The thin young man who was an eighth-level true immortal deliberately raised his voice and mocked in a sinister manner: "What about working together to catch a turtle in a jar? I told you before, this trick won't work at all."
"Who is the fool?"
"Heh, you're not so stupid as to think Suning is a fool, are you?"
"Tsk, don't forget, no matter how bad that guy is, he is still the former Lord of Dragon and Phoenix, and a direct disciple of the Wuchen Immortal Realm."
"With Patriarch Duan's perfect layout, he was still able to survive and save a life from Qingfeng City."
"Why do you think he is easy to deal with? Will he fall into the trap stupidly and let you use the killing array to consume his few trump cards?"
Yelling loudly, the thin young man rolled his eyes and said with a cunning look: "The current plan is not to wait any longer. We must have a forerunner to go up the mountain to lure us."
"It would be best to introduce Suning and the two into the killing formation. If that fails, you can also trick him into using his trump card to save his life."
"We don't have all our cards, and until we run out of ammunition and food, there's nothing we can do against him."
What he said was reasonable and reasonable, and everyone immediately agreed.
Some people agree, and some people refute it.
Soon, a female monk of the ninth level of the True Immortal stood up and said: "Who is willing to give up his life and lead the battle knowing that going up the mountain means death?"
"With all due respect, no one below the tenth level of True Immortal can force Suning to use his trump card to protect himself."
"And those who have this level of cultivation here..."
As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller, she laughed at herself and silently retreated into the crowd.
"That's right. If we go up the mountain, we will die in vain. It has no meaning."
"What we really want to see, what we can count on, are senior brothers and sisters who are at the level of tenth-level True Immortal."
"this......"
Subtly, the people who originally shared the same hatred were divided into two factions.
One sect is below the tenth rank of true immortal, and the other is above the tenth rank of true immortal.
The atmosphere became weird, it was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
After all, they are not forces from the same world, and having evil intentions is an inevitable result.
Everyone wants to fish in troubled waters and make a fortune as a direct disciple of the Wen Palace.
But no one wants to sacrifice their lives for others and end up with their souls destroyed.
Ever since, I could only hear the cool breeze blowing at the foot of the mountain, and no one dared to speak out to break the awkward calm.
I don’t know how long it took, whether it was ten minutes or half an hour, finally an old man who reached the tenth level of the True Immortal Great Perfection said in a deep voice: “Killing demons and monsters is the duty of practitioners in the Immortal Realm, and it is an unshirkable act.”
"But there is no leader among the dragons, and you won't obey anyone."
"To say the least, although I have the ability to give orders, I am not qualified to ask you to wait."
"It's better to draw lots to show fairness."
"Life or death, everything depends on God's will."
"Buzz."
The old man had just finished speaking. In mid-air, the second middle-aged man of the tenth level of True Immortal Dzogchen came out of the air and asked in a cold voice: "What's the drawing method?"
"The only ones who can pose a threat to Suning are seventy-one people like me."
"Is the draw decided only between us? Others are watching from the other side and reaping the benefits?"
The old man smiled and said: "There are a total of 436 people participating in the encirclement and suppression this time. In addition to the 71 of us, there are 365 people from the eighth to the ninth level of true immortals."
"Each time, two true immortals of the tenth grade will lead the team, and ten true immortals of the eighth and ninth grade will follow."
"Twelve people working together can sustain more than thirty rounds of strangulation."
"Moreover..."
Deliberately avoiding the sight of everyone, the old man's lips trembled and he said with a secret voice: "Master Bi Ling secretly gave me six semi-holy talismans yesterday, and asked each of my six true immortals, tenth-grade Dzogchen, to hold one."
"The thirteen consecutive killing formations in the north have a way of survival that I deliberately left. When losing to Suning, remember to slip away from the formation and not show up openly to avoid shaking the morale of the army."
"These idiots were fooled so easily, how can we let them see the flaw?"
The middle-aged man's eyes sparkled, and he followed the trend and said: "Okay, this method is indeed fair, I have no objection."
"Everyone, it is extremely difficult to refine the Half-Saint's trump card. Just one card will cost a powerful Half-Saint several months of effort."
"I don't believe that Suning and Dao Huo'er can bring out so many trump cards. They will definitely die."
