Become a Fairy

boom! Occasionally, the Feihong-class battleship, which had a slight upper hand, would find time to fire a few shots at the army of ghost monks. With one shot, everything the beam of light passes is turned into dust. Whether it's Jindan level ghosts or Zhuqi level, they all turned into fly ash.

The power of this cannon was no worse than that of a young monk who had been conceived for many years, and those low-level ghosts couldn't resist it.

It's just that there are too many ghost commanders from ghost pawns to golden core monks. After learning the lesson, it is rare for a large number of ghosts to gather in one place. Although the spirit cannon is powerful, if it cannot kill a large number of ghosts with one shot, it is not worthwhile. As for the monks in the Nascent Soul stage, they have already been strangled with the ghosts. It cannot be moved lightly.

It's just that the Feihong-class warship quickly aimed at the ghost clan's skeleton warship fleet.

At this time, the flying warships and flying kite warships of Nanhuang and Mochizuki's Immortal Cultivation Realm were dispatched in full force, but the scale had been greatly reduced compared to the original battle in Tianjian Mountain. Previously, Lu Xiaotian had seized the flying warships of several factions of the Star-Moon Demon Sect, and entered the battlefield as a surprise soldier, causing heavy losses to the fleet of the Battle-Moon Alliance.

The warships of Mochizuki's Immortal Cultivation Realm had gained the absolute upper hand, and began to join in the attack on the ground one by one. If it weren't for the appearance of the ghost clan that interrupted the progress of the war, the Zhanyue League would have been almost unable to support it under the counterattack of the Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation Realm.

The bone warship of the ghost clan has a continuous mast, which has the potential to cover the clouds and the sun, but the defensive shield formed by the ghost aura, which cannot be easily torn by even the flying warship, is under the spirit cannon of the Feihong-class warship. It's not very useful, once fired, the shield and the bone warship were torn apart like paper.

In the sky, the Ten Thousand Beast Sect and some other monks with spirit birds, and a huge number of ghost birds, flying warships, and flying kite warships. Fighting with the bone warship of the ghost clan was dark, and the sun and the moon were dark.

In the middle and low-level airspace, Jindan monks and ghost commanders, foundation-building monks and ghost marquises. The Qi-refining monks and ghost soldiers and soldiers on the ground were bloody and ghostly. The whole battlefield, from the sky to the ground, is like a pot of boiling water, tumbling wantonly.

It's just that although the Feihong-class warships have gained a certain advantage, the number is too limited after all, and there is no way to take care of all aspects. The number advantage of the ghost clan below is too obvious. It is simply not something that a Feihong-class warship can even out.

Didn't Gu Jianzong and Qingdan Palace think about the predicament they are facing now? Lu Xiaotian was surprised, the war had just begun. According to Wen Changyun, Ji Qianshui and others are seasoned people who will not ignore this point. By the way, Luo Qing didn't seem to appear on the battlefield, and Yuan Hao, who is also a late Jindan, should have conceived a baby by now, and he also didn't show up. Gu Jianzong and Qingdan Palace must have some plans .

At this moment, a monstrous ferocious wild aura came from the direction of Wangyue City like a gust of wind, like mercury pouring into the ground.

The ten remnant souls of monks with strong aura are like the gods of heaven and earth, more than ten feet tall, rising from the direction of Wangyue City.

They are all old men with frosty hair and long hair hanging down. There are plausible words in the mouth.

The peach is pulled out, and the one-day talisman is pulled out, like a deer with a long tail. Those with one horn are called Tianlu, and those with two horns are called evil spirits. To ward off evil spirits is Pixiu.

The brave in front of me is purple in color, with two horns on its head, wide nose and big mouth, and eyes like lightning. It is clearly another variation of Pixiu, Soul Pixiu, also known as ghost-eating beast. This kind of prehistoric beast from the ancient times, the ancient sword sect, and the Qingdan Palace can also get it, which is simply unimaginable. I don't know how much effort it took to collect such a wild beast.

It's just that the ghost-eating beast in front of him is only a cub a few feet in size. It doesn't have the slightest prestige of the rumored wild beast, Pixiu. It's clearly still a cub at this moment.

"Not good, Hun Paixiu, Soul Sacrifice Dafa! Stop them!" The Crocodile Elephant Ghost King fought against the two great monks Wen Changyun and Tiancan Xiezun with his own strength. The vision of the soul Pixiu suddenly turned pale with shock.

Maybe using the Soul Sacrifice Dafa to forcibly pull the Hun Pixiu to a semi-mature state in a short period of time may not be able to threaten them who are strong ghost kings, but it is an out-and-out disaster for ghosts below the ghost king. If it goes one step further, I am afraid that even the ghost king will not be his opponent.

Right now, in the confrontation between the high-level monks, the human race is not at a disadvantage. On the contrary, the ghosts originally thought that the low-level monks could also win the final victory. It has also become a tree without roots. Then return to the ghost domain and slowly eat away.

But the soul brave that appeared in front of him, once it was temporarily ripened by the soul sacrifice technique, even the crocodile ghost king felt a burst of fear for those low-level ghosts.

However, the human race has been holding their noses together for a long time, and only the senior officials of the Ancient Sword Sect and Qingdan Palace knew about this matter, even Lu Xiaotian, the Nascent Soul monks of other sects, did not know at all. It can be seen that the ancient sword sect and Qingdan Palace kept secrets degree.

After preparing for a long time and planning so carefully, how could the ghost clan easily interrupt this soul sacrifice technique.

"Fellow daoists, don't let the ghost race enter Moon City, victory or defeat depends on it!" Ji Qianshui, Xiao Tiannan, Wen Changyun and other big monks shouted at the same time. The phantoms of the ten Nascent Soul cultivators are the wisps of essence left by the ancestors of the two sects when they passed away. They have been kept in the sect for offerings, and they were not used until the critical moment in front of them.

"Kill!" Many Nascent Soul cultivators shouted loudly, fighting inextricably with the ghosts in front of them.

A few more ghosts rushed towards Lu Xiaotian at the same time, but after seeing the change in Wangyue City, they gave up on Lu Xiaotian and shot towards the direction of Wangyue City.

Lu Xiaotian frowned, and the Bat King's wings behind him suddenly flapped, and he followed the opponent's back.

In Wangyue City, the ten gray-haired old men chanted in unison, and the obscure and mysterious Taoism became one piece. The ten figures turned into a cloud of gray air, entered the nostrils of Hun Pixiu, and then disappeared, but the chanting The sound still echoed between the heaven and the earth, full of desolation and sorrow.

Outside Wangyue City, within a radius of thousands of miles, the army composed of tens of millions of mortal soldiers, countless souls left their bodies and flew towards the nostrils of Hun Pixiu.

In the process of chasing Lu Xiaotian, he was horrified, the soul sacrifice technique was to sacrifice the souls of these mortals! These are tens of millions of mortal warriors! Lu Xiaotian used his spiritual eye technique, looking around, the secular army of mortals who were still fighting against skeletons without grades before, lost their souls at this moment, and fell one by one, without any recruitment!

The price of using this soul sacrifice technique is so tragic! Even a resolute person like Lu Xiaotian, seeing so many mortals being sacrificed, couldn't help being touched in his heart.