The corners of Chu Moli's mouth slowly curled up: "Almost, we've found everything."
Yu Zhengqing has always been a man of few words, but at this moment he couldn't help asking: "What are you looking for, Mister?"
Chu Moli smiled, and said calmly, "Didn't I say that? I'm going to take a drastic drudgery."
Since it is necessary to draw firewood from the bottom of the pot, it is natural to find the key pile of firewood.
In other words, it is the secret that really affects the situation of the battle.
Yu Zhengqing didn't understand the meaning of these words.
Chu Moli didn't expect him to understand, nor was he interested in explaining to him.
In this world, there are only a few people who can give him the desire to explain.
He took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and handed them to Yu Zhengqing.
"According to the direction I said, you burned these pieces of paper with spiritual power."
"The first one is 100 meters to the left, 300 meters forward, and the first one is burned at Lijiu."
Yu Zhengqing nodded and proceeded as he said.
Chu Moli's voice conveyed by his spiritual consciousness kept coming from his ears.
Indifferent, elegant, calm, careless.
Yu Zhengqing didn't understand why these papers were burned, what was the use of burning them, and how to influence the situation of the battle.
But from the moment he met Chu Moli, he already knew how smart and powerful this person was.
It was also thanks to him that he was able to succeed in revenge.
Therefore, Yu Zhengqing followed Chu Moli's instructions without any objection, and was meticulous.
He didn't know, as the seemingly inconspicuous white papers burned.
Moyunling, the weird and bloody main battlefield, began to undergo earth-shaking changes.
…
Sang Rao is the leading elder of the Nether Realm army this time.
His spirit has been in a state of extreme excitement.
Watching one after another Zongmen family being knocked down effortlessly.
Seeing the demons who were once invincible, they are also lingering under their hands.
Sang Rao only felt unprecedented excitement, excitement, and elation.
What is the extreme domain, and what is the demon race
Only they in the Nether Realm are the real kings.
Their army is invincible, and their new domain is invincible.
One day, they will unify the entire Cultivation Continent and control all the creatures of the Three Realms and Six Paths in their hands.
One day, they will reproduce the glory of the Nether Emperor.
The mirage stone at the waist lit up.
The runes on the surface of the mirage stone shone with a different kind of luster.
Sang Rao was immersed in the pleasure of hunting the demons at this time, and slapped the mirage stone impatiently.
This is denial of communication!
But the other side seemed to be reluctant, and the mirage stone lit up again.
Sang Rao had no choice but to activate the mirage stone: "Yu Chen, don't you know that I am fighting the demons now? What would you like to do with me?"
On the other side of the mirage stone is another elder of the Nether Realm, Yu Chen.
Just as Yu Chen was about to speak, when he saw his face, he immediately exclaimed: "Sang Rao, your face!"
Sang Rao belatedly raised his hand to touch his face, only to feel that the tentacles were wet and sticky.
It wasn't the blood of the demons sticking to him, but his own face, which had become emaciated at some point.
And the flesh and blood on it is rotting piece by piece, falling down.
However, he couldn't feel any pain.
If Sang Rao could take a closer look at the army of the Nether Realm, he would find that almost every soldier in the Nether Realm was like this, even worse than him.
But at this moment, Sang Rao turned a blind eye to all this, and said nonchalantly: "It's probably corroded by the devil's energy, and it will be fine when it returns to Qianyuan. Yuchen, what's the matter with you? Going to kill the demons!"