Peerless Taoist

However, after Mister Zhou held the waist plate in his hand and muttered some words, those soldiers seemed to have been given a new life. Their eyes lit up with a bright light and they were filled with killing intent.    

Thick dust covered their bodies and began to fall off, revealing the bronze skin of the soldiers.    

Countless soldiers rushed out of the darkness and charged at the crowd.    

"What is this?" Lu Changqing and the others were shocked.    

They could feel a great power from these soldiers.    

"I have seen such soldiers in some murals of the hall. They are the servants of the Human Sovereign Realm." Someone exclaimed. He had already recognized the soldiers in front of him.    

"Retreat, retreat!"    

No one dared to make a move against the Human Sovereign Realm's guards.    

Only the heavens knew how these things were able to preserve their lives even after the ages had passed.    

"Go!" Sacred Lord Huang Tian extended his hand and pointed toward the group of soldiers that were about to charge over.    

More than ten Yellow Scarf Warriors immediately charged out and started to desperately reunite with the soldiers.    

These Yellow Scarf Warriors were puppets controlled by Fu Lu's Dao. Unlike ordinary combat puppets, these puppets still had some intelligence. They were more flexible and had shocking combat strength. Moreover, they were loyal to their master.    

Over 10 Golden Scarf Warriors charged out and cooperated with each other, and the combat strength they formed was practically equivalent to a peak Mysterious Immortal.    

The servants seemed to have completely ignored these Golden Scarf Warriors.    

They charged over in a formidable array, and they still maintained the ancient battle formation arrangements. The war chariots charged forward while the soldiers held their spears to hold the line. They didn't shout and kill, yet that murderous aura pounced over head-on.    

They did not stop them at all.    

In the blink of an eye, the Yellow Scarf Warrior was submerged in the pile of soldiers and servants. There was not even a splash.    

"I lost control of the puppets." Sacred Lord Huang Tian frowned.    

They were experts at the World Lord Realm, so they were able to deal with one or two soldiers with ease.    

However, if all of these soldiers were gathered together and formed a massive battle formation, the might of that battle would no longer be something he could shake.    

"Why don't we retreat to Upper Forest Garden? There are trees there, so we can deal with these soldiers." Someone suggested.    

But just as he said this, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the stone path behind them.    

In this cold underground palace, the absolute silence had been broken by this sudden sound.    

Everyone looked behind them in horror, only to see that under the cover of the moonlight, there were several cavalry on the road.    

Those cavalry were still bronze in color, their faces hidden under their black armor. They were charging forward with sharp swords in their hands.    

Behind the cavalry were rows of soldiers with spears in their hands. They slowly advanced.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

The ground seemed to tremble as dust fell from the palace walls.    

The surroundings were completely surrounded, and there was no way to retreat.    

There were cultivators who tried to fly into the sky and escape into the earth, but after trying a few times, they all failed without exception.    

"There are ancient spirit patterns engraved here, it is impossible to fly out."    

There really was no way out, no way out.    

"No wonder King Qi chose to wait for us here. He should have long possessed the ability to control his soldiers. This was a trap set up to use someone else to kill us, completely exterminating us here." Wei Mengting gritted her teeth.