"Fifty thousand low grade immortal crystals. If you can prove your worth, I can give you a little more," Zhu Yan said straightforwardly as they were still wasting time.
Lü Yiming raised his eyebrows. Even if they were True Immortals from the Turtle Spirit Immortal Realm, they would not be rich. If Zhu Yan did not come to control part of the immortal crystal mine and in such a chaotic situation, she would not be so generous. However, he had seen Lu Xiaotian's strength with his own eyes. He was ashamed of his inferiority. This guy in front of him was only a Loose Immortal, how could he be worth this much?
"Okay." The lotus clone nodded. Zhu Yan was straightforward and did not give him any room to bargain. Fifty thousand low grade immortal crystals was enough for him to make a trip. At this moment, danger was everywhere. They did not know where the Howling Moon Wolf Race's wolf riders were. No matter which direction they went, they could encounter True Immortal level wolf riders. Since that was the case, following Zhu Yan was not a bad idea. Moreover, they could also reap some benefits.
As for Zhao Xiuyuan, the lotus clone did not intend to leave him behind. He waved his hand and a sword light enveloped him. The group of five continued to move as fast as lightning.
Along the way, they saw corpses everywhere. The dense blood color in the surroundings seemed to be attracted by some kind of suction force and gathered in a certain direction. Even though Zhu Yan and Lü Yiming had not been to the Mist Palace before, they could still feel that there was something unusual about it. As they hurried, they saw many corpses of the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army and the wolf riders.
After seeing more and more corpses of the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army, Lu Xiaotian said in a deep voice, "Supreme Immortal Zhu, even the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army suffered such heavy casualties. I'm afraid that the Profound Immortal seniors in the army have also met their match."
Lü Yiming's body twitched. Even though he did not want to believe it, he felt that Lu Xiaotian's words hit the nail on the head. If the Profound Immortal in the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army was not restrained, how could they suffer such heavy casualties? Some of the restrictions in the Illusionary Mist Swamp were indeed quite troublesome for True Immortals. However, to Profound Immortals, they were not much of a threat. If the Profound Immortals were not restrained by the Howling Moon Wolf Race, they would definitely not sit and watch the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army get slaughtered. The number of casualties.
With Zhu Yan and Lu Xiaotian's strength, they could fight a True Immortal Realm wolfman, and they could even kill a weaker wolfman in a single battle. However, they were simply unable to resist a Mysterious Immortal Realm wolfman at all.
"Fellow, Fellow Zhu, this place is really too dangerous. Let's not go any deeper," Lv Yiming said fearfully.
........ if............ If you want................ if............ if........... if............... . It was just that she was still a little stubborn.
"Very well, let's go take a look then." Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a bit more respect for Zhu Yan.
"Thank you." Zhu Yan was a True Immortal. Although her strength was not low and she held an important position in the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army, she did not have much experience in killing. Seeing the corpses, especially the remains of the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army, she clenched her fists tightly. She tried her best to suppress her emotions. It was clear that a portion of the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army was part of Zhu Yan's army.
If it were Immortals who ascended from the lower realm, they would have walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They would not be like this.
These troops had followed Zhu Yan all the way to the Illusory Fog Swamp, hoping to take advantage of this opportunity to collect immortal crystals and make a fortune. Who would have thought that not only would they fail to collect immortal crystals, but they would also lose their lives? No matter if they were mortals or True Immortals, they only had one life. Although True Immortals were many times more powerful, the Howling Moon Wolf Race's troops were also a powerful race among the Demon Race. They were not inferior to the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals of the Immortal World. Even the most elite troops of the Howling Moon Wolf Race could be compared with the elites of the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals. Even though they had hurriedly crossed the void to reach the Illusionary Mist Swamp and their strength had decreased considerably, they were still able to kill the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army.
In the end, the Turtle Spirit Immortal Army was only a side army among the countless Immortal Realms. The troops of the Howling Moon Wolf Race's troops were not necessarily the most elite troops.
"Little Brother Bin!" As Zhu Yan searched, a cool breeze blew away a lot of the fog in front of her, revealing a valiant and imposing body. However, this body no longer had a trace of blood, and there was a thumb-sized black hole between his eyebrows.
Zhu Yan cried out in pain. Her body turned into a stream of light. In the blink of an eye, she arrived beside the corpse and was about to pick it up.
At this moment, Lu Xiaotian flew closer. His divine sense was far more powerful than Zhu Yan's. At the same time, it was difficult for Zhu Yan to detect it when she was distracted. However, Lu Xiaotian noticed something strange about the corpse.
"Exalted Immortal Zhu, be careful!" Lu Xiaotian shouted. Before his voice died away, a wisp of gray smoke emerged from the black hole between the corpse's eyebrows. Like a poisonous snake, it coiled around Zhu Yan.
Although Zhu Yan was worried, she was still a True Immortal Realm expert after all. Moreover, she had received Lu Xiaotian's warning. She was already on guard. When the gray smoke emerged, Zhu Yan quickly retreated.
However, although the gray smoke looked light, it was as if it was attached to a bone. It coiled around Zhu Yan tightly.
Zhu Yan extended her palm and clapped. A dozen leaves flew toward the gray smoke. However, the gray smoke seemed to be formless. Although the palm-sized leaves were extremely sharp and cut it into pieces, they did not affect its evil aura at all. The leaves shot past. The smoke that was cut apart gathered together again. It was as if nothing had happened.
Zhu Yan raised her eyebrows. Another dozen leaves flew out from her sleeves. Each leaf emitted a shocking flame. It was obvious that there were spirit veins flickering on the flame. A strange look flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. It seemed that Zhu Yan had not used all of her techniques in the previous battle. These leaf-shaped immortal artifacts had their own mysteries.
"Hiss …" A dozen leaves flew past. When the shocking flame and flickering spirit veins came into contact with the gray smoke, part of the gray smoke was destroyed by the monk. However, the gray smoke was not easy to deal with. The dozen leaf-shaped immortal artifacts did not gain much of an advantage.
"Flying Leaf Dance? However, little girl, you didn't obtain its spirit essence. The inheritance you received should be incomplete. " At this moment, a leisurely voice sounded. "During the Great War of Immortals and Demons, my ancestor was injured by this item. We can be considered enemies on a narrow road."
The voice sounded from the left. However, when the Lotus Clone and Lü Yiming both looked to the left, Lu Xiaotian extended his palm and clapped. A Buddhist seal continued to envelop the valiant corpse. This demon's techniques were extraordinary. It could already make use of the restrictions here to a certain extent. The voice just now was merely the effect of the restriction's power to confuse them.
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