This time, Mo Nian led his men to fight over. He did not attack the city of Fushou. Instead, he ordered the Mo family disciples to fire arrows wildly on the outside. After killing some strong undead men, he ran away.
This time, Mo Nian killed the undead and caught them off guard. They originally thought that Mo Nian would wait until everyone was in trance before coming to cause trouble.
But I didn't expect that Mo Nian didn't follow common sense and made a surprise attack the next day. He killed a few people and then disappeared without a trace. The strong undead tribe's faces turned green with anger.
In the following days, Mo Nian would sometimes come once every three or two days, sometimes once every six or seven days, and sometimes even two or three times a day.
Every time they ran away after a sneak attack, the undead warriors could not even touch their hair. No one from the dragon-blooded warriors or Mohist disciples was injured or killed, but the undead warriors suffered heavy casualties.
Although not many people died each time, no matter how many people there were, they could not withstand such a sneak attack. Seeing the number of strong men dwindling away, the undead strong men were furious, but there was nothing they could do.
They also tried to sneak attack Tianwu Continent, but Mo Nian and others were guarding the entrance, the Dragon Blood Army was blocking the front, and the Mohist disciples were shooting arrows from behind. The exit was tightly guarded. If they wanted to rush out, they would have to pay a high price.
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But what if they rush out? If Mo Nian activates the Zhongzhou Cauldron and seals the entrance, won't they also become turtles in the jar? Even their ancestors were beheaded once. If they go out, they will never be able to come back.
coming.
"Do you still want to practice?" The strong men of the undead tribe were so angry that their livers ached.
It's been almost a month, and the city of Fusi has not been quiet. Mo Nian comes to cause trouble every now and then, waking up the strong undead people from their cultivation, seriously slowing down their cultivation speed.
Now a dragon blood army and Mohist army have held them back, although on the surface, everyone is suffering.
But in fact, the Dragon Blood Legion is not the only one in the Tianwu Continent. There are countless disciples behind them who are practicing quietly without anyone disturbing them. They are improving rapidly. This is too much of a threat to them.
"We also want to practice, but you don't let us practice. What can we do?" Mo Nian spread his hands and said helplessly.
"From now on, how about we give up temporarily?" The undead finally gave in and didn't want to go on like this with Mo Nian and others.
"Stop, how can we stop? You will attack us at any time. You guys with no integrity, how can we trust you?" Mo Nian sneered.
"We swear by our immortal souls that we will never invade the Tianwu Continent within half a year. How about that?" said the powerful undead man.
Mo Nian sneered in his heart, are all the undead brains rotten? Will you come to torment us again in half a year?
Half a year may be an extremely critical number for the undead. The strong undead man secretly revealed the secret, but he didn't know it.
"That's okay, then let's have a truce for half a year. In half a year, we'll see Zhenzhang again." Mo Nian said very simply.
"No, it's empty talk. You have to swear." The strong man of the undead tribe obviously didn't believe this smiling guy. This guy looked like a particularly shameless person.
"That's fine, I swear in the name of Long Chen, the strongest young man in the Tianwu Continent, if I violate my oath, Long Chen will be struck by five thunders from the sky." Mo Nian vowed.
Seeing Mo Nian's serious look, Gu Yang and other dragon blood warriors almost stopped laughing.
It seems that every time Long Chen goes through a tribulation, the five thunders are the appetizer. When has Long Chen ever cared about this?
But those strong undead people don't understand that among the undead people, there are also five thunder strikes, which are the ultimate punishment prepared for those who disrespect the way of heaven.
When the undead saw that Mo Nian had sworn such a "poisonous" oath, they immediately evacuated. The undead thought that they could finally breathe a sigh of relief. However, just half a month later, Mo Nian broke the contract and led the Dragon Blood Legion and Mo family disciples to sneak attack on the City of Fusi again.
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Because the City of Wasted Death was completely relaxed, Mo Nian got into the core area this time. What shocked Mo Nian was that at the core of the City of Wasted Death, there was a huge tower tens of thousands of miles away. The tower had nine floors, and each floor was densely packed with people.
Countless undead disciples are practicing.
And outside the tower, a sea of people formed. They sat cross-legged one by one, surrounding the ancient tower. The number of powerful people outside was no less than billions of people.
Even though Mo Nian was so bold, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his hair stood on end. How could there be so many strong men of this generation of undead?
When Mo Nian saw such a terrifying scene, he prepared to use his ultimate move to kill as many of them as possible while they were unprepared.
As a result, as soon as he breathed, he was locked by the terrifying powerhouse. Mo Nian only had time to release a sky-shaking arrow, disturbing the laws of heaven, waking these people up from their practice, and interrupting their practice again.
"kill him."
Ye Ming roared and rushed out from the top of the tower. He was the first to kill Mo Nian. When Mo Nian saw Ye Ming, he couldn't help but be frightened.
Ye Ming has actually been promoted to the seventh level of Heaven Fusion, while Mo Nian has only been promoted to the third level of heaven with the support of Long Chen Pill. His cultivation is in the early stage, but Ye Ming has advanced to the later stage.
Mo Nian thought of the giant tower and the undead disciples in the giant tower, and suddenly understood that the reason why Ye Ming practiced so fast must be related to these hundreds of millions of undead disciples.
At the same time, Mo Nian finally understood why the undead warrior only needed half a year. At such a speed, Ye Ming might not need half a year to start proving the emperor.
Having gathered the power of the entire world to pave the way for one person, Ye Ming was now so powerful that he waved his hand, black energy surged all over the sky, his big hand shattered the void, and he grabbed Mo Nian.
"Long Chen's subordinates are defeated and have no right to fight with you, Lord Mo."
Mo Nian snorted coldly, the Zhongzhou Cauldron above his head glowed, tearing the void, and escaped in an instant.
"Boom boom boom..."
There were continuous explosions in many corners of the city. It turned out that the Dragon Blood Legion and Mohist disciples had sneaked in and placed exploding balls made by Guo Ran everywhere.
Mo Nian secretly sneaked into the core area alone. As soon as Mo Nian took action, they also fled. After they left, the explosion ball exploded with a bang. Hundreds of explosion balls exploded. The entire city of Fusi was shaking and the space collapsed.
When the space is unstable, even those who are strong in the Fusion of Heaven Realm do not dare to break through the void, for fear that if they accidentally rush into the turbulent flow of space, they will really die without a burial place.
"Asshole, I'm going to kill him." Ye Ming was furious and Mo Nian made trouble again and again. He wanted to bite Mo Nian to death.
If it weren't for Mo Nian, maybe he would have entered the eighth heaven. Just as he moved, he was suddenly grabbed by a withered hand like a branch, and Gui Si appeared.
"Don't throw away the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds. A little impatience will ruin your big plans." Gui Si shouted coldly.
Ye Ming's face was gloomy, so he had to suppress his anger and return to the top of the tower to continue practicing. However, he was really angry just now and couldn't enter the state at all for a while.
Gui Si said to an old undead man: "Since it has been exposed, we will organize 30 million disciples to be responsible for defense. Even if we spend our lives, we can't let them interfere anymore.
Humph, even if we kill them, how many more can they kill? The Tianwu Continent won’t be able to survive much longer.”
Gui Si looked in the direction of Tianwu Continent, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes. When he turned his face, a bloody wound appeared on his face, which was a sword mark.