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Chapter 747: Famous side, battle to break the formation (1)

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    "It's useless to guess wildly here. According to that person's cultivation base, he should be 70% to 80% sure if he is unprepared. However, we have to think about the bad side. He may have missed and been killed or captured.  This is just a trap." The woman in the green shirt said indifferently with her lips curled up.

    "The meaning of Guru Le is" Ku Yao became a little puzzled.

    "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, it is worthwhile to find out the truth. The most we can't afford to waste now is time  .According to the newly obtained information, it only takes two or three months for reinforcements from other forces in Tiannan to gather together and reinforce the Nine Kingdoms Alliance.  A large formation of monks. Only in this way can we seize the opportunity. If we let the reinforcements unite with the monks of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, even if we can still defeat them, we will be seriously injured." The woman said unhurriedly.

    "Then everything will be according to Master Le's words." The tall and thin monk hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

    As for Ku Yao, he doesn't care much about the life and death of low-ranking mages, and he also has no opinion.

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

    Immediately, among the army of monks, nearly a hundred monks in the same clothes were snatched out, and under the leadership of a monk who formed a pill, they slowly approached the top of Huanglong Peak.

    The more than a hundred legal priests in front of me turned into black spots one by one, and gradually entered the place where the sea of ??fog was, and nothing unusual happened.

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

    All the way was unimpeded, and the hundred monks reached the top of the mountain easily, but nothing happened.  The tall and thin Fashi breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the woman in the green shirt with a happy face:

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

    "Don't be too busy, let's talk about it later." The woman said coldly without raising her eyelids.

    The tall and thin Fashi was taken aback, but did not continue to say anything.

    At this time, the hundred or so priests had already started to search for things in the half-burned pavilions and pavilions, finding some good things like spirit stones and materials from time to time.  These mages all smiled happily, unceremoniously took these things as their own, and stuffed them into the storage bags.

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

    Seeing this scene, the French army outside became commotion again.

    It is really rare to have such a chance to get a lot of spoils without fighting desperately, which naturally makes the rest of the people eager to move and greedy.

    With such a large pavilion building, who knows how many good things will be hidden.

    "Master Le, look"

    After waiting for a while, the tall and thin Fashi and Ku Yao couldn't sit still.  Ku Yao also spoke hesitantly.

    Since the two of them are in this team of mages, most of these mages are naturally from their tribe.  Their Mulan Grassland has always been poor in cultivation resources, so they naturally don't want their tribal mages to let this opportunity pass.

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

    The woman in the green shirt remained motionless, as if she hadn't heard the words of the two, but her beautiful eyes narrowed inadvertently, and she became a little hazy.

    Ku Yao and the two looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and did not continue talking.

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

    "The two of you each send a hundred people to join in, and destroy the remaining restrictions by the way. I will not let other people enter this mountain after sweeping the entire mountain without spiritual awareness."

    "Yes, everything is according to what Guru Le said." The two were overjoyed, and hurriedly transmitted voices to the trusted disciples of the tribe at the same time.

    As a result, another two hundred French warriors rushed to the top of the mountain.  Naturally, there was another burst of rummaging like wolves and tigers.

    "It seems that there are only these people. My mana can't hold on any longer. Let's activate the restriction." Somewhere in Huanglong Mountain, the voice of the old man surnamed Ma quietly sounded.

    "Cough! What a pity. None of the great masters of the Mulan people fell into the trap." The bald-browed man also sighed, as if a little regretful.

    But it didn't take long after saying this, "BoomAn astonishing wave of aura surged from the drum.

    Then there was a low and thunderous roar of a beast, which shook the world, until the green mist in the sea of ??mist rolled slightly by itself.

    Han Li's expression remained the same, he glanced coldly at the abnormalities around him, and then raised his head to look in the direction of the sea of ??fog, a moment of thought flashed in his eyes.

    But a moment later, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand and released a red fireball, turning the corpse under his feet into ashes.  Then turned around and headed towards the center of the sea of ??fog.

    In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared into the mist and disappeared without a trace.

    In the center of the sea of ??fog, the entire mountain peak is divided into two strangely. The first half is still a ruined building and charred wall, but the scene in the second half is quite different, with pavilions and pavilions standing intact.  From time to time, monks would fly out from the inside and scatter around the sea of ??fog.

    The old man surnamed Ma and the bald-browed man stood side by side at a height of tens of feet above the pavilion, looking at the direction of the French army, with serious expressions on their faces.

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