Sun Ning and Sun Ning turned a deaf ear, both of them were naked, and only focused on the good things from Baiyu Camp.

They broke into an armory again and saw more than 500 war horses.

Bai Ling Qingchen!

One after another, the white horses are slender and elegant.

Their hair is as white as snow, covering their whole bodies, like the most exquisite white jade carvings.

What's strange is that their horse manes are like bird feathers, slender and soft. The silver-white feathers extend from the horse's head and neck, floating like a waterfall, giving people an extremely light and fairy-like feeling. Their tails are also thin.

It is replaced by long white feathers. When the pony tail droops, the feathers flutter like feathers, shining like ice and snow.

Bai Ling Qingchen's limbs are slender, and there are faint gray spots on the horse's legs, like tiny dust marks.

The armament of Baiyu Camp is very luxurious!

All of them have mounts, but they are not considered cavalry because they have not been trained with corresponding battle formations.

This time when they were attacked, Baiyu Camp was located behind Barbarian Demon Camp and received the warning in advance.

They dismounted in advance, put the tired horses into the stalls, and then formed a formation on the spot to conduct a defensive battle.

It is the plan of Shuang Jing and others to train their own side into a riding battle formation.

Ning Zhuo fisted his hands and sighed: "Good horses, they are all good horses. Unfortunately, they are harder to steal than weapons."

Sun Lingtong said: "Xiao Zhuo, no need to regret, I have the means!"

He took out the incense, lit it directly, wrapped it in a large cloud of smoke, and placed it in front of him.

Sun Lingtong activated the stealing technique, and whenever a white-feathered light dust horse appeared among the dragons in the trap, it would be the first to be enveloped in smoke.

Bai Ling Qingchenma was already restrained and unable to move. After quickly inhaling the smoke, he was immediately knocked unconscious.

"What a powerful misant, boss, how could you have this?" Ning Zhuo was quite surprised.

Sun Lingtong said: "It's not mine, I begged it from Yang Chanyu."

Ning Zhuo suddenly realized.

Yang Chanyu also came from the Fu Kong Sect and was very good at poison spells compared to Sun Lingtong.

After Bai Ling Qingchenma was knocked unconscious, Ning Zhuo stacked them one by one and filled each cabin.

Living objects, unlike dead objects, do not shrink easily.

Therefore, there have always been thresholds for transformation methods, and monks need to study hard and practice hard to gradually master them.

The stone ball rolled several times, stole all the horses, and then turned down again.

"Our horses!" The Jindan lieutenants were filled with grief and anger.

When they were raising money to buy this horse group, they all paid a huge price. They begged their grandfather to sue their grandmother, and they were able to raise the money with difficulty with the support of their family.

But now, it's all gone!

"Old monster in the stone, I curse you!!"

"I didn't expect you to be such a Nascent Soul, you don't need any dignity at all!!"

"Dignified Yuanying, you act like this and are so skilled in stealing. You are a disgrace to the Yuanying monks."

But Shuangjing has calmed down: "Let him steal, let him steal!"

"If he had joined forces with Mr. Long, we might have collapsed long ago."

"Now, the loss of wealth is indeed heartbreaking and hard to breathe, but at least we have stabilized the enemy's second Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Generals, you must fight to the end. Defeat Mr. Long first, and then defeat the old monster!"

The double pure spiritual consciousness conveys thoughts and boosts morale.

The morale was really boosted by him.

The Jindan lieutenants thought about this along with Shuangjing's thoughts, and they all felt lucky.

"Go and take out the weapons from the storage bag, replenish them, and induce the old monster in the stone to continue stealing and buy time for us!" Shuangjing ordered decisively.

How insignificant is money compared to life and death!

Without life, what's the use of more money?!

Shuangjing knew in her heart that her move was wise, but the emotions of grief, anger, and hatred were still difficult to resolve and accumulated more and more.

White Tiger’s Sky-Tearing Sword Qi!

With the support of military power, the sharp sword energy once again caused a wound on Long Ye's back.

The wound is bleeding profusely!

Although Lord Long is equipped with spiritual treasures, it is only the right shoulder armor, and the defense is not comprehensive. The defense of the right shoulder armor is the strongest.

After a long battle, the Baiyu camp suffered hundreds of casualties, and Shuangjing also found out the details of Mr. Long.

Master Long took a step back, trying to distance himself so that he could heal his wounds.

But he was already within the military formation, with enemies on all sides.

The next moment, the Jindan lieutenants swarmed in, and more than a dozen fists and kicks were thrown at him, beating Mr. Long to the point of losing his posture.

"Old monster in the stone, stop stealing treasures!"

"Defeat them, and I promise you that 50% of these trophies will be yours!"

Master Long's spiritual consciousness sent a message full of threats: "Have you forgotten that you are under the will of God!"

In Master Long's opinion, the old monster in the stone has never shown his full strength.

But for Sun Ning and Sun Ning, they did more than just try their best. They squeezed themselves again and again, and when they were exhausted and dying, they also recalled the horror of poverty, in order to spur themselves to break through the limit again.

And this is even more true for stone balls.

The stone ball itself is unable to move. Just continuous rolling has exceeded its limit.

Therefore, the divine decree has already satisfied the terms for the three of them and is no longer a restriction.

Long Ye called dozens of times, but could not get a response from the old monster in the stone. He was so angry that he shouted to the outside: "Doctor Akato, why are you bothering? Come and help me!"

Chiteng Yi, a Yuanying-level monk from the Guteng tribe, and her husband Cangteng King, a golden elixir monk, have already joined the battle.

But they and several other Jindan monks were intercepted by the Red Flower Camp and trapped in the Red Flower Dharma.

The red flower dharma can trap the horse's flying legs, so it can naturally trap these monks as well.

Doctor Akaito is not a demon cultivator. He is not physically strong and cannot attack with great force.

However, she and several other golden elixir monks assisted and cast spells continuously, which was far more harmful to the appearance of the spell than the flying legs of the horse.

The art of war rewards the three armies one by one!

Mulan looked pale, holding the general's order, and kept maintaining this military strategy.

The power of the Art of War is simple and straightforward, it is to consume spiritual stones and increase military strength!

"Continuing like this is not an option!"

"Our army's military expenditures are already stretched thin. This war has caused huge losses. If it continues for a while, it will be difficult to pay military pay for the next month."

War is like this. Once it reaches a stalemate, it will be a terrible waste of resources.

Mulan's eyes flashed with determination.

She took out a long bow, bent the bow and nocked an arrow in one breath.

Magic weapon-level weapons, or weapon treasures—Red Phoenix Bow and Fierce Heart Arrow!

The above-mentioned talents evolved magical powers - the Red Heart Arrow!

Military strength, battle formations, and national strength are perfectly blessed!

Mulan let go.

The bow strings suddenly sounded like a phoenix!

An arrow was shot, the sky shook, and the sky cracked.

The arrow's light shines brightly, like a giant pillar of the scorching sun, shooting straight into the nine heavens, its brilliance is like a rainbow, and all things are eclipsed!

By the time Lord Long reacted, it was already too late.

He lowered his head and looked at his heart. The muscles there were scorched black, there was a hole, and his heart burned out in an instant.

For a moment, the entire audience was silent.

Mulan lowered his head slumped, his hands were weak, and the long bow in his hand fell to the ground. He knelt down and almost fell down. Fortunately, Zhang Chongyi held him in time.

"Niece Xian, no, General Mu————" - Divine power!" Zhang Chongyi was extremely excited.

He never expected that Mulan would develop his talent into supernatural powers only at the Golden Elixir level.

Red-hearted pigeon arrows!
Chapter completed!