"Oh, there is no way, the foundation of the Momen is really terrifying!" Fang Shanren smiled bitterly: "Especially those machine guns, with hundreds of millions of sects on the periphery, all of which are physical shells of level 3 or above, and they consume hundreds of billions of dollars every day, but they have been shooting for ten years without any sign of reduction! The materials of these shells alone are equivalent to the production of our Fang Shanshan for nearly 10,000 years!"

"The most terrifying thing is artificial. Third-level artillery shells must be refined by formal weapon refiners. Although it is simple, you can only refine hundreds of tens of them if you die a day. In this way, wouldn't the Mo Sect have to support hundreds of billions of weapon refiners to maintain such a strong shelling?" Yingzhou Shanren smiled bitterly and said, "Where do they have so many weapon refiners?"

"My spy found a secret. Fang Lie of Momen once pitted a Mid Thousand World in the hands of Buddhism. He shed countless gold-eating rat demons and cultivated them into weapon refiners who specialize in refining artillery shells." The Sword Master of Penglai said solemnly: "You all know that the terrible reproduction ability of rat demons can proliferate in a hundred years without natural enemies. Even if there are very few high-quality people, it is not a big problem to gather tens of billions of weapon refiners!"

"So that's it!" Fang Abbot Shanren smiled bitterly: "In the battle of Kunlun Mountain, the Momen supported countless shells, and the feelings were Fang Lie's private possession!"

"Hehe, no matter how many treasures Fang Lie left, it would be useless. Are you going to be submerged by the rock puppet legion of Fang Abbot Mountain?" The man from Yingzhou Mountain smiled and said, "It's ridiculous to say that the Mo Sect claims to be the strongest weapon refining, but he was eventually defeated by the puppet. Is this a big irony?"

"It means that the Abbot's Immortal Sect is better at refining weapons!" The Penglai Sword Master couldn't help but smile.

"Where, where!" The Abbot Shanren couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Don't let me down. In terms of refining weapons, the Mo Sect is the strongest. Our rock heroes are actually just temporarily plasticized by Taoism. Not only does it consume the original power of the Abbot's stone, but it also has to pay a considerable amount of high-level stones. Even so, at most ten years of storage, the spiritual energy will be automatically dissipated and turned into an ordinary sculpture. That is, temporary emergency things, and they dare not compare with the Mo Sect's mechanism puppet technique."

"Look at the word "Yang" is the pinnacle of mechanical techniques. It has been broken in ten years. I don't know how many puppet warriors are, but now they are still full of combat power, quantity and quality. On the contrary, there are already several half-dozen fellow Taoists who are not careful of being hurt by them for a while!" At this point, Fang Abbot Shanren's eyes were full of envy and smiled: "It's a pity that this treasure flower fell in Yingzhou. Someone said that you had a shallow vision and actually chose that broken thing, but now it seems that you really have unique vision!"

"Yes, yes!" Penglai Sword Master also smiled bitterly: "My abbot and I chose Mocheng with the name Zhiling and the twelve Duer Tianzhou with the name Yiling. At that time, I thought we had taken advantage of it, but now we are all clearly silly! After this battle, the Yongling was afraid that the Mocheng and the dilapidated ones would be safe, and half of the twelve Duer Tianzhou would be fine!"

"Half? Stop dreaming!" Abbot Shanren smiled bitterly, "Half has been destroyed now, and the rest are seriously damaged. Moreover, according to the Mo Sect's stubbornness, I am afraid that someone will self-destruct before dying. I would rather destroy than leave it to us. At that time, we two may be in vain!"

"Yes, yes, we suffer a lot!" The Sword Master Yingzhou immediately said with a bitter face: "Two, my decision this time is too confused and has brought huge losses to the sect. If I don't do it well, I can't even keep the position of the sect leader. For the sake of our intercourse for thousands of years, don't you steal the sect world left by Fang Lie, right? Anyway, it's just some low-level rat monsters. If I ask me to take it back, it can be considered an explanation to the sect?"

"How can a mere world of Zhongqian and some ragged rat demons be considered an explanation?" The man from Yingzhou Mountain immediately said: "It's better to give me that world of Zhongqian and I will give you the ten thousand-year field that should be given to us. That is the treasure that concerns the foundation of the sect!"

"Don't, I just need to go to the thousand worlds. How can I have the nerve to take such an important thing as a Wanniantian field?" Penglai Sword Master said immediately.

"Okay, okay, you two don't want to act!" Abbot Shanren said with a wry smile: "I'm also jealous of Fang Lie's world. If possible, I can even give up all the ninth-level magic weapons and also take them all into them, but do you agree?"

"This~" Penglai Sword Master couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, "If it were a thousand years ago, I would definitely agree, but now, with the support of the ancestors of the Earth Immortal Realm, no one is embarrassed to say hello without dozens of ninth-level magic weapons. In comparison, Fang Lie's Zhongqian World is more interesting!"

"Yes, after capturing the Mo Sect, the entire world is all ours. There is no shortage of spiritual medicine, magic weapons, and various materials. The only thing I lack is the weapon refiner who turns the materials into combat power." Yingzhou Shanren said helplessly: "Although the rat demon is not talented, I am afraid that I can only refine sixth-level shells if I can die. But with a large number, it is terrifying enough!"

"Yes, if anyone used the sixth-level shell to hit people in the past, I would definitely be disdainful. Not to mention the material consumption, although the power is huge, it is difficult to aim. As long as dodge is, no matter how many cannons are, it is a waste!" Penglai Sword Master sighed: "But after seeing the battle of Kunlun Mountain and this battle of Momen, I suddenly realized that after the shells became a sea, it was so terrible. After the explosion of the sixth-level shell, the power was as high as the eighth level. As long as there were a thousand volleys, I would not dare to take it head-on, so I could only dodge! The number of more than 100,000 volleys, I might not be able to dodge, and I would definitely be injured!"

"I remember, there were several half-immortal fellows who attacked sneak attacks, and were beaten to death by tens of thousands of sixth-level shells!" Yingzhou Mountain Man smiled and said, "There was even a guy who almost died inside."

"As far as I know, although it is very troublesome to refine the sixth-level shells, they can be preserved for more than one million years, and it is definitely worthwhile to save a batch to deal with the crisis!" The abbot Shanren said immediately, "Since that's the case, then let's not talk nonsense. The three families can share the rat demons equally!"

"That's all!" The man from Yingzhou nodded, but suddenly remembered something and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, Fang Lie, with his mere Jinchi realm, overwhelmed all the heroes, making us half immortals obey orders and be timid. But now, he has only been away for hundreds of years, and we are going to destroy the sect and divide the property. It's really interesting to say!"

"Hmph!" The Penglai Sword Master immediately said disdainfully: "Young man, if he has some skills, he doesn't know that the world is high and the earth is rich. In this vast world, he still has the capital to be rampant, but when he reaches the Earth Immortal Realm, he doesn't know how to restrain himself, and he is simply seeking death!"

"He not only caused great trouble for himself, but also implicated the sect!" Abbot Shanren also sneered: "It's not because of him, how could the superiors support us without reservation? The expenses generated by the extermination of the Mo Sect are a hundred times or a thousand times higher than the Mo Sect's value! But so what? People don't care about this loss!"

"Speaking of this, the earthly fairy world is really terrifying. There are thousands of ordinary human immortal talismans! Even in order to deal with Mocheng, even the Golden Immortal-level talismans were given. Is it worth it for a mere Fang Lie?" The man from Yingzhou asked in confusion.

"Why isn't it worth it?" Fang Lie sneered, "You don't know. I heard that Fang Lie actually got involved in the battle between the two great ancestral sects and became the key figure among them! Are you saying this a traitor?"

"What? It's actually related to the battle between the Daozu's sect?" The man from Yingzhou exclaimed: "He really doesn't know how to write the word "death"! This time, I'm afraid that not only the Momen here is going to be unlucky, but the Momen in the Immortal World also wants to follow him?"

"Then I don't know!" Fang Lie smiled and said, "Anyway, Fang Lie is dead this time, and there is no one to save the Mo Sect!"

"Not necessarily?" Penglai Sword Master suddenly frowned and said, "As far as I know, Fang Lie is a tough and honest man. Once he knows the crisis of the sect, he will probably kill him back at all costs. It's not that I'm going to increase his majesty, I haven't seen him for eight hundred years. If that monster really comes back, I'm afraid that all of us will definitely not be our opponent!"

"Speaking of this, I'm also worried about this!" The man from Yingzhou Mountain smiled bitterly, "That guy Fang Lie is as hard as iron, and he is completely unmoved by external things. And he still has an immortal body. What can we do if we take down the Mo Sect? Once Fang Lie comes back, he will definitely kill a mountain of corpses and blood! Think about how powerful there were in Kunlun Mountain back then? He wasn't he killed all of them, and there were tens of millions of demon cultivators who died at that guy's hands! We have completely annoyed him this time. When I think of me provoking such a ruthless person, I can't even sleep at night!"

"I'm the same!" Penglai Sword Master smiled bitterly and said, "I had seen Fang Lie's battle to smooth the White Bone Demon Sect with his own eyes. The White Bone Mountain, which is a radius of millions of miles, was burned to ashes by him with a huge fire. Nearly one of the White Bone Sect disciples did not come out! I always feel that Penglai Fairy Mountain may become the next sea of ​​fire!"

"You are all worried!" Fang Shanren smiled and said, "Do you think the above are not considering it? The reason why they dealt with the Momen at all costs is not just to vent their anger. In fact, they are fishing! They are not afraid of Fang Lie coming, but they are afraid that Fang Lie will not come! As long as he dares to show up, he will be dead!"

"Really?" Yingzhou Shanren asked hurriedly: "Is there a way to destroy his immortal body?"
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