Green Plum Fairy Road

Looking at the ten orbs of different colors floating around the golden fairy of the spirit race, Mo He suddenly felt a faint eye. These ten orbs of different colors represent ten immortal treasures that contain water. , And the grade of each item is not low. If it is in Mo He's hands, even if it is only given to him for a short time, Mo He can get huge benefits. At least he can make the innate god in his Xuanyuan gourd Ban, several recipes evolved quickly.

Apart from the enthusiasm of his eyes, Mo He is also very sensible. He knows that these ten orbs of different colors can only be eager for himself at present, and he cannot expect it.

"The golden immortals of the Spirit Race are really rich!" Mo He secretly sighed in his heart. The two golden immortals of the Spirit Race who had just appeared in front of him, one of them possessed ten celestial treasures. Coupled with the Thunder Giant God just now, he also has six immortal treasures in his hands, such a family background is really too rich.

It should be understood that among the human races, except for a few immortals, the vast majority of immortals have at most one or two immortal treasures in their hands, and some immortals who are relatively disadvantaged, they do not have immortal treasures at all.

The two golden immortals of the spirit race stood in the starry sky, looking at the two masters of the human race opposite, standing still with each other, as if they were communicating with each other.

After a long while, the four powerhouses of the Golden Fairy Realm on the Human Race and Spirit Race's side, the pressure on each other suddenly began to decrease, and then each turned around, and soon disappeared into the starry sky. .

"It's over!" Seeing this scene, Mo He knew that this battle was over, but the final development of the battle made Mo He somewhat unconscious.

The human Jinxian who originally had the upper hand, in the final blow against the Thunder Giant, his injuries were more serious, but the more severely injured him seemed to have the advantage. Look. The Thunder Giant, who was not injured at all in the final blow, appeared extremely angry.

After the other party was angry, the attack displayed was significantly stronger than before, and the Jinxian realm powerhouse who had originally pressed him against him chose to retreat.

Mo He still hasn't figured it out yet. If this Thunder Giant had the strength that he finally showed, how could he be injured in the first two times? It should be the Golden Immortal of the Human Race that should really be injured!

After that, the really angry Thunder Giant was taken away by the masters of the Spirit Race, and a series of subsequent developments was that the two sides had master support, and then confronted each other in the starry sky to finally end the battle.

The first battle he participated in at the border of the two star regions ended in a simple manner. Mo He felt that he had not played much role at all. Of course, in this battlefield where the strong are like clouds, like him Such an immortal in the realm of real immortality does not seem to have much room for development.

After about half a day, Mo He was still thinking about his own gains and losses in this battle, and summed up the gains of this time as much as possible. At this time, the two escape lights fell on the stars where Mo He was, still the two previous ones. A fairy.

After the two met Mo He, one of them opened his mouth to Mo He: "Friend Mo Dao, this battle is over, I two come to ask, the puppets that Dao Dao friends are driving may be damaged in this battle. ?"

Hearing this fairy's words, Mo He immediately showed a wry smile on his face, and then said in a slightly self-deprecating tone: "I have a low cultivation base and insufficient strength. The two giant puppets I control are all in this battle. Lost!"

When he said this sentence, Mo He paid attention to the expressions of the two immortals, and found that the expressions of the two immortals had not changed in any way, but after looking at each other, another immortal asked: "Since the two All the puppets have been lost. Please also ask Daoyou Mo to briefly explain the situation at that time. We will add new ones for the two puppets afterwards!"

The two puppets in the realm of true immortality, although they are consumables in themselves, are not easy to refine, even if they are lost, at least the reason must be known.

Hearing the words, Mo He nodded gently, and then briefly described the events at the time.

After hearing that Mo He was driving the puppets and rushed to the Star Territory of the Spirit Race, he was blocked, causing the loss of two puppets. These two immortals took out two new puppets on the spot without saying a word. It was given to Mo He and told Mo He before leaving.

"You don’t have to worry about you. If you lose two puppets like you, the loss of these two puppets is also worth it. In future battles, you don’t need to worry about this. Anyone who loses in a brave battle Puppets are all good deals!"

Mo He nodded slightly when he heard the other's instructions, and then watched the two immortals leave.

After these two immortals left, after about a few hours, there was another escape light on the star where Mo He was.

Seeing this retreat, Mo He immediately knew that at least one hour later, he should not think about being quiet.

The visitor was Zheng Chou, Mo He's leader. As soon as Zheng Chou saw Mo He, his mouth began to talk endlessly.

"Mo Daoyou, this is your first battle at the border of the two clan star regions. I don’t know how Mo Daoyou feels? I just heard two immortals say that Daoyou Mo’s first battle is the first time that the two puppets are all I lost, but it doesn’t matter. Friends of Dao Mo fought for the human race. Two puppets were lost. There is no problem. When I first came here, I also lost one or two puppets. It’s fine when I get used to it, Mo ...!"

Looking at Zheng Chou who was eloquent, Mo He knew that if he didn’t interrupt and asked him to talk about some topics he wanted to know, then at least one hour later, the other party would not stop at all, so Mo He Hurriedly interrupted.

"About the puppet, the two masters of Xian Ting have already sent me new ones. Daoist Zheng Chou doesn’t care about it. But there is one thing I just want to ask Daoist Zheng Chou. If he knows about it, please ask Daoist friend for me. No doubt!"

After Mo He interrupted Zheng Chou, he immediately asked questions that he didn't understand when he finally fought against the Thunder Giant and the Human Golden Immortal.

A smile appeared on Zheng Chou's face when he heard Mo He's questioning. When he looked at Mo He, he had an expression in his eyes as if he had found someone in the same way.

"What Daoist Mo wants to know is the same as before. If I came to You Daoist's side earlier, I would not be able to answer the questions of Daoist friend. But before I came here, I went to several other Daoists. Friends, I just got some news from them and knew the answer to this question."

Having said that, Zheng Chou paused slightly, and watched Mo He was watching him, as if he was listening carefully, he continued preaching.

"In the past few years, the human race and the spirit race have fought many times. Except for the gratifying results achieved within nine days, the human race did not take much advantage in the starry sky."

"However, every time the two races fight, although it is a futile end, each time the two races are fighting on the ground, and each other hopes to achieve some results, so this time the first battle, the spirit race and the human race, each Some tricks!"

Hearing Zheng Chou's words, Mo He seemed to have caught something in his mind, but he didn't immediately figure it out. After all, he has been on the sky for a short time, although there are already more situations on the sky. A lot of understanding, but there are still many things, Mo He has not come into contact with.

"Among the golden immortal realm powerhouses of the spirit race, there are two cultivating the way of thunder. They all obtained part of the legacy of the innate thunder god that fell a long time ago before they became the golden immortal. The two golden immortals are extremely similar in appearance, but their cultivation bases are high and low."

"Among them, the one with a relatively high cultivation base, a few years ago, had a battle with the Shang Chan seniors of Xian Ting. After that battle, the opponent seemed to have realized something and began to retreat!"

"And the Spirit Race Golden Immortal with a lower cultivation level is the one who appeared on the battlefield in the middle of the Golden Immortal realm, or to be precise, the one who should have appeared on the battlefield!"

At this point in Zheng Chou's words, Mo He had a vague answer in his heart.

Zheng Chou looked at Mo He's expression and knew what Mo He had guessed.

"Presumably Fellow Daoist Mo has now understood that the person who originally appeared on the battlefield should be the spiritual gold immortal who was in the middle of the Golden Immortal realm, but the one who actually appeared was the one who was in retreat."

"The spirit clan let the golden fairy who is in retreat disguise as the weaker one. The original plan should be to show that the enemy is weak, and then find a chance to kill with one blow. Kill a strong man in the golden fairy realm of our human race."

Having said this, Zheng Chou showed a smile on his face and continued to speak.

"The wishful thinking of the Spirit Race is very good, but the seniors of the Human Race have guessed what they are going to do, so they will calculate it. The method of calculating the golden immortal strong of the Spirit Race is also very simple. In the frontal battle of the path, it hinders the opponent's path, so that the spirit race will not be able to give birth to a powerful person in the near future!"

Hearing Zheng Chou’s explanation, Mo He didn’t figure out the question, and now he finally got the answer. The Spirit Race’s purpose is to kill a golden immortal of the Human Race after stealing the merits. The born mighty power was pressed back to him, and it seemed that the human race was superior in skill.

But soon, Mo He realized a problem. The Golden Immortal of the Human Race, in the purest Dao struggle, definitely did not rely on his own strength to compare that Thunder Giant God, in his Dao, It also accommodates the way of other people, which is definitely a great influence on his own way, how can the other party agree.

But after another thought, Mo He wanted to understand this question. The sword immortal of Taiyi Sword Sect, in his kendo, the mood of giving up his life and forgetting his death can make him completely unaffected.

Because doing this is an act of abandoning oneself for the sake of the human race, and it fits his sword intent very closely, I am afraid that the other party will make a little improvement in kendo because of this.

Thinking of these calculations, Mo He could only sigh in his heart the word "wonder"!

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