Before the gray mist, on Langya Ancient Road!
Spirit Crane True Person looked at the golden-armored puppets one after another, and the corner of his mouth could not help twitching.
If you had these puppets, you should have brought them out sooner!
And now you had made this True Person lose all face!
Though Spirit Crane True Person was furious within, he quickly adjusted his mindset.
Judging by the current strength of both sides...
If they truly fought to the death, even if they could eliminate the Black Robe Mortal Cultivator before them, more than half of their own number would be killed or wounded.
Besides!
Who knew how many more puppets the Black Robe Mortal Cultivator before them had?
Having grasped the crux of the matter, Spirit Crane True Person's cold old face thawed like spring snow, and a smile instantly spread across it.
Then, wearing a genial expression, he said with a smile:
"Of course!"
After speaking, Spirit Crane True Person's heart stirred, as if he had thought of something.
He continued:
"I wonder, Fellow Daoist, how many [Mist Tokens] do you have?"
"If you have any to spare, this old daoist and the others are willing to trade Spirit Pills or Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures for them!"
"The price will certainly not disappoint Fellow Daoist!"
"After all, the [Mist Token] is merely proof for entering the gray mist region. One is enough!"
As he spoke.
Spirit Crane True Person's old face bore an expression of utmost sincerity.
The other Mortal Cultivators also looked expectantly at Cheng Buzheng.
Upon hearing this.
Cheng Buzheng hesitated inwardly for a moment, but ultimately shook his head.
Although his true body still had one [Mist Token], that Identity Token was reserved for emergencies.
Besides!
The Golden Core Mortal Cultivators before him