Chapter 110 Geely

"Give me?"

Although he was used to Wang Dong's big moves, Ye Yui was obviously unable to accept such a magic weapon that only appeared in the legend.

This kind of magic weapon cannot even be judged by quality.

Because the power is all in the inlaid undead spirit body.

Now only six of the fourteen almost universal inlay grids are inlaid with each other, and there are endless possibilities in the future. The most important thing is that the ancestral witches of the Wind Flying Ancestral witches are also very perverted. These six Wind Flying Ancestral witches can even make many Golden Pill monks capsize in the gutter.

"This Dharma Act is very suitable for your practice." Wang Dong did not have any flesh pain.

He didn't have many magic weapons of this level in his hands, but with Ye Yui's martial arts, Ye Yui will definitely be a master of the mystery in the future.

Having said that, this magic weapon reached its peak in the Daluo Realm. The fourteen inlayed grids are all immortal old monsters with strength comparable to those of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, because the vitality of these immortal monsters is too strong to be filled with the Hengsha Dharma Ring, they are forced to take it out before handing it to Wang Dong, and the Fourteenth Buddha Dharma Ring turns into a whiteboard suit.

The owner of the Fourteen Buddha Dharma Rings in the Daluo Realm was originally a very stingy old slave who was a slave to the money. He reluctantly gave up his love for him to smuggle, which surprised everyone. Wang Dong also sighed at that time.

In Wang Dong's opinion, he was able to obtain these six inlays by chance in this small world, which was worthy of the old monster.

It is the greatest blessing that this level of magic weapon can be used instead of being placed in his static sand magic ring.

He thought so, but it was different in the eyes of the audience.

"Wang Dong, you..." Ye Yueyi almost burst into tears.

"This kid, I'm really willing to spend a lot of money to pick up girls." Oscar muttered in his heart.

"When we see your attitude towards the people around us, the more we are sure of your generosity, selflessness and sincerity." Huihua and the female Barkha warriors looked at Wang Dong with even more respect.

They were even more at ease with Huiruo to Wang Dong. If they followed such a person, they would definitely not suffer any losses.

Bai Haiyi was a little sour and was very jealous, but thinking about the magic core that Wang Dong refined for herself, she felt balanced.

After all, this kind of magic weapon was not refined by Wang Dong himself, and the magic core he refined for her was a method of gambling on the soul.

"It's time to go."

A female warrior of the Barai tribe came in to remind the vanguard of the vanguard that the vanguard troops were getting closer and closer. At the same time, he told Huihua, Wang Dong and others that the girl in red outside also wanted to retreat to the ancestral hall with them.

"It's OK."

Huihua waved her hand and agreed.

Punishing the strong and supporting the weak is a natural virtue of the Bardha tribe. It would be very desolate to throw these people here, not to mention that Huihua knew Wang Dong’s intention very well - it would be best to occupy this Red Firefly Mountain forever and continuously produce the Red Sound Holy Water.

From this tone, she was not relieved to keep these people here.

Who knows what these monks will do?

At this time, Oscar, who had bad intentions, took the opportunity to study another book: "Boss, the young lady in red is plotting to form an alliance with our Yanfeng tribe and attack the Jade Tribe territory together to get benefits. According to them, there are a large number of monks who invaded this time."

"Associate with you, the Wind Flyers? They must have learned their lesson." Huihua sneered, and she didn't believe Oscar's words.

Oscar was disappointed and didn't dare to speak much.

He has completely seen the current situation, and pleased Wang Dong is the only way out.

Because Hongying Mountain and the ancestral hall gathered not far from each other, the female warriors of the Bedou tribe in the direction of the ancestral hall had already discovered the traces of the ancestral army and were ready to fight.

"Don't let them enter the temple."

Wang Dong quietly explained to Huihua.

This girl in red in the blessed land of Langshan is obviously not a good person, but she has been very low-key all the way here with the lantern flowers on the wind, and obviously has a small plan in her mind.

Wang Dong is very confident that she will lose a lot of rice when she steals chickens.

He didn't want this girl to see the teleportation array and Feng Shui treasure land in the ancestral hall. As for why the girl in red is still confident to make a small plan under such a formation, he was also very curious.

A large war for this small world soon kicked off.

A large number of winding people passed through Hongying Mountain densely and appeared in the forest area between Hongying Mountain and the ancestral hall.

The leaves of the entire forest are shaking, showing how large the number of winding people is.

The winding man who first appeared in the sight of Wang Dong and others was a little different from Oscars.

These snails who rushed to the front were obviously weaker, with a little thinner body, but there were many stone and metal pieces, and even hardwood shields wrapped around vines.

This looks very much like a beggar army.

"These fronts are flesh shields, all low-level snails with no soul-swimming ability. Their function is to attract the firepower of the Barkha tribe." Oscar became a volunteer tour guide beside Wang Dong.

Oscar's words made Huili and other female warriors look a little dark.

In any previous war, these snails did have such a role, but they could not ignore these snails, and they had to consume considerable power to eliminate these low snails like locusts.

The Bietu tribe is also known as the Thousand Years. Each Bietu tribe has a long life and has extremely rich combat experience.

When the Yanfeng Army was less than four hundred steps away from the ancestral hall, all the female warriors of the Barkha tribe remained calm and did not launch any attacks.

At this time, the most cutting-edge winding people slowed down.

Not because of fear.

They have no way to be afraid. The hierarchy of the serpents is very clear. If these low-level serpents are afraid of death on the battlefield, the first thing waiting for them is the volley of the serpents behind them.

"It seems they want to talk first." Huihua glanced at Huili and Wang Dong beside her and said.

Wang Dong really pretended to be a boo this time.

He smiled reservedly, "It will be easier to talk about after hitting it. Don't be stingy with magic weapons."

Huili was stunned for a moment and immediately gave Wang Dong a thumbs up, "It makes sense. It seems that Boss Wang is not only a powerful monk, but also a master in war."

"There are very few real versatile talents, but I can barely count them one." Wang Dong said a very crazy thing very rarely.

But everyone present looked at him, except for the girl in red who was isolated in a corner and could not even hear their conversation, they did not think that his words were crazy.

"We have 4,000 fire lizard crystals, which can be used for 400 at one time." Huili gritted her teeth. Although she had Wang Dong's guarantee, she still felt a little painful when she thought of consuming so many precious magic weapons.

"Eight hundred, auspicious." Wang Dong glanced at Huili and smiled: "It's meaningless to use your natal plants to hit the back, at least two thousand steps away from it. It's meaningless to hit the low-level snail snail people in front."
Chapter completed!