Just as the half-immortals were talking, the war ahead was still in full swing.

On the surface, the demon tribe suffered countless casualties, but the human monks suffered very few losses, and the situation seemed to be very good.

But in fact, those who understand can see that there is something wrong with the human race.

Without the support of the magic on the ground, the Momen warships must do their best to barely block the attack of the demon army.

But the problem is that the warships of Momen cannot output all their strength for too long, because the power they consume comes from the spiritual energy stored in the energy pool.

Except for a few high-level warships that have been transformed, most of the other warships are still the same as before, and the energy pool can only satisfy the consumption of spiritual energy for one day of fighting with all their might.

Once the energy pool is completely exhausted, the Momen fleet must burn a large number of spirit stones and spirit beads to maintain its current combat power.

If tens of thousands of warships burn spirit stones and spirit beads together, the amount consumed will definitely be extremely terrifying. Even if the Kunlun sects are rich, they will definitely not last long. Anyway, it is impossible to last for a few years.

Huo Wufang had already seen this problem, so he retreated while fighting, trying to slowly get closer to the front line behind, where formations have begun to be set up.

Once the protection of the large array is provided, the pressure on the Momen Fleet will be much less.

However, although Huo Wufang thought well, he could not handle it exactly as he wanted, because it took a lot of time to arrange the formation.

Although Lanshan Zhenren immediately dispatched a large number of personnel to arrange formations on the second front, it still took three days to barely set up the layout, and finally locked the front line that was thousands of miles long.

In these three days, the Momen warship had already consumed all the inventory of the energy pool, and could only burn spirit stones and spirit beads to ensure full output.

In just these two days, the wealth of one billion spiritual beads was consumed, with an average of 500 million per day!

Of course, the money must have been paid by the Kunlun Sects, and they really felt sorry for it.

But then, something even more distressing happened. Even when he arrived at the second battleship, with the protection of the large formation, the pressure on the Momen fleet was reduced by more than half, and he still needed to burn spirit stones and spirit beads.

However, this time the consumption is much smaller, and the average consumption is about 200 million or 300 million spirit beads per day.

This is also impossible. The Demon Army is too powerful and too cunning. Their terrifying number and extremely high quality are almost every moment. Thousands of monsters above level eight have entered the space channel.

There are many terrifying existences of the ninth level or even tenth level. They all have extremely high intelligence and survivability, and can often break through the fire blockade and launch a surprise attack in front of the fleet.

Although Fang Lie and the Sword God intercepted a lot, it is still impossible to have them all at the moment. These fish that escaped the net would pose a huge threat to the fleet. Many monks died at their hands, and Fang Lie had no time to rescue them.

Moreover, the Momen warships began to suffer losses, and eight low-level warships had been blown up. In addition, dozens of them were severely damaged and had to be returned to the back for repair.

In this case, the Momen warship must maintain a constant combat power. It is obviously not enough to rely on the temporary conversion of spiritual energy from the Yuanqi furnace. It must also burn spirit stones and spirit beads.

However, the Mo Sect doesn't care about this loss, and the Kunlun Sects will ultimately bear the responsibility.

But the Kunlun Sects couldn't stand it anymore. The loss of 200 to 300 million spirit beads per day is 60 to 70 billion per year! Even if they have some strategic reserves, they will definitely not be able to reach this number!

Even if it is the richest Momen in the mortal world, its strategic reserves are only more than one billion small spirit beads.

Moreover, this magic disaster may last for several years. If it continues to be consumed like this, I am afraid that the two Kunlun sects will not be enough to sell them.

So, after the front line stabilized, Lanshan Zhenren invited one of Fang Lie's clones to discuss the matter.

He was afraid that he would offend Fang Lie this time, so he did not dare to meet in front of all the immortals, but instead invited Fang Lie to a secret room.

After the two were polite, Lanshan Zhenren said straight to the point: "Master Fang Ling, I will not hide it. Now the daily consumption of spiritual pearls is more than 200 million, and we really can't afford it. The strategic reserves of the two Kunlun sects are only 20 billion, and they can last for up to 100 days. However, this damn demon tide lasts for several years!"

"Well, this is indeed a problem~" Fang Lie said slowly: "Then what do you mean?"

"Can you ask Momen to send more fleets of the same size, one fleet will fight in the front and the other will use the energy furnace to recover in the rear. If you interlaced it in this way, wouldn't it save a lot of consumption?" Lanshan Zhenren said hurriedly.

"Haha~" Fang Lie smiled slightly, and then said without hesitation: "This is obviously impossible. Momen has already taken out half of its assets and then half of it. What should I do in my hometown? Do you want it?"

"Now the enemy is in front of you. Whoever dares to sneak attack the Mo Sect will be the enemy of all our righteous ways!" Lanshan Zhenren hurriedly swore: "Not only that, we can also make an alliance. Within 100,000 years after the war, the enemy of the Mo Sect will be the enemy of our Kunlun sects. If the Mo Sect is destroyed, then Kunlun will be destroyed! That's good?"

"Not good~" Fang Lie shook his head and said, "You Kunlun are now clay Bodhisattvas crossing the river, and they are unable to protect themselves. What's the use of saying this? Especially now, you may not protect the mountain gate, who is afraid of you? So you can't scare those demon sects, nor those powerful demon clans. It's completely nonsense!"

"You?" Lanshan Zhenren was so angry that his face turned green. He couldn't help but say, "Can you just want to watch Kunlun perish? You know, we are now in a relationship of losing our lips and teeth. If we are finished, the whole world will be in danger!"

The words of Lanshan's real person are absolutely true. The demon world opposite is extremely powerful, with a 12th-level demon lord standing in charge. He regards the mortal world as a piece of fat, just like the people on Fang Lie who will regard the Zhongqian world as a treasure.

Therefore, once they gain a foothold, they will surge out like a tide until the entire mortal world becomes a demonic land. At that time, this is the paradise of monsters, and the human race will become slaves, or even pig-like food, and no sect can survive.

In response, Fang Lie smiled slightly and said, "Of course I can't watch this happen, so I can still provide you with some help, but don't mention the matter of the fleet. We cannot leave the Mo Sect empty. There are countless powerful sects in history. They are ridden by others because of their empty nests and destroyed the family. There are too many lessons from the past, and we offended the strongest Zhu Xian and the God-killing God. We will definitely not make such mistakes."

"Okay, since I refuse to send a fleet, then I'll ask, what good ways do you have to solve the problem in front of you?" Lanshan Zhenren said solemnly: "Don't tell me to borrow usury. I don't want the Kunlun sects to bear countless debts from now on."

"Of course I'm not that dark~" Fang Lie smiled and said, "Actually, what I mean is that you can buy physical shells to survive this crisis."

"Solid shell?" Arashiyama Shin-in-Lin immediately frowned, "I know that thing is indeed very powerful, but it is more expensive, several times more expensive than burning the spirit beads directly. I'm asking you to find a way to reduce expenses, but you're better, let me add expenses? Are you sure you're not teasing me?"

"Haha!" Fang Lie smiled slightly and said, "Master Master, you don't really think that the Momen warship can fire with all its strength for a few years, right? I understand and tell you that even a ninth-level warship cannot do this."

"This~" Lanshan Zhenren frowned and said, "I know that low-level warships can fight with all their strength for one month, which is the limit. Whether it is a divine pattern formation or a divine thunder tower, it will cause losses during frequent use. It must be repaired and maintained before it can continue to participate in the battle. This time is not too little."

"That's right, most warships cannot continue to fight forever. Although the quality of Momen's warships is good, one or two months is almost the limit. Only those above the ninth level can fight continuously for about a year. Many eighth level warships can only last for four or five months and must be maintained. Therefore, even if you have endless spiritual beads for us to consume, we cannot maintain continuous fire suppression. We must have a period of rest! But~"

Fang Lie changed his tone and smiled: "There is different in physical artillery shells. It is powerful, but it consumes very little spiritual energy. A warship can support the bombardment of hundreds of physical artillery guns by relying solely on the spiritual energy converted from the energy furnace. Moreover, this special artillery cannon is also easy to install, manufacture, and can be easily made. Therefore, if you want to have strong firepower that can last for several years, physical artillery shells are your best choice."

"But the problem is that physical shells are too expensive!" Lanshan Zhenren smiled bitterly and said, "I can't even afford the consumption of 200 million spirit beads per day, and this thing is afraid it will cost 100 million spirit beads per day?"

"Maybe there will be more, but it doesn't matter~" Fang Lie chuckled and said, "I can collect eighth-level magic weapons. One piece is enough for the shells used for several months, from first to fifth-level, enough!"

Only then did Yasuan Man react and said angrily: "So you guy is waiting for me here?"

"Haha, you two Kunlun sects must have many shameful eighth-level magic weapons in your hands. You can't use them anyway. Instead of eating dust in the warehouse, it's better to just give it to me, right?" Fang Lie said with a smile.

Yasuan Shin-man thought for a while and said, "If you want those things, you can give them to you, but the number of physical shells we need is calculated in billions. Are you sure you can supply them? As far as I know, even Momen itself does not have many such shells inside, right?"
Chapter completed!