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The 240th chapter war (1)

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In the dense jungle, a group of heavily armored knights slowly moved forward along the smooth road. @Thick visors obscured their faces, and the black crystals in their eyes shone with a cold light. They were most common in the jungle riding on horseback.

The silver-horned hurricane wolves patrolled leisurely and neatly in a neat line.

Above their heads, two bipedal flying dragons circled slowly, occasionally rising and falling with the air currents. Beside them, a dozen six-eared marmosets, which were well-tamed and had an extremely keen sense of murderous intent, shuttled as fast as lightning.

, like arrows flying rapidly between the branches and leaves.

This is a standard hundred-man patrol of the Acropolis, consisting of one hundred soldiers, ten soldiers, and one hundred-man lieutenant. The leader at the front is the centurion-man lieutenant of this team. He has a gun on his waist.

The red jade talisman is shining. It is an emergency warning talisman. Once he is attacked, he only needs to crush the talisman, and the acropolis he belongs to will receive the warning immediately.

This jungle is located at the junction of three acropolis. Normally, the three acropolis pay little attention to this worthless jungle, but occasionally, the patrol teams of the three acropolis will come here for a tour. Especially recently.

There was a rumble in the territory of the Sima clan in the Vermillion Bird Territory, and various rumors emerged one after another. Some even said that more than a dozen of the Sima clan's acropolis had been breached.

Such absurd rumors that undermined the prestige of the Sima clan were suppressed immediately. However, the number of patrol teams sent out by various Acropolises was several times greater than usual, and knights riding various birds could be seen everywhere in the sky.

The sky-scanning sacred instruments of all levels were scurrying around like headless wasps.

"Hush!"

A river several miles wide blocked the way of the patrol. The leading centenary rode his mount in a circle by the river, raised his right fist and shouted. The soldiers on the back of Hurricane Wolf jumped off their mounts one after another,

He drove his horse to the river to drink water and rest.

At this moment, dozens of strange ripples suddenly appeared on the river, as if there were huge monsters lurking in the water, spitting out water arrows. Accompanied by harsh whistles, more than a hundred white lights tore through the void and shot at these warriors.

come over.

"Enemy attack!"

The hundred-man captain who led the team roared, and then immediately fell to the ground. The soldiers behind him also fell to the ground faster than one. Only the soldier at the end of the team stood there casually, casually

Grab it forward.

A palm made of ice about a foot in size appeared out of thin air. The palm shuttled through the air like a ghost. The light blue fingers exuding a cold air lightly flicked towards the white light continuously. Amidst the crisp crackling sound, it shot

All the white light was shattered into pieces, and then the ice palm fiercely grabbed it downwards.

With a 'click' sound, the river within a radius was frozen into a piece of light blue black ice. The ice slowly floated up, revealing a few frozen people wearing Taoist robes with frightened and desperate expressions.

Young Taoist.

"Ant, how dare you be so presumptuous." The warrior who took action sneered, and with a flick of his finger, the black ice was shattered, and several of the True Immortal disciples of the Miao Fei True Pill Sect sealed within the black ice were also broken into countless pieces.

The rolling river surged endlessly, with fragments of ice floating on the water along with fragments of flesh and blood, flowing downward in a mighty manner.

A group of warriors lying on the ground stood up one after another and continued to serve their mounts to drink water without saying a word. At the same time, they took out a hair brush and combed the long hair of the mounts that were covered with mud and dust, and dressed them up to be smooth and smooth.

The soldier was also mixed in the crowd, doing exactly the same thing.

The armor on their bodies was exactly the same, and the patterns in every detail were the same. They were doing the same thing, so after a while, it was no longer possible to identify who the soldier who had just attacked was.

Seven or eight True Immortal disciples of the Miao Ni True Alchemy Sect attacked a hundred-man patrol and actually wiped out the whole army in one breath. This is not at all what a patrol of the Earth-level Acropolis should be. Among such patrols in the past, the most

There are a few officers with eighth-grade sub-saint cultivation who are very strong. With more than a hundred people joining forces, they can barely cope with the attack of a true immortal.

But today, the combat effectiveness of this patrol team was simply shocking.

"That guy is definitely a master of the Golden Immortal level." Hundreds of miles away, through the water mirror summoned by the quiet spring, Monk Yunluo carefully commented on the strength of the person who took action. He killed seven or eight real people in such an understatement.

Immortals, even the immortal weapons on them were completely shattered with one blow. This kind of killing effect can only be achieved by golden immortals.

"It seems that the intelligence is correct. As expected, a large number of masters have sneaked back into the Sima Clan's city." Yin Xue's singer counted them, and hundreds of mung bean-sized puppet flies flew up with a 'buzzing' sound and quickly flew up.

He jumped into the sky and flew in the direction of the patrol: "It is also wise to let the disciples of the Miaomian Zhendan Sect be the vanguard."

The more than a hundred Holy Spirit Realm immortals standing next to him chuckled and said nothing. They were all Yin Xuuge's helpers when he conquered more than a dozen acropolis in a row. During the battle, everyone formed a very reliable friendship. These immortals are more or less.

Everyone knows about the grievances between Yin Xuege and Su Kui, Shaoyuan Jinxian, and the bad relationship between him and the Miaomian Zhendan Sect.

The more than 100,000 disciples of the Miaozhendan Sect in Taixuan Immortal City were forced to become the first wave of vanguard troops. This is something that everyone likes to see. After all, there must be someone to do this kind of work of traveling to mines and looking for traps.

no?

That patrol team should not rest by the river. As long as the water veins are covered, it is the place where the spring is controlled. They squatted by the river, lit a bonfire and even hunted a few large beasts for barbecue.

, all this was clearly seen by Yin Xuuge and others.

Hundreds of puppet flies quickly flew hundreds of miles, and they landed lightly on the bodies of these patrolling soldiers. There were so many mosquitoes in the jungle, how could these soldiers notice these little things?

If they let go of their spiritual consciousness, they would find that these puppet flies are all made of metal, but none of them, including the Golden Immortal master who took action, did so. With a thought in Yin Xuege's mind, hundreds of puppets attacked at the same time, one hundred and one

The eleven people stiffened and fell to the ground at the same time.

A half-inch-long sharp needle protruded from the tail of the puppet fly. The patrolling soldiers took off their helmets one after another, preparing to enjoy the delicious barbecue, including the master hidden among them. The thin long needle had a trace of

The weird blue color penetrated their pores. None of them could react.

The poison quickly spread throughout the body, and the soldiers fell to the ground immediately. Only the master took a deep breath, took out a medicine bottle with difficulty in his right hand, and wanted to take the antidote. But hundreds of flies and puppets

Flying to him, the long needles kept piercing his body, and hundreds of times the normal dose of poison flowed throughout his body. His skin gradually turned light blue, and his body could no longer move.

"The venom of the Gelsemium blue ephemera cannot kill a low-level Golden Immortal-level sub-sage with one strike. This must be reported back quickly." Yin Xuege pointed at Yun Luo and gave him the errand of reporting to the higher level.

Monk Yunluo nodded, crushed a talisman, and reported what had just happened.

Gelsemium blue mayfly is a vicious insect in the Holy Spirit world. Its venom is extremely lethal to high-level golden immortals. There was even a peak golden immortal who was accidentally hit by its poisonous burrs and the immortal body collapsed.

.However, it may be due to the environment, climate, or the difference in cultivation techniques. The venom of the Gelsemium mayfly just did not kill a low-level Golden Immortal-level sub-sage with one hit.

After this kind of information is fed back, there will be certain merit points that can be obtained. And this time more than a hundred fairy cities are working together, and these merit points can be exchanged for many, many good things.

When hundreds of fly puppets flew up quietly, two figures above their heads fell heavily. The two soldiers who were riding flying dragons to police posts above were also killed by the poison and fell from high altitude.

Yin Xuege laughed. The group quickly stood up and quietly disappeared into the jungle. They quickly swept towards the distance.

A few days later, in the unknown mountain forest, Sima Yan, the city guard of the Sima Clan's heavenly city, the mother city, stood beside a pile of corpses with a gloomy expression. Hundreds of mutilated corpses were piled up indiscriminately. The wounds were extremely miserable, and it looked like

It was a wound caused by a bite from some kind of large beast.

The corpses of dozens of graceful spirit beasts, shaped like cheetahs but with long tails as gorgeous as birds of paradise, were lined up neatly and bloody. In the distance, there were soldiers under Sima Yan's command constantly carrying the corpses of such spirit beasts.

return.

Sima Yan held his hands in front of his chest, his eyes flashed with cold light, and his huge consciousness instantly swept through the surrounding void, but except for a few spiritual beasts scattered in the jungle and peeping in all directions, he found no valuable targets.

The helmsman of the majestic heaven-level city. Sima Yan has already half-stepped into the saint realm, and among the Sima clan, he is closer to the unfathomable and mysterious realm than any other half-saint. His magic power has reached the point where he can never survive.

Even in the wilderness where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely scarce, as long as he steps on the ground, his mana replenishment speed by practicing earth-attribute skills is at least a hundred times that of the peak golden immortal.

Although he is not like the saint of "Infinite Dharma", who can squander infinite mana at will whenever he thinks of it, but such a terrifying mana recovery speed gives Sima Yan the confidence to face hundreds of peak golden immortals without any fear.

But this time, facing hundreds of corpses of his soldiers, Sima Yan had no place to vent his anger.

"Where can we find these rats in the vast jungles and boundless mountains?" Sima Yan roared angrily: "If I find them, they will be dead. But I must also find them!"

With a wave of his right hand, he spread his palm and squeezed it gently, and a thousand-foot-high mountain a hundred miles away silently turned into powder. Sima Yan looked up to the sky and took a deep breath, and then turned to the young man standing silently behind him. Yuan Jinxian snorted coldly.

"Shaoyuan, you are a 'talent' assigned by the Holy Ancestor. What do you think we should do to catch these little mice?"

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