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Chapter 333: The Perfect Plan, Earthly Immortal Realm

The content in these eyes was very empty, the pupils were slightly dilated, and there was no emotion conveyed outwardly.

Seeing this, the Great Elder actually breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that this was because the two souls had begun to merge in this body.

It will take some time for this process to complete.

The remaining time.

The Great Elder did not intend to waste it, he planned to make some other preparations.

He pulled a bottle of glitter dust from a nearby cabinet.

Pour the dust into the bonfire in the middle of the room and chant a spell silently.

boom!
The flames shot up to a height of more than five meters, and the shadows cast in the entire room swayed back and forth. A middle-aged demon with a burly figure, a dignified face, and dark purple skin appeared in front of the elder.

He was wearing a neat black military uniform, a wide-brimmed hat on his head, and his shoulders were extremely broad.

The whole person stood there.

From a distance, it feels like an indestructible wall.

The oncoming feeling of oppression was as real as a substance and extremely strong.

This man's name was Simmons. He was the commander of the Moon Shadow-class Ark battleship, and it was he who gave the order to fire and evacuate.

In this action.

Simmons' command authority is even higher than that of the Great Elder.

The Great Elder first gave a brief report on a series of recent events.

Then he continued to talk about his general plan for the future, "Oris was seriously injured, and the opening time of the Dragon Tomb was advanced. I am afraid that he will not be able to exert the full power of the former King of Light."

The Great Elder said, "To be on the safe side, I plan to eliminate some possible threats in advance."

"At the very least, we will ensure that they cannot interfere with our subsequent plans."

Simmons frowned, "Potential threat."

"To be precise, it's the one we met before." The Great Elder replied.

"Being able to withstand the bombardment of the Ark battleship's main guns and being injured but not killed is indeed a problem." Simmons nodded, approving the plan of the Great Elder.

"What are you going to do?"

Simmons said, "The enemy has already suffered a loss at our hands once, and is on guard. Even if we call in the Moon Shadow battleship again, I'm afraid it won't work as well as it did last time. Although the Ark battleship still has some trump cards, it's not the time to use them yet."

The Great Elder replied, “I saw some time ago that in Longyuan there are remnants of formations and rituals used to deal with giant dragons.

Although many years have passed, coupled with past wars.

These formations are badly damaged, but after some repairs, they can still exert some of their former power."

"That's a good idea," Simmons said, "but how do you attract him?"

The elder stretched out his arm and rolled up his sleeves. Black veins crisscrossed on it, dotted with a series of dark red tumors like grapes. The elder's arm was as thin as a branch, but these tumors were bright red and huge.

It keeps wriggling up and down, as if it has its own life.

It looks creepy.

"What is this?" Simmons narrowed his eyes.

"I don't know." The Great Elder shook his head, "But I guess it must be some kind of mark he left on me."

"Once I step away from the secret ritual, he will notice."

"This monster!" Simmons' face flashed with murderous intent and he cursed viciously.

"When dealing with an enemy, any cruel means are never too much." The Great Elder soothed him and continued, "He is using this mark to track me, so I can also use the same trick against him and lure him into the trap we have set."

"Will he come?" Simmons wondered.

The Great Elder said with certainty, "He will come. In a sense, his personality is very similar to Oris. He grew up smoothly, and he is ruthless to his enemies and kills them all. The only difference is that he is a real monster, and his strength and talent are far more terrifying than Oris."

Simmons looked at the elder's calm eyes and sighed softly, "Do we need to do this?"

He also saw Su Heng take action from afar.

Moreover, the remaining array patterns on Longyuan had been destroyed several times, and had been weathered for thousands of years. Even if some of the power was still there, it would not be easy to restart it. Even if the great elder had amazing attainments in this area, it would still be extremely difficult.

After a brief thought, he realized that the Great Elder's action this time was completely disregarding his own life.

The Great Elder lowered his arms again, and his long black sleeves covered the long cluster of tumors growing on them.

"This is a necessary sacrifice for the continuation of the tribe."

He said, "Over the past many years, in order to return to my homeland, I have sacrificed many people. Some of them did it voluntarily, and some were completely unaware, such as Oris..."

As he said this, he glanced at the stone bed.

Oris is a very powerful person in the tribe, and even the great elder has to be tolerant sometimes.

He thought he was the hope for the continuation of the tribe. Although this idea was good, it actually had other uses.

If Oris knew the truth.

I'm afraid I won't work so hard on myself like I did in the past.

Even though he had some tenderness and reluctance in his heart at the beginning, after executing these plans for so many years, the elder's heart had already become as hard as stone. After thinking about the context of the matter, he just said calmly, "Now is the time for me to make a sacrifice." Simmons had worked with the elder for many years and knew his character.

At this time, he did not persuade him anymore, but just nodded and said, "I can transfer another group of elite soldiers to you. If you have any other needs, I will try my best to meet them."

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Whenever troubled times are about to come, there will always be heroes who can stir up the storm.

These people practice very quickly, and are accompanied by various adventures, so they can often turn danger into safety.

Such people are sometimes called "sons of luck".

Su Heng didn't know whether Solban was a son of luck or not, but this guy did have some luck.

"According to the information collected earlier, we headed to the ancient battlefield. We found two groups of people fighting and robbing each other. The scene was so shocking that it almost made people's brains turn into dog brains."

"I sneaked in, grabbed the things in the innermost part and ran away."

"Two groups of people chased me for half of Longyuan, and I finally managed to escape by hiding in the belly of a hippopotamus monster."

"hiss……"

Solban had a look of excitement and delight on his face.

He smacked his lips for a while before he came back to his senses from his memory.

"This is for you." Solban took out a rusty iron box from his arms, put it on the ground, and pushed it towards Su Heng.

Su Heng remained cross-legged, holding the box in his hands.

Click!

The lid is not fully opened.

A blood-red light burst out from the crack.

Inside the box was a piece of Fallen Dragon Breath about the size of an egg. Judging from its quality, it was slightly better than the one Shang Mengting had given her before.

"I'm sorry to bother you this time, but next time you encounter something like this, you should ensure your own safety first."

Su Heng looked at the Fallen Dragon Breath in his hand, and then looked at Solban who was in a miserable state in front of him.

I felt a little emotional for a moment.

Although there were some lackeys in the past, they could only handle trivial matters.

Or like Li Hongxiu, carry it with you as a pendant to serve as a facade.

Solban is the first person in history who can do practical work seriously. He is capable and motivated, and he takes the initiative to rush forward when encountering problems. Which boss would not like such a subordinate?
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning." Solban seemed very open-minded. He explained, "If it doesn't work, tell me your name. These two gangs are big and powerful. And you are in the limelight now, they dare not act rashly on such a matter."

"...Yeah, that makes sense." Su Heng nodded, "Thank you for your hard work though."

Just from the effect of spiritual practice.

Fallen Dragon Breath is three times better than high-quality source essence.

The value of this kind of thing can be imagined. Even if you don't intend to rob the remains of the real dragon, this thing is extremely precious.

Such a small piece of fallen dragon breath, in the hands of some powerful forces, may be a powerful person in the earthly immortal realm. No matter where it is placed, the earthly immortal is the backbone of a force.

Su Heng grabbed it and refined it in an instant.

After absorbing a large amount of source essence over the past period of time, he was only one step away from a breakthrough.

With this Fallen Dragon Breath, it was only natural for Su Heng to practice the Sword Forging Technique to the tenth level.

His eyes were slightly closed and his hands were clasped.

The extremely rich black energy from his body spread outward, and the sound of clanging swords came from it.

Pitch-black sword lights shot out, spun in the air, and then returned to Su Heng's body.

call!
A long breath.

Su Heng opened his eyes, and all the strange phenomena on his body disappeared.

He stretched out his five fingers and clenched them, feeling the power he now possessed.

All the strength and mental power in the body are highly integrated. Next, the mental power is integrated into the body to gain a certain degree of immortality.

This process can sometimes last for quite a long time.

And the practitioners in this field.

The body has immortality, and some important parts can be restored even if they are damaged.

But immortality is not complete and cannot cover the whole body. Just like the Golden Bell Cover has its own weak points, these people also have their own dead points that cannot be healed. Strictly speaking, practitioners at this level can be called half-step earth immortals.

But in fact, only a warrior himself knows his true realm.

So there is nothing wrong with calling myself an earth immortal, it’s just that there is more water in my body.

People like Zengguang Buddha whom Su Heng met in Zunfa Temple and Zhao Zhuang, the merchant whom Su Heng met in Longyuan, are all in this area.

(End of this chapter)