Chapter Thirty-ninth: Planning and Breaking the Formation
"Master, are we going to get cold?"
Bai Yuan bit his little paw, and his big fluffy tail swayed nervously from side to side.
It is no longer the little monster that called itself the "Fox Fairy" in the small mountain village. After Chai Jiangcui's teachings, it has not only set its practice on the right track, but also understood the huge gap between various realms.
"Actually, there is not a glimmer of hope. Don't forget, Miss Chai. Since they have chosen to block Hongling City, there is a high probability that the people from the Four Sword-holding Sects have already entered the city. We can first meet up with the people from the Four Sword-holding Sects and gather everyone's strength.
Try to find the center of the formation."
Zhou Wenqing deserves to be a member of a large family. In this critical situation, instead of panicking, he quickly saw the key to the problem.
Now that I think about it, the strange guests I met in the inn were probably disciples of the four sword-wielding sects, but I don't know which sect they were from and whether there were any hidden masters.
Chai Jiangcui caressed her temples and thought about countermeasures in her mind. Because she was the strongest, she was the leader among the two of them.
"No, we can't deliberately join up with the people from the four sword-wielding factions. Let's find the formation alone."
After thinking for a long time, Chai Jiangcui suddenly said something shocking. Seeing Zhou Wenqing and the little fox looking confused, she continued to explain:
"The red-eyed ghost commander and his ghost generals are currently targeting the four sword-wielding factions. Since they dare to blockade Hongling City, they must be fully confident in dealing with the four sword-wielding factions.
Our strength is limited, and if we join forces now, not only will we not be able to do much, but we will also easily be able to deal with powerful ghosts. In this case, we might as well let the people from the four sword-wielding factions block us, and we take the opportunity to destroy the formation."
After listening to Chai Jiangcui's explanation, Zhou Wenqing couldn't help but nodded,
"What Miss Chai said is very good. With your strength and the Phoenix Flame Token in my hand, if you take the opportunity to make a sneak attack, you will indeed have a chance to destroy the formation."
Although this plan has the intention of using the people of the Four Sword Sects as bait, there is nothing that can be done about it, because they are the targets of the red-eyed ghost commander.
"Brother Zhou, you are familiar with the formation. Where the formation eye may appear, I still need you to lead the way."
It didn't matter that she didn't know there was a ghost commander in Hongling City before. Now that she knew it, Chai Jiangcui no longer dared to use his spiritual sense to explore it at will.
The last time she was in Liangya Mountain, her consciousness was covered by an old guy who discovered it. If she bumped into the red-eyed ghost handsome in Hongling City, she could really wait to die.
"Okay, I happen to have a city construction map of Hongling City. Although there may be deviations in some places due to the age, the general geographical location of the city remains unchanged."
Zhou Wenqing took out an old map from his storage bag. With this thing, they would not get lost while walking.
"Without further ado, let's set off now."
After recovering a little bit of their spiritual power, the two sneaked out of the house and walked towards the first place in the south where the formation might exist - the Chengnan Market.
But before they even reached the street, Chai Jiangcui discovered that things were not as simple as they thought.
At this moment, on the streets of Hongling City, groups of ghosts are wandering around, searching for any suspicious traces.
There were so many of them that Chai Jiangcui found them a little tricky.
"Trouble, the streets are full of monsters now. If we just go out like this, we will definitely be discovered."
Zhou Wenqing wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed.
Changing lanes with so many ghosts is of little use, and killing them is even more unrealistic. It can be said to be a dilemma.
"Use the invisibility technique, gather your spiritual power, and let's go through the roof."
After pondering for a moment, the two couldn't think of any other good way and decided to use the most dangerous method. Ghosts are most sensitive to air currents and spiritual power fluctuations. If they are not careful, they may be surrounded by thousands of ghosts.
The houses in Hongling City are relatively dense, and you can indeed go to most of the places you want to go by walking along the roofs. But you just have to be careful not to make any noise, and be careful not to be seen through by ghosts and generals.
Flying up to the ridge of the house, Chai Jiangcui bowed and moved forward carefully. Every step he took, he had to check whether the tiles under his feet were firm and whether they were cracked.
Therefore, even though the two of them had great cultivation, they were still not moving very fast. In two quarters of an hour, they had just walked through a neighborhood, and they were still two blocks away from the market in the south of the city.
Bang--
Just as the two were walking halfway, the sound of fierce fighting suddenly came from a private courtyard a hundred meters away.
The sword light was scattered in all directions, and the ghostly aura soared into the sky.
In an instant, all the ghosts on the street were attracted by the sword light, and the originally dark street was completely empty.
"What a great opportunity! These monsters are attracted to distant places and are not easily discovered even if they are running on the roof."
, Chai Jiangcui's eyes flashed, and he pulled Zhou Wenqing and ran all the way.
At this speed, they can reach the Chengnan Market in three minutes.
The cold wind in front of her ruffled Chai Jiangcui's bun, and the battle in the distance became more and more intense like a powder keg being lit.
Standing on the roof, Chai Jiangcui, with his amazing eyesight, could clearly see the battle taking place in the distant courtyard.
Several private houses in the center of the storm were now in ruins. There were six human beings in the battle circle, four men and two women, all wearing bright yellow robes.
Among these six people, there is a middle-aged monk whose cultivation is in the early stage of Qi Transformation. The remaining five are all young people, and the strongest ones are only in the late stage of God Refining.
Looking at this lineup, there is a high probability that a senior master came out with a group of juniors to practice.
Their opponent was a silver-armored corpse covered in silver armor and carrying a sledgehammer with an iron chain. The strength of this silver-armored corpse was comparable to that of a mid-stage incarnation. Every time the hammer fell, a half-meter deep pit was created on the ground.
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But I have to say that there is really no comparison between big-sect monks and ordinary casual cultivators.
In mid-air, the middle-aged monk's realm was obviously a level lower than that of the silver-armored corpse, but he was still able to fight back and forth with the silver-armored corpse with his exquisite sword moves, and even had a slight upper hand.
But soon, a ghost energy flashed through, and another ghost general came to support him.
The person who came was a red-clothed ghost who was in the early stage of the ghost general. She joined forces with the silver-armored corpse and exchanged more than ten moves in a few breaths. The red-clothed ghost and the silver-armored corpse became more and more cooperative, and the middle-aged monk gradually fell behind.
Moreover, as low-level ghosts from the periphery continued to come from afar, the battlefield below became somewhat unsustainable.
One of the young monks, who was only at the early stage of God Refining, was besieged by more than ten ghosts at the same time. He was unable to parry from the left and right. He was caught in the middle by a ghost who was also a God Refiner and ripped off his arm.
"ah!"
"Junior brother!"
Hearing the screams of the young monk, a pony-tailed female cultivator near him tightened her expression. She pushed back the ghost in front of her with a sword and turned around to rescue him in time.