World of Cultivation

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How did he find the location of the Yuheng base camp?

Not only Sangnan, but many warriors will soon notice this, and everyone can't help but flash a strange color. Laughing Mog's men are all cone-shaped demon, there is no military unit that can serve as a whistle.

However, laughing Mogo did not go through any exploration, he found the right direction.

"This guy" a warrior said: "Good luck!"

Other warriors nod their heads, just looking for a direction, it is the right direction, luck is so good!

Hearing the sound of discussion around him, Sannan did not speak, and his heart was in doubt. He could not tell whether it was luck to laugh out. You don't need to probe the whistle, you can gain insight into the situation on the battlefield, and you only need to be strong enough. But this kind of insight is not unlimited. The bigger the battlefield, the more knowledge you need. In a large-scale battle, the information that the war can acquire is like a drop in the ocean. A large number of whistle can get enough battlefield information.

For any warrior, battlefield information is the basis for their instructions.

Sangnan has never seen a warrior who does not even send out the whistle, but the most strange thing is that the other party actually found the right direction! For a time, even he believed that this guy was really lucky.

However, why is there a dangerous feeling...

The knowledge of the grandson is spread out like a big net, and all the movements around the 50-mile range are in his grasp. Soon, he found the trace of air remaining in the air. This is a kind of strange atmosphere that he is different from the war demon he has seen before. It should be a unit that he has not seen before.

He narrowed his eyes, and in the fierce battle, the calm light shone.

The gods know quietly, the snow torrents are not obstructed, a smooth change, the direction of a turn, like the mercury dumped on the ground, silently and high-speed advance.

A seemingly simple change of direction, but caused a burst of exclamation, even in the eyes of Pu Yao can not help but flash a trace of surprise.

The command team's change in the high-speed forward is one of the basic skills of a warrior. The more people there are, the more difficult it is, and the faster the speed, the more difficult it is. This is the operation of every warrior, and it is also one of the most tactical actions to test the basic skills of the war.

The silver war will need to be able to control about a thousand war demons to complete the high-speed forward.

Five thousand, that is the standard of the golden warrior!

Is it... Is this guy already reaching the standard of the golden war?

"The knowledge of Gongsun’s younger brother is really sensitive!" Zuo Mo could not help but praise, although he did not understand the war, but at first glance he saw the mystery.

At the same time, giving orders to 5,000 people, not only requires a strong sense of God, but also needs to be sensitive enough. No wonder Zuo Mo is surprised that such subtle operations have always been his best. Whether it is spiritual power or knowledge, he is not strong, but it is sensitive.

"Is it a beastly beast?" Pu Yao muttered to himself.

The control of the gods displayed by the grandson is far more than the level of the previous game. In a short period of time, how much has he improved so much? The first one of the Pu Yao was thinking of the beastly beast, because he knew that the Gongsun was desperately taking the soul beast.

Could it be that this soul beast can make the gods more sensitive?

The Pu Yao guess is right, the change of the public sage is the benefit of these soul beasts. The talent of the grandson in cultivation is quite general, which in fact greatly restricts his development in the war. He tried his best to create his own warfare, but his level of talent was not enough to satisfy his own satisfaction.

Until when he discovered the refining and smashing soul beasts and helped his own knowledge, the ecstatic little mother started the crazy refining plan! He spends almost all of his time on the refining and sacred beasts, and at this time it is the unfolding of the hunting action. The constant stream of beasts makes him not need to worry about the supply of the beasts.

Once it comes to the warlord's problems, the shy little girl always shows his madness inadvertently!

This time is no exception!

He did not hesitate to gamble himself without actually figuring out the beastly beast. Because he knows that if he wants to go further, he must solve the problem of insufficient knowledge. He is eager to win! In order to pursue victory, he would rather take the risk again!

He bet on it, and his knowledge is much more sensitive than before.

"The soul of the Beast?" Zuo Mo also revealed a thoughtful expression, suddenly remembered the golden soul in his hand. This time has been busy, in addition to Gongsun brother, Pu Yao and Wei, including himself, have not taken the gold soul.

I was so busy that I forgot all the important things.

Zuo Mo can't help but laugh at himself.

In the game of chess, the difference between the grandson and the grandson is extremely fast. The tiny cone-shaped demon team is like a red lightning, and the python is straight, pointing to the other base camp.

Not luck! Sangnan’s heart jumped wildly.

Other warriors also saw that something was wrong: "Oh, there are weird, this kid can't be so lucky every time, how is it right?"

"Yes! Evil!"

"This guy's nose is not a dog?"

"The dog is not good!"

The discussion around him was getting louder, and He Mei looked blank. She was not a warrior. She was confused. She curiously asked Sangnan: "What are they talking about?"

Sangnan patiently explained: "They are saying, how can you laugh at Mogol and know the location of Yuheng's base camp without using the whistle."

"Yeah!" He Mei suddenly realized: "No wonder I think there is something wrong with it. It turned out that I didn't see the detective whistle of Mogol." Immediately she asked inexplicably: "Why don't you laugh at Mogo? Can you know the base camp of Yu Heng?"

Sangnan whispered: "The cones are not suitable for the whistle. Their speed is not slow, but it is not too fast. The most important thing is that they will not hide their bodies. Laughing Mogo should have a secret method to find each other. The breath of the post."

The surrounding arguments stopped and everyone was listening. Sangnan was the best in China, and he has been the title of “Best Young Warlord” for three consecutive years. There are countless champions of various war games. In the battle of the younger generation, he is definitely able to rank in the top five. Many military officers are very optimistic about him.

Although he unexpectedly became a follower of the night and moon, he gave up the opportunity to serve as the head of a military army, which made his reputation suffer a lot. In the past few years, he has rarely appeared in the public, but is low-key on the side of guarding the night. But the name of the first battle of the genius alliance, but no one will doubt.

"Look carefully, laughing at the route that Mogo is moving forward is exactly the route that Yuheng’s whistle is back."

This is the expression on the faces of everyone. It’s no wonder that the original laughter has such a powerful secret.

Just at this time, this red snow torrent flooded the encounter with Yu Heng. Yu Heng has long known the location of the laughing Mogo. In order to obtain more information, the whistle sent to this direction is naturally much more.

These whistle whistle saw the team and could not help but be shocked and immediately returned. And some of the whistle, I want to plant a message tree and send the news here back. However, how can the grandson and grandchildren give them this opportunity, and with a wave of hands, the team immediately drowns these probes.

These whistle whistle is too late to send back information, and they will scream.

Other probes saw it and ran faster.

The grandson did not hesitate to command the team, followed closely behind these whistle whistle, always maintaining the right distance and not giving them the opportunity to plant a message tree.

In the demon world, the most used message is the message tree. The whistle carries the seeds of the message tree. They only need to plant the seeds. The message tree will grow up in a very short time and bear fruit. The fruit of the message tree is broken into colorful fog, which can turn the message into images and sounds and send them back.

The seeds of the same message tree can convey information to each other, which is extremely convenient. But the message tree has a flaw, that is, it takes time. The growth of the seed to fruition results in about a fragrant time. The time of a fragrant incense is not a natural thing in peacetime, but if it is in a critical moment, this fragrant time becomes the most deadly weakness.

At the moment, these probes lack the time of this incense.

The team of the grandsons suddenly separated, and the team that was originally like a torrent was divided into six large snowflakes. Each big snowflake is about eight hundred cone-shaped demon. They are like six high-speed rotating blades. The two sides are the most protruding, and the middle is dragged back to form an arc. They bite behind the whistle and drive them together. Don't let them separate.

One run and one chase, just like this, after half an hour, the team of Gongsun’s poor has already reached the periphery of the Yuheng camp.

In this scene, you can see that the demon is stunned.

This... What is this style of play?

A little bit of the game of war, the two sides often have to last for twenty or thirty hours, or even more. The vast terrain, with sufficient strategic depth, has enough roundabout space. Both sides have to undergo a large number of reconnaissances, temptations, local wrestling, compression of the other side's living space, etc., and then the final battle.

And like this ultra-large-scale game of chess, many wars are ready to watch the three days and nights.

However, laughing Momo, who never played cards according to common sense, is no exception this time. If you don't build a camp or don't plant a demon tree, you will pull all the troops in the first game and directly kill each other's base camp. This is what is this game?

"Too, too rogue!"

A warrior muttered subconsciously, but let all the warriors who felt the head of the heart screamed!

That's right! rogue! It is rogue!

Only those rogue street gangsters who don’t pay attention to the technical content will be able to pull all the people like this, and hula directly kill the other side’s door...

Sangnan felt that he had swallowed a fly, and he couldn’t tell what was wrong. Before I laughed at Mogol's snowflake formation, it was like a lightning bolt that pierced the clouds, giving him a sense of surprise. After tracking the secret skills, it is also unpredictable. All the signs made him full of expectations for the battles under his pick.

However, this kind of expectation is not the unreasonable killing of the door!

That's right, it doesn't make sense! He seemed to see a brilliant swordsman, after a series of dazzling and amazing tricks, suddenly lost his sword, but took out the pig knife at the waist and rushed up like a wild man.

Strategy? Tactical? Skills?

The strong contrast made Sannan almost uncomfortable with vomiting blood.

At this time, the Gongsun difference did not stop any more, and directly launched an attack. In the eyes of Sangnan, the beauty of the snowflake disappeared! He was like seeing a butcher with a slap in the face, smirking and picking up a pig knife, and screaming at the other's brain, like a pig, and slashing!