These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 106: Battle! (Additional chapter for the bald leader of Sannan)
"This force is too terrifying, we can't stop it"

"In our village, even the pure-blooded dragon head disappeared, and the entire dragon was reduced to stitching, and its strength dropped sharply."

Afterwards, the demon cultivators also suffered heavy losses.

There are only three tomb ancestors in the Sanyuan realm left. One of the Sanyuan realm cultivators has also died and has been seriously injured for more than a hundred years and has not fully recovered yet.

They all died in the internal strife that Ning Zheng cursed every day a while ago.

The past events are really wonderful.

Ning Zheng also knew the general reason.

It turns out that Ning Jiao Jiao was born under such circumstances.

However, the previous demon cultivators could bear this loss.

There are only three ancestors left to guard the entire mine. This is the foundation for a long-term business and it is actually not a loss.

Even among the more than 30,000 ancestors in the neighboring Pingchang City, most of them are in the Four Organs Realm, and there are very few in the Three Yuan Realm.

They were also on guard against each other, and it was even more impossible for them to pull out their ancestors and attack collectively in the mountains.

Who dares to have an empty nest?

Furthermore, even if someone doesn’t take the opportunity to attack you from behind.

If anything happens to your ancestor who went out to fight, and he cannot come back to suppress the family, your entire family will be wiped out and removed from the list in Pingchang City!

Therefore, the noble families in the city will not use their ancestors. The tombs are more for defense, and they are the living Three Yuan great monks who will attack personally.

But obviously, the losses were heavy.

Ning Zheng thought of this and fell into a long silence.

As this middle-aged scholar narrated, the history of the entire village and the magic practice going back a hundred years slowly unfolded.

He stood up and said goodbye to him directly.

Li Youzhu said calmly:

"I'm also going to contact other people in the village. Don't come tomorrow."

"If you hear of a fight, head outside. This is not something you can interfere with."

Li Youzhu believed that the other party was smart enough.

The fact that the slaves were able to escape from the mountains proved this.

Ning Zheng finally said goodbye to the other party, took out some magic money, and asked Su Yu Niang to send the other party a large amount of river monster meat. Only with meat to fill the other party can he maintain the best condition.

Su Yu Niang also received a lot of information and hurried back to the mountain.

Ning Zheng returned to her house, feeling an inexplicable sense of powerlessness.

I am still too weak.

In that war, my influence was too small.

Only four days have passed, 6000, plus tomorrow it will be 7500 points.

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have needed so much luck points.

But how would he know?
Improving your cultivation is also a way to avoid crisis.

call.

Need to add some.

Don't waste it, take a chance on your luck.

Ning Zheng's consciousness sank into the depths: "I want the best way to increase the chances of winning tomorrow."

[Luck value-6000]

Ning Zheng's brain was very fortunate to have entered a state of "enlightenment" that is rare for a cultivator. All kinds of thoughts collided in her mind, and all kinds of new thoughts and concepts exploded in her head.

A completely new magical power slowly appeared in Ning Zheng's mind.

"Shadow Grass Army"

"The mental weakness toxin can be added to the shadow wine and rice monk through the shadow link."

A message clearly flashed in Ning Zheng's mind.

Originally, Ning Zheng was a little reluctant because she didn't have the skills and system to match her spiritual roots.

Although this spell can be enlightened through "good luck" and the unity of man and nature, this money is enough to reach a higher level by myself.

But when Ning Zheng saw this message, she was stunned.

There is a little story behind this extension spell.

You can use the hands of other people to exert the power of your own clone.

It is a very effective group fighting skill. Of course, it has something in common with most group fighting abilities of this type:
Very mana-consuming!

After all, the essence is still to expend their own mana and use their own hands as a medium to launch attacks.

But you are safe!

They were not afraid of death and rushed forward to shoot arrows.

There is no need to hide everywhere and attack secretly.

“It allows me to make a difference.”

Ning Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, "This is not the Crow King. I personally don't dare to go up. Even shooting an arrow from the dark can easily kill me."

Ning Zheng thought about it and went straight up the mountain to communicate with the blacksmiths.

The old steward said: "Our owner was scheduled to come out of seclusion in a month, but now an emergency has occurred, so he can only lend you his power to deal with it. This power can only be used by people in Shadow Wine and Rice." Before.

Su Yu's mother had already told them everything.

They were very surprised: it turns out that this is the world view background of our villa and the villages below.

Many of them were so moved that they burst into tears, and their tear points were very low.

I was deeply touched by the stories of the scholar and the fish girl, and the dragon and the villagers.

They discussed it for a while, and patted their chests to make a promise:

"For the assault on the Villa Patriarch, we have come up with an interesting solution."

The next morning.

Li Youzhu closed the bookstore, carefully placed the key under the flowerpot at the door, and looked at some villagers in front of him, "Let's go."

"Go, rush out!"

"Walk."

A group of villagers from Jiaojiazhai walked out in a mighty procession.

After a while, they passed through several alleys, entered the woods, and soon arrived in front of a mansion.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it.

A ray of light flashed and slammed heavily on the Ninth Ancestor's residence, quickly lighting up a protective shield.

Jiu Zu's dull voice came from inside the house:

"Life and death, changes, sinking and rebirth, have made me know who I am and have helped me develop a heart that understands me. You came at the right time."

boom!
A towering mass of flesh and blood suddenly pushed the door open.

The howling wind blew away the sand and rocks on the ground and rushed towards Li Youzhu and others in the distance.

Pingzu is a faceless man with a smooth white skin covering his entire face. He holds a bottle in his hand, which is constantly bubbling with blood and flesh gushing out, turning him into a puppet.

"Blood separation."

Li Youzhu's expression gradually became serious. "Use your magic power to protect your limbs and internal organs. Be careful that he will separate our flesh and blood."

"He is a flesh puppet."

boom!
“It has really started.”

Jiao Chiwan stared at the sky, full of joy: "Even if they didn't escape that year, they would gather together, maintain the logic they had before they died, and continue to escape. This is to complete the escape journey that was not completed that year. It didn't succeed that year, but now it continues again!"

Jiao Wuyu remained silent and called Jiao Chiwan, the leader of the younger generation, "You stay here to provide support, the two of us will go in and finish the battle quickly!"

Others hesitated to speak.

Because their Jiao family no longer has any outstanding figures.

It is meaningless for the weak to go in and provide support.

Jiao Wuyu entered quietly and quickly passed through the mountains and forests. "He is really taking action."

She still had something to say.

Li Youzhu was only 56 years old when he died, but he had already entered the Sanyuan realm. He can be said to be a brilliant man.

If he had not died that year, a hundred years later, the entire Pyeongchang City would have surrendered.

It was because of his evil genius that he was able to miraculously turn the desperate situation around, set an ambush on the dragon's head, plot against the village elders, and take her to possess the dragon's body and survive.

Like the Ninth Ancestor of the Demon Cultivator, he was also in a semi-awakening state.

Semi-awakening can only be achieved by those who are amazing enough, have a high level of understanding, and have a deep obsession. After death, the three flowers will bloom again and one will know that I am no longer myself.

This battle is not just about saving lives.

It is even possible to bring him back to life completely. Between life and death, it is also an opportunity.

Roar!
With a roar, she suddenly turned into a hornless, stitched black dragon, as funny and weird as a child sewing cloth, and swooped down.

He grabbed the tall flesh puppet controlled by the Nine Ancestors and held it down, "Go!"

"The remnants of the Jiao family, come and go as you please?"

Jiu Zu looked ferocious, "I was wondering how you, a bunch of rubbish, had the guts to attack us. Just stay here."

One after another, terrifying monsters walked out of the house.

Dark red blood surged out, and two even more terrifying figures appeared.

Looking at the cold and stiff familiar face of the corpse, everyone present turned pale.

The two puppets in front of him were the two Three Yuan Realm cultivators who died in Jiaojiazhai and Mo Xiu back then. They were refined into puppets alive.

Originally, in their eyes, the strength of the three ancestors was not much different, but this evil ancestor who made flesh and blood puppets got the corpse and became even more powerful.

"Everyone, stay here."

A scattered laugh came from the Ninth Ancestor:
"As expected of a world that relies on spiritual roots and race bloodlines, this little miscellaneous dragon in the Five Body Realm has a combat power comparable to that of the Three Element Realm. It will be very useful to keep him as a puppet."

Jiao Wuyu's face turned livid.

But we came here on a whim, and now that the sun is setting, we can’t wait any longer.

The idea of two people dying together was something she had considered from the very beginning.

She looked into the distance and asked Jiao Chiwan to pick up the brother and sister, at least they escaped.

(End of this chapter)