Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 249: The great formation of mages!

But at this time the ban was opened, which was obviously inconsistent with the original plan. Perhaps new circumstances had arisen.

The tall and thin mage hesitated and spoke slowly:

"We don't know yet. Let's investigate more carefully when we get closer."

The woman on the giant beast heard what the two said, but her expression did not change. She remained expressionless and silent.

The army of mages then continued to move forward.

Under the stern rebuke from the tall and thin mage, all the mages became more alert and moved forward cautiously.

There were no abnormal situations during the rest of the short journey.

Soon, the magicians successfully arrived at the high altitude where they were yesterday.

However, when seeing the scene below, all the mages could not hide their inner shock and became agitated involuntarily.

The vast sea of ​​fog, which was supposed to be boundless and filled with green mist, has now disappeared without a trace.

The peak of Huanglong Mountain is clearly presented before our eyes, and the once exquisite pavilions on the top of the mountain now present a heart-wrenching picture.

These buildings have turned black and charred, with wisps of smoke rising.

The whole scene looked particularly desolate, as if it had just been ravaged by a fire.

The huge mountain top was silent, as if all life had disappeared, giving people a feeling of desolation.

The army of mages quickly split into two groups.

The young woman rode the giant beast slowly forward, and the other mages looked at the graceful figure on the back of the beast with respect.

The commotion just now gradually subsided.

Ku Yao and the other man followed the woman closely.

The woman stared at the devastated scene in front of her, her bright eyes moved slightly, and she remained silent for a while.

Then, she gently brushed her hair off her shoulders, a sneer slowly forming at the corner of her mouth.

Although the thick fog has dissipated, the restrictions ahead still block our spiritual awareness, making it impossible for us to carefully investigate the situation inside.

The tall and thin mage showed a look of surprise and expressed his concern.

Ku Yao also agreed, pointing out that what we saw now might just be an illusion, because if the other party had really succeeded, they should have contacted us.

The woman asked in a cold tone, wondering if she could only wait here.

The tall and thin French responded, emphasizing the need to proceed with caution, and he speculated that the other party might have only completed part of the plan.

He then fled after being discovered, or other monks abandoned the place and evacuated.

The woman in green shirt calmly analyzed:

"There is no point in making groundless guesses. Based on that person's skills, if he is caught off guard, we should have a 70% to 80% chance of winning."

"However, we cannot rule out the worst-case scenario, that he may have been eliminated or captured, or that this may just be a trap."

Ku Yao was puzzled: "What does Master Le mean?"

The woman in green replied: "Whether there is a trap or not, our goal is to break it. Just act according to the original plan."

"Even if there are casualties, it will reveal the enemy's strengths and weaknesses, and it is worth the price. Right now, what we lack most is time."

"According to the latest intelligence, other forces in the Tiannan region are gathering reinforcements. It will only take two or three months to reinforce the Nine Nations Alliance."

"We must clear all the cultivator formations leading to Tiantian City within a month to gain the upper hand."

"If we allow them to join forces with the reinforcements, we will suffer a heavy loss even if we can still win."

After hearing this, the tall and thin monk agreed to the decision after a little hesitation: "Everything should be done according to Master Le's instructions."

Ku Yao didn't care about the life or death of the low-level mages, nor did he express any objection.

The woman surnamed Le nodded slightly and whispered a few words, and then nearly a hundred mages wearing the same clothes were quickly separated from the army of monks.

Led by a Jindan cultivator, these mages slowly headed towards the top of Huanglong Peak.

They gradually disappeared to the place where the sea of ​​fog was originally, and did not encounter any abnormal situation.

Afterwards, these more than one hundred magicians, each holding a magic weapon, boldly flew to the top of the mountain. They had a smooth journey and nothing happened after reaching the top.

The tall and thin mage breathed a sigh of relief and suggested with a happy look on his face:
"It looks like this place has really been abandoned. We can have others come in and search it. They left in a hurry and may have left behind a lot of good stuff."

But the woman in green responded calmly: "Don't rush, let's wait and see."

The tall and thin monk was stunned after hearing this and said nothing more.

At the same time, the hundred or so mages had begun searching through the half-burned buildings and pavilions, occasionally discovering some spiritual stones, materials and other precious items.

They happily took these treasures as their own and put them into their storage bags.

The army of mage soldiers of the Mulan tribe is composed of many small tribes. In the war, except for public materials such as warehouses and mines, the rest of the spoils belong to individuals.

Seeing this, the army of magicians outside became agitated.

This opportunity to obtain a large amount of loot without fighting is rare, and naturally aroused strong interest from others.

It remains unknown how many precious items are hidden in such a huge complex.

"Master Le, look..."

The tall and thin mage and Ku Yao could no longer sit still and finally spoke.

Most of their members in the ranks of the mages came from their respective tribes.

Due to the lack of cultivation resources in Mulan Grassland, they were unwilling to miss such an opportunity.

The first one hundred mages came from a small, weaker tribe, and for them, they had already gained a lot.

The woman in green had a calm expression, as if she didn't hear what the two said, but her beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, appearing a little dazed.

Ku Yao and the other person looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and decided not to continue discussing this topic.

After a period of time, more than a hundred monks finally climbed over one-third of the mountain top.

At this time, a woman gave an order:

"You two will each send a hundred people to join the team and destroy the restrictions in the mountain at the same time."

"I will not let anyone else enter before I have fully explored this mountain with my divine sense."

"Yes, Master Le said everything."

The two men responded and hurriedly conveyed the order to the trusted disciples of their respective tribes.

Then, another two hundred mages joined the treasure hunt.

They began to search like wolves.

Not long after, the voice of the old man surnamed Ma sounded quietly somewhere in Huanglong Mountain:

"It seems that these are the only ones left. My mana is no longer sufficient. Activate the restriction."

Then, the bald-browed man also sighed: "Ah! What a pity. No great master of the Mulan people fell into our trap."

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar that gradually grew louder resounded across the mountain, and the top of the mountain began to shake violently.

This sudden change made the faces of the 300 mages who were searching for treasure change suddenly. Without anyone's command, they fled in all directions.

The three monks in the Jindan stage quickly used the light escape technique to try to escape.

Although they moved extremely quickly, they still could not escape the control range of the formation immediately. As the colorful lights above the mountain peaks flickered, the fog that had originally dissipated around them gathered again.

A thick green sea of ​​fog formed, completely covering the entire Huanglong Mountain and its surrounding areas.

Faced with this sudden change, the faces of the two mages - the tall and thin mage and Ku Yao - became extremely ugly, even with anger and helplessness.

The woman in green sitting on the giant beast remained calm and did not seem surprised by the sudden change.

"It seems that we have indeed fallen into the enemy's trap."

After a brief observation, the woman surnamed Le analyzed coldly:
"If we hadn't asked Fellow Daoist Gu to take action, perhaps we would have had a chance to continue lurking and play a greater role."

There was a hint of regret in her voice.

"Master Le, the people inside..."

Ku Yao clenched his fists, staring intently at the fog-covered area ahead, his tone full of anxiety and worry.

It turned out that this operation was led by a highly regarded young Jindan stage cultivator, who was not only one of the core forces of the team.

He is also a direct descendant of some important person.

Now this young talent is unfortunately trapped in the enemy camp, making everyone very anxious.

In this situation, rescue operations naturally become the top priority.

The green-shirted woman calmly analyzed: "With the magical power of the other party's Nascent Soul cultivator, it is undoubtedly easy to deal with several Jindan cultivators in a large formation."

"If my guess is correct, those Jindan cultivators may have been eliminated."

Faced with this situation, Master Le proposed a plan to break the formation and was willing to take the lead.

He planned to release the essence of the fire spirit to break the formation in one fell swoop, and then annihilate the monks in the formation one by one.

"Master Wen, your skills are obviously disadvantageous when dealing with monks in close combat. Please be cautious and avoid direct confrontation with them."

"Leave this man to me. The Soft Wind Technique I practice is definitely not inferior to the opponent's Lightning Escape Technique in terms of speed."

There was a hint of coldness and arrogance in the woman's eyes.

"Alright. Only Master Le can deal with this person. Master Le is the master who once competed with the Tuwu people's "Saint Tianlan". That person will naturally not be his opponent."

When the tall and thin mage heard this, he immediately felt relieved and was obviously full of confidence in the woman in green.

"Hmph, Saintess Tianlan!"

The woman, who had originally had a calm expression, immediately became gloomy after hearing the name of Saint Tianlan.

The tall and thin mage was shocked by the cold snort.

Only then did he realize that Master Le had always been ashamed of being defeated by Saint Tianlan and hated others mentioning this matter.

"This...actually..."

The tall and thin mage wanted to change his words, but the young woman suddenly waved her hand and her face returned to a calm expression:
"Under the current situation, breaking the formation is urgent. There is no need to elaborate on other irrelevant words. We should quickly set up the formation and launch an attack."

When the tall and thin monk heard this, he felt a little relieved and agreed with Ku Yao.

……

Suddenly, a "plop" sound was heard in the silent sea of ​​fog.

Deep in the pitch-black sea of ​​fog, a Jindan mage met with misfortune, and his headless body fell to the ground.

Not long after, a figure flashed by in the thick fog in the distance. It was Wang Lin.

At this time, he was surrounded by red light, and after he appeared, he looked in the direction of the corpse. He raised his hand and a red rainbow circled over the corpse and quickly flew back.

Wang Lin took a few steps forward calmly, bent down to pick up the storage bag of the mage, and after looking at it carefully, he showed disappointment on his face.

Unexpectedly, just like in the original book, no Nascent Soul cultivator took the bait.

Seeing this, Wang Lin couldn't help but frown. After a long silence, he let out a long sigh.

At this critical moment, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded outside the sea of ​​fog.

Several powerful and majestic spiritual energy waves rose up into the sky from the war drums, as if they were about to break through the clouds.

Then, there was another low roar of beasts like thunder.

The roar seemed to have the power to shake the heaven and earth, and even caused the green mist in the sea of ​​fog to roll slightly.

Wang Lin's expression remained calm, and he just glanced coldly at the strange scenes around him.

Then, he slowly raised his head and looked towards the direction beyond the fog, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

He raised his hand with a cold smile, and released a red fireball, turning the corpse under his feet into ashes. Then he turned around and headed towards the center of the fog sea.

In a flash, his figure disappeared in the mist.

In the center of the sea of ​​fog, the entire mountain was split into two by a mysterious force.

The first half consists of the remains of a building and charred walls, while the second half presents a variety of different scenes.

The pavilions and towers stood intact, and from time to time, monks flew out from them and scattered in all directions.

The bald-browed man stood dozens of feet above the building, looking in the direction of the army of mages, his face full of a solemn expression.

Although they had eliminated some of the mages, they realized that this did not truly weaken the enemy's strength.

Faced with this situation, the only option seems to be direct confrontation.

At this moment, a red light suddenly flashed in the green mist.

A startling rainbow flew out from the green mist, and after circling for a moment, it seemed to have spotted the two of them and flew towards them.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that the Mulan people are really going to attack. Are you ready to resist the enemy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lin appeared in front of them and asked with a smile.

"Brother Wang Dao, you came at the right time. We just discussed and prepared..."

The bald-browed man repeated his previous plan with a smile.

"That giant beast is indeed a bit tricky. It is an alien species from ancient times. I wonder where the Mulan people found it."

Wang Lin smiled slightly and said calmly: "Just follow Daoist Friend Lu's advice."

The only threat to this war is the late Nascent Soul cultivator Mulan who is about to arrive.

Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Nangong Wan who was not far away, and said, "You better be careful."

"kindness!"

Nangong Wan nodded slightly.

As the three were talking, news suddenly came that the Mulan people had launched an attack.

Everyone's eyes turned to the battlefield in the distance.

In the direction of the army of mages, a faint red light could be seen flashing, and the sky in the distance was covered with a red glow like a burning cloud.

In this red cloud, dozens of huge fireballs like the scorching sun are gradually taking shape and condensing.

Nangong Wan saw this scene for the first time, and was shocked. She couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

The bald-browed man explained gloomily:

"This is the magic array of the magician. This array can quickly build a magic array by using many magicians instead of traditional array flags and array plates."

(End of this chapter)