536 Disheartened Like Death (2/2)

Numerous golden spiritual marks appeared outside of the mountain body, however they were all in a heavily-broken state!

Where the iron horse hooves passed, the blood-colored cavalry didn't even need to attack. As long as the surrounding mist touched them, their enemies would die.

A deathly grievance energy spread thousands of miles!

In a few breaths, four hundred Cloud Dragon Iron Swordsmen had died! Two hundred Daoling Wind Warriors, all dead!

The one hundred forty thousand soldiers equipped with spiritual artifacts, at least the Martial Master Realm elite cavalry he had placed at the front were all wiped out.

Not long ago, that flood-like attack was instantly dissolved.

”Blood Cloud Cavalry? Wulie Country!”

Yangfan turned around his head, his gaze like that of a blade. ”Who can tell me what this Blood Cloud Cavalry is?”

The moment he said that, the other lords looked around with confused expressions.

After all, it was something from ten thousand years ago. There were very few people who knew, and they also didn't have time now to inform everybody.

Assessing his troops, he saw the ashen-white faces of the cultivators around. No one replied. A few of them flew up and ran towards the direction of the Mysterious Cloud Mountain.

In the end, it was still the old man beside Yangfan who said coldly, ”What's the point of saying that? You only need to know that just two units of this Blood Cloud Cavalry can go against my sect's four hundred Cloud Dragon Iron Swordsman...”

He looked up into the sky at those scenes,.”Today the Monster King wants to wipe everyone out! If we don't win, we will only die! We can only fight to the death...”

The moment he said those words, there was silence. The leaders of the cities all retreated backwards.

Actually, even before they had seen that Blood Cloud Iron Cavalry charge out, they had already been harbouring such doubts in their minds.

At this moment, the old man's words became the last straw which broke the camel's back.

They were all intelligent and sensitive people. How could they not know the purpose of Gantian Mountain using this Pinnacle Space Dome Formation to lock down this land?

They only knew that if they didn't wipe out the blood-colored cavalry then all that waited for them was death...

The problem was, how could they fight? What could they use to fight?

A cavalry army based on high grade Dao soldier arrangement, one unit should be three hundred, and two should be six hundred.

In other words, the four thousand-strong blood cavalry was equal to two thousand five hundred Cloud Dragon Iron Swordsmen.

Such scale of high grade iron cavalry to sweep Donglin Cloud Continent was enough. The 3.7 million soldiers here weren't even enough to fill the gaps of one's teeth.

If they escaped right now, they had the chance to create a small hole in this Pinnacle Space Dome Formation...

Yangfan was startled and standing on the spot, his eyes were about to pop out, gritting his teeth in fear.

The ice cold feeling in his heart was hard to describe with words. He felt a bone-chilling cold intent.

He came over with so much confidence and thought they could get ride of this future enemy. How had it ended in such a way?

The Monster King opposite must be mocking him.

Thinking back to the past, everything seemed like a ant trying to shake an elephant, what a joke.

He knew that Zong Shou's gaze wasn't on their bodies but Yangfan felt his face turn red, and that the people around were laughing at him.

That person's schemes weren't on the same level. The true opponent he was targeting wasn't the small Thousand City Alliance but the Donglin Sects.

What could he be considered? A clown?

”Pu!”

On the Mysterious Cloud Mountain peak, Wuyue spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was so disheartened that it seemed like he was facing death.

The mountain body of Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect was taking the second wave of damage from the energy destroying crossbows, however he didn't feel anything.

... Tt is finished, everything is over! Two hundred grade-6 Dao soldiers might not be much to those shrines or big sects, but to Daoming Sect it was the true essence of their sect. Even the so-called elite disciples compare to it.

70% of their strength had been buried here in just one day.

Without these killing weapons how could Daoming Sect deal with evil and monsters?

If he had known this would happen, he would have been careful, and wouldn't have to pretend.

At this moment, Yuankong's face was devoid of blood.

The four hundred Cloud Dragon Iron Cavalry were already dead, two hundred Daoling Wind Warriors all wiped out. Their Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect's mysterious cloud lightning warriors were also not far from being totally wiped out, and were about to fall.

”Is there really no other way? How did the Blood Cloud Cavalry fall initially? Wasn't it in the hands of those of the Common People Path?”

”That's right! Ten thousand years ago, the Common People Path, which was close to destruction could do it. We might be able to do avoid death as well...”

”I remember roughly that they used a chilling element spell to congeal the blood mist. Then they used a spell to disturb the formation within the armor, and cause it to weaken!”

”However, isn't it said that this method could only be used for under three hundred people? With such a vast wave, how can they attack?”