All My Skills Are Picked Up

0If you want to do it, you have to do it. You really can't hesitate, and you can't waste time.    

    

If he did not go tonight, he might see the Demonic Cultivator and Devil Cultivator alliance army urinate at the city gates tomorrow.    

    

Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang cleaned up their things and quickly prepared to leave.    

    

Fatty Zhang originally planned to bring Luo Ling along. However, this old fellow used the excuse of being in charge of commanding and refused the fatty to act together with him.    

    

As for the Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators that he had captured, as long as there were still survivors, he would throw them all to the fat man.    

    

He then sent a group of soldiers to escort them out of the city and headed straight to the Loulan.    

    

The leader of the group. Fatty Zhang and Lo Tian were both sitting on the boat.    

    

Lo Tian repeatedly told Fatty Zhang that tonight's operation was only to cause trouble. It was definitely not a real sneak attack.    

    

If the damn fatty was captured alive, Lo Tian would only offer incense to the fatty every year and not even burn paper money.    

    

The skull also borrowed Fatty Zhang's money. Although the skull's combat strength wasn't much. However, there were a lot of things it knew, and it had created a lot of strange things. They were all spectral cultivators' artifacts, which could be put to good use at this time.    

    

One should know that the things Lo Tian got, as long as it was something that he temporarily could not use, were basically given to the skull for research.    

    

This included the seeds of hope that Lo Tian had gotten back some time ago, as well as the buds of the Nightmare Tree.    

    

As for what tricks these skulls could play, Lo Tian had no idea.    

    

"Mr Lo, there's no problem with my side. You have to be careful over there. The Devil Cultivator ghost cultivators are very cunning. You might not be able to deceive them when you transform into a Demonic Cultivator."    

    

Lo Tian glared at the fatty and said," Don't talk about this. Put me down. We have to part ways. You go to Loulan. I will go to the encampment of the Devil Cultivator. Oh right, when you see me starting to make a move, you immediately go up, understand? "    

    

" I understand, it's a good deal. Are you still worried about me when I do things? I'm just afraid... Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything. "    

    

Under Fatty Zhang's reluctant gaze, Lo Tian got off the boat.    

    

Then Lo Tian took out his own Fart Cloud. His flying ship was definitely better than Fatty Zhang's. After all, Master Mei had made it himself, and it also had the perfect ability to transform.    

    

However, during the battle some time ago, the Fart Cloud had been damaged quite a bit.    

    

Now that Lo Tian sat on it again, he felt that he had returned to his original state. With a wisp of black smoke, he disappeared into the night sky.    

    

The location of the Devil Cultivator and the Demonic Cultivator was not far from Loulan. They had set up camp 50 miles away from Loulan, ready to attack the city at any time.    

    

It could be said that if Lo Tian and the others had not risen up, the battle between Fulong and Tuntun would have started a long time ago.    

    

Lo Tian looked at the pitch black camp and wondered if it had appeared too early.    

    

If they could decide the outcome of the battle, would they come again?    

    

That wouldn't work either. In that case, be it the Demonic Cultivator or the Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators, they would be able to see the northwest. There was no place for him to hide anymore.    

    

The current situation seemed to be slightly better.    

    

When they were still three to five miles away from the camp, Lo Tian put down the Fart Cloud and scattered the black smoke behind him.    

    

With his understanding of Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators, it was extremely stupid to directly enter this camp.    

    

Unlike the Demonic Cultivator, the Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators were extremely good at traps. Poison mist, traps, and hidden weapons were their specialty. Many of the Devil Cultivators were not in high spirits until night. Some of the spectral cultivators could only move at night.    

    

Therefore, if one wanted to sneak attack the camp of the Devil Cultivator ghost cultivators at night, it would be because one's brain was not functioning well. At least, one would be kicked by a group of donkeys.    

    

If one wanted to kill their way in, there was only one way, and that was to force their way in.    

    

Lo Tian secretly gritted his teeth. It was fine to attack forcefully, but whether he could come back alive was another matter altogether.    

    

He could transform into a Demonic Cultivator, but Lo Tian had to ensure that he would not be ganged up on by the Devil Cultivator ghost cultivators. He had to make sure he went up first!    

    

The best way to do so now was naturally to send a team of Earth Demon Rats to investigate.    

    

Unfortunately, after the great battle with Zhou Yuan... Those Earth Demon Rats under his command were completely finished. The number of surviving Earth Demon Rats was less than three digits. They had completely lost their ability to fight. Lo Tian had asked them to rest a long time ago.    

    

It would take at least a few months for the Earth Demons to recover their numbers.    

    

Without the Earth Demons, Lo Tian would have to rely on his own transformation ability. The Incarnation Spell could allow him to approach the outskirts of the camp without being discovered. What he needed to do was sneak in bit by bit.    

    

He directly turned into a stone material. Luo Yang hugged his hands and feet and started to roll in the direction of the camp.    

    

His current appearance was like a rolling stone that was blown by a gust of wind.    

    

Lo Tian's judgment was very accurate. The periphery of the camp was filled with wandering ghost cultivators. They were like ghosts, swaying back and forth as a warning.    

    

If it was an honest method, they would have discovered it long ago.    

    

These spectral cultivators were undoubtedly the lowest level among the spectral cultivators. Their strength was very weak, and they had lost their consciousness when they became spectral cultivators. Therefore, they could only be used by the other spectral cultivators as the most peripheral reconnaissance items.    

    

Their abilities were roughly two types.    

    

One was the Fierce Ghost Claw, and the other was the Fierce Ghost Shriek. As the name suggested, anyone who was hit by them would be shocked by the claw or the howl.    

    

Lo Tian naturally did not want to take these two moves, so he rolled very slowly. He tried his best not to be discovered.    

    

Finally, Lo Tian approached the wall of the camp.    

    

Usually, the camps of the army were made of wood and stone, but the camps of the Devil Cultivator spectral cultivators were full of poisonous vines. There was also a real poisonous river outside that was more than 20 feet wide. It could really melt the bones and soul.    

    

At this time, the Incarnation Spell would not be of much use. Lo Tian did not want to be infected by the poison before he even started fighting. Therefore, he turned into the night wind and gently floated up. Then, he quietly observed the situation inside.    

    

Inside the camp, there were messy buildings.    

    

There was a standard square formation, which should be the Forsaken Clan's battle formation. There was also a pile of black land, which looked like a quagmire. It should be the theater of the spectral cultivators.    

    

The other houses and toys made this camp seem different.    

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Lo Tian was calculating where he should transform from later on. It seemed like entering through the main door was a foolish act.    

    

Within the camp, there were clearly numerous death traps set up by Devil Cultivator. Those crystal fragments that leaned against the poisonous vines, no matter how Lo Tian looked at them, were killing moves that could instantly cut through space.    

    

If he really overestimated his own ability to enter from here, then he would definitely not be able to return alive today.    

    

"Trouble!"    

    

Lo Tian thought to himself.    

    

The situation seemed to be more complicated than he had imagined. Just as he was looking, a sharp scream came from outside.    

    

Then Lo Tian saw a flaming horse carriage speeding over from the end of his line of sight, heading straight for the back door of the camp.    

    

"Chief Fulong, come back, open the door!"    

    

With a loud whistle, the ghosts around drifted away.    

    

Lo Tian narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Fulong!"