A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

From the day the Formation Eye was formed, Han Li and the others no longer lived in cloud buildings in order to avoid sneak attacks by high-level demons. Instead, they all sat cross-legged and meditated under the giant tree.

Since the formation eye is based on this reserve sacred tree, it will naturally be safe and sound until it is destroyed.

As for the remaining thousands of guards of various ethnic groups who followed, they were evenly distributed to several nearby hills, just in time to protect the valley where the formation's eye was located.

As for Taoist Crab, Han Li had always let him hide in a certain building in the giant cloud. middle.

With the cultivation level of this golden crab, it is naturally easy to simulate the aura of a mid-level human monk. Except for the existence of the Mahayana period, ordinary practitioners cannot see their true cultivation at all.

Therefore, although Cao Ji and Concubine Xiao Xi had seen Taoist Xie around Han Li several times before, they did not pay any attention to him. Instead, they regarded him as one of Han Li's personal followers.

Since the formation of the formation, information about the battle between the coalition forces and the demons ahead has continued to come in every day.

Although Han Li and others were sitting at the center of the formation, they could still grasp the situation ahead in time.

Judging from the information obtained, the coalition forces and the demon army launched seven brutal battles at the border. After both sides lost nearly one-fifth of their strength, the coalition forces began to retreat without leaving any trace.

This time, there are still three saint ancestors on the demon side, more than twenty incarnations of the saint ancestors, and hundreds of demon lords, steadily suppressing the coalition forces in terms of high-level power.

The coalition forces had already used numerous methods of confusion, so the retreat of the army did not arouse suspicion on the demon side. When they saw that the other side was showing signs of defeat, they immediately pressed forward aggressively.

The coalition forces did not show a tendency to slump. Instead, they fought and retreated. They continued to organize their forces and pursued the demon army in pursuit every day. Fighting continued every day, causing the battlefield to unknowingly move toward the Wood Realm. The formation is slowly approaching,

As time goes by, the delivery of messages has changed from once a day to two or three times a day...

The demon army has gradually approached the desperate formation set up by the entire Wood clan.

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In a huge peak in the area covered by the Wood Realm Formation, on a huge temporary platform, the temporary elder of the Wood Clan stood upright on it. ,

Not far in front of him, there was a magic circle that was only four to five feet in size. Around it were eight wrinkled old men of the Wood tribe sitting cross-legged. They all had their eyes closed, holding a white wooden plate in one hand and a white wooden plate in the other. Quickly rush to the market and keep pointing.

From these wooden disks, white beams of light are emitted from time to time, condensing into a group above the magic circle, forming a large light curtain.

The temporary elder of the Wood Clan looked at everything on the light screen with concentration.

And in the light curtain, there are countless densely packed light spots scattered all over it.

All the light spots are mostly divided into two colors: green and purple. Sometimes they are intertwined and mixed together, and sometimes they fly away quickly, as if they are marching and fighting, and they are constantly changing.

No matter how they changed, the two light spots were slowly retreating in the same direction, and finally fell into a certain huge pattern. Then, in a flash at the same time, all the light spots disappeared out of thin air.

At this time, the eyes of the eight old men of the Wood Clan opened. After the light from the wooden disks in their hands dimmed, the light curtain suddenly dissipated inch by inch.

"Yes, the calculation result is still very smooth, thanks to the hard work of several masters." Seeing this situation, the temporary elder of the Wood Clan showed a smile on his face, and said very politely to the eight old men of the Wood Clan.

"It's nothing. This battle is related to the life and death of our Mu Clan. As the first disciple of the Mu Ling clan, we should do our best. But the result now is just a calculation based on the current conditions. If there are subsequent conditions or magic Once there is a change in the movements of the tribe's army, the result will be different immediately. "But" one of the Wood tribe old men replied with a slight cough.

"Of course I know this, so the next few days are extremely critical. I have to trouble the eight elders to calculate once a day to prevent the direction of the war from getting out of control." The temporary elder said solemnly with his hands clasped in fists.

"Although the eight of us all have some talents in divination, we can usually predict and calculate some things. But this war involves countless powerful beings, and there are too many other factors beyond calculation. The eight of us can only Just do your best, the calculated results can only be used as a reference for the Presbyterian Council." The old man from the Kaimu Clan shook his head and said.

"I know this well, but with the help of eight fellow Taoists, I can finally feel a little more at ease." The temporary elder replied with a wry smile.

Although it is impossible to directly predict the outcome of a war like this involving more than a million people using divination techniques, but with the help of some predictions, we can deduce the direction of the war and make some more accurate predictions in advance. Judgment is entirely possible.

These eight old men of the Wood Clan are the eight most famous for their divination abilities among the Wood Clan. They were directly named the Eight Sons of the Wood Spirit by the Council of Elders. They have made countless contributions to the Wood Clan.

This Wood Spirit Bazi also became so old in appearance because of too many calculations in the past and excessive consumption of lifespan.

But because of this, the Wood Clan had always hid these eight people in the previous confrontations with the Demon Clan and did not dare to use them easily.

But this move caused the original elder of the Wood clan to accidentally fall into the trap of the demon clan. Not only was he seriously injured, but he also lost most of the clan's territory.

Therefore, in this major battle that was related to the survival of the Mu Clan, the Mu Clan Elders Council no longer cared about anything else and invited the Eight Wood Spirits out again to calculate the battlefield situation in case there was another accident.

When Mu Ling Bazi quickly said goodbye from the high platform, several other nearby Wood Clan elders swarmed up and surrounded the temporary elder, and began to discuss some important matters with solemn expressions.

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At the same time, in the high sky at the junction of the original occupied areas of the Wood Clan and the Demon Clan, Mo Jianli's entire body turned into a silvery shadow, and around his body there was a thundercloud as big as an acre rolling up and down nearby, and countless silver arcs. It burst out from the cloud and turned into countless electric arrows that shot towards the opposite side.

In an instant, the air was filled with thunder and lightning flashing wildly.

And on a mountaintop more than ten miles away, there was a huge black sword more than a hundred feet long, stably stuck upside down on the mountain top.

On the hilt of the giant sword, there is a skinny demon man wearing a dark green cloak, who is releasing a stream of icy sword energy with both hands!

Each one was dozens of feet long, crisscrossing the nearby void, sweeping away all the silver lightning arrows that were shot.

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Above a giant lake, two giant wolf shadows that looked like hills were intertwined and biting madly.

One is silver-white all over, three hundred feet long, with wind-generating four claws and white light emitting from its mouth.

His head was completely black, his eyes were spitting fire, and his mouth was spitting out evil energy!

The two giant wolves clawed out with one claw, making a loud hissing sound, and several long white marks appeared in the void, as if they had been torn apart.

When he took another bite, there was an explosion-like sound in front of him, and waves of air rolled out wildly, creating white hurricanes out of thin air.

The fight between the two giant wolves was obviously extremely fierce, but no matter what kind of huge trauma their huge bodies received from each other, as long as the light on the body surface circulated for a while, each of them recovered as before.

And this violent battle spread over a wide area, turning almost all the mountains and dense forests within a hundred miles to the ground.

In the heart of a nearby hill, Ancestor Ao Xiao sat cross-legged in a temporary magic circle, his hands clasped together, his eyes closed, and his body exuded a faint silver light.

Thousands of miles away, in a swamp thousands of feet deep underground, Yuan Cha sat motionless in a temporary secret room. Everything around him was dark, except for the purple-black magic lines that appeared on his body. And flickered slightly.

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In a mysterious space, two giant-like beings faced each other several miles apart.

One was ten feet tall, with abnormally red skin, a pair of dark curved horns on the top of his head, and a pair of red flesh wings on his back. His pupils were light gold, and he looked at the other person coldly with his arms folded.

Opposite him was a savage-like giant with dark skin and gold and silver magic patterns imprinted all over his body. His upper body was naked, and except for a leather skirt hanging around his waist, there was nothing to cover him.

The savage clenched his hands into fists and stared at his opponent with two huge bull's-eye eyes.

Although both of them were motionless in the void, they both exuded amazing aura.

In the void between the two, two blood-red monsters that resembled wolves and apes were fighting with three golden giant tigers.

While the blood was boiling, his body shape was changing like a ghost in the demonic aura, while he was roaring loudly, and the golden claws shot out like a rainstorm, and it was impossible to tell the difference for a moment.

Obviously, just as planned by the coalition forces, the three ancestors who appeared on the demon side were all forcefully held back by Mo Jianli and the other three great masters.

They were afraid of each other and could not help their respective armies.

But at this time, tens of millions of demons were being led bit by bit towards the Wood Realm Formation by the coalition forces.

Once the demon army without the Holy Ancestor falls into the restriction and the power of the super formation is fully activated, it is obvious that the demon army will suffer heavy casualties. It seems that everything is developing in the direction of benefiting the coalition forces.

But almost at the same time, a demon team consisting of thousands of demon speed vehicles was sneaking and escaping along the edge of the battlefield towards the coalition's rear.

These flying cars are all triangular in shape, all gray and white, with strange magic patterns imprinted on their surfaces that look like clouds.

The nearly ten thousand demons on the flying car were uniformly masked and robed, with empty hands and no trace of skin exposed. Only two cold blood-red eyes were exposed on the face cloth.

What's even more strange is that so many demons stood motionless in the speeding car. Under the silence, the entire team did not make a sound, and actually moved forward silently like ghosts.