Immortal Creation

In the dense forest on the mountainside, Tu Ming showed up.

He was about seven feet tall, with a strong physique and clear muscle lines.

His skin color was like bronze, he was wearing animal skin, barefoot, and a big snake was wrapped around his waist and back. The big snake was dead, only the shell was left, but it was still lifelike. The huge snake head was just above Tu Ming's shoulder, which looked particularly terrifying.

As the high priest of the Hundred Poisons Tribe, known as the Poison Belly, Tu Ming's accessories were mostly snake bones and viper scales, and snake teeth and poison sacs were hanging on his necklace.

At this moment, he stretched out his skinny fingers and gently pinched a small poison sac in the necklace.

He pulled the poison sac down and infused it with magic power.

In an instant, the poison sac was restored, enlarged to the size of a palm, and held in the hand of the Poison Belly High Priest.

Tu Ming murmured in his mouth, cast a mouth seal, and chanted a spell.

At the same time, his five fingers pressed the poison sac and kept kneading it.

The five fingers were also bronze in color, but the wrinkles and the gaps between the fingers were as black as iron.

The kneading and squeezing of the fingers were not without rules, but like five poisonous snakes entwined on the surface of the poison sac, twisting and moving constantly, rubbing wetly and coldly.

Tu Ming's mouth corners were slightly raised, revealing a sinister smile, and his eyes became colder and more ruthless.

Poison technique - formless poison!

He used this trick on the basis of using the poison sac by combining the mouth seal and the finger seal.

Tu Ming was a great cultivator at the Yuanying level, and it had been many years since he had performed such a solemn and all-out spell.

The poison sac continued to consume, gradually collapsed, and finally turned into a thin bag membrane.

The invisible, tasteless and silent poison gas, guided by Tu Ming's consciousness, quietly floated to the foot of the mountain.

There, an army was trekking through mountains and rivers, rushing all the way, and it was the barbarian monster army of the two Zhu countries.

The poison gas floated into the army, without any hindrance, and spread rapidly.

Many barbarians and demon cultivators who inhaled the poisonous gas were still on their way, discussing, laughing and cursing, and some even quarreled, without realizing that death was coming.

"Old Bull, how does that snake demon taste?"

"What snake demon? I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"Don't pretend, many people saw you running to the tent of the female snake demon to practice dual cultivation late last night. Look at you rushing on the road today, so obviously tired, you are almost sucked dry, right?"

"What are you talking about! I am strong and healthy, I can practice dual cultivation seventeen or eighteen times a night, and I will still be full of energy, vigor and vitality..."

Plop.

Before he finished speaking, the bull-headed demon cultivator fell to the ground with an expressionless face.

Dead.

The first reaction of the demon cultivator who had just talked was to laugh: "Old Bull, you are bragging, you are exhausted, uh..."

Plop.

He also fell down, his face was calm, and he lost his life.

Plop, plop...

A series of monks fell down one after another, like straw after being hit by rain and wind, falling one after another.

At this moment, the Barbarian Demon Camp finally reacted.

The monk in charge of vigilance rang the alarm bell and shouted at the same time: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"

Plop.

The next moment, he was also dead.

But the alarm bell was a magic weapon, and it was still sending out a harsh alarm.

"It's not good, General, someone poisoned! Our army has suffered hundreds of casualties." The subordinates came to report.

Xu Dali, who was sitting on the heavily armored rhinoceros, was shocked. He quickly reached out and grabbed the long-handled war hammer hanging on his mount, and shouted: "Line up, line up!"

His voice was very loud, causing a wave of wind and waves, which spread out. The personal soldiers in the inner circle knew the inside story, and the elite soldiers in the outer circle heard the noise, but they didn't know why, and cast doubtful eyes.

The subordinates hurriedly asked: "General, what formation do you want to set up?"

"Iron barrel formation, set up the iron barrel formation first!" Xu Dali shouted.

His subordinates immediately set out, some holding military flags, some arranging weapons, and some giving orders.

The Barbarian Demon Camp was like a bloated bear, awakened after bleeding and wounded, and immediately the hair stood up, and the expression was furious and alert.

On another mountainside.

Two Yuanying-level barbarian monks stood side by side.

One Di Lu, with black eyes, naked upper body, painted with blood totems, and two huge crescent scimitars on his back.

One Gu Ya, with blue hair, wolf claw patterns on his cheeks, holding a ferocious wolf-tooth club.

Both of them are at the Yuanying level.

Gu Ya paused hard and inserted the mace into the rock.

He slightly raised his head, puffed up his chest, took a deep breath, and then bit his finger, bleeding.

He dipped his finger in blood and smeared it along the wolf claw lines on his cheek and forehead.

At the same time, he urged his magic power to infuse it into the wolf claw lines.

The lines were stimulated by the blood and magic power, as if they had life, and began to grow rapidly, spreading on Gu Ya's cheeks and chest.

Finally, it spread along the legs and feet to the surrounding mountains.

In a moment, the blood-blue lines formed a complex and simple pattern, placing Gu Lang and Di Lu in the center.

Storage formation - Beast Realm·Wolf Mountain!

The blood-blue formation burst out with a strong brilliance, and a large group of wolves rushed out from the light.

These ferocious mountain wolves have light gray, dark gray, and gray-blue hair.

They are all carefully raised by Gu Ya, and their strength is not bad. Most of them are at the Qi Refining level, and the leaders are all at the Foundation Establishment level.

There were three Jindan-level commanders, each as big as a calf. After walking out of the magic circle, they did not charge forward, but stood beside Gu Ya to guard the main general.

The wolves swooped down from the mountainside like a tide, forming a ferocious military force and covering the barbarian demon camp.

The poison-belly high priest Tu Ming finished using his poison technique and had been watching the barbarian demon camp from a distance.

Seeing that the barbarian demon camp was agitated and wanted to form an formation, they couldn't help but sneered: "Iron barrel formation? Lu Hongtu said it right, these powerful abilities are insufficient and I don't know how to adapt. How can a mere iron barrel formation withstand my phaseless poison?" "

Elsewhere, Gu Ya also observed the movements of the barbarian demon camp, but frowned.

Once the iron barrel battle formation is formed, the defense of the barbarian demon camp will be greatly increased, which will bring great difficulties to his wolf attack.

"If our Cang Yue tribe loses to the Bai Du tribe, how will we lose our face?"

"God's decree requires us to go all out. My wolf pack will suffer too many losses. How will we face the main force of the two countries in the future?"

Thinking of this, Gu Ya immediately roared, opened his arms, and danced a war dance on the spot.

The blood-blue lines on his body, along with every simple and primitive dance movement he made, left streaks of blood-blue light and shadow in mid-air.

Light and shadow intertwine and weave into the shape of an altar.

Guya climbed onto the altar and used his methods.

Beast Control - Wolf Running in the Wind!

The Wolf Running Technique takes effect immediately, greatly increasing the speed of the wolves and quickly shortening the charging distance.

Beast control is one of the hundreds of arts of cultivation.

In Qianfeng Forest, Gu Ya and Ju Bing are both known as the masters of pig and wolf beasts. They are well-known for their profound attainments in beast control.

The barbarian demon camp was in panic.

"Oops, the wolves are speeding up!"

"We won't have time to form a formation, General, what should we do?"

Urgent report from subordinates.

In the past few days, Xu Dali was also working hard. As a general, he had a full training load. However, there were too many people, which made the training difficult, and the level of training was quite low.

At this time, the military situation was extremely urgent, and the Barbarian Demon Battalion unexpectedly fell into disarray and was unable to form a formation quickly.

"Form me up!" Xu Dali shouted, and the aura on his body exploded, forming a wave of air.

The air wave expanded rapidly, and within a few breaths, it swept through the entire army.

The Art of War - Soldiers are valuable and quick!

As the commander-in-chief of an army, Xu Dali naturally also practiced the art of war.

The most classic concept in the art of war is the speed of soldiers, and he also makes it look stylish.

The wolves attacked faster, and with the blessing of the art of war, the barbarian demon battalion formed formations faster.

"Come on, hold on, we won't retreat from this fight!" Xu Dali roared.

The soldiers and elite soldiers around him accelerated their actions, and the Iron Barrel Formation with them as the core had taken shape.

Lieutenant General Xu Dali checked for any leaks and filled them up, and said: "Sir, do you want to ask for help from friendly forces?"

Xu Dali was reminded and nodded quickly: "Of course we are asking for help, please call for help quickly!"

Ouch!

The wolves officially clashed with the Barbarian Demon Battalion.

The roughly organized front of the barbarian demon battalion was like tofu, easily killed and smashed by the wolves.

The monks from the Barbarian Demon Camp screamed in agony. After the confrontation, hundreds of people were killed and injured immediately!

The front line was twisted and unable to hold up, and several gaps were opened.

Like a flood, the wolves followed the gap and fought their way into the inner circle.

But here, they hit the iron plate, and their offensive was immediately significantly curbed.

Surrounding Xu Dali, the soldiers and elite soldiers around him had formed a small iron barrel formation.

The battle formation brings a huge increase in defense to every monk who participates in the formation. It is like copper skin and iron bones. No matter how hard the mountain wolf bites, it will not be effective.

On the mountainside, Tu Ming's expression became more serious.

The resilience of the Barbarian Demon Camp was a bit beyond his expectation.

He saw that the core of the Barbarian Demon Camp had been stabilized, and that although most of the monks outside the core were retreating steadily, they were only subject to the ferocious offensive of the wolves.

Few of them panic, most of them are angry after being attacked and want to fight back.

"The military spirit of the Barbarian Demon Camp is still available!"

"Guya is too impatient, delaying me in disrupting their military morale."

Tu Ming became dissatisfied with Gu Ya.

His phaseless poison is invisible, colorless and odorless, and can cause huge amounts of terror to the barbarian demon camp, shaking and shaking their morale.

However, the wolf pack attack followed closely, which prevented the barbarian demon camp from savoring the terrifying atmosphere brought by the phaseless poison, and fell into the burning emotion of fighting.

The phaseless poison was still at work, but the attention of the barbarian demon camp was attracted by the wolves. Even if a monk died mysteriously around him, most people couldn't care less.

Guya frowned.

His wolves collided with the small iron barrel formation and suffered severe injuries. More than 70 mountain wolves were killed in a short period of time.

"Xu Dali's core has not been shaken, and his influence is taking effect. The monks near the core circle are all clinging to it. If it is not stopped, an even larger iron barrel formation will soon be formed!"

"By then, my pack will have lost even more."

Gu Ya felt impulsive and looked at Di Lu, wanting to ask him to rush into the battle and form a cooperation with him.

But after Di Lu noticed Gu Ya's gaze, he shook his head decisively.

Di Lu can understand Gu Ya's love for the wolf, but Di Lu will never let a small thing make a big loss. His most important task here is to protect Gu Ya.

Di Lu said: "The Bai Du tribe and our Cang Yue tribe have taken action one after another. Don't forget, there is also the Gu Teng tribe."

With the constraints of divine decree, he was not worried at all that the people of the Guteng tribe would be lazy.

Another hilltop.

Bi Tengyi, a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Guteng tribe, and her husband Cangteng King, a Golden Core cultivator, both set their sights on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, the barbarian demon battalion and the wolf pack were fighting together, forming a large area of ​​bloodshed, broken corpses and remains.

Seeing that Xu Dali's Iron Barrel Formation was expanding in size, King Cang Teng took out the huge black bow from his back.

The black bow seems to be made from dead wood, naturally curved but not stringed.

King Cang Teng stretched out his hand, twirled his white hair and beard, and then tugged hard.

He pulled off his hair and held it close to the black bow.

As he cast the spell, the white hair in his hand expanded violently and turned into pale vines.

White vines are small but tough and highly elastic. It automatically climbed up and tightly wrapped around the upper and lower ends of the black bow, and then tightened on its own, pulling the black bow even more curved.

King Cang Teng holds a black bow in his left hand and pulls the empty string with his right hand, aiming at the battlefield.

He pulled back sharply, and with his movement, the muscles of his right arm flexed, exuding a strong masculine aura.

He stretched the bow string to its limit and then let it go.

Bang.

There was a muffled sound, and the bowstring straightened again, trembling violently.

There were obviously no arrows, but on the battlefield, where King Cang Teng's eyes were focused, a white mark suddenly appeared.

The white marks immediately solidified and turned into pale vines, crushing the monk's heart and drilling through his body, causing vines and thorns to appear everywhere on his body, turning into a bloody and broken corpse.

Bang bang bang...

King Cang Teng kept pulling the string and letting it go.

His black bow is not a weapon, but a magic weapon. In conjunction with his strange spells, vines grew out of thin air inside the monks' bodies, taking away the lives of each monk.

Many key figures in the barbarian demon camp died in mysterious circumstances.

These people are either holding formation flags, holding military orders, or even carrying small formation disks.

As these people lost their lives, the expansion of the Iron Barrel Formation of the Barbarian Demon Camp suddenly came to a halt.

Seeing this change, Gu Ya laughed loudly and danced wildly again.

Essentially, this is casting spells through body seals.

Beast Control - The howl of a wolf is heart-shaking.

Beast control skills - wolf claws are like soldiers!

After the two spells were released, Gu Ya was extremely exhausted, half-kneeling on the spot, breathing heavily.

It was very difficult for him to bless the entire wolf pack by himself, even at the Nascent Soul level. Especially since the wolves had already clashed with the Barbarian Demon Camp, affected by the military aura of the Barbarian Demon Camp, the difficulty and cost of casting spells had increased sharply.

The wolves received blessings and howled one by one, powerfully shaking the hearts of the monks in the Barbarian Demon Camp.

The wolf's claws were covered with a layer of metallic brilliance and became sharp, like weapons.

The wolf pack's offensive increased a lot, killing everyone in the barbarian demon camp with heads rolling and people falling on their backs.

"Damn guy, it must be Gu Ya who controls the wolves. I'm going to kill him!" Seeing that his side had suffered heavy losses, Xu Dali became furious and his eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to single-handedly cause trouble for Gu Ya.

"General, don't be impulsive."

The deputy general quickly persuaded Xu Dali to stop. Without Xu Dali, the newly stabilized iron barrel array would be in danger.