I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

  Chapter 1392 The Battle of Mudong

   "If Luo Mou wants to find a way, there is indeed one, but the price he has to pay is not small, and the conditions given by the fellow Taoist before are not enough."

  For Luo Hong, the defeat of the demons in this battle is just a few days later to achieve his goal. If he wants him to put in more effort, Tuntian will be able to give more benefits!

   "If the avatar of fellow daoist withdraws at this time, can it be guaranteed that no trace will be left?"

  Sacred Ancestor Swallowing Heaven immediately asked with a frown.

  Although he is under great pressure at the moment, the Demon Race has an absolute advantage in military strength.

  Even if the five armies led by the five Shelaogui were buried, they could be replenished in just over a month through the teleportation array in Tianling City.

  So, for the Sacred Ancestor Swallowing Heaven, one failure is nothing at all.

  The real key is how many chances he can have!

   "The cultivation of Luo's incarnation is only in the early stage of fusion, and he didn't consider completely hiding his whereabouts. If he withdraws now, the Mu clan will inevitably find some clues after the war."

  Luo Hong is not playing the role of the Heaven Swallowing Ancestor, after all, such things as Ku Rong Dan should usually be used at the critical moment when the clan is about to be wiped out.

  Although the fall of the important city of the earth veins is also very detrimental to the Mu clan, it is obviously not to the extent that the clan will be wiped out. No one would have thought that the top executives of the Mu clan would choose to use this trump card at this time!

  "The Great Elder of the Wood Clan should have thought that their fierce resistance would only speed up the intensification of the entire battle.

  Even if they can successfully defend this time, perhaps in the next year, the number of people killed or injured by the Mu clan will exceed the total since the war with the Mozu!

  No matter how you look at it, this Great Elder is deliberately reducing the number of clansmen! "

   While the Sacred Ancestor Swallowing Heaven was thinking, Luo Hong was keenly aware of a trace of abnormality.

   "Although the Mu clan may not be able to guess our real purpose with a few traces, Mao is unwilling to gamble with them.

  Fellow Daoist Luo, feel free to make an offer! "

  After the start of the war, it was no different than before the start of the war. The Sacred Ancestor Swallowing Heaven basically had no room for bargaining. He was already ready to be yelled at by the Luo Hong Lion.

   "You don't have to be so nervous, Fellow Daoist Tuntian, Luo won't take advantage of others.

   I see that those elite monsters are all wearing the same style of armor. I think there must be a lot of stock in the noble camp, right? "

  Luo Hong had just obtained the Ascension Treasure House of the Demon Race, but there was no demand for high-level items for the time being. On the contrary, it was some combat preparation materials of the Demon Race that made him quite interested.

  Since he has already planned to imitate the monster army of the demon race to form the Abyss Demon Army, instead of just using it as cheap cannon fodder as before, he still needs to give some basic magic weapons for protection.

   "Fellow Daoist Luo wants the Myriad Beast Armor? What is the specific number?"

  Beast Armor is just a low-level magic treasure, the only magic is that it has the ability to change, which can be worn by various monsters.

  For Mahayana existences like them, this armor is undoubtedly not worth mentioning, but as long as it is mentioned, it must not be ten or a hundred pieces.

   "For the reason that Fellow Daoist Tuntian invited Luo to watch the battle, only three million beast armors are needed, so Luo will help!"

  Luo Hong didn't beat around the bush, but even stretched out three fingers.

   "Three million! Fellow Daoist Luo really thinks that everyone in my clan is a craftsman?!"

  Sacred Ancestor Swallowing Heaven heard the words Haoxuan spit out a mouthful of old blood.

  If Luo Hong wanted to refine the materials of the Ten Thousand Beast Armor, the quantity would be doubled, and Tun Tian wouldn't frown halfway.

   But if it is the finished Ten Thousand Beast Armor, it would be his limit to be able to come up with a million or so!

   After all, although this armor has a lot of inventory, it cannot withstand the huge daily consumption after the war.

  Even if the refiners of the Demon Race are running at full capacity, their inventory is constantly declining.

  Three million pieces of Beast Armor can directly empty out half of the inventory of the Mozu army on the Muzu side. If this is given, the follow-up battle will undoubtedly be severely hampered!

   "How much can Fellow Daoist Tuntian give?"

  Luo Hong didn't know the stock situation of the Mozu, so he deliberately charged a higher price, just to counter the price for Tuntian.

  Looking at the increasingly critical battlefield scene in the Eye Stone Hall, the Sacred Ancestor Swallowing Heaven gritted his teeth and said:

   "Up to 1.5 million, please do it quickly, fellow Daoist Luo!"

   "Hehe, let's make one million, and give me the other half a million for ten times the refining materials."

   Seeing Tuntian's embarrassment, Luo Hong lowered the price on his own initiative.

   "Okay, I promise!"

  Sacred Ancestor Swallowing Heaven did not expect such a good thing to happen, so he responded immediately.

   "Very good, Fellow Daoist Swallowing Heaven, let's see what Luo does!"

  Luo Hong believed that Tuntian would not offend him by reneging on a few pieces of armor, so he stepped on the ground without signing any deeds.

  Suddenly, a high platform rose under his feet, and soon it was thirty or forty feet high.

   Then he sat cross-legged, stretched out his hand to pat lightly, and a silver aura spread from his palm to the entire stone platform.

  In the blink of an eye, many silver runes appeared on the stone platform!

  At this time, Luo Hong repeatedly made a formula with both hands, and space fluctuations began to ripple from the stone platform.

   "Fellow Daoist Tuntian, immediately send a message to Fairy Ling and the other five, asking them to sacrifice the silver Dharma plate given to them by Luo, and ensure that they will not be disturbed by external forces when casting spells."

   Seemed to be ready, Luo Hong immediately ordered the anxious-looking Sacred Ancestor Swallowing Heaven to say.

   "Well, Mao is summoned now!"

  Sacred Ancestor Swallowing Heaven immediately agreed.

   While he was busy, Luo Hong's divine sense moved, and a large cloud of dead black mist appeared on the top of the stone hall.

  The next moment, a white dragon's head emerged from it, and the terrifying aura emanating from it shocked the Heaven Swallowing Ancestor who had just sent the communication.

   "Remains of the true spirit! Holy Mother, what a huge evil spirit it takes to make it evil!"

  In an instant, Sacred Ancestor Tuntian understood why Luo Hong was able to kill the Black Owl King just after advancing.

   This guy doesn't talk about Wude!

  It's a pity that Luo Hong couldn't hear Tuntian's heartfelt voice, otherwise he would have to reply in his heart:

   "Not much, just one Yuansha."

  Outside Mudong City, Fairy Ling suddenly flapped her wings, and shot countless black feathers in the air towards Wenren, who was pressing forward step by step.

  The old man of the Wood clan had obviously seen the power of these black feathers, so he didn't have the slightest thought of hard-wired them at the moment. With a push of both palms, twelve layers of emerald green wooden shields condensed in front of him.

   And after the sound of "ding ding", the twelve emerald green wooden shields were not damaged at all, which couldn't help but surprised Wenren Xuanfu, who was ready for follow-up defensive measures.

  Sweeping away with his spiritual sense, he realized that the black feathers on Fairy Ling's wings were half a lot more than just half a feather, and the attack just now was just her ordinary supernatural power.

   And the feathers he saw falling off were just some tricks.

   "Haha, witch, you're at your wit's end! Let the old man die!"

  After guessing the reason, Wenren Xuanfu was not angry, but laughed loudly.

   After all, in his opinion, Fairy Ling was forced to resort to such small tricks that could not be put on the table, she was showing her defeat!

   "Hmph! If you didn't rely on the power of the elixir, how could you be my opponent!

   Before clamoring, let’s calculate how many hours we have left to live! "

  Fairy Ling was furious at the moment, but she didn't forget the business. With a wave of her lotus root arm, six groups of screaming ghosts attacked Wenren Xuanfu.

   "This old man will not be able to survive the next catastrophe. If you can use this to protect our family, I will die without regret!"

   Wenren Xuanfu can be entrusted with the important task of guarding Mudongcheng, so he is naturally the best of the silver-ranked wood clan.

  Hearing the words at the moment, he unwaveringly condensed six emerald green light **** with a diameter of tens of feet beside him.

   Immediately with a movement of divine sense, the six emerald green light **** rushed towards the six yin objects.

   After six "boom boom boom", the two disappeared into the air at the same time, leaving only some blue-black spiritual waves.

   "Vulnerable!"

   Wenren Xuanfu immediately snorted coldly when he saw this, but when he looked at Fairy Ling again, he saw that the other party had sacrificed a silver disc with an aura of aura while he was dealing with Yinwu.

   "Human Lingbao? It turns out that you, a witch, have a lot to do with human monks, so you deserve to die!"

  Although the human and monster races in the original time and space did not ally with the demon race, the wood race also embarked on the road to extinction.

  But given the current situation, it is only natural for Wen Renxuan to blame the Mu clan's current bad situation on the monsters and monsters.

   "You are the one who will die!"

  Seeing that the silver Dharma plate was operating normally, Fairy Ling felt relieved, and after angrily shouted, she fought with Wen Renxuan again.

  She knew that since Luo Hong, a Mahayana monk, was about to make a move, there would be no suspense in this battle from now on.

  However, after only a few breaths, a dazzling silver aura illuminates the entire sky.

   Wen Renxuan looked up and saw a huge silver magic circle lying high in the sky, emitting extremely strong spatial fluctuations.

   "No, this is her calling for reinforcements!"

  The situation on our side was finally reversed under the sacrifice of these old guys. If this formation can be successfully operated now, even his sacrifice will be in vain!

   Without any hesitation, Wenren Xuanfu immediately grabbed his left arm with his right hand and tore it hard.

  Under the splash of blood, the broken left arm quickly transformed into a light yellow wooden sword amidst the sound of his spells.

  Holding tightly, the majestic magic power exchanged for life was poured into this wooden sword, and its aura immediately became extremely terrifying!

   Fairy Ling's complexion changed when she saw this, and she couldn't help but think of retreating, but she dismissed the idea the next moment.

  At the moment of the Holy Sacrifice, even her own body cannot bear the crime of running away!

   "Isn't it just desperate? An incarnation of this seat can be afraid of you!"

   After speaking harshly, a blood crystal the size of a knuckle appeared between Fairy Ling's eyebrows, while her black hair was turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   What she got in exchange for this was a strange beast monster with a human head and a harpy body that was hundreds of feet tall behind her.

"die!"

  Almost at the same time, he let out a shout, and a hundred-foot-long pale yellow sword light and countless flying feathers shot out towards the opponent.

  Suddenly, there was a huge explosion sound in the whole sky, and the scattered aura and magic light quickly covered the figures of the two.

   But the movement of fighting skills has not stopped, and it is obvious that the two sides have fallen into a stalemate.

   "Friend Wen Ren Dao, let me help you!"

   Seeing this scene, Mu Jun knocked off the demon venerable who was pestering him, and flew to Wenren Xuanfu to help out.

  However, just as he was about to leave, a huge spatial crack split open in the middle of the silver light array.

   Looking from a distance, it looks like a giant silver eye slowly opened!

   "Damn, how could it be so fast!"

  Mu Jundang even cursed.

  You must know that because of the convenience of earth vein teleportation, the Mu clan can seal off the space without any scruples, so it is almost impossible to carry out any form of space teleportation in a heavy city like Mudong City.

  Even if those space restrictions were destroyed by the flames of war, it shouldn't have opened a space crack thousands of feet long in just such a short time!

   But to the surprise of all the Muzu present, what gushed out of the crack in space was not the reinforcements of the Mozu, but a dark mist of evil spirits.

  In just a moment, most of the battlefield was shrouded in this sinister mist, but no matter whether it was against the monks of the Wood clan or the spiritual treasures of the formation, the mist did not show the slightest offensiveness.

  Just when all the cultivators of the Mu clan were hesitating, the dark mist gathered towards the cultivators of the Mo clan within the range, leaving a strange mark on them.

  However, seeing that the demon cultivators did not lose their breath because of this, or gained any powerful supernatural powers, the wood cultivators relaxed again.

   "No, quickly pull out the imprint from the demon's corpse, the real attack is just about to come!"

  Accompanied by the sound of anxious sound transmission, Wenren flew over and fled among the Mu Clan cultivators. His face was pale, and his breath showed signs of instability.

  Obviously, the successive outbreaks made the time when his Kurong Pill was exhausted greatly earlier.

  At the same time, Fairy Ling also flew behind several Demon Lords.

  However, her current appearance is more miserable than that of Wenren Xuanfu. Not only is her head full of white hair, her face is much older, and one of the wings on her back has been cut off.

   "My lord! These dark mist"

   "Don't worry, I will counterattack later depending on the situation!"

   Before the Demon Lord under him could finish speaking, Fairy Ling ordered while taking out the elixir.

   And just as she finished speaking, a large buzzing sound came from the space crack.

   Afterwards, purple flying ants with short and long fingers flew out of it densely.

  In just a moment, these flying ants gathered in the air to form a huge cloud of insects!

   "Jun Mu, you are cultivating in the Holy Land, do you know what kind of evil insects they are?"

   Wenren Xuanfu asked with a feeling of unease in his heart at this moment.

   "The devilish energy on my body is so heavy, it must be some kind of evil insect from the devil world, but there are no related books in the Holy Land, so I don't know."

  Mr. Mu didn't know where these purple flying ants came from, but he still shook his head solemnly and said.

  Because of the moment the purple flying ants appeared, those ferocious demon monks all showed terrified expressions.

  This is really not a good sign!

  (end of this chapter)