The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

"Attack the camp!"

On the peak to the north of Liubo Mountain, the Ghost King Wan Wan stood facing the wind with deep eyes.

Looking at the Zhengdao camp that was gradually empty in the valley below the mountain, a stern look flickered in his eyes, and then he coldly gave the order to dispatch the army of Ghost King Zong who had been ambushing around for a long time.

The ghost king is confident that with so many ghost king sect masters, it only takes a short moment to reduce this very unsightly orthodox camp to ruins.

As for the "Taoist Tianyun" who left earlier, Qinglong was in charge, and the disciples of the righteous way who were scattered within hundreds of miles of Liubo Mountain were also restrained by those evil cultivators.

It can be said that as long as the battle here is over and all the ghost king and his men and horses are freed up, the battle tonight can be brought to an end.

Looking at the many black-robed disciples of the Ghost King Sect who suddenly came out from around the valley, they were all outstanding disciples carefully cultivated by the Ghost King Sect in the past three hundred years.

Although the cultivation bases of the leaders were not comparable to those of the Qinglong, Baihu and other four holy envoys, they all had the cultivation bases of the late stage of the Jade Qing Realm, comparable to Qi Hao and others.

This battle, the overall situation has been decided.

Chapter 589

Chapter 589

It is extremely normal for the mist in the mountains to come and go as soon as it is said.

What's more, the sky is getting late now, there are no stars and no moon in the sky, and there seems to be signs of mountain rain.

"It is going to rain?"

Du Sanyan is a deacon elder of the Ghost King Sect, with extraordinary cultivation, and he is one of the leaders in charge of besieging the Qingyunmen camp today.

At this moment, feeling the salty sea breeze blowing towards his face, Du Sanyan's brows could not help but slightly frowned.

He hates rain.

Going to fight people, especially on a rainy day, is never a pleasant thing.

"I hope that before the rain falls, all these righteous people will be killed."

Tightening the Soul Swallowing Demon Knife in his hand, Du Sanyan waved vigorously at the disciples of the Ghost King Sect who were following him, signaling them to follow his footsteps.

Then he went to look at Fang Jun and Yu Wenmeng, who were not far away, who were also deacons and elders of the ghost king's sect, and Du Sanyan calmed down all the distracting thoughts in his heart.

The Zhengdao camp, mainly Qingyunmen, is built against the mountain wall, so it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

However, under the cover of night, the ghost king's troops attacked from three sides at the same time, and they completely surrounded Qingyunmen's camp in a short period of time.

In addition, there are ghost kings and tens of thousands of people on the distant peaks staying in the formation, preventing the possibility of the righteous people flying away with their swords. It can be said that once the battle breaks out, the righteous people in the camp must be unable to escape. Apart from waiting for death, there is no other way out.

He licked his slightly dry lips, and Du Sanyan's eyes showed a hint of bloodthirsty at this moment.

Step by step.

Seeing that the camp of Qingyunmen was getting closer and closer, Du Sanyan and the others also became more cautious when they walked.

But who knew, when they broke through the guard towers set up by Qingyunmen, and could almost touch the tarpaulin of the outermost tent of the camp, they still couldn't see even a righteous disciple.

"what happened?"

"Could it be that this place is already an empty camp?"

Du Sanyan was puzzled, and Fang Jun and Yu Wenmeng's eyes were also full of puzzlement.

But soon, they no longer have the leisure to think about these useless little things.

Because just before they knew it, the fog rising from the mountains had already enveloped them all, covering their eyes and fascinating their consciousness.

Immediately, the murderous intent suddenly appeared!

On the peak in the distance, the ghost king, who hadn't paid much attention to the mountain fog at the beginning, suddenly changed his face.

In just an instant, the Ghost King turned into a wisp of black mist and jumped down from the peak, appearing outside the Qingyunmen camp.

But when he wanted to go a step further, to support his disciple who was surrounded by mountain fog and could no longer see the slightest figure clearly, he suddenly realized that there was an invisible wall in front of him, blocking him from going forward. footsteps.

"Formation?"

The ghost king raised his brows lightly, and then a sneer appeared from the corner of his lips, "How dare you show off in front of this deity?"

As soon as the words fell, the powerful demon energy in the body immediately surged out, turning into a ghastly black skull, rushing towards the fog in front of him.

But who would have thought that at the moment when the skull transformed by the demonic energy came into contact with the mountain mist, streaks of golden lights would inexplicably appear in the midair, extremely dazzling.

The whole valley was brightly illuminated by it, and the phantom of the skeleton cast by the ghost king, like the melting of rain and snow, was easily offset by the golden light.

"interesting."

The ghost king's brows were finally furrowed, and for the first time, his face showed some serious color.

The formation in front of him does not seem to be simple.

The ghost king stood still outside the mountain mist, his eyes were shining brightly, but he was anxiously thinking of a way to break the formation.

But within the area covered by the formation, Du Sanyan and other members of the Ghost King Sect are facing a desperate calamity, and they are already in danger...

The night is dark, the fog is thick, and the killing sounds are urgent.

The formation here was carefully laid out by Murong Bai in three days.

He took the Qingyunmen camp as the center, arranged in accordance with the directions of the six lines and eight trigrams, and planted a total of [-] formation flags around the valley, setting up a total of three layers of formations.