Lu Chengyun's spirit stone warehouse was destroyed and the supply of spirit stones was cut off. The ten thousand corpse formation was slower and the speed of refining corpses was getting slower and slower.

Yang Jishan was overjoyed.

The other monks also breathed a sigh of relief.

During the battle, Lu Chengyun lost zombies.

What they lost was their lives.

Now that the Ten Thousand Corpse Array has been cut, it has gradually stopped. It is a good thing for me to get rid of this endless loss.

Taoist soldiers and monks from all walks of life couldn't help but be grateful to Mo Hua.

Next, face the battle head-on.

The Taoist soldiers led various teams of Taoist soldiers and monks from all sides to fight against the iron corpses and zombies.

Yang Jishan issued orders and coordinated the dispatch, and Mo Hua followed him to watch the battle.

In the corpse mine, the battle situation is fierce.

The monk's sword intersects with the zombie's minions, the spiritual power and corpse energy intertwined, the corpse poison spread, and the spells flew everywhere. One by one, the monks fell down, and zombies were strangled.

It is both tragic and magnificent.

Ink painting was shocked to look at it.

Although I have seen monks fight with zombies sporadically before, when I escape, I have also fought with zombies.

But at this moment, standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the overall situation, I still feel that the scene of fighting in front of me is extremely cruel and shocking.

Then Mo Painting felt compassion again.

These Taoist soldiers are also humans.

Despite his low cultivation level, he can only be a humble soldier in this war.

But they also have parents, and may also have wives and children.

Some people will be heartbroken when they die here.

And these zombies were humans during their lifetime, and were likely to be miserable mine repairmen.

He was oppressed by the Lu family during his lifetime, and after his death, he became cannon fodder and helped the evildoer.

Mo Hua sighed.

It can't be so exhausted anymore.

If you continue to fight like this, I don’t know how many monks will be injured or even die...

Nanyue City may also face a catastrophe.

Mo Hua observed the situation, frowned and pondered, used his spiritual sense to calculate, distinguish the main sequence controlled by Lingshu among the corpse groups, and then told Yang Jishan:

"Uncle Yang, that big iron corpse, that one-armed iron corpse, and the fat iron corpse, we need to kill first."

Yang Jishan was slightly stunned, "Why?"

He was a little confused. There were dozens of iron corpses in this battlefield. Why did Mo Hua just kill these ones first?

These iron corpses don't look the strongest.

The ink painting explained:

"The zombies in this scene are divided into two categories."

"One category is controlled by corpse cultivators to control corpse bells."

"The other type is controlled by the iron corpse through formations."

"There are few zombies controlled by the corpse cultivator, and they fight each other, so the threat is not great; but the formation controls are different..."

"The formations on these three iron corpses control the most zombies. If they kill them, nearly half of them will become mobs, driven only by instincts, without coordination, and will not become corpse soldiers, which are easy to deal with."

Yang Jishan was stunned, "How do you know this?"

Young Master Yun next to him was also a little surprised.

All they knew was that these zombies were controlled through formations.

But they don’t know how to control it and what the principle is.

Mo Hua said vaguely: "I have seen the formation painted by Lu Chengyun, so I can calculate it."

Yang Jishan nodded as if he had understood it.

Young Master Yun was stunned.

Calculate?

"It won't be..."

He had a vague guess, but he was unbelievable for a moment.

Yang Jishan called someone and ordered:

"Send the order to gather three teams of Taoist soldiers, and don't care about the other zombies, and only kill the three iron corpses!"

"yes!"

The Taoist soldiers took the order and sent the order.

After a while, the three foundation-building commanders each led a team of Taoist soldiers and suddenly rushed out and headed straight for the three iron corpses on the battlefield.

Make a fool of yourself without intention.

In just half an hour, three iron corpses were killed and their heart veins were shattered.

Three iron corpses died, and most of the corpses on the field suddenly became rioted, like headless flies, and rushed left and right, trying to choose someone to eat.

This is a sign that after losing control, it is pulled by the corpse qi and acts on instinct.

For ordinary monks, out-of-control zombies are quite tricky.

But in this kind of monk's battle, the out-of-control zombies are out of control without dispatch. Even if they are tyrannical and bloodthirsty, the threat will be greatly reduced in front of the Taoist soldiers who are well-organized.

Yang Jishan was excited.

“It really works!”

He immediately waved the flag and ordered the Taoist soldiers to form a formation, like a millstone, strangled the out-of-control corpses little by little.

Once the zombies are strangled, the remaining iron corpses are not afraid of being in front of the team of Taoist soldiers.

A general without soldiers is no longer a general.

And the iron corpse without the corpse soldiers is just an ordinary iron corpse.

The Taoist soldiers rushed past the battlefield like guillotines, harvesting walking zombies.

The situation quickly became clear.

The advantage of the Daoting side became increasingly obvious, while the losses of the corpse soldiers became heavier and heavier.

Soon Lu Chengyun ordered to control the corpses to retreat.

The suppression of corpses and mines lasts for a long time.

This is just a battle over the past few days, and it is also a game of victory among many winners and losses.

But this victory is the clearest victory or defeat.

Yang Jishan breathed a sigh of relief.

In the subsequent battles, Yang Jishan would bring ink paintings.

Mo Hua let go of his spiritual sense, scanned the battlefield, and then mentally calculated for a moment, and told Yang Jishan which corpses were controlled by which iron corpses, and which iron corpses were killed, and where the corpses would collapse.

Not only that.

What methods do some tricky corpse cultivators use?

How to restrain some violent corpse poison?

How to crack some evil formations?

...

The ink paintings are as clear as yours, and they come one by one.

He can see through the formation at a glance;

The one involved in the corpse mine was secretly heard when he was hiding;

Some of the corpse refining are seen from the corpse refining book, and some are summarized from the battle with the ancestor of the Zhang family and elders of all generations...

The more Yang Jishan listened, the more frightened he became.

He almost suspected that the corpse mine was built by Mo himself, and the formations were all drawn by him, and these corpse cultivators were recruited by him, and these zombies were also refined by him and controlled by him...

Even Mo Hua himself is a little devil in the corpse path...

Otherwise, how could he be so familiar?
To be continued...