archers in the distance immediately poured a broken arrow on the heads of the monks of the Corpse Yin Sect.

The monks of the Corpse Yin Sect suddenly became disgusted. Although these body refiners seemed not worth mentioning to them, facing thousands of body refiners and equipped with spirit-breaking arrows, it was also a powerful force that threatened their lives. Unless they were cultivators in the God Transformation Stage, they could mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to launch an attack, they might also create the possibility of fighting ten thousand. But a foundation-building Stage monk like them was absolutely impossible.

However, the three Jindan-stage monks standing in front of them were not afraid at all. Ma Guoqiang and Huang Yongxing smiled, raised their hands high above their heads, muttering words, and sang several magic tricks.

A transparent light shield with a radius of more than twenty feet and four feet high appeared around a cultivator of the Yin Sect, protecting them inside.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

The broken spirit arrows kept firing on the light shield, but they were never penetrated. Instead, the arrows folded and scattered on the ground outside the light shield.

"The protective magic shield of the Jindan stage monk is really powerful! And it was created by two Jindan stage monks. No wonder they can defend against the broken spirit arrow." Seeing this, Bu Zheng couldn't help but sigh and murmured.

Seeing that the two elders of our side blocked these broken spirit arrows, the monks of the Corpse Yin Sect finally breathed a sigh of relief. They immediately launched a counterattack.

They slapped their corpse-raising bags and released all the corpses in the bag. Although each of them had only five or six corpses, there were thousands of hundreds of monks. These corpses were all hard, not afraid of ordinary swords and guns, and were extremely powerful. They killed themselves in a bunch of ways and attacked the archers who were firing the spirit-breaking arrows.

Seeing this, Wan Liang immediately waved the flag in his hand, causing the archers to retreat several feet, allowing his heavy infantry to rush forward.

These heavy infantry soldiers are all wearing heavy iron armor and holding specially processed long-handled giant axes, which can cut off the heads of ghost soldiers-level corpses, and have a certain killing effect on ghost general-level corpses.

Therefore, after they rushed forward, they immediately blocked the corpse refining group that surged from the peak. Although they were indeed not these corpse refining opponents who were fearless, they could also cause damage to them.

On the surface, there are a large number of these corpses, reaching thousands of them, but how can they compete with tens of thousands of corpses? Even if they are corpses of ghost general level, they cannot fight after their energy is exhausted. Therefore, the situation is gradually developing towards the benefit of the Demon Sect.
Chapter completed!