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Volume 1, Immortal Ascension Conference, Chapter 13: Egg Pain

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    Driving the tiger to devour the wolf was not the original plan.  Provoking the spirits around Dasong Mountain to fight against the Fuquan Dragon Jiao was initially just a method used by Wang Lu to protect the Spirit Sword disciples at critical moments.  And this move did have an effect.  But now it seems that the effect of this move is likely to be better than expected.  The second time to drive away the tiger and swallow the wolf was originally just to weaken the strength of the dragon dragon, preferably to adapt it to the current level of the spirit sword monks.  Otherwise, every time there is a fatal crisis during leveling, Wang Lu would have to lure monsters to become Leeroy, and something would happen sooner or later.  In the end, no one expected that this battle would turn into a life and death battle between two groups of monsters.  This is actually far beyond expectations.  The second-turn dragon dragon lives in Fuquan. He is undoubtedly the strongest within a radius of hundreds of miles. He can also be vaguely regarded as the overlord of this place.  The spirits who have made their home around Fuquan are deeply afraid of it and would never provoke the dragon dragon.  Therefore, according to Wang Lu's initial expectations, he would attract hatred, and then the Tianfu would escape the battle, and the beast tide would transfer hatred. It was inevitable to fight against the dragon dragon, but he would soon disperse under the suppression of the natural level difference.  During this period, Longjiao's strength will inevitably be weakened, but it cannot be expected to be weakened too much.  But in actual operation, those beasts seemed to have no instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They knew that the Panlong Formation composed of thirty-six dragons was a millstone of flesh and blood, but they still risked their lives, even if they sacrificed everything.  The fierce fighting style of biting off one of the opponent's scales and causing it to bleed is almost like sworn hatred, but in fact it is just the beast tide transferring the original hatred.  Soas the original object of hatred, how many outrageous things did Wang Lu do?  A few thoughtful and profound Spirit Sword disciples will inevitably think of this section and cast curious and admiring glances at Wang Lu.  But Ouyang Shang, who was more thoughtful than these disciples, had already guessed what Wang Lu was doing, and was not surprised by what he was seeing.  He must have found more inspiration from the invention of the shit throwing tactic and carried it forward.  These swarms of besieged monsters must have lost their minds in anger because of this reason - just imagine if they were humans, their relatives and children were assassinated, and their homes were dumped with shit Then this hatred must last forever.  This method is debatable, but on the other hand it is a good opportunity to reap profits. After this battle, it is expected that the Fuquan Dragon Jiao will be severely damaged, but its foundation is not damaged, and it will still retain considerable strength.  It's really a perfect leveling target.  The fierce battle between the beast tide and the Panlong Formation lasted for three days and three nights.  In terms of scale, the beast tide has an absolute crushing advantage, but as the overlord of this place, the second-turn dragon dragon has the upper hand in actual combat with the help of the Coiling Dragon Formation.  The millstone of blood and flesh wasted away the life of the beast tide. The beast tide had no numerical advantage, but when all sanity was lost, not only did they not cooperate with each other, but they killed each other when killing red eyes. Ten percent of their strength could not be used to exert thirty percent.  Of course he is not an opponent.  Three days later, the battle situation has been decided. All the spirit monsters among the beasts who are good at fighting have been killed. The beasts are no longer able to recover, but the Coiling Dragon Formation remains standing despite heavy losses.  Seeing this scene, the beast tide finally regained some sense in despair and began to break up and run away.  The dragons didn't pursue them, either because they didn't want to or because they couldn't.  After three days of fierce fighting, although they won and lost, their victory was really miserable.  Most of the thirty-six dragon sons and grandsons were damaged, the second-turn dragon dragon was injured, one dragon ball had cracks, and one eye was blown out The overlord of Fuquan in Dasong Mountain had at least lost most of his power. This situation  Next, Long Jiao didn't even dare to guarantee that he could still face those human monks who were once like ants.  ¡°If they took advantage of the situation and robbed it Fortunately, those humans did not show up. Until the second-turn dragon dragon brought his descendants back to the Dragon Palace under the water in Fuquan, those humans did not take action.  Obviously this is the best opportunity. If they miss this time, they will never have such a good opportunity again - the spirits around Dasong Mountain have been subdued, and the fear and submission of the dragon dragon have been completely imprinted on the soul and bone marrow.  , they can no longer be incited to let others reap the benefits.  And Ieven if I can't fully recover from my injuries for a long time, I still have an absolute advantage in strength.  With the despicableness of human beings, it is difficult to understand why opportunities are missed and not taken advantage of.  But they did not come.  This made the second-level dragon Jiao fearful in the Dragon Palace for several days, because he always felt that humans would have more terrifying conspiracies waiting for him It was not until the fifth day that the human conspiracies came too late.  "Report to the king, it's not good." The dragon dragon, who was closing his eyes to nurse his injuries, opened his one eye: "What's the matter?" At this time, the dragon dragon's mind relaxed a little, as if a boulder had fallen to the ground. No matter what humans had done, it had happened.  Got it, next Next, he heard his subordinates say familiar lines.  "They threw shit into the water again"  It stands to reason that he should be happy to hear his opponent repeat the same trick. After all, using the same trick again proves that the opponent may be incompetent, but Long Jiao is not happy at all.  It¡¯s hard for anyone to be happy if someone shits them in their own home.  Last time, Long Jiao mobilized his entire army and ended up fighting a shocking three-day war. This time he decided to go out alone.  Because it will take a long time for his dragon sons and grandsons to fully recover, and he doesn¡¯t want to have to cut off his descendants for a few human monks. With the power of those humans, he can handle it alone.  When flying out of the water, more than thirty Spirit Sword monks had been waiting in mid-air for a long time.  The two sides didn¡¯t need to say anything at all, they started fighting each other after meeting.  This is the first time that the golden generation has actually implemented their leveling plan.  After the previous fierce battle with the beast tide, the strength of Fuquan Dragon Jiao was greatly reduced, just to the extent that it could bring them great danger, but it would not be fatal.  At the same time, Long Jiao's fighting attitude was relatively cautious. Although he hated these monks, he didn't want to fight them to the death.  As a result, the battle went on without any danger, and the dispersion tactics formulated by Ouyang Shang achieved great success. The thirty-seven Spirit Sword monks seemed to be a piece of scattered sand, but they unknowingly condensed into a whole during the battle.  Supporting each other, cooperating with each other, and the tacit understanding of practicing together for decades made the battle progress smooth and smooth.  The opponent's strength clearly has an overwhelming advantage, but they can never truly overwhelm them.  In the end, the battle lasted for a day and a night, and both sides felt exhausted and unable to continue.  At this time, Longjiao had a slight advantage - as a spirit, he was born with magical powers, his body was strong, and his resilience was stronger than that of humans.  But just when he was about to use his remaining energy to kill the man who had exhausted his mana, a khaki sword light firmly pinned him to the spot.  "Damn, is it you again?" After a day of fierce fighting, Long Jiao could vaguely identify those tiny humans.  This person who supports the khaki sword light is one of the objects he hates the most - because this guy has ruined too many opportunities for himself.  Although the cooperation between the Spirit Sword monks during the battle was very tacit, it was not flawless. There were many flaws in the battle throughout the day, and how could Long Jiao, the overlord of the place, fail to catch it?  It's just that whenever he was about to violently hurt someone, there would be such a sword light that would stop him, causing him to hit his head with blood.  The defensive ability of the Wuxiang Sword is so strong that it has completely surpassed the category of golden elixir.  Perhaps it was not a concern for the second-turn dragon dragon in his heyday, but he could not maintain his peak condition at all times under the siege of more than thirty monks.  The red and white boy's ability to seize opportunities was so strong that every time the earth-yellow sword light appeared just right, he had no strength left but could not use it.  And every time he was about to change his target and concentrate his firepower on him there would be another annoying monk who would bombard him at an elusive speed, forcing him to divert his attention.  Fortunately, now the most annoying guy jumped out to seek death, and everyone else has retreated, leaving him alone to break up the rear.  No matter how powerful his earth-yellow sword light is, can it be stronger than the sharp teeth of a two-turn dragon dragon?  However, in a desperate situation, the human monk smiled happily.  "After waiting all day, I finally found the opportunity to be one-on-one with you. Let's make out and make out." As he said that, the khaki sword light dispersed, and the human monk boldly withdrew the Kunshan Sword in his right hand and stepped forward.  Stepping forward, the light of chaos bloomed in the palm of his left hand.  The dragon dragon was wary and spat out a smelly poisonous gas from a distance without getting close.  " Then he was thankful for his caution. The chaotic light was instantly restrained into a sharp blade, which penetrated the poisonous gas envelope with force and struck in front of him. The dragon dragon quickly raised its scales as a defense.  Immediately afterwards, the chaotic sword energy suddenly detonated, and the everted dragon scales were shattered into pieces. Although the aftermath of the sword energy was greatly attenuated, it still cut its skin.  This frightened Long Jiao. If he had not chosen to stay away out of caution, the consequences of being hit by such a sword energy would have been unimaginable Apart from being frightened, he was also angry, so Long Jiao simply sacrificed himself.  He grabbed his inner elixir dragon ball, suddenly spit it out from his mouth, and blasted his opponent like a cannonball This was a very risky move, but it undoubtedly had the effect of once and for all.  Facing such a sharp offensive, the opponent did not dare to neglect. He withdrew the Chaos Sword Light, and the Kunshan Sword, which symbolized defense, drew an arc with all his strength, a perfectly circular arc with a radius of less than three feet, which he now mastered.  One of the strongest defenses.  Three feet of sword surround.  The next moment, a strong shock wave came from the tip of the sword, sweeping through the entire body in an instant. The three-foot sword perimeter only lasted for a moment before it was lost. The sword energy that was originally running smoothly was shattered, and the two hundred and six sword bones were almost broken.  ?In an instant, he himself was thrown away by the irresistible force and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.  Long Jiao subconsciously wanted to pursue, but quickly stopped.  Being bombarded head-on by Dragon Balls, there is absolutely no reason there is no need to risk going deep.  On the other side, in a ruined and messy forest, a towering tree swayed slightly.  At the root of the tree, the depression caused by the strong impact is clearly visible. In the middle of the depression, a human figure can be vaguely seen, but the flesh and blood are blurred, and it is covered by broken branches, leaves and soil, making it look miserable.  ¡°Kerala¡­ there was a crisp sound of bones colliding.  After a while, a person stood up in the mess. Although his body was swaying and some joints were more obviously twisted, he finally stood up.  The man moved his neck from side to side, choked out the congestion from his nose, and then stretched for a long time.  "Phew, being slapped in the face with an egg, it feels so damn good"
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