After the two immortals evacuated

Without the burning source that Monets continued to invest, the flames of the mushroom forest gradually became smaller.

In the end, it was suppressed by various mushrooms and spores and disappeared in a short while.

This fire that lasted for a day eventually burned down about one-third of the territory of the Mushroom Forest.

This is also the reason why the two immortals in the painting caught the green Monets off guard.

The next day, the fire attack may not have that great effect. After all, the deeper you go into the mushroom forest, the more mushrooms, the stronger they are. There are even some special types that can extinguish fires.

In a few dozen minutes

The originally quiet surroundings suddenly felt dazed, and the figures of the two immortals in the painting appeared again.

They looked around carefully, but still found nothing.

"It seems that I'm suspicious."

"The wind came so suddenly that it almost interrupted our plan. I couldn't help but wonder if something was messing with our plan."

Kelbo looked gloomy and said, looking around.

"No, your suspicion is probably correct. I just felt some unknown aura, but it has disappeared now. You should know that the power given by the yellow crystal to me is much stronger than you guys in terms of perception."

The beautiful and delicate facial features were cursed, and the eyebrows were slightly frowned, showing a little charm.

If this guy is a woman, he is absolutely amazingly beautiful.

It's like a creation of heaven.

"really!"

"It seems that something really is against us?"

"What is it? The old monsters who obtained the energy that overflowed after crystal splitting? Logically, we should have all been cleared out. The energy dispersed by the crystal has been almost collected."

"Maybe it's Green Monet?"

"No, it shouldn't be them."

After making this guess, Kelbo shook his head before he could even wait for the curse to say anything.

"It's not that I look down on those inferior races, those born from crystal fragments, but just relying on crystal fragments to survive. They don't have the ability to do this."

"I guess these guys knew about our arrival and would only dare to hide in the mushroom forest and shivered. If they weren't afraid of the mere mushroom spore of the primitive spore in the center, they would be humming to our fairy in the painting."

Kelbo sneered a few times, his meaning was self-evident.

As the top existence among the oldest Huang and Bai Monet, he, like a god, didn't even care about the ordinary Huang and Bai Monet, let alone the inferior race in Huang and Bai Monet's eyes.

"Okay, let's say a few words. Those guys are not simple either. As the oldest green Monet, their abilities are not comparable to those of the red Monet, which is on the verge of collapse. Relying on the primitive spore tree, we can't do anything to them for a while. We can only gradually reduce the mushroom forest from the periphery and achieve the goal of weakening the ability of that thing."

"So, can't you tell what's going on with us?"

The tone of the spell is calm without any fluctuations.

"snort!"

"If it weren't for that guy Raphael, how could it be so troublesome to use black crystals now? The thing contained in that thing was definitely the absolute nemesis of these mushrooms."

Kelbo still cursed with hatred.

When it comes to Raphael, it seems that even the curse is not refuted.

It seems that this fairy in the white Monet painting has become the object of mutual rejection by the other four.

"By the way, I heard that there are some problems with you? The red Monet is missing? Has the crystal been found?"

The curse suddenly changed the topic and asked casually.

"fine!"

"No problem, don't worry."

A glimmer flashed in Kerrbo's eyes and said as if nothing had happened.

"Is that? That's good. But if you need help, I absolutely have no choice. After all, it's not enough to lose the restart plan. This world has not left us with much time. You should understand what I mean."

The curse still seems to have not given up.

She had already learned through her own channels that there was a big problem with the Red Monet on Kelbo's strategy.

Not only was the crystal not found, but even the old nest in Black Valley Town seemed to be erased by the mysterious existence.

In a huge town of Black Valley, there are almost more than 40,000 white Monets, and more than 1,000 practitioners, all of them are missing.

No one escaped.

It makes me feel scared when I think about it.

What kind of power can this be achieved?

Even with their ability to be immortals in painting, it will be of no use.

Kelbo was silent after hearing this, then shook his head.

The tone was slightly cold: "But I will handle it, don't worry. I can't delay the restart plan."

"Forget it? I really didn't find anything here. Go back and check whether there are mushroom spores lurking in Monet's body. Although I don't care about the life and death of those little things, I still need them as cannon fodder to eradicate the mushroom forest. It is hard to explain if they all die."

Kelbo changed the subject and a state of indifference reappeared on his face.

The two of them waited quietly for a moment; then their figure swayed and disappeared again like teleportation.

A quarter of an hour

Two quarters of a minute

Three quarters of a minute

Time is slowly lost.

After another half a day, wisps of gray-black mist that came from nowhere slowly spread out from the ground, gradually gathering together, getting bigger and thicker.

Finally, a large mass of ghost fog emitting cold, dark and unknown aura was formed.

A deep figure appeared at the center, like an abyss.

Wu Hao looked at the direction where the two immortals in the painting left and said nothing for a long time.

The power of the two immortals in the painting made him look a little sideways. The speed that was like teleportation was unobstructed, even he could not match.

The powerful aura it emits is almost as powerful as him.

Especially the fairy in the female painting, her powerful perception ability could even detect a slight mistake in Wu Hao scattered into ghost fog.

Three!

He can only deal with three immortals in the painting at one time. This is the biggest estimate. At most, you should not consider more than two of them at a conservative level.

Once there are more than three, even Wu Hao can only escape when he sees the wind.

Although it is embarrassing as a weird thing, there is nothing we can do about it. The immortal in this painting is indeed the most powerful monster he has encountered.

They may not be as strong as the long snake they met, but they are wise and scheming. They are all freaks who have lived for many years. They are cruel and cruel and bloodthirsty in their hearts.

This kind of existence is the most difficult to deal with.

Wu Hao still needs some precise planning to deal with them.

The strange wind just now was the cold wind that was activated by the ghost fog. He wanted to rely on mushroom spores to destroy the Monet coalition in one fell swoop, and even severely injured the two immortals in the painting, which almost exposed his existence.

But it looks like the effect is quite average.

The immortals in the painting are probably not afraid of these ordinary mushroom spores, and the coalition forces shocked Wu Hao even more.

With such a huge casualties, there was still no panic, like a robot. This kind of army was so envious of him.

Of course, it is not without anyone gaining anything.

"This spore"

"Interesting maybe this is the biggest gain I have in this small world"

Wu Hao looked at the ghost fog, some of the particles that were full of dust, and he was extremely happy.

The biggest shortcoming of Ghost Fog was actually solved in disguise here.
Chapter completed!