Simulating Immortals: Embody Cthulhu at the beginning

Chapter 59 059 [When the blood mist rises, who came on the moon? 】

In Su Yun's original plan.

He intends to use the hands of other immortal disciples to kill all the low-level monster races in this area one after another.

But in order to avoid being threatened by Fushan all the time.

After being forced to kill three Demon Sect Foundation Establishment and leave the camp, Su Yun has temporarily given up on this plan.

The reason is simple.

The furthest distance that the secret puppet can control is only 150 meters, but Su Yun is more than [-] miles away from the monk team at this time.

The whip is beyond reach.

But now considering the issue of military merit exchange, Su Yun subconsciously remembered this matter again.

If there is still some left after the monster monks complete the blocking mission, he doesn't mind finding a chance to take all their demon pills away before entering the camp.

Right now it's not possible to do that.

Su Yun took over Secret Puppet's sight again, and continued to observe the movement in the distance.

After the Yaozu monks suddenly retreated, the monk team immediately sent many scouts to investigate the follow-up situation.

After a full hour.

It was confirmed that the Yaozu had completely left the range of tens of miles around, and there was a loud noise and cheers in the distance.

soon.

The team moved with unprecedented speed.

Su Yun also quickly left his current position at almost the same speed to avoid being discovered by Fushan's spiritual detection.

Before it got dark, the monk team advanced about fifty miles.

This is already the limit that can be achieved under the premise of maintaining the formation. After all, there was a delay before departure.

At this time, there are still four hundred miles away from the station.

There are still [-] days before the Jindan cultivator changes defense.

On the second day, there was still no trace of the monster clan, and the monks moved quickly again, advancing nearly [-] miles that day.

Day [-]: The situation was the same as above. All the cultivators were very excited, and they continued to maintain almost the same speed.

At this time, it was less than three hundred miles away from the station.

There are still ten days before the Jindan cultivator changes defense.

Night fell again.

There was an atmosphere of joy in the camp, and even the monks in charge of guarding the perimeter also relaxed.

But Su Yun was very clear that they were happy too early.

really.

By the early morning of the second day, the battle situation had changed dramatically again.

When the team passed through a mountain forest.

Taking advantage of the relaxation of the vigilance of many Xianmen disciples, the Yaozu monks used the cover of the formation to launch a surprise attack!

The two sides launched several tragic fights in the nearby forest.

It wasn't until the red sun was sinking in the west that this sudden attack came to an end with the retreat of the monster clan.

The two sides set up temporary camps at a distance of more than ten miles, and began to lick the wounds of the mansion in an attempt to recover as soon as possible.

this battle.

Because the monks were caught off guard, hundreds of people were reduced in this battle.

And because of the natural disadvantage in numbers, the Yaozu also paid a big price.

Corpses lying on the ground can be seen everywhere in the mountains and forests, and countless stumps and arms are scattered wantonly.

The gurgling blood soaked the surrounding land, staining the dark brown soil dark red.

There was a strong smell of blood within a few miles.

This is the end.

There are about 160 people left on the Xianmen disciple side, and about a hundred people on the Yaozu side.

Due to the existence of the four demon soldiers, the balance of power between the two sides has entered a dangerous situation.

Su Yun observed this scene from a distance of tens of miles, his eyes were dim and his expression was inexplicable.

Once again, from the tragic battle in front of him, he felt the world's full malice towards the low-level monks.

In this war that swept across the entire Northern Wilderness.

I'm afraid that all low-level monks and monster clans are just targets for the high-level training of the two clans.

Even the vast area where Su Yun is currently located is just an inconspicuous corner of the vast Northern Wilderness, not worth mentioning at all.

In such an area, there are at least hundreds of places within a radius of tens of thousands of miles!
Tens of thousands of monks in the Qi Refining Period accepted missions from various forces.

Then they completed transit through different temporary stations, and then scattered outward like ants.

The tragic fight similar to the scene Su Yun saw today is also being staged in other battlefields.

After fierce fights, there will always be someone who will stand out and seize the opportunity to rise above the clouds.

And these lucky ones who get a lot of attention.

Most of them are gifted monks with top aptitude, prominent background, and strong fighting power.

They come from major practice sects and the core training sequence of large forces, and they urgently need to prove themselves through military exploits, so as to win more support from within the forces.

As for the others, they are just the green leaves on the red flowers.

No matter how many casualties and severe injuries, I am afraid that he is not qualified to be looked at by a high-ranking monk!

Great power belongs to its own world, and the class derived from power is the most difficult to cross.

...

Like blood, the setting sun gradually sank.

In a messy mountain forest, several spiritual formations quietly lit up.

Night fell again.

It's a weird night.

it has started!

On the edge of the formation, Fushan and others covered in "scars" were sitting on the ground around a big tree.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and bursts of faint weeping sounded into the ears.

Today, the Xianmen disciples suffered heavy losses. Many people watched the team members who were close to the same sect and even supported each other lose their lives. Naturally, their emotions could not be suppressed.

"My lord, there are a lot of deaths today. Do you want to continue?" Hutu, the strongest demon soldier, was the first to speak. It seems that there is a reason why he is always injured.

Fu Shan's face was gloomy, and his expression was a little uncomfortable.

Although he was the one who ordered the execution of the sneak attack tactics, he also never thought that the execution would cause such a large number of casualties on the side of the Xianmen disciples.

During the raid today, the four demon soldiers rushed forward uncharacteristically, which directly caused the formation of the monks to be temporarily disrupted, otherwise such an exaggerated battle loss ratio would not have occurred at all.

Although Fushan had discovered this problem in advance through his spiritual sense, he couldn't stop his men from rushing forward.

No matter how much one obeys orders, it is impossible for someone to stop suddenly at the moment of life and death, throwing away all the advantages of one's side.

What's the difference between that and getting together to give away the head?
And once such an abnormal situation occurs.

Not to mention that the monks of the Supervisory Hall will be suspicious during the review, even the disciples of the Immortal Sect cannot be all fools, which will inevitably cause unnecessary twists and turns.

After pondering for a while, Fushan sent voice transmission to the four demon soldiers again, ordering them not to attack the monk team for the time being, and continue to adopt the tactic of following and harassing.

At this time, there is still a long distance from the Terran resident, and this interception battle cannot enter the final stage so quickly.

As the night deepened, the camp slowly returned to silence.

Except for the few monks in charge of vigilance, everyone else forced themselves into a state of rest.

Tomorrow we don't know what kind of actions the Yaozu will have. The most important thing is to hurry up to heal the wounds and recover the spiritual power.

However, too much blood was spilled in this mountain forest today, and the extremely strong smell of blood even spread dozens of miles away with the wind.

child time.

The blood moon hangs high, and the Yin Qi is blazing!

A piece of light red mist covering hundreds of feet spread from the darkness at some point.

The spiritual light of the formation that shrouded the camp could not stop the penetration of the mist at all.

As the blood mist rose, a palpitating forest air conditioner surged in the air.

The dark red light quietly sheds through the barrier of sparse branches and leaves.

In the dark mountain forest, a hazy blood-colored figure came quietly under the moonlight.

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