Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 362 Hunting
After the Immortal League soldier called by Li Man left the camp, Wu Anzhi and his son followed the soldier to receive supplies one by one. They each changed into soft armor and received a strong crossbow. Fu's feather arrows, and fifteen days' rations.

In the end, the two of them were taken to a somewhat dilapidated tent to recuperate, and a group of soldiers from the Immortal League were sitting around it.

The cultivation of this group of Xianmeng soldiers sitting around the tent seems to be normal, but compared with the group of undisciplined stragglers outside the tent, everyone exudes a frightening chill .

Especially the moment when the father and son entered the tent and the group of people all looked over.

Wu Anzhi and Wu Buer knew this feeling very well. It was the look that the beast gave them when they broke into the territory of the beast.

The two looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

Fortunately, the soldier leading the way immediately explained a few words to the soldiers in the battalion commander, and these people never looked at their father and son again, but began to meditate or trim their weapons on their own.

There is no doubt that this group of people are all the real elites of the Immortal League, and they are also the strongest fighting force for hunting the remnants of Qiushui this time.

"Good luck, you've come to the right place."

The corner of Wu Buer's mouth suppressed the surprise in his heart, and he whispered to Wu An, who had just sat down, to know.

"Ah."

Wu Anzhi nodded silently.

He glanced at the arena and counted, and found a total of 33 people including their father and son. The strength of these people is all in the late stage of the spirit, and their father and son should be the last in terms of strength.

Wu Anzhi knew a little about the prohibition in Twilight Drum Forest, so he was not surprised to see all the soldiers of the Immortal Alliance in the late stage of the Spiritual Realm. Soldiers in the late stage of the Many-Spirit Realm.

Wu Anzhi was not as optimistic as Wu Buer to be able to get on the ride of Xianmeng. If it was just the father and son acting, they would be able to act according to circumstances, and they could run away immediately if the situation was not good.

But it's different now, how well prepared the Immortal League is at this moment, it shows how strong their will is to catch the remnants of the autumn water.

This strong will makes Wu Anzhi feel uneasy, because in order to achieve this will, Xianmeng can obviously sacrifice a lot of things.

"Xianmeng...what else will be sacrificed?"

Wu Anzhi, who silently glanced at the tent again, thought in confusion.

After resting for about two or three hours, the long sound of firecrackers breaking through the air broke the silence in the camp.

"set off!"

At the same time, Li Man, who was wearing armor and holding a long knife, lifted the curtain of the tent and shouted sharply.

Immediately, the soldiers in the camp stood up in unison, and then walked out of the tent in an orderly but majestic manner following Li Man's footsteps.

Wu Anzhi and Wu Buer were the last two to leave the camp.

"Haishi..."

When he walked out of the tent, Wu Anzhi looked at the sky.

Confirming the time is something that a hunter must do when hunting.

"It's not a good time."

He whispered something.

Because this time is the time when the fierce beasts in the mountains and forests are most active and awake.

Compared with Wu Anzhi's cautiousness and uneasiness at the moment, Wu Buer and the nearly ten thousand cultivators gathered in the Shizikou open space were extremely excited. No matter what kind of thoughts they came here, at least the unburned fireworks above their heads , indicating that their tedious waiting is finally over.

Cheers erupted from the lion's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, this group of people began to pour into Mugusen like a tide.

Facing these cultivators who entered Mugusen without order, the soldiers of Xianmeng had no intention of stopping them. They entered Mugusen at their own pace while looking at these people coldly.

It was like looking at a group of dead people.

……

However, Wu Anzhi found that the seemingly chaotic groups of troops were always followed by a small group of soldiers from the Xianmeng. The Xianmeng seemed to want to use this method to gather this group of stragglers.

"Don't go so fast."

Just as Wu Anzhi was observing the crowd entering Mugusen, and at the same time following the footsteps of the soldiers of the Xianmeng into Mugusen, he was awakened by Wu Buer's words in his ear.

"These people in Xianmeng are full of bad water, you follow me."

Wu Buer continued.

"Father, do you feel something is wrong?"

Wu Anzhi whispered as he walked.

"Don't think so much, follow them to find the hiding place of the remnants of Qiushui, and when we get to the forest, it will be our father and son's world."

Wu Buer patted Wu Anzhi's arm silently and said.

Hearing what Wu Buer said, although he was still a little uneasy, Wu Anzhi finally chose to let go of these things first.

In the current situation, even if he had no interest in encircling and suppressing the remnants of Qiushui, he had no other choice.

Not long after, amidst the noise and footsteps around, Wu Anzhi stepped into Mugusen.

"so quiet!"

The moment he stepped into Mugusen, the original noisy noise in Wu Anzhi's ears dissipated instantly, as if blocked by an invisible wall.

At the same time, he could clearly feel that countless invisible restrictions were densely covered in this dark forest like spider webs, and every step he took felt very awkward, as if his body was always being caught by something.

"Open the sound transmission talisman in your package, the next communication must use the sound transmission talisman."

Before Wu Anzhi took the second step, an old man's voice appeared in his mind.

He recognized that the voice was that Chen Ju who was in the tent earlier.

So he took out the sound transmission talisman and held it in his hand.

"This sound transmission talisman is not only connected to our team, but also the other six teams of our Xianmeng, as well as the ghost messengers of Hell, so if you hear some strange sounds later, don't make a fuss , don’t know how to die when the time comes.”

That Chen Ju continued through the sound transmission talisman.

"Liu Fei, you lead the way."

Chen Ju kicked Liu Fei who was listless beside him.

"Okay, okay, you are all uncles, I will lead the way for the uncles, and I will lead the way for the uncles."

Liu Fei said something complaining, and then threw out a talisman with a blue halo.

"If you don't want to die, just look at this talisman and follow us closely..."

He spoke weakly through the sound transmission talisman.

This Liu Fei seemed to be an alcoholic, and Chen Ju and Li Man had nothing to do with him.

"There were a lot of people talking in the camp before, and I can't say much about the specific methods of encircling and suppressing the remnants of Qiushui. Next, you all listen to me as you walk."

Ignoring Liu Fei, who was already walking a little staggeringly, Li Man began to explain the plan of the encirclement and suppression to the Xianmeng soldiers behind him and Wu Buer and his son through the sound transmission talisman.

"This time, we will join hands with Yan Gui to clean up Qiushui's remnants. Yan Gui is responsible for the siege, and we are responsible for intercepting. They will determine the location of Li Yunsheng, and then drive him into the encirclement trap of our Xianmeng."

Although he was on his way, Li Man's tone was still calm and unhurried.

"Our Immortal League is responsible for intercepting six teams, and the six groups of troops are responsible for six directions. Our Xuhai pair is responsible for the southeast, ten-mile radius."

Li Manan took care of every detail, and even finally divided the area that everyone was responsible for within a ten-mile radius.

Although Li Man spoke in detail, Wu Anzhi heard that there were still many things that made him puzzled.

For example, how did Hell determine the location of the remnants of Qiushui, and how did Mu Gusen chase him to the area where the Immortal League had ambushed in advance?

Logically speaking, this should not be something that Wu Anzhi should consider, but he is a person who will feel very uncomfortable if he doesn't think through things clearly, so he has been struggling with these seemingly unimportant issues.

"Hell prison has discovered the remnants of Qiushui, the plan remains unchanged, and the net is being closed, everyone in the Xianmeng please hurry to the agreed place."

Just as Wu Anzhi was still struggling with these things, a hoarse and dry voice came into his mind through the sound transmission note.

Obviously, this voice came from a ghost messenger in Hell.

(End of this chapter)