534: C534 Unnamed Xunwuhai

C534 Unnamed Xunwuhai

The moment they heard Chen Changgui had promised that they could leave this damned place and go out on a stroll, everyone's eyes lit up.

Who cares who their new master was, whoever could bring them out of this damn place, even if it was only going to roam around for five hours, that would still be a sky-high favor!

Besides, this kid had a glorious future, just like he said. It wouldn't be a disgrace to follow a new master!

Chen Chang He could clearly feel their passion, but he was still lacking in a fuse.

At this moment, an elderly voice sounded from the depths of Darksteel Prison.

"When you first arrived, you said that you would promise us a great favor and plan a good future for us. Is it possible for the new Tower Lord to tell us?"

Shua shua shua.

Everyone's gaze was instantly cast towards the depths of the prison.

There, two white-haired old men were locked up.

Because Chen Chang He had reestablished contact with the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda, with just a thought, the artifact spirit had already sent the two elders' message to Chen Chang He.

After knowing that these two old men were the two strongest ninth stage spirit queens in the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda's second floor, Chen Changyu no longer hesitated and directly said what was in everyone's heart: "Everyone is worried that I will become stronger in the future. I don't need you. Here, I can set up the Poison Heart Curse. Even if I, Chen Chang Ku were to become a supreme expert in the future, I will never forget those who have helped me today, and if I have the time, all of you can come out anytime you want! "

With that, Chen Chang He immediately cast the Heart Poison Curse.

A blood-red light shot up into the sky, and the fuse was finally ignited.

The entire second floor of the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda let out a series of exclamations, and within those exclamations, joy could be seen.

Regardless of whether or not it was due to the fact that they were needed, at the very least, wasn't it because Chen Changsheng did it?

They were just a bunch of prisoners. What else could they ask for?

The two old men from the depths of the prison finally stepped forward.

With them taking the lead, wouldn't the second floor of the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda be under their control?

"..."

When Chen Changsheng's spiritual sense returned to his body from the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda, what entered his sight was not a desert, but a bloody world filled with piles of bones.

Corpses and bones were piled up all over the desert.

The seemingly endless yellow had now been dyed red with blood.

A wisp of east wind quickly flew past as if it wanted to avoid the eye-piercing scarlet light. However, in the heat wave that was mixed with it, there was still a trace of a nauseating smell of blood.

The desert had become a land of hell.

Chen Chang He did not see what just happened, but he could imagine the scene.

The seven captains used the method that Gong Shengnan had taught them to form a formation and stopped the ten thousand mighty and mighty Steel Cavalry leading the Rushing Thunder Force.

The formation was like a bowstring. It was instantly pushed to its limit and stretched taut, but in the end, it did not break.

But how many lives would a taut string have to sacrifice? How many lives must he take to make up for it?

If the cavalry army was stopped and tens of thousands of cultivators from both sides clashed, how much blood would they lose?

Although these ten thousand men were not the absolute elite of the army, but as heavy armored heavy cavalry soldiers, how many people could possibly bear the pressure?

When Chen Changyu left the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda, of the original fifteen thousand cultivators, only five to six thousand were left after losing a round. In just a few short months, he had lost more than half of them.1

Although this group of people lived a life worse than death, with the attitude of desperately trying to kill, Chen Chang Zai could be ruthless on the surface, but he could not remain calm in his heart.

Chen Changsheng looked at the members of the Han Wu Sect who were watching the fire from the other side of the battlefield. He frowned, but did not say anything.

If they could risk their lives to help the people of the Seven Prison Demon Tower, even if it was a very foolish action, and it was not very clever, Chen Chang He would still look up to them, because the reason the cultivators of the Seven Prison Demon Tower appeared was to save them, but they chose to hide outside the battle circle as strangers.

Wang Changqing's figure was not in the group, so it was obvious that he had charged into the battle.

Whether it was Wang Changqing who was bloodthirsty or truly loyal, at least he had not done those heartless things that made him seem like an intelligent person who wanted to protect himself.

Wang Xi avoided Chen Chang He's gaze, but Wang Mu frowned happily and asked, "Donkey …" Chen Chang He, although I do not know where you got all those people from, but if you do not think of a way, we will be at the point of no return, they seem to be at a disadvantage!

Chen Chang Ku laughed coldly and said: "Even if I have to sacrifice my life for you, you're still going to stand by and watch, right?"

Wang Yue was enraged, he wanted to explain himself while shouting, but Chen Chang Ku did not listen, he just released a chant, turned and charged into the battlefield.

"Ebon, come out!"

Chen Changyu did not call out the six thousand people on the second level directly, but instead, walked around the battlefield, looking for the right opportunity and location, and called out a team to make a comeback.

Only by tightly inserting six thousand people into the battlefield would these six thousand people be of the greatest use.

Before leaving the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda, Chen Changyu divided the six thousand people on the second floor into five teams, and continued with the seven teams on the first floor, which were known as the Undeclared Sea's Five Teams.

In the middle of the afternoon, when the sun had not yet risen, it was all combined to form twelve earthly branches.

Although Monk Black Iron was only an Intermediate Spirit King, Chen Changyu admired his mentality, so he let him be the captain of the young team.

After the Black Iron Monk appeared on the battlefield, covered in golden light and bringing along a thousand excited cultivators, many gazes immediately fell on him, including the young high-ranking officer shrouded in black armor.

The young general was a marshal of the Single Family in the Jiangdong Region, also the one personally appointed by the master of the Single Family. He commanded ten thousand single-family troops, and had only been in the weak position for two or three years, yet he had already occupied a high position. In the Jiangdong Region, he could be said to be a carefree person who enjoyed the limelight.

After all, out of the thirty generals of the Jiangdong Region, the identity, looks, background, and family background of a young general was still unique.

Besides being young and handsome, this young general was also the sole son of the head of the Single Family in the Jiangdong Region.

It was laughable to say that the Single family, as a big family in charge of the Ear of the Ox, which had no disputes in the Jiangdong territory, had relied on three hundred thousand single-family cavalry to defeat six or seven other families in the vicinity, but they were still unable to leave their branches and leaves untouched. For hundreds of years, they had only been a single branch of the family.

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