In front of the gray fog, on the ancient road of Langya!

When Linghe Zhenren looked at the golden armored puppets, the corners of their mouths twitched.

If you have these puppets, you'll take them out soon!

Now that you are called Ben Zhenren, how can you keep your face?

Although Linghe Zhenren was so angry that he quickly adjusted his mind.

With the current strength of both sides...

If they really don't die, even if they can get rid of the black-robed monk in front of them, most of them will be killed or injured.

What's more!

No one knows how many puppets there are in front of him?

The Linghe Zhenren who understood the key here, his cold old face was like the melting of spring snow, and his smile instantly covered his old face.

Then he smiled and said with a happy look on his face:

"That's of course!"

After the words came, Linghe Zhenren felt aroused in his heart, as if he had thought of something?

Then said:

"I don't know how many pieces of [Mist Order] are there?"

"If there is any surplus, I and others are willing to exchange with fellow Taoists with spiritual pills or treasures of heaven and earth!"

"The price will never disappoint fellow Taoists!"

"After all, this [Mist Order] is just a certificate to enter the gray fog area, and there is only one piece of it!"

While talking.

On the old face of Linghe Zhenren, there was a look of sincerity slowly.

And the monks also looked at Cheng Buzheng with anticipation.

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head.

[Mist Order] Although there is still one in the deity, that token is just in case.

What's more!

These golden elixir monks in front of him could not produce the treasures that made him moved.

after all!

Now Cheng Buzheng just wants to break through the Golden Pill Realm and step into the position of the True Lord of the Yuanying.

In addition, it is to refine the spiritual materials lacking in the natal magic weapon.

These two types of treasures are not something that the group of golden elixir monks in front of me can take out.

Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng didn't hesitate at all and spoke directly:

"【Mist Order】is extremely rare. It is already a lucky thing to get a piece below. How could it be redundant?"

Hearing this.

The old Taoist Linghe frowned slightly, and then stretched out.

Although this result was expected, it was still a little disappointed in the end.

However, they did not doubt the authenticity of the black-robed monk in front of them.

after all.

Once it enters the gray fog area, the [Mist Order] will have no effect at all.

Therefore, if the other party really has it, they will definitely trade it with them.

As for the strength of both sides, there is almost the same difference, so there is no need to worry about being bad at the wrongdoer.

Under such favorable conditions, if there is really an extra [Mist Order], ordinary monks will not refuse to trade with them.

soon!

The old Taoist Linghe suppressed the disappointment in his heart and said with a smile:

"Since that's the case, the old Taoist and others won't disturb fellow Taoists!"

"Fellow Taoist, please give yourself your own care!"

After saying this!

Linghe Zhenren and others got out of the way.

This is also an attitude.

after all!

The width of the Langya Ancient Road is very wide.

Of course it is not bad, the road surface occupied by Linghe Zhenren and others.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng looked at the golden elixir monks through the black veil falling from the hat and said calmly:

"Then thank you fellow Taoist, for opening the door to convenience!"

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng did not stay, and his thoughts moved.

Two golden armored puppets opened the way in front, transformed into puppets and centered, and the remaining golden armored puppets followed behind them.

The old Taoist Linghe looked at Cheng Buzheng's back, a hint of ugly flashed across his eyes, and murmured:

"It's really cautious!"

Even if he was so kind, the other party was not careless.

There are many golden-armored puppets, and they can't find any opportunity to take advantage of them.

same!

The golden elixir monks looked at the back of the golden armored puppet, and a hint of disappointment flashed in their eyes.

Obviously.

Their plan was lost.

It was not until the figure of the last golden-armored puppet disappeared into the gray fog that they then retracted their gaze.

"It is rare to see such a tough monk. Let's wait for the next one!"

Linghe Old Dao sighed.

Then he waved his sleeves and a jade pendant was suspended in the air, sliding down a transparent light curtain.

Immediately, the old Taoist Linghe stepped into it.

See this.

The other eight monks also walked in one after another.

Look again.

There was no more figure on this ancient Langya Road.

On the other side.

Cheng Buzheng, transformed into a puppet, walked into an area of ​​turbulent gray fog.

moment.

A powerful force of suppression fell on him. With every step forward, the force of suppression doubled.

Even if the puppet body refined with many precious spiritual materials, it is impossible to go far here.

Not to mention, flying in the air.

at the same time.

Cheng Buzheng also discovered that as he went deeper, the tumbling gray fog was constantly corroding the body of the puppet.

Even if magic weapons are sacrificed, the shield will increase its mana drastically under the erosion of gray fog.

With the magic power in the magic source that incarnates the puppet, putting aside other factors...

This incarnation puppet can only last for two hours at most.

Moreover, you can't continue to go further.

Because the more you move forward, the more intense the gray fog becomes, the more severe the erosion it will be.

After a little experiment, Cheng Buzheng also understood the dangers here.
To be continued...