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Chapter six hundred and seventy seventh

Qi Wufei disappeared and emerged from a pool of spring water.

As the spiritual consciousness sees, the crypt where the sage is located is not far ahead.

The fierce battle was in full swing. He did not dare to spy too much with his spiritual sense, nor did he dare to look at the eyes of the sage. He took a deep breath, flew over, and then arrived in the underground river as wide as a lake.

At this time, more than a dozen small warships had been torn apart in the cave, and the wreckage was everywhere.

There were dozens of warships in the air emitting white light, intertwining them to form a light net. There were also many heavenly soldiers crawling out of the falling warships on the ground, each holding weapons, aiming at the wand, and cooperating with the light net in the air to launch an attack.

The strength of the army gradually emerged, completely different from the more than 100 people who formed formations in the valley before. They cooperated tacitly, had a neat lineup, and sacrificed individuals for the sake of the whole. Therefore, the strength they showed was very strong. In front of them, the 100-person formation formed by the practitioners was a mess.

As the warships poured into the crypt, the sky army gradually formed a stalemate with the sect.

Qi Wu flew in the water, and even though he was invisible, he did not dare to show up. One was afraid of being discovered, and the other was afraid of being affected by the combat magic power.

The sinking or floating warship wreckage can just help him hide and block the powerful mana that passes through it.

He was careful and slowly approached the sand dune in the middle.

There were many pebbles on the bottom of the water, and many things were scattered during this period. In addition to the wreckage of warships, there were also many magic weapons.

Qi Wufei had just observed that the magic weapons of the Tianjun soldiers were very unified, with only about three or four types of shapes. However, in addition to military-style weapons, there were some other magic weapons at the bottom of the water, and most of them were half buried in the underground mud.

It seems that many practitioners here must have been here earlier, and they were killed by this witch, and the magic weapon fell into the water.

"See the dragon in the field!"

Qi Wufei chanted the spell silently, and the color in front of him suddenly changed. The dark bottom of the water suddenly became colorful, and many treasures shone faintly.

Become rich!

This was his first thought.

Of course, he would not be so stupid as to pick things up all over the floor, as it would be easy to be discovered. However, with the ripples and the shaking of the warship wreckage, it is still OK to pick one or two things in stealth, which can be considered as warming up for picking the Nine Soul-Bundling Grass and Soul-Catching Heat for a while.

Since you can't pick up too much, you naturally have to pick up the most valuable ones.

Qi Wu flew away with the brightest light in his spiritual consciousness.

First of all, the closest thing to him was a bright demon pill that was about the size of a pebbles.

He immediately remembered the dragon who was scratched into noodles with one claw.

This is a seventh-grade dragon pill.

He approached carefully, and threw the demon pill into the space of his heart's mirror with lightning speed. Then he immediately used the water escape technique and quickly moved to the other end of the underground river, floating quietly at the bottom of the water without moving, to observe whether this action was discovered.

After a while, he was sure no one noticed him. He slowly advanced down the water again and walked towards another extremely bright light.

The thing was almost completely obscured in the mud and sand. From the perspective of his spiritual consciousness, it seemed to be a scimitar.

This thing is different from the demon pill just now. Because it is buried in the mud and sand, if it is taken out, it will inevitably cause changes in water flow and mud and sand within a small range. If it is suppressed with mana, it will overflow mana fluctuations. Therefore, you need to wait for the opportunity.

Qi Wufei was not in a hurry and quietly observed the movement above.

When a large wave of mana came, the water waves surged, and a sunken warship was pushed by the water waves.

He gently ignited the wreckage of the fast-moving warship, and passed by the scimitar, rolling up a large amount of mud and sand, which was also rolled out.

Qi Wufei threw it into the space of the mirror of my heart as soon as the scimitar was exposed and had not been swept away by the water.

Then he used the same trick again, fled to another place in the underground river, and quietly ambushed.

After waiting for a while, no one noticed him. The battle between Zi and Tianjun was still fierce, and two more warships fell into the water.

Qi Wufei felt that it was almost done and he couldn't be too greedy. The experiment had been done and time was tight, so it was time to do the job.

He quietly approached Shazhu.

However, when he got closer, he still picked up something - a five-color rope used by the plague messenger to tie up the scoops and later used by the scoops to play with.

Intuition told him that this is a good thing. With the caution of the plague messenger, he would have come alone, so he would have come prepared. If the plague messenger had not opened his eyes in advance and caused the plague messenger to fall into the illusion, he might have really tied up the plague messenger.

In the spiritual consciousness, the light it emits is also the brightest at the bottom of the river. From the perspective of color and brightness, it may not be worse than the magic whip.

Qi Wufei picked up the rope, and after packing it up, he quietly lurked in the water beside the sand.

The nine-branched soul-branched grass is not in one place, but is surrounded by the flower of Hell as the center, so it is not easy to collect it quietly and at one time.

And so many souls are attached to it, and many souls have been dispersed. It is even more difficult to find Ren Chunxiao and Pan Zimo in it.

The best way is to take away all the grass and souls, so he needs to wait for an opportunity.

The battle between the 未分类 and the Tianjun army continued, but it almost did not affect the flowers of Hell and the Nine Nether Soul Grass on the Shazhu.

Qi Wufei didn't understand why there was still no general in the Heavenly Army that appeared until now.

If it weren't for relying on the power of warships, these heavenly soldiers would not be the opponents of Wu Zi. If Wu Zi hadn't been distracted from protecting the flowers and plants on the sand turf, I'm afraid that these people would have already become the souls on the grass by this time.

At this moment, a virtual light shot down from the huge dome of the crypt, falling on the lord like a spotlight on the stage.

The monk showed a look of pain, and a roar, the whole mountain vibrated.

It jumped to the side, trying to escape from the illumination of the virtual light. But for some reason, it seemed like a space was formed within the aperture. No matter how it swung its limbs, flicked and jumped, it just couldn't get out.

Qi Wufei saw the virtual light, and his mind was inexplicably thunderous. The mirror of my heart trembled a little, and he actually had the urge to bring the virtual light in.

No one explained it to him, but he knew the origin of the virtual light.

...

Li Jing in the command cabin flipped the demon mirror with one hand, covering the wizard with a virtual light, and held up the pagoda with the other hand, and was about to throw it down to calm the demon when the mirror in his right hand kept trembling.

"Oops!"

Li Jing was shocked and hurriedly used the method to control the mirror.

Bian Zhuang next to him also saw something wrong and asked, "What's going on?"

Li Jing shook his head and said, "Someone must be there to do something!"

"Who is so bold?" Bian Zhuang looked at him, "Is it the tiger that came out?"

Li Jing sneered: "I hope so!"

After saying that, he put away the pagoda, pinched the gesture with one hand, recited the spell, flipped his wrist, and turned the mirror into the demon.

The false light suddenly expanded several times, illuminating the ground like a searchlight on a military fortress.

Sure enough, I saw a white shadow mixed with black marks, flashing by.

"Certainly!"

Li Jing shouted, but the demon mirror shook involuntarily. The virtual light could not hold the tiger demon, and the tiger shadow disappeared in a flash.

"Wait for me to catch it!"

Bian Zhuang said, then rushed forward and plunged into the holographic picture in front of him.

Lu Yan was shocked. The picture was just a signal from the warship in front through the special military information system, which was converted into a holographic image. But Bian Zhuang jumped like this and actually jumped in.

However, at this moment, the void on the dome of the crypt suddenly cracked, and a huge sleeve came in, and immediately rolled the slug into the cuff.

Bian Zhuang, who had just entered the crypt, shrank his head in fear, cursed, and plunged into the water.

The sleeves were rolled up and shrank back.

Only in people's spiritual consciousness, including Qi Wufei hiding in the water, and Li Jing and Lu Yan in the command cabin, heard a voice:

"This spiritual creature is good. I happened to take it back to help me see the ginseng fruit tree so that I won't be stolen from eating it in the future, hahahaha..."

The laughter gradually weakened, the void closed, without any trace.

The army above the Lion Camel Ridge did not react at all. With such a tight blockade, the military's surveillance system did not track the trace of the sleeve, no alarm sounded, and no invasion signals and abnormal mana fluctuations were detected.

The crypt is still the same crypt, the heavenly army is still there, but the zodiac is gone.

The ones missing from the sage are the flower of hell and the nine-branched soul grass.

"Commander..." Lu Yan shouted softly when she saw Li Jing holding the pagoda in a daze.

Li Jing locked his eyebrows deeply, slowly put away the unwillingness and anger in his eyes, and said with a calm face: "Retreat the troops!"
Chapter completed!
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