Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

In the story, the righteous always come late. From the perspective of plot arrangement, this is of course to avoid stealing the limelight from the protagonist, but for the protagonist, the righteous who come late are sometimes really hateful.

For example, the wasteland removal team of the Rongcheng Garrison Corps at this time. When Rongcheng needed them most, they were restricted outside the battlefield by the governor's order. When the war in the governor's office finally came to an end and Wang Luo needed to move to support Han Ying, these wasteland removal teams jumped out to block the road and fought against him.

Wang Luo did not speak to try to persuade them, because persuading the wasteland removal team was the most unrealistic delusion. Those who can be selected into the wasteland removal team are all extremists with the strongest will and the most stubborn character in the army. And in the face of the strange methods of the wasteland demons, only those who are stubborn to the point of being morbid can stick to their original intentions from beginning to end and not be confused. The infiltration methods of the wasteland demons are varied, but for thousands of years, the proportion of people in the wasteland removal team who have been recruited is indeed unusually low.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Wang Luo couldn't really praise the excellent quality of the wasteland removal team members.

Strictly speaking, no words can be spoken now.

The atmosphere seemed to be hanging by a thread, and the wasteland removal team members in front of him were really on the verge of a fight! Not opening fire immediately, and exterminating Wang Luo, who had the word "desolation" written on his face, on the spot, was already the result of multiple factors such as the pioneer endorsed by the Golden Deer Hall, the governor Han Guming's repeated attention... But only a little stimulation is needed, and they will never hesitate to explode. In fact, there is no need for any stimulation, as time goes by, it is inevitable to take action.

Once they take action, Wang Luo is not sure of winning in a head-on battle. Although he has been promoted to the Golden Core at this time, his actual combat ability is no less than that of the fully equipped Huanglong, but the two hundred fully armed wasteland removal teams holding various magic weapons and tightly forming a formation can hang up and beat most of the desolate demons at the level of transformation. Moreover, Wang Luo chose to use the wild poison in his pill, which was a trap for the Wilderness Extermination Team, which specialized in defeating all kinds of wild demons.

It can be said that the Wilderness Extermination Team was the enemy that Wang Luo least wanted to see at this time, and it was obviously not a coincidence that the most unfavorable enemy appeared here at the right time.

Han Guming... How reliable he was when he was a friend, how hateful he was when he was an enemy.

However, although the current situation was unfavorable, it was not completely unexpected.

As early as the moment when Wang Luo was sure to use the wild poison in his pill, he had expected that there would be a moment when he would be attacked by the Immortal Alliance... Although he extracted a very advanced concealment technique from Yan Fuxue, there has never been a concealment technique that can work forever in the history of the New Immortal Calendar for 1,200 years. It was only a matter of time before he was discovered, and once he was discovered, Wang Luo's relationship with the Immortal Alliance would inevitably face the risk of being cut off as it is now.

But Wang Luo had no choice. Even if he didn't consider the long-term future after the pill was formed, just considering the current situation, how could he deal with two deity-level wild demons without the strength of the golden pill? Even if Da Huang was severely injured by the magic weapon, what remained was the body of the Nascent Soul, and its combat power was almost no less than that of Huang Long at his peak. If Wang Luo had only the foundation-building cultivation, he would have been defeated and died by now.

Since he chose to use the wild poison in the pill, he would have to face the subsequent side effects. What he could do now was to choose a bad choice from countless bad choices as planned.

In other words, at least he couldn't just wait. No matter what he chose, it was better than not choosing, because Han Ying couldn't wait!

Han Ying's plan to go to the old house to use the insurance measures had been exposed, and Han Guming and Han Wu had set up an ambush in advance, and the situation was precarious.

No matter how strong Han Ying's original body was - in fact, she was not that strong, at this time she was just Han Ying. And the opponent was Han Guming.

According to Wang Luo's subjective evaluation, he would rather be an enemy of Han Ying, who was in the state of transformation, than Han Guming, who was in the state of Yuanying.

Unfortunately, there was still no choice in this matter...

However, just when Wang Luo was ready to kill, he heard a golden light suddenly blooming in the air. The light contained a holy breath that was hard to ignore and even harder to resist. The nerves of the wasteland clearing team members, who seemed to be ready to kill at any time, fell into confusion at the moment they saw the golden light.

In the golden light, a familiar face slowly emerged, with purple clothes and purple hair, and graceful demeanor. It was Mo Yu, the chief steward of the Jinlu Hall's Internal Affairs Department.

The moment they saw Mo Yu, even the most determined members of the wasteland clearing team were in a trance for a while and almost forgot the enemy in front of them.

"Mo, Lord Mo Yu?"

Although theoretically, the master of the Ministry of Internal Affairs does not have the authority to exercise long-arm jurisdiction over the outside world, every Zhuwang person also knows that the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is almost equivalent to half of the country's ruler, and at this time Mo Yu is using his privilege to intimidate the wasteland removal team of Rongcheng.

"Wang Luo is the secret weapon of the Lord of the Country, not a wasteland-removing creature. Immediately lift the siege on him!"

Mo Yu's tone was surprisingly heavy, and the rebuke and intimidation were obvious at a glance. Some young wasteland removal team members immediately shrank back in fear when they heard it. Although these warriors can rush towards any wasteland demon without hesitation, they cannot bear the majesty from their superior leader.

The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, whose status is even higher than the leaders of the ten departments and four divisions, is no different from a god in heaven for the wasteland removal team of the Rongcheng Garrison Corps.

But several captain-level soldiers said righteously: "Lord Mo Yu, this matter concerns Dinghuang, and we cannot make a decision based on your words alone... Even if you punish us by military law afterwards, we will still say the same thing!"

However, just as these captains were arguing with Mo Yu with a determination to die rather than surrender, Wang Luo had already grasped the flaw, and his figure disappeared from everyone's sight like a phantom.

Almost at the same time, countless sharp sword energy and precious light rushed from all directions like a tsunami, tearing the residual image of Wang Luo left in place without leaving a single piece of armor.

The next moment, the storm-like sword energy and precious light just broke through the gap between the crowd, shot into the distance, and then gradually dissipated... But there was no accidental injury to friendly forces throughout the whole process, showing the well-trained Rongcheng Wasteland Removal Team.

But it was too late. Wang Luo had already taken advantage of the momentary distraction of the core members of the wasteland clearing team to break away from the encirclement and rushed to Han Guming's old house in the north of Jianmu District at the fastest speed.

Han Ying was still holding on, and even had enough energy to summon Mo Yu for remote assistance, which solved Wang Luo's troubles!

The little guy who used to only know how to ask for biscuits has been with his senior sister for more than a thousand years, which is indeed impressive!