Drunk Immortal Gourd

Before the Spirit Race monks had time to prepare, they suddenly saw clouds of black mist rising from the Demon Race camp, quickly spreading around, and soon shrouding the Demon Race camp, and tending to spread towards this side. At the same time, there were subtle rustling sounds in the black fog.

It was obvious that the people in the demon camp had already started to take action. Holy Lord Wumeng released his spiritual thoughts to see what was hidden in the black mist, but found that his spiritual thoughts could not penetrate the black fog at all. The fog and the spiritual thoughts of the combined monks can block it. It seems that the opponent's strength is not low.

Not only Wumeng Shengjun, but others also discovered this. Heima Shengjun said: "City Lord, this black mist can even block our spiritual consciousness. I'm afraid the other party has a lot of background. What should we do?"

Holy Lord Wumeng frowned and said: "The demon army disappeared in the camp and may reappear from here at any time. If this camp is not removed, the spirit army will not be able to march towards Qianji City, so regardless of the demon army Whatever is in the tribe’s camp, we must go in and try.”

This black mist can shield the spiritual thoughts of the combined monks. It is obviously useless for the monks to enter. Wangri Saint Lord looked at several other combined monks. Wumeng Saint Lord is the lord of the city. Black Ma Saint Lord has He was injured, Saint Qianya was a guest, and Saint Lord Guanchen's cultivation level was a little low. After counting, it seemed that he was the most suitable for this task, so he said, "I'd better bring someone in."

After saying that, Holy Lord Wangri casually ordered five Void Refining monks and led them into the black mist. This black mist can obscure the consciousness of the combined monks. People outside do not know what is inside. I don’t even know what people who go in will experience, so I can only wait patiently outside.

About half an hour later, four figures escaped from the black mist. Apart from looking a little embarrassed, Holy Lord Wangri was not seriously injured. The three Void Refining monks all had injuries on their bodies and faces. I was slightly panicked and didn't know what I was going through inside. I remembered that there were five Void Refining cultivators who had gone in before, but only three were left when they came out. Those two were obviously in danger.

Seeing this situation, Holy Lord Wumeng couldn't help but his face darkened, and said: "Sage Wangri, what is going on inside? How many enemies are hidden there? How come you are not even your opponent?"

Wangri Shengjun looked ashamed and said: "Although the enemies are all hiding in the dark, according to my judgment, there will be no more than six demon monks inside, and there should be only one fusion monk, but they are all hiding in the dark. Occupying the geographical advantage, and using various demonic insects to attack from time to time, it was impossible to guard against it. Not long after entering, two Void Refining monks were poisoned by their poisonous hands. If I hadn't tried my best to protect the remaining three, the five Void Refining monks would have been killed. I'm afraid none of the monks will come back."

Wangri Shengjun is a third-level integrated monk. If he were outside, he would be able to retreat calmly even if he was defeated by the demons. He would definitely not be in such a panic. The main reason was that he was not familiar with the environment inside, and the black mist blocked his spiritual thoughts. , I don’t know what kind of demonic insects the other party has, so it is easy to suffer losses.

Qianya Shengjun sighed: "I didn't expect that the demons would set up such a difficult problem for us before leaving. The fusion monk who is good at using insects is hiding in the dark. If one person goes in, he will definitely suffer a loss, and two of them may not be able to win." If we want a quick victory, it is estimated that at least three fusion monks will be needed.”

Holy Lord Guanchen called for battle: "In that case, then Holy Lord Wangri, Holy Lord Qianya, I, and we will go in and work together to defeat the fused monk of the Insect Demon Clan in one fell swoop."

Holy Lord Wumeng shook his head and said: "What I am worried about is not this problem, but the plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. It is impossible for the demons to set up this trap just to disgust us. There must be a deeper plan. If all of us combined monks enter If you fall into the black mist and are held back by the people inside, the demons are likely to sneak attack on the remaining low-level monks, and then the losses will be heavy."

Holy Lord Heima nodded and said: "The city lord should consider everything comprehensively. What should we do next?"

Holy Lord Wumeng said: "The black fog is about to break through, and the low-level monks cannot ignore it. Therefore, my opinion is that I will personally lead the team to break through the black fog. Holy Lord Wangri and Holy Lord Qianya will join me to fight quickly." , Holy Lord Heima and Lord Guanchen were left to take care of the low-level monks. The demon clan has a formation, and I also have one here. It is called the Ten Thousand Spirits Controlling Turtle Formation. Tens of thousands of monks input their true energy at the same time, and their defense power is comparable to that of a perfect body. The spirit turtle can withstand the bombardment of the demon army for three hours, which is enough to last until the three of us come back."

The defense of the spirit turtle is strong. The shell of the perfect spirit turtle is difficult for ordinary monks to break through. Low-level monks can only break through it by relying on large numbers of people and continuous bombardment. This Ten Thousand Spirits Controlling Turtle Formation is really powerful. . However, the three high-end combat forces of the Spirit Tribe have all entered the black mist. Only the injured Heima Shengjun and the weakest Guanchen Shengjun are left outside. They are not afraid of ten thousand but just in case. If something unexpected happens, The two of them alone can't stop the demon clan's fusion monks.

"City Lord, is it too risky to do this?" Saint Lord Heima asked.

Holy Lord Wumeng said: "This approach is indeed risky, but it is also the best way at present, unless we give up pulling out this demon camp and retreat to the previous camp."

"If we return to the previous camp, this operation will be considered a failure. The morale accumulated through a great victory will be all lost." Wangri Shengjun said.

Sage Wu Meng said: "Yes, morale can only be boosted and not deflated. We cannot retreat and must destroy the camp of the demon clan. In fact, this matter still has some chance of winning. If there is only one combined cultivator in the black fog, he can't stop the thundering means of the three of us at all, and he will come out to help soon. You just need to stick to the formation, and then you can cooperate inside and outside, and maybe you can kill a few demons."

According to this, this is indeed the best way. Only when Saint Wu Meng goes can the battle be resolved quickly. If you send a weaker one, the delay will be longer, and problems will be more likely to occur.

After the agreement was reached, the spirit clan army took the initiative to retreat dozens of miles, and chose a good position. Saint Wu Meng led everyone to set up the formation. This temporary formation relied on the true essence provided by the cultivators, so it was very simple to set up. Everyone worked together and it took only one hour to set it up.

After the formation was opened, spiritual lines appeared in the air, intertwined together, like a tortoise shell. Saint Wu Meng had no worries and took the lead to rush into the black fog of the demon clan camp.

Time passed by little by little. After half an hour, everything was normal around them. No demons appeared. Everyone was puzzled. Could it be that Wumeng Saint Lord's guess was wrong? Did the demons do this not to lure the tiger away from the mountain, but just to disgust them?