A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"There is no use in making random guesses here. According to that person's cultivation level, he should be 70% to 80% sure if he is not prepared. However, we have to think about the worst. He may have been killed or captured by mistake. This is just a trap." The woman in green shirt raised the corner of her mouth and said coldly.

"What does Master Le mean..." Ku Yao became a little confused.

"Regardless of whether there is a trap or not, we are here to break the formation anyway. Just act according to the original plan. If some people are killed or injured, we can find out the truth, which is also worthwhile. The last thing we can afford now is time .According to the newly obtained information, it seems that reinforcements from other forces in Tiannan will gather together to reinforce the Nine-Nation Alliance in just two or three months. We must clear out all the main forces arriving at Tiantian City within a month. The formation of monks. Only in this way can we have the upper hand. If the reinforcements and the monks of the Nine Nations Alliance are united, even if we can still defeat them, our strength will be severely damaged." The woman said unhurriedly.

"Then it's all what Master Yile said." The tall and thin Dharma Master hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

As for Ku Yao not caring about the life and death of low-level magicians, he also has no objection.

Seeing this, the woman nodded, moved her red lips a few times, and then transmitted a few words to someone.

Immediately, nearly a hundred magicians in similar costumes were snatched out of the army of monks. Under the leadership of an alchemy magician, they slowly moved towards the top of Huanglong Peak.

The more than a hundred magicians in front of them turned into black dots and gradually entered the place where the fog sea was. Nothing unusual happened.

So these people each held a magical weapon in their hands and began to boldly fly towards the peak.

The journey was smooth, and when the hundreds of monks reached the top of the mountain easily, nothing happened. The tall and thin mage breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the woman in green shirt with a happy face:

"It seems that this place has really been abandoned by them. Let's let others go in and search it. They left in such a hurry, there must be a lot of things they didn't have time to take away."

"Don't be busy now. Let's take a look before talking." The woman said coldly without raising her eyelids.

The tall and thin mage was startled after hearing this, but did not continue to say anything.

At this time, the more than a hundred magicians had already begun to rummage through the half-burned pavilions and pavilions, and occasionally found some good things such as spiritual stones and materials. These magicians all smiled happily and took these things for themselves without any ceremony and stuffed them into their storage bags.

The army of magicians was originally composed of large and small Mulan tribes. The things obtained in the war, except for some public goods obtained from warehouses and mines, the rest of the harvest naturally belonged to individuals.

Seeing this scene, the army of magicians outside became commotion again.

The opportunity to grab a large amount of loot without having to fight desperately like this is really rare, which naturally makes the rest of the people eager to move and become extremely greedy.

Who knows how many good things may be hidden in such a large pavilion building.

"Master Le, look..."

After waiting for a while, both the tall and thin mage and Ku Yao became unable to sit still. Kuyao also spoke hesitantly.

Since the two of them are in this team of magicians, most of these magicians naturally come from their tribes. Their Mulan grassland has always been lacking in resources for cultivation, so naturally they don't want the magicians of this tribe to miss this opportunity.

As for the hundred magicians in front, they came from a small tribe that was not very strong. It should be enough to catch this little thing.

The woman in green shirt looked motionless, as if she hadn't heard what the two said, but her beautiful eyes inadvertently narrowed slightly, becoming a little hazy.

Kuyao and Kuyao looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and didn't continue talking.

After a full cup of tea, the more than a hundred monks climbed nearly one-third of the way to the top of the mountain. At this time, the woman finally spoke:

"You two each send a hundred people to join in, and destroy the remaining restrictions inside. After scanning the entire mountain peak without using your spiritual consciousness, I will not let anyone else enter this mountain."

"Yes, it's all what Master Yile said." The two of them were overjoyed and hurriedly sent messages to their trusted disciples in their tribe at the same time.

As a result, another two hundred magicians rushed to the top of the mountain. Naturally, there was another burst of rummaging.

"It seems that these are the only ones left. My magic power can no longer support it. Activate the restriction." Somewhere in Huanglong Mountain, the voice of an old man surnamed Ma quietly sounded.

"Ahem! What a pity. No great master 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 these words were said, the sound of "rumbling" grew from small to loud and resounded throughout the entire mountain peak, and waves of tremors began to form on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, the faces of the three hundred magicians who were hunting for treasures on the peak changed drastically. They immediately dispersed and fled in all directions without any need for anyone to direct them.

Among them, the three magicians in the alchemy stage were naturally the fastest in escaping light, and they could shoot dozens of feet away in almost the blink of an eye.

But no matter how fast they escape, they can't run out of the formation at once.

All kinds of auras appeared in the sky above the mountain peaks, and the surrounding fog that had disappeared surged out one after another. In an instant, the green mist rolled and covered the sun, turning the vast area centered on Huanglong Mountain into a sea of ​​fog again.

Seeing this situation, the tall and thin mage and Ku Yao looked extremely ugly and even turned livid.

But the woman in green shirt sitting on the giant beast had her eyes still cold and her eyebrows did not even move.

"It's really a trap. What a pity. If Daoist Fellow Gu hadn't been allowed to take action, he would have been able to continue to lurk and play a greater role." After looking at it for a while, the woman surnamed Le said cold and ruthless words.

"Master Le, the people inside..." Ku Yao clenched his hands into fists, stared at the sea of ​​fog, and said with fire in his eyes.

The Danjie monk who led the team up just now is a direct descendant of whom he attaches great importance. Unexpectedly, he fell into the opponent's formation.

In addition to being anxious, this person couldn't help but think of saving people.

"Don't waste your efforts. With the magical power of the opponent's Yuanying monk, it is not easy to deal with several pill-forming people in the large formation. I'm afraid they have been destroyed." The woman in green shirt glanced at Kuyao without any 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 and break the formation in one breath. Then I will smash the bones of the monks inside and raise them to ashes one by one!" Kuyao's face was blue. After Hong transformed several times, he said with a fierce expression.

"Fire Spirit Essence? Okay. Since you are determined, I will let the Giant Rhinoceros cooperate with you. However, it is better to wait until the critical period to use your Fire Spirit Essence. And you must pay more attention to destroy it. The young monk of Mr. Tianwei. I suspect that he is the monk who destroyed the physical body of Master Mu of the Tianfeng Department. If so, the other party’s magical power is not small, and he can also use weird blue magic flames. If you are not careful, , you will get the trick." The woman said with a raised eyebrow.

"The monk who destroyed Master Mu's body? I heard that he knew the rumored thunder escape technique. This is also true." The tall and thin magician's face changed when he heard this, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Master Wen, your skills are most afraid of this kind of close combat monks. Be more careful and never fight with them. Leave him to me to deal with. The "Roufeng Jue" I practice, on the The speed will never be lower than the opponent's thunder escape. No matter how powerful the opponent's magic flames and golden arcs are, they will be of no use if they are not allowed to get close. As for other magical powers, he is only an early Yuanying monk, and he can still Do you really want to compete with me?" The woman's eyes flashed coldly, and she said with a hint of pride.

"That's fine. This person can only be dealt with by Master Le. Master Le is a master who can compete with the unexpected 'Tianlan Saint'. That person will not be his opponent." The tall and thin magician said. After hearing this, my heart immediately relaxed. She seems to have great confidence in the woman in green shirt.

"Hmph, Saintess Tianlan!" The woman who had always had a calm expression immediately turned gloomy upon hearing the name Saintess Tianlan.

Hearing this snort. The tall and thin wizard was startled.

Only then did he remember that Master Le was ashamed of being defeated by Saint Tianlan. I've always hated people mentioning this.

"This...actually..."

The tall and thin mage murmured and wanted to change his words again. The young woman suddenly waved her hand, and her face regained its indifferent expression:

"Okay, it's important to break the formation. No need to say anything else. Let's launch a big formation attack!"

"Yes!" The tall and thin magician felt relieved, and He Kuyao agreed.

…

"Plop"

Somewhere in the invisible sea of ​​fog, the headless body of a pill-forming mage turned over and fell to the ground.

A figure flashed in the thick fog not far away, and Han Li appeared there covered in green light. He glanced at the corpse in the distance, stretched out his hand, and a green rainbow circled over the corpse and shot back.

Han Li took a few steps forward calmly and picked up the sorcerer's storage bag. After a brief inspection, he looked disappointed.

It was still just some junk inside, with nothing related to spirituality.

Han Li's brows tightened, and after a while, he let out a long sigh.

At this moment, the war drums suddenly sounded loudly outside the fog sea, and several astonishing waves of spiritual energy shot up from the war drums.

Then there was a beast's roar as low as muffled thunder, which shook the world and caused the green mist in the sea of ​​mist to roll slightly on its own.

Han Li's expression remained unchanged, and he coldly scanned the surroundings for strange things, then raised his head and looked toward the sea of ​​fog, a trace of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

But after a moment, he sneered at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and released a red fireball, turning the corpse under his feet into ashes. Then he turned around and headed towards the center of the foggy sea.

In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared into the mist and disappeared.

In the center of the foggy sea, the entire mountain peak was strangely split into two. The first half was still a ruined building with scorched walls, but the second half had a completely different scene, with pavilions and pavilions standing intact. From time to time, monks would fly out from inside and scatter to various parts of the fog sea.

The old man surnamed Ma and the bald-browed man stood side by side dozens of feet above the pavilion, looking in the direction of the army of magicians, with solemn expressions on their faces.

(Haha! I finally finished coding, so I’m going to sleep now!)