These are not only caravan escorts, but also miscellaneous soldiers who provide logistics for the army.

Otherwise, how would they qualify to come to this Immortal Burial City?

In the distance, someone peeked their head in to look, then retracted.

Further on, on top of the city, someone's eyes fell on Han Muye and the others.

"The reinforcements from the Xuanling Sword Sect, except for the leader Han Yunlan, who is a bit capable, the others looked dumbfounded. They probably came here to die." A big man wearing heavy armor narrowed his eyes and said loudly.

Beside him, the blood-armored young man, whose body was filled with blood-evil aura, had an evil look in his eyes. He shook his head and turned his gaze to the sky in front of him: "These young birds will make us tired again."

At the top of the city in the distance, there were people with glints in their eyes, staring at Han Muye and the others to see how they were setting up camp.

"Brother, do you want to go to a few people and tell them which houses can be lived in and which houses cannot be lived in?" A 50-year-old Taoist wearing a green robe with a shabby look on his clothes spoke in a low voice.

He carries a long black sword on his back.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen sword cultivators with thin bodies, also dressed in green robes.

The faint Xuanling Sword Sect mark can be seen on their clothes.

In front of him was a Taoist with a Chinese character face wearing half armor and with a restrained sword light on his body.

The Taoist held a sword in his hand. The sword was three feet long and flashed with green light.

There seemed to be traces of blood evil energy flickering around the sword.

"It's good to let them suffer a little. Otherwise, when they go to the battlefield ten days later, they may collapse at the first touch."

The Chinese-faced Taoist shook his head, and then said: "If they are short of anything, you can give them some."

Having said this, he paused: "I guess they are well prepared when we first come here, so they won't be short of many supplies."

"It's best to give it a reminder and save it."

The fifty-year-old Taoist nodded and said with a smile: "Then let me tell you whether you are a descendant of the Sword Sect."

"So, it has been more than eight thousand years since there has been such an organized reinforcement force, and it has been more than ten thousand years since the disciples of the Sword Sect came, right?"

"Hey, out of the original five hundred disciples stationed in Immortal Burial City, there are only a dozen of us left..."

The Taoist murmured as he stepped onto the city wall, preparing to escape to Han Muye and the others.

But when he raised his feet, he suddenly froze.

On the wasteland, a golden array appeared.

The array disk was ten feet in diameter, golden in color, and flashing with fairy light.

A formation of this size is at least the main protective formation of a large city.

A formation of this kind would cost tens of millions of immortal spirit stones.

"Buzz——"

Above the formation disk, fairy light burst out and spread to all directions.

The fairy light is like a big tent, covering a hundred feet in radius.

"I have brought all these good things. It seems that the Sword Sect has spent a lot of money this time." Someone chuckled and looked at Han Muye.

"Jian Zong pays great attention to this boy."

A smile flashed across the face of the green-robed Taoist, and he chuckled: "If it were me, I would converge the power of the large array and activate it into a space that can protect ten thousand feet. I would never waste it like this."

"This formation is fully activated, but it can block Huaxu's attack."

The other Sword Sect seniors all shook their heads.

I just came here, I really didn’t know how precious power is.

"What a waste of natural resources, this formation plate should not be taken out." The Taoist with a Chinese character even sighed with emotion. He raised the sword in his hand and wiped it gently with a piece of linen cloth.

"Buzz——"

Ahead, a fairy light rose again.

This time, it's the second golden formation disk.

Equivalent to the first piece.

This caused an uproar around him.

"What are these guys doing? Can these array disks be taken out so easily?"

"This is a big fortune. Two formation disks. If you have the ability to bring three——"

The third array disk appears.

Then comes the fourth and fifth pieces.

Eighteen formation disks were connected into a circle, and then in the middle, a formation disk with a radius of a hundred feet appeared.

The golden light on the formation disk was connected with the eighteen formation disks, turning into a golden light that covered the surrounding space.

Everyone's senses outside began to become blurred and distorted, and they could only rely on their eyes to see.

At this moment, the surrounding city walls were speechless and sluggish.

Nineteen formation disks are connected, and the power of this formation cannot be broken even by Daluo Jinxian.

"Brother Ziyu, the younger generation of your family is not an ordinary rich man..." Tutian Demon King's eyes fell on the formation, with a sigh on his face.

"If this large array is set up, it will take at least one hundred thousand fairy spirit stones a day."

"This type of burning fairy spirit stone is not the style of your Sword Sect."

While talking, Demon King Tutian's eyes drifted towards Immortal Lord Yuhe.

Immortal Lord Yu He belongs to the Taoist sect, and the Taoist sect cultivators under his command are usually considered luxurious.

But I have never seen anything so ostentatious.

As for sword cultivators, aren’t sword cultivators always the poorest?

"Hmph, we see the truth on the battlefield. If this formation is moved to the front line, it can be of some use. Here, hum." Immortal Lord Yu He snorted coldly and turned his head.

The golden light shield blocked out the divine thoughts and also blocked out the roar coming from the distant battlefield.

Suddenly, the sword sect elites who came with Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Brother Han's handiwork is not ordinary..." Bai Tu, the thin Baiyue Sword Immortal of Zhantian Palace, chuckled and looked at the nineteen arrays in front of him.

This has exceeded all his net worth, including the sword in his hand that he received from Han Muye.

"Senior Brother Han is the Lord of Yunlan City. I inquired before coming here. Yunlan City is located in the wasteland, and its daily income is at least hundreds of millions." A disciple of the Sword Sect wearing a jade robe said softly: "These are golden thighs.

…”

The array was erected, and there were another tents.

There is a small formation in each tent, which is connected to the big formation.

Each tent is fully equipped with various supplies and can accommodate six disciples.

Such extravagant and thoughtful preparations made those elites of the Sword Sect who were used to living a hard life a little uncomfortable.

To practice swordsmanship, you can do it with a sword in your hand.

Asking a group of sword sect elites to find the tent where they lived, Zhao Chen walked over with a smile.

"Brother, isn't this camp good?"

"I purchased it from Wuling Dao Sect. There are eight formations in each one."

Zhao Chen proudly stretched out his hand and pointed to the large ten-foot-wide tent in the middle of the front.

"Brother, that is your military tent."

Han Muye shook his head, turned to look at Bai Tu and others, and said, "They can fix it, so we don't need it, right?"

These words made several people's faces change.

"As expected of the Yunlan Sword Immortal." Yu Shuling, the golden and jade sword Immortal wearing a light red outfit, laughed, her eyes shining brightly.

Han Muye waved his hand, and several guards in black armor stepped forward.

Taking a look at Zhao Chen, Han Muye said: "You guys will protect Brother Zhao and go around the city to get a feel for the situation."

These black-armored guards are all from the Moluo clan, and they need to contact their clansmen in Immortal Burial City.

It's just right to protect Zhao Chen for a walk in the city.

Then, a glint of sword light came from Han Muye's body: "The battlefield is in front of us, how can we be willing not to take a look?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a flying rainbow.

Following him, Taoist Kuxu and others looked at each other and then turned into sword light.

The six sword lights left the formation and flew towards the battlefield.

"Good fellow, are we about to go to the battlefield?" Someone on the distant city wall shouted.

"Yes, I know I want to go to the battlefield to see it." Someone also said with a smile, with a hint of appreciation in their words.
To be continued...