"It's useless to make wild guesses here. According to that person's cultivation base, he should be 70% to 80% sure if he is caught off guard. However, we have to think about the bad side, and he may have missed and been killed or captured. This is just a trap." The woman in the green shirt said indifferently with her lips curled up.
"The meaning of Guru Le is..." Ku Yao became a little puzzled.
"Regardless of whether there are traps or not, we are here to break the formation anyway, so we just act according to the original plan. If some people are killed or injured, it is worthwhile to find out the truth. The most we can't afford to waste now is time According to the latest news, it only takes two to three months for reinforcements from other forces in Tiannan to gather together to reinforce the Nine Nations Alliance. We must wipe out all the main forces in Tiantian City within a month. The formation of the monks, so that we can take the initiative, if we let the reinforcements join forces with the monks of the Nine Nations League, even if we can still defeat them, we will be seriously injured." The woman said unhurriedly.
"Then everything will be according to Master Le's words." The tall and thin monk hesitated for a while, then agreed. As for Ku Yao's life and death of low-ranking mages, he doesn't care much, and he also has no opinion.
Seeing this, the woman nodded her head, moved her red lips a few times, and then transmitted a few words to someone. Immediately, among the army of monks, nearly a hundred monks in the same costumes were snatched out, and under the leadership of a monk who formed an alchemy, they slowly approached the top of Huanglong Peak.
The hundred or so mages in front of me turned into black dots, and gradually entered the place where the sea of fog was, and nothing unusual happened. So these people held their magical artifacts in their hands and began to boldly fly towards the peak.
All the way was unimpeded. Seeing that the hundred monks reached the top of the mountain easily, and nothing happened, the tall and thin monk heaved a sigh of relief, and said to the woman in the green shirt with a happy face: "It seems that this place was really abandoned by them. Let the others go in and search too. They left in such a hurry, there must be a lot of things that they didn't have time to take away."
"Don't be too busy, just take a look." The woman said coldly without raising her eyelids.
The tall and thin Fashi was startled, but did not continue to say anything.
At this time, the more than a hundred priests had already started to search for things in the half-burned pavilions and pavilions, and found some good things such as spirit stones and materials from time to time. These mages all smiled happily, unceremoniously took these things as their own, and stuffed them into the storage bags.
The Fashi army was originally composed of large and small Mulan tribes. The things obtained in the war, except for some public goods such as warehouses and mines, the rest naturally belonged to individuals.
Seeing this scene, the legal army outside became commotion again. It is really a rare opportunity to get a lot of spoils without fighting desperately like this, which naturally makes the rest of the people eager to move and greedy. Such a large pavilion building, who knows how many good things will be hidden.
"Master Yue, look..." After waiting for a while, both the tall and thin Fashi and Ku Yao couldn't sit still, and Ku Yao also spoke hesitantly.
Since the two of them are in this team of mages, most of these mages are naturally from their tribe. Their Mulan Grassland has always been poor in cultivation resources, so naturally they don't want the mages of this tribe to let go of this opportunity. As for the one hundred lawmen in front, they came from a small tribe that was not very strong, and they got this little thing. Should be enough.
The woman in the green shirt remained motionless, as if she hadn't heard the words of the two, but her beautiful eyes narrowed inadvertently, and she became a little hazy. The two of Ku Yao looked at each other, hesitated for a while, but did not continue talking.
After a full cup of tea, the hundred or so priests climbed nearly one-third of the top of the mountain. At this moment, the woman finally spoke: "You two each send a hundred people to join in, by the way Destroy the remaining restrictions inside. I will not let other people enter this mountain after sweeping the entire mountain without spiritual awareness."
"Yes, everything is according to what Guru Le said." The two were overjoyed, and hurriedly transmitted voices to the trusted disciples of the tribe at the same time. As a result, another two hundred legal priests rushed to the top of the mountain, and naturally they searched like wolves and tigers.
"It seems that there are only these people. My mana can't hold on any longer. Let's activate the restriction." Somewhere in Huanglong Mountain, the voice of the old man surnamed Ma quietly sounded.
"Cough! It's a pity that none of the great masters of the Mulan people fell into the trap." The bald-browed man also sighed, as if he was a little regretful. But not long after saying this, the sound of "rumbling" changed from small to louder throughout the entire mountain, and the top of the mountain trembled intermittently.
At this moment, the expressions of the 300 mages who were hunting for treasure on the peak all changed drastically, they scattered in all directions and fled in all directions without any command. Among them, the three priests in the alchemy stage naturally escaped the light the fastest, flying dozens of feet away almost in the blink of an eye. But no matter how fast they escape the light, it is impossible for them to run out of the range of the large formation in one go.
All kinds of auras emerged from the sky above the mountain peaks, and the mist that had disappeared all around poured out one after another. Instantly, the green mist rolled over to cover the sun, turning the vast area centered on Huanglong Mountain into a sea of mist again.
Seeing this situation, the tall and thin Fashi and Ku Yao's expressions turned extremely ugly, and even turned livid. But the woman in the green shirt sitting on the giant beast's eyes remained cold, and the brows did not move.
"It's really a trap, what a pity. If Fellow Daoist Gu didn't do it, he could have continued to lurk and play a bigger role." After watching for a while, the woman surnamed Le spat out cruel words.
"Master Yue, the people inside..." Ku Yao clenched his hands into fists, staring at the sea of fog, and said with fire-breathing eyes. The alchemy cultivator who led the team up just now is a direct descendant whom he attaches great importance to. Unexpectedly, he fell into the opponent's formation, and while anxious, this person couldn't help thinking of saving people.
"Don't waste your time. With the supernatural power of the other Yuanying cultivator, it's not easy to deal with a few alchemists in the big formation. I'm afraid they have already been wiped out." The woman in green shirt glanced at Ku Yao, showing no emotion spit out.
"If that's the case, Master Le, let me take the lead in breaking the formation! I will release the fire spirit essence, destroy the formation in one go, and then crush the monks inside one by one!" Ku Yao's face turned blue After changing several times, he said with a stern expression.
"Fire essence? Well, since you are determined, I will let the giant rhinoceros cooperate with you. However, it is better to wait for the critical period to use your fire essence, and pay more attention to destroying it. The young monk of Mr. Tiankui, I suspect that he is the one who destroyed the body of Guru Mu of the Tianfeng Department. If so, the other party has a lot of supernatural powers, and will use the extremely weird blue magic flame. If you are not careful , you will follow the right path." The woman said with raised eyebrows.
"The cultivator who destroyed Guru Mu's body? It is said that he knows the rumored Thunder Escape Technique, which is also true." The tall and thin mage's face changed when he heard the words, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.
"Master Wen, your kung fu is most afraid of this kind of monk who fights in close quarters. Be more careful, don't fight him, and leave him to me to deal with. The 'soft wind formula' I practiced, on the The speed will never be under the opponent's Thunder Dun. No matter how powerful the opponent's magic flame and golden arc are, it will be useless if they are not allowed to get close. As for other supernatural powers, he is only a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and he can still Are you really going to compete with me?" The woman said with a hint of pride, a cold light flashed in her eyes.
"Alright, this person can only be dealt with by Le Guru. Le Guru is the guru who competes with the sudden Tianlan Saintess, that person will not be an opponent." The tall and thin priest heard this. Word. My heart immediately relaxed, and it seemed that I had great confidence in this woman in green shirt.
"Hmph, Saintess of Tianlan!" The woman who had always had a calm face turned gloomy when she heard the name of Saintess of Tianlan.
Hearing this cold snort, the tall and thin Fashi was startled. Only then did he remember that this Master Le was ashamed of being defeated by the Tianlan Saintess, and had always hated other people mentioning it.
"This... Actually..." The tall and thin Fashi murmured and wanted to change his words again. The young woman waved her hand suddenly, and her face regained her indifferent look: "Okay, it's important to break the formation, and there is no need to say anything else. Let's attack!"
"Yes!" The tall and thin Fashi felt relieved, and Ku Yao agreed.
Somewhere in the sea of fog where you can't see your fingers, the headless body of an alchemy mage turned over and fell to the ground. A figure flashed in the dense fog not far away, and Han Li appeared there with a blue light all over his body. He glanced at the corpse in the distance, stretched out his hand, and a blue rainbow circled over the corpse and flew back.
Taking a few steps forward in a calm manner, Han Li picked up the mage's storage bag, checked it briefly, and showed disappointment on his face. It's still just some junk inside, and there's nothing about spirituality.
Han Li frowned, and after a while, he let out a long sigh.
At this moment, the war drum sounded loudly outside the sea of fog, and several astonishing fluctuations of spiritual energy shot up from the war drum. Then there was a beast roar that was as low as thunder, shaking the world, and the green mist in the sea of mist was so shaken that it rolled slightly by itself.
Han Li's expression remained the same, he coldly glanced at the strange things around him, and then raised his head to look in the direction of Wu Haihai, a moment of thought flashed in his eyes. But after a while, the corner of his mouth moved into a sneer. He raised his hand and released a crimson fireball, turning the corpse under his feet into ashes, then turned around and headed towards the center of the sea of fog. In a blink of an eye, the figure disappeared into the mist and disappeared without a trace.
In the center of the sea of fog, the entire mountain peak is divided into two strangely. The first half is still a ruined building and charred wall, but the scene in the second half is quite different. The pavilions and pavilions stand intact, and monks fly from inside from time to time. Shoot out and scatter across the sea of fog.
The old man surnamed Ma and the bald-browed man stood side by side at a height of tens of feet above the pavilion, looking at the direction of the French army, their faces full of dignity.