Chapter 479 The competition begins

After listening to the other party's explanation, Chen Mo did not continue to ask questions, and as he fell silent, the whole formation resumed the low humming and roaring of the mummies.

Li Ming, Qian Zhong and others were beating their hearts non-stop.

In their opinion, this might be their only hope to survive!

After a long while, Qian Zhong saw that no one had spoken yet, so he subconsciously asked: "Senior...Senior, are you still there?"

However, Chen Mo was still thinking about how to deal with this group of people.

"Senior?"

"Senior?"

Finally, after Qian Zhong asked again and again, the voice that sounded like the sound of nature to him rang again.

"You, the corpse-driving sect, drove the unkillable mummies to Beiyue City, why do you still want me to let you go?" Chen Mo's words were cold and chilling.

"Senior! We are also forced to do nothing, please... please let us go..."

Weak immortal sects, to put it bluntly, are no different from casual cultivators.

Without a Jindan-level cultivator in charge, they can only be manipulated by others in the cultivation continent.

And no one cares about their life or death.

"Do you think I will sympathize with you?" Chen Mo asked coldly.

"I...we..."

Qian Zhong was speechless for a moment.

That's right!

Even if they were forced, they violated the interests of Beiyue City and almost brought disaster to Beiyue City.

In this case, how could the people of Beiyue City let them go?

Just when he was desperate and ready to accept the reality, the other party spoke again: "I can spare your life, but..."

"Senior! You say! You say! We can do anything for you!"

Qian Zhong's voice represents the voice of other disciples of the Corpse Driving Sect. Who would choose death in the face of life and death? Or die among a group of mummies?

"Go mining! Control these mummies to mine for twenty years, and give you freedom after twenty years."

Chen Mo's words startled the people of the Corpse Driving Sect, and then they were overjoyed!

They are not afraid of not having freedom, but they are afraid that the other party will not give them a chance.

With the status of the Corpse Driving Sect in Beiling City, they can't touch the mineral veins at all, and before the corpse tide, there are not so many corpses for them to control, so this immortal sect has neither status nor strength.

"Those who are willing to accept, go forward along the corridor, I never like to force anything."

As soon as the voice fell, the other thirteen disciples of the Corpse Driving Sect almost ran forward. What a joke? Staying here means "death", and what's the harm in mining for twenty years?

What's more, mining can be done by these mummies, and they don't have to do it at all!

Such a good thing still needs to hesitate?

Li Ming was the first to figure out that the other party was not punishing them? This was just a way for them to step down.

He didn't expect that the cultivators in Beiyue City were so good!

Seeing that the fourteen people did not hesitate at all, Chen Mo sneered and said, "It seems that you two cannot compete."

"Senior...Senior." At this time, Qian Zhong spoke, "There is...something I need to explain to you."

"Speak!"

"If we just drive these mummies from a distance to one place, one of us in the foundation building stage can control about 800 to 1,000, but this is already our limit. If we want to control them to mine...each of us can only control about 50 at most."

"Only 50?"

Chen Mo couldn't help but frown.

If there are only 50, then they can only control 700 to 800 mummies in total. With this amount of corpses to mine, I'm afraid they can't mine a vein in a year!

Qian Zhong didn't dare to speak.

The other disciples of the corpse-driving sect were also worried, fearing that the other party would think they didn't have enough and close this way of life again.

"Forget it, 50 is 50." Chen Mo was a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do, because these people were too weak!

The next moment, he waved his hand, and a gap appeared in the formation set up by the Ten Formations Sect, which was the life gate they left.

People in the formation can walk out of the life gate.

In the dimness, bright moonlight appeared at the end of the corridor.

With it came the hope of life.

"Each of you drive out fifty mummies, I'll wait for you outside."

Chen Mo retreated and stood in the wilderness not far away.

As the elder of the Corpse Driving Sect, Qian Zhong was naturally the first to complete the task, driving a group of corpses that exuded death all over their bodies.

Under his control, every movement of these corpses was uniform and identical, and after leaving the formation, they were lined up in five neat rows.

He looked into the distance and saw a middle-aged Taoist standing in the wind.

The other party had his hands behind his back, and Qian Zhong did not dare to look him in the eye for a moment.

Behind him, a three-legged, three-eyed, extremely ferocious monster stood quietly, exuding a chilling breath all over his body.

Even without taking action, just standing there made Qian Zhong want to surrender.

On the other side of the middle-aged Taoist, he was looking at an ordinary spiritual bird.

But the spiritual bird held a long sword in its mouth that seemed to be able to cut through everything...

After taking a glance, Qian Zhong lowered his head and dared not look again.

Soon, the other thirteen cultivators also completed their tasks and came out.

A total of seven hundred mummies.

They looked ugly and had tattered clothes. Perhaps these corpses were also cultivators in their lifetime and had once been powerful in the cultivation continent, but at this moment they had become objects of manipulation.

Chen Mo glanced at them and said, "Show us your skills."

Everyone didn't react at first, and they just stood there looking at each other. Qian Zhong was the first to understand, so he controlled a mummy and rushed towards the other group of corpses.

After Chen Mo nodded, the group of 700 corpses suddenly became a mess.

As the thunder rolled, the dead mummy was resurrected again, and he also saw the ability of the Corpse Driving Sect!

It was really special.

These corpses were almost the same as puppets in their hands!

"Stop!"

With Chen Mo's order, the fourteen disciples of the Corpse Driving Sect each controlled their corpses to return to their original positions, as if nothing had happened.

And this method also made Chen Mo look up to these people by three points.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

With such an immortal sect? Why are you still worried about the corpse tide?

Maybe it's because it's a drop in the bucket...

"Ten miles ahead, you wait for me there."

Chen Mo pointed to the direction behind him and said.

He didn't even worry that these people would run away! Just a group of foundation building? Can they really run away?

As an elder, Qian Zhong called on his disciples to drive the mummies forward without any hesitation, while Chen Mo led Dou and Xiao Kang into the formation again.

At this time, the living dead from the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge kept wandering back and forth in the maze.

With the appearance of living people, these corpses smelled the smell and rushed towards them like flying.

Chen Mo flicked his hand and easily killed dozens of mummies with just the Gengjin Finger.

Soon, a rolling thunder came!

Then... he threw out the thunder talisman.