Boom! The wooden giant transformed by Master Long, who was as tall as 50 to 60 feet, fell down with his head raised, and hit the ground heavily! His original magnificent vitality was his advantage, but now under the burning of Wu Sheng Fire, it has become his fatal weakness.

All things are interdependent and mutually restraining. The existence of an extreme can easily be restrained by another extreme. This is the law of nature!

Therefore, the world of cultivation is harmonious and unified.

Sun Lingtong stroked his forehead and sighed, "It's so tragic, so tragic."

"Mr. Long got the most attention, but also received the worst beating."

"The two countries are really using all kinds of tricks on him."

"Even the toughest man can't handle it!"

As if hearing Sun Lingtong's sigh, the giant in the fire suddenly crackled, like the sound of firewood burning.

Mr. Long's extremely strong body was still trembling from time to time in the fire.

It is indeed very miserable.

Ning Zhuo raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the mechanical dragon and the remains of the old monster in the stone, penetrate the sky, and see above the clouds.

"There are ambushes on the Liangzhu Kingdom's side!"

Ning Zhuo called up the image in Wanli Youlong again and carefully observed the line of fire.

He felt the strong meaning of military tactics from this line of fire.

Ning Zhuo fell into deep thought.

"It's okay that there's no fire, but Mr. Long's condition is very strange. He was burned and fell asleep. There must be a reason for this."

"What methods did the army in the sky use?"

Ning Zhuo's mind moved, and suddenly, he thought of a piece of information about the Huoyun Camp.

"In the battle formation of the Fire Cloud Camp, there is a variation called the Flame Tongue Pointing to the General."

"This move concentrates all the power of the battle array into one point, specifically targeting individuals on the battlefield."

"Especially those powerful generals!"

However, this trick of Fire Snake Pointing to the Generals alone was not enough to put Master Long into a strange coma.

Ning Zhuo continued to observe, using one investigative technique after another.

Soon, his eyes lit up and he discovered the truth.

"This is a method of attacking the heart with haste!"

"This is a method of attacking with spiritual consciousness, it is a divine art."

The so-called divine arts are various means of performing tasks with spirit and will as the main carriers.

The technique of attacking the target with anger - can make the target fall into an anxious and irritable mood, and ignite anger in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

If the monk who was hit cannot calm down his anxious and irritable emotions, he will not be able to extinguish the fire.

All kinds of anxious and worried emotions will only fuel the anger.

The bigger the fire, the more anxious, irritable and negative emotions it can trigger.

This creates a vicious cycle.

"So, although Master Long seems to be unconscious, in fact, his Dantian in the Sea of ​​God is filled with anger."

"As the saying goes, anger attacks the heart. He was so anxious that he couldn't move his whole body!"

Shuang Jing, whose armor had long been torn, also looked up at the sky.

"Fire Cloud Camp, it must be the Fire Cloud Camp!"

His expression was quite complicated.

On the one hand, he couldn't help cursing Sun Gan in his heart.

All along, he thought that the Fire Cloud Camp was still in Canglin Immortal City. As it turned out, the Fire Cloud Camp was actually marching secretly in the sky.

Shuang Jing was so proud of his status that he didn't expect that he was not even informed of this arrangement.

His heart was filled with anger at being kept in the dark.

But on the other hand, he had to admit that Sun Gan's move was wise.

"The enemy is very good at spying on military intelligence and has mastered the marching time and route of our rear army."

"If Sun Gan hadn't concealed it, I'm afraid the Fire Cloud Camp would have suffered now."

"It is precisely because he hid it from even his own people that he was able to come up with the winning strategy today!"

Shuang Jing couldn't help but grit his teeth when he thought of this.

He looked at the ruined camp, which was littered with corpses and broken walls.

"What a heavy loss!" Shuang Jing had been full of confidence, but now all his ambitions turned into sorrow.

"That way I won't be the main target of fire."

"My loss will never be so heavy!"

When Shuang Jing thought of this, he felt so heartbroken that he almost bled.

But he soon calmed down and stared at the giant in the fire.

His eyes sparkled with brilliance, and he encouraged himself: "If we can save Master Long's life, then all the losses of our army will be worth it!"

Master Long was once at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, but later due to his old age, his cultivation declined to the late Nascent Soul stage.

However, once he starts fighting, casting all kinds of spells and divine arts to empower himself, his own combat power can easily return to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

He could even surpass the upper limit of the Nascent Soul stage and reach the level of Quasi-Godhood.

Mr. Long’s fighting ability is really too strong.

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In addition, Lord Long’s defeat also has extremely high political significance.

Because he himself is the priest of the Dragon King Temple and an important spokesperson for the Dragon King in the human world.

If he died or was captured alive by one of the two countries, it would be a huge boost and blow to the morale of both sides.

Although military spirit and morale are intangible, they are very important.

These factors can be directly reflected on the battlefield, specifically in the strength of an army.

"Oh right, the old monster in the stone!"

"Where has this shameless old man gone?"

"If we keep him here, we can recover most of our losses!"

When Shuang Jing, a young man from a noble family, thought of the old monster in the stone, he gritted his teeth.

Sun Ning and the other person were halfway towards the Red Flower Camp. They looked at the raging flames burning all over Long Ye's body, and then looked towards the Red Flower Camp.

With the fall of Lord Long, the morale of the Red Flower Camp soared, and the military strength also increased several times! It would be inappropriate for Sun Ning and the others to cause trouble for them again.

The firelight reflected on Mulan's pale face. She rarely smiled and said softly, "Uncle Zhang, I won the bet!"

Zhang Zhongyi sighed: "Yes, you won, we won. But the risk was too great."

Suddenly, he thought of something and immediately asked, "General Mu... did you know that the Fire Cloud Battalion is hiding in the sky?"

Mulan shook her head: "Even Shuang Jing didn't know, so of course I don't know either."

"It's just that I seized the possible opportunity and gave it my all."

"That's what my father taught me - the so-called war is to find the way you think is most conducive to winning, and then be brave enough to bet!"

Zhang Zhongyi had a complicated expression: "Although the Baiyu Camp suffered heavy casualties, the most seriously injured among the commanders and deputy commanders are still alive. I will do my best to rescue them later."

"Besides, we are the first army to come to support us. Even if those nobles and high-ranking families in the capital investigate, they will only think of our good deeds."

"We have not even participated in a major battle yet, but we have already gained such an excellent opportunity. General Mu, you can say that you have already achieved more than half of your goal of reviving our clan."

Mulan nodded: "It's a good start, it's going smoothly."

“But it’s not enough.”

"I still need to demonstrate the strength of my Mu family in a head-on confrontation. In short, the more military exploits I gain, the more hope I have of revitalizing my family."

While the two were talking, four Nascent Soul cultivators from the Six Caves Sect also rushed to the edge of the battle.

"Mr. Long?!"

"Is this... a fire without fire?"

The Blood Shadow Cave Master and the Poison Scorpion Cave Master exclaimed in succession.

The Demon Heart Cave Master looked at Lu Hongtu and said, "No wonder the Great Cave Master retreated in time. It turns out that our situation is already in jeopardy!"

Lu Hongtu smiled bitterly: "It's more than just dangerous. Lord Long has used the Dragon King's roots, and the majestic vitality has boosted the power of the Fireless. With such a huge flame, who among us can go in and rescue?"

"Who has such means?"

Mo Xin and the other three Nascent Soul cultivators were all dismayed.

"Then shall we... retreat?" The Demon Heart Cave Lord hesitated for a moment and communicated only with his spiritual sense.

Lu Hongtu's face was gloomy, and he was about to nod, but suddenly his eyes froze and he looked shocked.

Because he saw a round stone ball rushing directly into the raging flames with an unprecedented, reckless attitude!

It's the Stone Monster!!

(End of this chapter)