Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 1070 Siege and Battle!
The next day.

Wei Hong left the tent early in the morning and arrived at the designated area ahead of time.

When he arrived, he saw more than a dozen Jindan cultivators who had appeared here earlier than him.

However, the reactions of the dozen or so Jindan cultivators made Wei Hong sneer inwardly.

Just because they saw Wei Hong appear, the dozen or so Jindan cultivators subconsciously moved away from him and looked at him with curious and surprised eyes, as if they regarded him as a plague and did not dare to approach him at all.

Obviously, these Jindan cultivators already knew that he had offended the Qi family. Faced with such a powerful force as the Qi family, these Jindan cultivators naturally did not dare to have anything to do with him, for fear of being suppressed by the Qi family.

Wei Hong seemed to have anticipated this. His expression remained calm. He just stood there quietly with his hands behind his back, waiting for the action to begin.

After seeing Wei Hong's actions, the Jindan cultivators around him began to discuss in low voices in twos and threes.

Soon, more than a dozen Jindan cultivators arrived.

These newly emerged Jindan cultivators also showed almost the same performance and reaction, and did not dare to approach Wei Hong at all.

As a result, a large space was left around Wei Hong.

A moment later, Master Zi Yang appeared here.

When he saw Wei Hong, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, but he did not greet him. He just nodded slightly and said loudly: "My fellow Taoists, the war is getting more and more intense. I hope you will do your best. I am waiting for your triumphant return."

"lets go!"

With a wave of Master Zi Yang's hand, more than twenty Jindan cultivators immediately flew towards the mist formation.

Of course, the people going into battle today could not be just these twenty or so people. There were also a large number of foundation-building cultivators. It’s just that those foundation-building cultivators entered the mist formation from another direction.

Wei Hong piloted the green flying sword and landed at the end at a moderate pace, leaving a distance of several dozen feet from the cultivators in front, and then plunged headfirst into the mist formation.

hum!
After passing through the light shield outside the formation, his vision was immediately occupied by a thick white fog.

However, this was not the first time Wei Hong entered the fog array, so he did not feel any discomfort at all.

At this time, the Jindan cultivators who had entered the formation earlier than him had long disappeared, and it was obvious that they had no intention of waiting for him at all.

"Haha, that's good too. It makes it easier for me to do things!"

Wei Hong chuckled, not caring at all.

Having said that, as soon as he re-entered the battlefield, his innermost being immediately on high alert, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

You know, in this foggy battlefield, his enemies are not only the demon cultivators of the Chu State, but also those so-called his own people, and his own people are even more terrifying.

It can be said that from the moment he entered this foggy battlefield, Wei Hong was destined to be isolated and helpless, with no help or friendly forces, and perhaps only enemies everywhere he looked.

But he had to come unless he wanted to betray the Demon-Slaying Alliance.

Wei Hong temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his mind and immediately released his spiritual sense.

In a battlefield where vision and spiritual awareness are greatly suppressed, it is the best choice to release spiritual awareness at all times for vigilance. Wei Hong's spiritual awareness is many times stronger than that of cultivators of the same level. Although it is greatly suppressed here, the detection range is much larger than that of cultivators of the same level, which is also one of his major advantages.

He used all his strength to practice the Breath-Containing Technique and restrained his own breath.

Then he lowered his altitude and began to fly straight forward.

There are dozens or even hundreds of Jindan cultivators gathered here, as well as a large number of foundation-building cultivators. There is no need to search deliberately, and the enemy will be encountered soon.

But Wei Hong didn't expect that the unexpected situation would still happen.

Just when he had flown less than a few dozen miles, he found that four auras suddenly enveloped him with incredible precision and locked onto him tightly. These four auras were filled with cold murderous intent.

"not good!"

Wei Hong's face changed slightly, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

But before he could react, four figures slowly emerged dozens of feet around him. These four figures, each with a powerful aura, completely surrounded Wei Hong.

"Hehe, you must be Fellow Daoist Mu Shengmu, right? After meeting you today, it seems that you don't live up to your name!"

A slightly teasing and frivolous laugh came from the left, and the owner of the voice slowly appeared.

This is a tall man with an angular face and unhealthy bluish-white skin, as if he has not seen the sun for many years.

What was striking was his eyes - completely blood red, with no distinction between pupils and whites, like two constantly surging pools of blood. There was also a vertical dark red line between his brows, which looked like an unhealed wound that was about to drip blood.

"Hehe, Elder Guan, please don't say that. After all, Fellow Daoist Mu is the one who destroyed our three flying boats and supplies. How could he let you see his true identity?"

On Wei Hong's right, a light laugh was also heard.

A woman wearing a gauze mask slowly appeared. She had a graceful figure and through the gauze one could vaguely see that she had a very beautiful face, but also a little weird. The exposed skin looked as pale as paper, but her lips were as red as if she had just drunk blood, and the pupils in her pair of phoenix eyes were strangely vertical, like those of a snake.

Moreover, there is a black lotus mark in the center of this person's forehead, which emits a faint black gas from time to time.

"Hmph, you destroyed my army's supplies and killed my Chu monks. No matter what means you use today, you will die here!" A cold snort filled with murderous intent sounded.

At this time, an old man with a hunched back flew out from the fog in front of Wei Hong. The old man was leaning on a twisted human bone crutch. His face was covered with scars as if it had been burned by fire. There was only a black hole left in his left eye, and his right eye was a cloudy yellow.

Moreover, only a small part of this person's nose was left, and his mouth was crooked, revealing a few uneven black teeth. The most horrifying thing was that his hands appeared abnormally swollen and dark red, and his nails were long and black, like the claws of a wild beast.

In addition to these three people, the last figure appeared behind Wei Hong.

This person was as thin as a bamboo, and his whole body was shrouded in a wide black robe. The hem of the robe moved without wind, as if countless invisible hands were pulling it.

Moreover, this person's face was as pale as paper, but it was not sickly, but a kind of cold white that was almost weird, as if he had been immersed in yin energy for many years, and dark blue blood vessel lines were faintly visible under his skin.

Four demon cultivators appeared from four directions and completely surrounded Wei Hong in the center.

(End of this chapter)