Immortal Space

  Chapter 530 Victory

  The scale armor of the Black Scaled Patriarch was not as hard as the Ziyan Scorpion King's carapace, but the pair of antlers on its head were extremely hard, and Wang Hong's flying sword could not hurt it at all for the time being.

   Besides, the black scale ancestor also breathed out a kind of black flame, which was also extremely powerful. Wang Hong could only block it with the leaf magic weapon, but the mana consumption was extremely fast.

  Wang Hong's Golden Crow Fire had been hidden all the time, and with the protection of the magic weapon of leaves, he found that the Molin Patriarch seemed unable to hurt him.

  He hoped that the fighting time could be longer, which would help him improve his combat experience in the Nascent Soul stage.

   Moreover, they were fighting in the air, and the battle below was still proceeding steadily according to the original plan.

   In the sneak attack on the Yaozu camp below, the Yaofu army and the foundation monks of the Dongzhou team launched the first round of attacks with arrows and short spears.

   Hit the Yaozu by surprise, causing chaos in the Yaozu camp.

  At the same time, all the golden core monks of the Dongzhou team were in ambush in the air. As long as a third-level monster appeared, ten people would come out and kill it in one fell swoop.

  In the chaotic monster camp, countless low-level monsters were frightened and rushed blindly.

  Being squeezed and trampled on each other, more monsters were killed or injured than those shot by the demon army.

  In the absence of effective organization, no amount is just cumbersome.

  Those high-level monsters wanted to organize them, but unfortunately, there was no chance for them to show up.

  With no chance to counterattack, and they don’t want to wait to die, they have no choice but to escape.

  So, the battle between Wang Hong and Molin Patriarch had not yet been decided, but the battle below had already been decided.

   Then all the third-tier monsters and a small number of second-tier monsters fled from various directions.

  When they escaped from the camp for fifty miles, they encountered the monks of the revival team who had already ambushed. The sudden ambush made most of the high-level monsters become trophies in the hands of the revival team.

  Before, the purpose of Fu Yao Army and Dongzhou Team was to disrupt the Yaozu camp and force these high-level monsters to escape from the camp.

   Then intercept and kill them at a place far away from the camp. In this way, the high-level monsters of the Yaozu can be separated from the low-level cannon fodder, making them lose their numerical advantage.

  If we only compare the number of Jindan cultivators and third-tier monsters, Wang Hong still has a great advantage.

   Only by forcing out these Tier 3 monsters can we make better use of our own advantages.

   In order to formulate this set of plans, Wang Hong also thought for a long time.

  If you insist on fighting in the camp, at the critical moment of life and death, maybe the Yaozu can organize to resist again, so the gain outweighs the loss.

   You must know that there are still about one million Yaozu. On Wang Hong's side, the combined number of all the people will not exceed 30,000.

  In the end, in this battle between 30,000 monks and one million monsters, the monks won!

  Although the battle between Wang Hong and Molin Patriarch has not yet been decided, this can no longer change the outcome of the entire battle.

  Even if Wang Hong loses to Patriarch Molin in the end, if he cooperates with more than 200 Golden Core cultivators under him, Patriarch Molin will not be able to do anything to them.

   During the battle, the Molin Patriarch found out that his descendants had been defeated, he was anxious, and secretly cursed his high-level monsters for their incompetence.

  Thinking that those who escaped first will be severely punished after the war, it doesn't know at this time that most of its subordinates who escaped can't go back, and Wang Hong has already helped it severely punish them.

  The more anxious the ancestor Molin was, the more likely he was to make mistakes in the battle. Wang Hong caught an opportunity, pierced a weak spot in his abdomen with a sword, flew out from the other side, and was pierced through.

  Because the ancestor of Molin couldn't break through the defense of the green leaves, and his monsters were defeated again, he felt resigned. Now he received another sword, and he was unwilling to fight for a long time.

  At that moment, it turned around and fled north, not even the little monsters who were suffering in the camp.

  Since learning the "Floating Light Escape Method", Wang Hong's escape speed has greatly increased. Seeing the ancestor Mo Lin running away, he quickly turned into a light and shadow and chased him from behind.

  The speed was a bit faster than that of Molin Patriarch, who was so frightened that Molin Patriarch threw a black stone backward.

  Wang Hong sensed a dangerous aura from this black stone, and sent his flying sword to strike the black stone.

   A loud noise of "Boom!" also sent Wang Hong's flying sword flying.

  Wang Hong's figure was still affected, and he was shaken back more than a foot.

  At this time, the ancestor of Molin still hadn't escaped from his sight, Wang Hong continued to speed up to chase.

  When the distance got closer again, the two flying swords quickly formed a Liangyi sword array, and the two yin and yang fishes swam with each other, and then shot two pillars of light, one green and one red, towards the Molin ancestor in front.

  The Molin Patriarch, who was crazily running away, suddenly felt a great danger approaching, and then felt a pain in his hind leg.

   The hard scales on the hind legs were rapidly disappearing after being hit by two beams of light, and then the flesh and blood under the scales disappeared.

  Ancestor Molin only felt a chill rise in his heart, and he could feel that it was an irresistible force.

  In desperation, it spurted a stream of blood essence from its mouth, and then used the blood essence as a guide to form mysterious runes in the air.

  Ancestor Molin crashed headlong into the rune, a red light flashed, and Patriarch Molin disappeared into the air out of thin air, leaving only a faint red mist of blood.

   A gust of wind blew past, and the blood mist in the air was also blown away, leaving no traces.

  Wang Hongfei went to the place where the ancestor Mo Lin disappeared, and searched for several times, but still found nothing, so he had to give up.

  He has never seen such a miraculous means of escape. If he has a chance in the future, he must try to get this secret method.

  At this time, the battles in various places are not over yet, and the action to encircle and suppress the third-tier monsters is still going on.

  For the low-level monsters in the chaotic monster camp, now it is only necessary to disperse them.

  These low-level monsters have low spiritual intelligence, and most of them will not return to the territory of the northern Black Scale Clan, but will take root and survive on the spot.

  In the future, these monsters will be the training resources for warriors to be promoted in the future, and now they can be regarded as stocking in advance.

  At this time, Hu Jian, Luo Zhongjie and several team leaders flew towards Wang Hong.

   "Boss, the low-level monsters have been dispelled, what should I do next? Please give me instructions!"

  Wang Hong thought for a moment and replied: "Hu Jian led the demon-subduing army back to Qingxu City to garrison, and Luo Zhongjie led the Dongzhou team to garrison in place."

  Luo Zhongjie hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Boss, don't we take this opportunity to go directly to the north and destroy the Molin clan?"

  In his view, taking advantage of this great victory, the Black Scale Clan is weak internally, and they can just take it down in one fell swoop.

   "No! If we destroy the Black Scaled Clan now, what do you think the surrounding monsters will think? I'm afraid it will be regarded as a serious problem."

  Luo Zhongjie thought for a while, "This subordinate understands!"

  As for the Molin ancestor who fled back, Wang Hong has no intention of chasing it to its lair to exterminate it. After this battle, the Molin tribe in the north can no longer pose a danger to him.

   On the contrary, if he takes down the territory of the Black Scale Tribe now, first of all, he doesn't have enough manpower to occupy it.

  Secondly, he is now in the sphere of influence of the Yaozu after all, and any action he makes will cause the Yaozu to rebound.

  His movement is small, the rebound caused by it is small, and his movement is large, and the rebound of the monster clan is large.

  Now in the eyes of Yaozu, they are nothing more than scabies, existences that can be easily wiped out.

  So, in the eyes of the Yaozu, only this piece of land and the resources on the site are not worth all the Yaozu's going to war.

  Once he and his group of human monks were too arrogant, they would attack and plunder the monster clan's territory, massacring the city and exterminating the clan.

  Then they will become a huge danger in the eyes of all the monsters, and it is not impossible to even join forces to kill them again.

   Therefore, Wang Hong feels that the most important thing for him now is a stable development time, and land grabbing is only secondary.

  He now owns the huge territory of the original Qinghu clan, and the large population on the territory, which is enough for him to operate for a long time.

  His top priority now is to digest all the previously occupied spiritual land, population, and resources, and transform them into real power.

  Facing the two big demon clans this time is really too difficult. In both games, they can only try their best to avoid the truth and rely on strategy to win.

  In fact, this is a matter of insufficient strength and there is still a lot of risk of failure.

  Luo Zhongjie and Hu Jian took the order to leave, each to carry out their own orders.

  Wang Hongfei looked around again, and found nothing wrong, so he went back to Qingxu City, leaving these chores to his subordinates.

  The news of the defeat of both the Ziyan Scorpion King and the Molin clan quickly spread to the hands of the major monster clans.

  Some scolded Molin Patriarch and Molin Patriarch for their incompetence, some expressed shock and surprise, and some mourned for the two Patriarchs.

  Of course, the most of them should be gloating, and sometimes they can’t surpass others, but it’s also very happy to see the other party’s misfortune.

  The Yaohou clan who live in the south of the Qingxu Mountains feel very lucky. Fortunately, the ancestors of the Yaohou clan had the foresight to save them from the disaster of swords and soldiers.

  At this time, in the cave of the ancestor of the Yaohou clan, the ancestor of the Yaohou clan sat on the head, with two slender ears erected high.

   "Old Ancestor, the Purple Flame Scorpion King and the Black Scale Clan have already been defeated. Can we take advantage of this opportunity and send troops to occupy the Qingxu Mountain Range?"

   "Do you think it is suitable for us to send troops now? Even if we send troops now, do you think we can take advantage?"

  Yaohou Patriarch was noncommittal, but asked instead.

   This third-tier monster secretly said, it's coming again, and it's going to test me again.

  The most difficult part of this kind of test is not to know the correct result, but to guess the answer that the ancestor has already prepared in his heart.

   Only when the answer matches the result in the ancestor's mind can it be considered the correct answer.

   This monster is also amazing. Based on the tone, demeanor and other information of the ancestor just now, he guessed it was close to ten.

   "The disciple thought that they could not send troops now. Although the Qingxushan human race defeated the two monster races, according to the information, their strength loss is not much.

  Our clan is no stronger than the Purple Flame Scorpion King and the Black Scaled Clan, so if we rush forward now, we may not be able to take advantage of it. "

   "Not bad! It seems that I did not train you in vain." Yaohou Patriarch nodded in satisfaction.