As night falls, the zombie camp is filled with sadness.
The moans from the seven corpses floated through the camp from time to time.
Black Iron Guangming spread out a map in front of him, with various marks on it.
"Great Corpse of Light, the scouts have returned."
The bodyguard came over and whispered.
"Let it come."
Heitie Guangming looked away, with a confident expression on his face.
The three scouts came to Heitie Guangming and all knelt down. The zombie on the left said: "Tell the big corpse that the group of monks are currently camping in a castle in Youzhou City. The younger ones have already reported the situation in the castle."
Investigate clearly."
Taking the map handed over by the scout, Black Iron Guangming only glanced at it and laughed: "Whose idiot designed this castle? It is not conducive to defense at all."
Hei Tie Guangming's smile faded away as soon as it appeared, and Heitie Guangming said bitterly: "I am really disappointed by Wuji Hecheng for losing to such a layman!"
"Big Corpse, there are about sixty people on the other side, including eighteen Nascent Soul cultivators, and the rest are all golden elixirs."
Another scout said.
"How many early stages, how many middle stages, and how many late stages are there among the eighteen Nascent Souls?"
Black Iron Guangming asked.
The scout looked troubled: "Reporting to the corpse, this... I didn't find out clearly."
"waste!"
Heitie Guangming's expression changed, "Are you shrinking from the battle, afraid of being discovered?"
"Big corpse, there are monks patrolling outside the castle. It's hard for me to get close!"
The scout panicked and defended himself repeatedly.
"I won't listen to explanations."
Heitie Guangming waved his hand and said, "Drag us down, a hundred military sticks!"
A moment later, the crackling sounds of beatings and screams resounded in the camp, and the zombies in the distance looked at each other with a trace of sadness.
The third scout's face had turned pale with fear. When Black Iron Guangming asked, it said tremblingly: "The closest monks from here are also five hundred miles away, just a few remnants of soldiers.
Moreover, they have not contacted the monks here, so they probably will not come to respond."
Black Iron Guangming nodded slightly and waved his hand to ask the scouts to retreat. When it stood in front of the map again, a plan had already taken shape.
The sky was dimming, and the Yunxiao Castle was busy.
Gu Tielei's face looked very ugly. He had been contacting Yun Mastiff and others all night, but he didn't get the slightest response.
The situation was far worse than they expected.
Yan Kun also looked a little sluggish. He had cowered in the previous battle, and many monks had already become extremely disgusted with him.
Nowadays, he still shouts and drinks, but few people take his words to heart.
Only Yu Huafa was still half asleep and half awake as always, but after seeing his angry attack before, the monks had completely regarded him as their backbone.
The sun rises and the castle begins to change its defenses.
Dozens of black rays of light suddenly flashed in the distance, causing bursts of rumbling thunder.
The monks looked around in panic and saw a group of flying zombies appearing in the sky. The topless zombie at the front was holding several heads in his hands.
"Oh no, zombies are coming!"
For a moment, the monks were in a mess, some were hiding, some were taking up weapons, and some were trying to go out to fight the enemy. Compared with the uniform zombie team, they were like a pot of boiling porridge.
"Calm down, everyone!"
Gu Tielei did not know when he appeared on the city wall, and roared loudly to silence the monks.
At this moment, several groups of zombies appeared silently around the castle, suddenly surrounding Yunxiao Castle.
Although the number of zombies in these groups was not large, they still put great pressure on the monks.
Li Xuan and the other girls also inquired and climbed to the top of the city. When they saw the zombies surrounding the city from all sides, they all showed strange expressions.
Situ Mei glanced ahead and saw a small group of zombies a hundred steps away, and couldn't help but move closer to Li Xuan.
Other female cultivators also did the same thing. In their minds, Li Xuan was synonymous with security.
Li Xuan glanced at them and saw that these zombies occupied a very unique position. They looked loose, but they were like a chain link. No matter which direction the monk wanted to break through, he would be immediately attacked.
"Hey, are you the monks who stayed behind? I didn't expect that you are quite capable, and you actually made us zombies suffer.
This time, let me, Black Wind Wushang, show you how powerful you are.
By the way, these are the monks who escaped from Youzhou City before, and I cut off their heads, now I will send them on their last journey!"
The naked zombie roared loudly, and there was a cracking sound when the palms were closed, and the heads were crushed into pieces! Seeing that the human monks were still humiliated by each other after they died, everyone's anger suddenly burned.
, the surging murderous aura condensed together, immediately filling the air with the smell of blood.
The zombies are equally murderous. Before the two sides fight, they seem to be competing to see which side has the stronger, crazier, and bloodier murderous intent! At a glance, the corpse aura in the zombie team is soaring into the sky, and the black corpse aura is in the air.
They are fierce faces.
Almost all of this group of zombies were giant corpses that were over a foot tall. The weapons in their hands were either axes or hammers, which was intimidating.
Compared with zombies, monks appear too weak in appearance.
However, the monks have many spiritual weapons, and the colorful spiritual weapons are shining brightly.
The rich spiritual energy released is no less impressive.
The biggest difference is still in the formation. The zombie team is very orderly. Each zombie's position seems to be fixed, giving it a sense of fortitude.
However, the monks were standing on the city wall in a messy and disorderly manner, looking no better than a ragtag group of people.
It's no wonder that monks always work alone. At most, they fight together as two monks. They rarely have experience in large-scale battles.
The zombies are clearly prepared at first glance. God knows how long they have been secretly training. This gap cannot be closed overnight.
Li Xuan frowned slightly. If he were to direct this battle, he would really have a headache.
There is no way around this. How can it be possible for monks to learn the battle formation method all of a sudden? Most monks would even look down upon it.
From the monk's perspective, as long as there are mysterious techniques and powerful spiritual weapons, no matter how many zombies there are and what formation they are arranged in, they can be crushed and suppressed with one strike.
Especially after Yu Hua showed his terrifying cultivation skills and defeated the zombies, their thoughts became even more certain.
"It can't go on like this."
Li Xuan realized that something was wrong and couldn't help but regret not repairing the black turtle shell first.
The two sides were already shouting and fighting. The zombie named Hei Feng Wushang was like an extremely savage beast, yelling and throwing all kinds of obscenities at him. Some of the monks were so angry that they started to argue with him.
The tight strings seemed ready to break at any moment.
Li Xuan didn't care about the content of the scolding, he just thought the zombies were acting strangely.
Since they are encircled, why not attack as soon as possible instead of delaying time? What good will this do to them?
With his mind slightly moved, Li Xuan looked to the opposite side.
His eyes swept over each zombie, and suddenly his heart shuddered.