Chapter 90 How to fight this? (Ch 90)

“This time I went there with Xiu Wu from the Spirit Clan and discovered that…some changes seemed to have taken place there, which were very different from what was recorded in the clan…”

“So the two of us split up to look for help, hoping someone can go with us to investigate.”

Xuan Ming Yu spoke in a soft voice as he continued to speak.

Mo Yingchen frowned: “So you came to me?”

Xuan Mingyu’s smile became brighter and brighter: “Just because Mr. Mo has the courage to refine the Skeleton Throne, he is qualified to go with us!”

“Of course, I won’t force you, sir. Please keep this token.”

A white jade token fell into Mo Yingchen’s hands.

“I know that your human race is suffering a great disaster now. After you have dealt with the human race’s affairs, if you are interested in going, you can inject your spiritual power into the token at any time.”

“The token will guide you.”

After Xuan Mingyu finished speaking, his eyes swept over Xu Wen and Lei Ding, whose five senses were blocked by his magic.

He nodded to Mo Yingchen again: “The invitation has been conveyed, we will see you later!”

Before he finished speaking, his figure turned into a stream of light, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the horizon in an instant.

……

Tianqiong Mountains, entrance.

Mo Yingchen’s gaze fell on Xu Wen, who was pulling out two short-handled hatchets from a zombie. He rubbed his brows helplessly.

He hadn’t paid much attention during the previous battle.

During the past few days when the two of them were traveling together, he gradually discovered that Xu Wen…

He is obviously an assassin, but he plays it like a berserker.

Ordinary assassins would hold a dagger, hide in the shadows, sneak up behind the enemy silently, and kill them with one blow.

But this guy actually held two axes and hid in the dark. When the enemy came close, he swung the axes and hit the enemy’s head.

So, in his eyes, the assassin’s stealth is just a means to get closer to the enemy?

Mo Yingchen finally understood why an assassin from Xuwen could not escape when the Jackal people surrounded him.

He rushed forward screaming when he saw the enemy, it would be strange if he could escape…

“I say…can you change your fighting style a little bit?” Mo Yingchen couldn’t help but speak.

Hearing this, Xu Wen grinned and put the two axes back on his waist.

“Brother Chen, you don’t understand. A head-on confrontation is the romance of a man. And I have already planned it. When I break through to the fourth level, I will choose a profession that has a bonus to melee combat, such as a violent thief or a combat thief.”

Seeing Mo Yingchen still shaking his head.

Xu Wen continued:

“Brother Chen, according to what the scattered humans we met before said, resurrected dead spirits can sense the breath of living beings. Our large human army dare not gather together, and can only be divided into small groups and dispersed throughout the Tianqiong Mountains. Relying on the terrain, each of us can resist the resurrected dead spirits that are also scattered and chasing after the human race.”

“The three commanders of the human race are all gathered in the center of the mountain, but the problem is that they are all hiding. Where can we find them?”

Mo Yingchen fell into deep thought after hearing this. After a moment, he shook his head helplessly and said, “I don’t know either. Let’s take it one step at a time. We’ll find it eventually if we go into the mountain first.”

Xu Wen came forward, stood beside Mo Yingchen, and said mysteriously:

“Brother Chen, in my opinion, you might as well just release the army of undead. With the strength of your group of undead, whether they are resurrected dead or the undead clan, just kill them one by one. Just go in and sweep them all away and crush them all!”

Mo Yingchen did not respond, but shook his head calmly, took the lead and walked towards the entrance of the mountain with Xu Wen.

Just rush in with your little brothers and kill everyone?

He can do it…

But if that happens, it would be a pity for the undead army that were resurrected by the Undead.

That’s tens of thousands of second-level corpses.

If I use the surrender skill to take them all down…

Coupled with his own Mo Fei Wang Tu skill, all the corpses turned into level three.

Tens of thousands of third-order resurrected spirits.

In this trial ground, is there anything that I can’t do?

……

Deep in the Tianqiong Mountains, in a hidden cave.

At the entrance of the cave, an intricate magic circle emitted an obscure light, isolating all living creatures in the cave.

Inside the cave, Irene from the Temple of Light and Yang Kun from the Holy Land of Desolate Heaven stood side by side, staring at the sand table of the Tianqiong Mountains on the table in front of them.

The Heavenly Master King leaned on a rocking chair beside the two men, swaying back and forth leisurely, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

Yang Kun’s brows were tightly knitted together, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it, and his eyes were fixed on the sand table.

“Now what should we do? We are all trapped in this deep mountain, and we dare not gather our strength. Even breaking out has become a luxury.”

It’s so frustrating!

A bunch of garbage undead. If they were outside, he could kill as many as he wanted.

But now… I have no idea which graves the Undead dug up to create tens of thousands of second-level undead?

How to fight this?

Irene also had a solemn expression on her face and was covered in dust, obviously having just returned from a fierce battle outside.

Her long golden hair looked a little messy at the moment, having lost its former luster.

“What else can we do? We have tried everything we can think of, but the number of resurrected dead spirits is too huge. There are tens of thousands of second-level beings alone. We have dispersed our troops, and several waves have completely lost contact.”

“For now, we can only hide temporarily and see if we can hold out until the moment when the trial ground is closed.”

Yang Kun, who had a hot temper, waved his hand violently, making the sand table on the table a mess, his anxiety evident.

“Hide until the trial is over?”

“Given the current situation of the Undead, can we really hold on until then?”

“In my opinion, within half a month at most, all of us will be slaughtered by these undead spirits!”

He turned his head suddenly, staring at Wang Yi who was still rocking leisurely in the rocking chair, and said angrily:

“Why don’t you say something? Just lying there and enjoying your leisure all day long?”

Hearing this, Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, lazily stopped the rocking chair from swinging back and forth, and slightly adjusted himself to a more comfortable position.

“Why are you so nervous? Just do your best and leave the rest to fate.”

“If we are destined to die here…it is not a bad destination.”

“you!”

When Yang Kun heard this, he was immediately furious and was about to go forward and grab Wang Yi by the collar.

Seeing this, Irene quickly reached out to stop Yang Kun and advised in a deep voice:

“Don’t be impulsive. At this critical moment, we must not lose our composure.”

“Besides, Wang Yi didn’t just stand by and watch. The magic arrays that were hidden in various places to isolate the aura of living beings were all set up by him personally.”

Yang Kun shook his hands irritably and looked back at the scattered humans leaning against the wall of the cave.

Everyone was injured and looked in a miserable state.

“well……”

“Are we just going to wait for death like this?”

He sighed.

There was desperation in his voice.