The eight groups of warships all traveled extremely fast, and in a matter of seconds, they arrived at the Dead Tribe military camp one after another.
The eight military camps built by the dead tribe are very particular. They are the eight gates to enter the core area of Xianji Mountain. They are fully combined with the terrain of the mountains and rivers. It is extremely difficult to break through.
Zhang Ruochen was able to sneak into the depths of Xianji Mountain silently before, firstly because his own space skills were extremely advanced, and secondly because the dead tribe were relatively relaxed at that time and were not as heavily guarded as they are now.
It is impossible to sneak in now.
"Commander, what should we do? Attack directly?" Tu Tian asked.
Zhang Ruochen is the leader of their team, and Zhang Ruochen can only make the decision on what to do.
Standing on the bow of the ship, Zhang Ruochen stared at the war fortress built by the dead. This war fortress was very huge, like an ancient beast entrenched here, which made people feel extremely depressed.
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Ruochen said: "Move the warships and launch an attack with all our strength. First let me see how strong this war fortress is."
Tu Tian didn't hesitate at all, and he continued to pass the order.
These warships prepared for them by the Northern Territory Camp are not only used for traveling, but they also have amazing attack power, enough to kill strong men at the level of the Holy King.
On the battlefield of merit, this type of warship is undoubtedly of great value. It can be called a powerful weapon. With a casual blow, it can kill a large number of monks from the hell realm.
It's just that the cost of refining this kind of warship is too high, so not everyone can own it.
Zhang Ruochen actually has a better warship on his person. It was a trophy obtained in the battle at the Sword Tomb. It is called the Destroying Holy Warship. If it is in the hands of the Great Sage, it will be enough to pose a threat to the Great Sage.
Unfortunately, the fighting was so fierce that one of the four Jihad-killing ships was almost completely destroyed, two were severely damaged, and only one was not seriously damaged.
It involves the Great Sage Inscription. Even if someone from the Holy Sword Holy Land takes action, it will take a very long time to repair it, and it may not be able to be restored as before.
"boom."
At the same time, the four warships all erupted with terrifying holy power, and streaks of bright and blazing holy light bombarded them.
Many secret patterns immediately appeared on the surface of the war fortress, forming a tough protective shield that could withstand all attacks from warships.
"Continue." Zhang Ruochen said.
Immediately, the four warships launched another attack, and they fired fifteen blows in a row, not caring about the consumption of holy stones.
Each warship is equipped with a limited number of holy stones and cannot launch too many attacks.
There is no way. Although the warship attack is strong, the consumption of holy stones is too great. If dozens of ships are dispatched at the same time, Zhenyuan and Xuanyuan Likong also have to consider the cost.
Starting from the eleventh blow, the holy stones consumed were provided by Zhang Ruochen. He was wealthy and did not care about these holy stones at all.
After the warship fired a few more blows, the Dead finally made some movement. A portal opened in the war fortress, and a group of Dead soldiers walked out slowly.
Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen immediately ordered to stop the attack.
Letting the warships continuously launch attacks is completely provoking the dead tribe in order to draw the dead tribe out. Otherwise, how can this battle be fought?
Obviously, his goal has been achieved, and everything is as he expected.
"If you dare to enter Xianji Mountain, you are seeking death. Don't even think about leaving alive." A burly dead clan wearing battle armor said coldly.
Tu Tianfei got out of the warship, looked down at the powerful dead race man from a high position, and said coldly: "I'm not ashamed to say that. When we come here today, we are going to flatten the Xianji Mountain. All of you dead races will be annihilated in ashes."
"Who do you think you are? Die."
The burly dead tribesman's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he stretched out his hand, and the evil energy of death condensed into a short spear, and he threw it towards Tu Tian.
An extremely powerful aura emanated from the body of this burly dead race, and tens of millions of rules could be vaguely seen outside his body, with the rules of heaven and earth completely rotating around it.
Seeing the short spear flying through the air, Tu Tian couldn't help but condense his eyes, and quickly circulated the holy energy in his body, condensing dozens of layers of protective shields outside his body at the fastest speed.
"Plop."
The short spear is incredibly powerful and indestructible, instantly breaking through dozens of layers of shields.
Finally, the short spear hit Tu Tian's body and was blocked by the armor worn by Tu Tian.
The short spear exploded into pieces, and the terrifying force sent Tu Tian flying away.
"A strong person in the Lindao realm."
Tu Tian stared intently at the burly dead clan.
Before the opponent took action, he really failed to see through his cultivation. He thought that he was at most a powerful Jietian Realm person. With his strength, he could easily crush him. Unexpectedly, he was kicked onto an iron plate.
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"Who are you?" Tu Tian asked coldly.
The burly dead clan member said proudly: "I am one of the three commanders under the command of the Son of Demon God - Commander He Ming. I am ordered by His Highness the Son of Demon God to guard the Immortal Machine Mountain. Any monks from the heavenly realm who dare to step into the Immortal Machine Mountain will be killed.
No forgiveness."
Hearing this, Tu Tian's eyes changed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart.
The commander of death has a very high status, and can command an army of millions of dead people on the battlefield of merit.
Those who can become commanders and whose cultivation has reached the Lindao realm usually take orders directly from the great sage of the dead. Even the Son of God would find it difficult to dispatch them.
Even after entering the Kunlun realm, the commander of the dead tribe still has great say and will not just obey the orders of a certain son of god.
Some of the weaker Sons of God only have Generals of Death and Generals of Death under their command, and cannot control the Commander of Death.
The fact that there are three death commanders under the command of the Son of Demon God is enough to show how powerful the Son of God himself is.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes glanced at Commander Heshen, and then at the several powerful dead men behind him.
Those strong dead men were obviously different. They wore standard armor and held standard soldiers, and their powers were similar in nature.
"Death Knight."
In an instant, Zhang Ruochen understood the identities of those powerful dead men.
All Death Knights have cultivation levels above the Dao realm. They are carefully cultivated by the Death Temple and possess the qualifications of a great saint.
The Death Knights in front of me are all at the peak of the Dao Realm, and two of them have reached the Heaven Realm. Their strength should not be underestimated.
In addition to these death knights, there is also a group of strong dead people behind them. The aura they exude is equally terrifying, and their cultivation levels are all above the Dao Realm.
In other words, the fifty-eight dead people who walked out of the war fortress were all top experts with cultivation levels above the Dao realm.
There are so many strong men in one military camp. How amazing would it be to add up to eight military camps?
"It seems that the information obtained is correct. The dead can indeed use the death altar to cultivate strong men, and the results are very significant." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
At this moment, many monks on the four warships had serious expressions on their faces.
Compared with the top combat power, their side is obviously at a disadvantage, and the situation is quite bad.
Even Zhenyuan and Xuanyuan Likong had never expected such a situation to occur.
Looking at the group of strong dead men outside the war fortress, Xiang Chunan couldn't help but his eyes shone, "Brother, there are so many merits!"
Hearing this, Tu Di and Tu Ren both showed shocked expressions. They felt that Xiang Chunan's nerves were a little too nervous. Those powerful dead people could indeed obtain a large amount of merit points, but only if they had the ability. Just destroy them all.
With such a disparity in strength, the two of them could not be optimistic anyway. If they really had to fight hard, they would suffer heavy casualties.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Ruochen also smiled and said: "There are indeed a lot of merit points. If you wipe them all out, you can exchange them for at least 180 million merit points, so what are you waiting for?"
"Haha, you little bastards of the dead, your Grandpa Xiang is here!" Xiang Chunan laughed and immediately rushed out of the warship.
A death general from the Dao Realm flew out, exuding majestic evil energy of death from his body, and punched out with contempt.
With his Dao realm cultivation, he can indeed look down on Xiang Chunan who has not yet condensed the Dao realm.
Xiang Chunan had no intention of evading. Instead of retreating, he took the initiative to meet him.
"Punch your Grandpa Xiang."
Xiang Chunan shouted violently, and the acupuncture points all over his body opened, and cloud pillars of demonic energy emerged, almost transforming him into a peerless demon king.
"boom."
The fists of the two collided together, and the evil energy of evil and death stirred up.
Xiang Chunan stood steadily in the air like a sacred mountain, while the death general of the dead clan flew out upside down and hit the war fortress like a cannonball.
With just one punch, the death general suffered severe injuries. One of his arms was shattered and he could hardly move.
Xiang Chunan didn't stop and immediately wanted to punch him again to kill him.
"you dare."
A dead general shouted loudly, turned his battle ax, and slashed at Xiang Chunan.
Xiang Chunan roared angrily, "Get away."
Countless magic patterns appeared on the metal magic crown, releasing the supreme power and crashing into the death general.
At the same time, Xiang Chunan punched out in the air, and the demonic energy condensed into a magic mountain, hitting the severely wounded death general.
"Ten Thousand Heavy Demonic Mountain Fist" is the holy art of boxing that he is best at. It is an intermediate-level holy art of Tongxuan level. Its power is not much different from some weaker high-level holy arts.
"Bang."
The death general's body was shattered into pieces, and his holy soul was crushed alive by the magic mountain.
Killing a death general with two punches is undoubtedly an amazing achievement.
On the other side, General Death was pushed back by the metal magic crown, unable to reach Xiang Chunan.
Seeing that his own strong man was killed, a Death Knight from the Heaven Realm immediately rushed out, waving the Death Sickle, trying to harvest Xiang Chunan's life.
The meaning of the Death Knight's existence is to kill, and they are a symbol of death.
In comparison, this Death Knight is much more powerful than the Death General who just took action.
As he took action, a huge shadow of the God of Death appeared behind him, and he also waved the Death Scythe, releasing a stream of death energy and locking Xiang Chunan.
"The dragon and the elephant reach the sky."
A dragon and an elephant flew out and soared into the sky for nine days, reflecting the world, showing an extremely terrifying vision.
"Um?"
The Death Knight's expression changed slightly, and he gave up attacking Xiang Chunan and instead tried his best to resist the Dragon Elephant's attack.
"boom."
The Death Knight could not withstand the blow and was knocked backwards. The Shadow of Death collapsed behind him.
"You want to touch my brother, have you asked me?"
Zhang Ruochen stood next to Xiang Chunan and said coldly.