Become a Fairy

"These elixirs have been distributed. It seems that today is more busy. You people should do your best. After returning to the camp of Lingxiao Palace, we will reward each other according to our merits."

Lu Xiaotian flicked out more than a dozen pill bottles, all of which were used by the Foundation Establishment cultivators to restore mana.

"Yes, senior." Miao Ruolin and the others grinned.

"That's all for the Huitian Pill on me. Take out the one that was given to you before, and return it to you when you settle down later."

Lu Xiaotian added another sentence, although his alchemy speed is fast enough, it is not the time for alchemy now. Now they are still in the territory of Zhan Yuemeng, and they must leave as soon as possible. It is not an easy job to control the spirit cannon. According to Lu Xiaotian's estimation, there may still be some battles in the future, and there are not enough manpower to seize the ship. This situation is really embarrassing.

As for the reward of the Ningjin Pill, it seemed generous, but in fact, except for the ones promised to Luo Kang and Miao Ruolin, only two were rewarded. Compared to the harvest, especially the value of this flying warship, it's not even a drop in the bucket.

Maybe the Flying Warship is unusable for some sects after so many years of war, and cannot afford the heavy consumption, but for Lu Xiaotian, it is not a big burden for the time being.

"Senior, will there be interest at that time?" Miao Ruolin asked in a strange way.

Liu Jinglei and the others were happily running to control the spirit cannons. When they heard Miao Ruolin's words, they were so frightened that their legs went limp and they almost fell to the ground. Turning around, he saw Lu Xiaotian's green face, and quickly turned his head away again.

"Just kidding, just kidding." Miao Ruolin laughed dryly, and began to help Qiu Rushan brothers and sisters control the other foundation cultivators on board.

Liu Jinglei and the others were unsteady again, and they dared to make jokes about Jindan cultivators, especially the new Lord of the Lingxiao Palace, whose methods were astonishing. Respecting Lu Xiaotian like a man of heaven, Miao Ruolin even dared to make fun of him, worthy of being a master, Liu Jinglei secretly wiped off the cold sweat for Miao Ruolin.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, what should we do next?" Lu Xiaotian glared at Miao Ruolin, a nervous woman, and Yuan Min used the cannon to destroy the flying warships and flying kite warships of the Jiesheng Sect in the valley. At this time, the sound transmission has come.

"Follow my boat to the camp of the Jiesheng Sect. Follow me to the camp of the Jiesheng Sect."

A stern look flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, he left Mochizuki's side realm for more than a hundred years, but so many things happened, Su Qing's death made Lu Xiaotian feel extremely sad.

After all, they were from the same sect at that time. Although there was a little friction during the Qi refining period, they became friends from the same sect everywhere. This time, two flying warships were intercepted, and the Jiesheng sect was returning to the camp of Lingxiao Palace. On the way, I happened to use this section of Shengjiao for surgery.

"Okay!" At this time, Yuan Min was also full of pride. Lu Xiaotian had led them to create miracles repeatedly. In one day, he killed more than a dozen enemy Jindan monks, captured two flying warships, and destroyed the enemy Feitian. One warship and one flying kite warship.

Such a record, even those Jindan monks added up over the past two hundred years, is pale in comparison to Lu Xiaotian's actions on this day. Yuan Min has been wandering in this melee for so long, but this time he was extremely lucky to follow Lu Xiaotian, with two flying warships in his hands, and under a surprise attack, no matter how strong the Zhanyue League is, how could he be in a hurry? Can stop them.

The camp of the Jiesheng Sect was full of murderous aura, a Jieyun flag stood in the air, and the monks around the camp were extremely guarded.

At this time, Jie Wuhui, the leader of the Jiesheng Sect, was sitting at the head, holding the latest battle report jade slip in his hand, scanning the latest battle report presented by the fighting monks.

"Your Highness, the prisoners from the Xuanbing Sect and the Xutian Sect have already arrived, what should we do with them?" A Foundation Establishment cultivator strode forward and saluted Jie Wuhui.

"How many prisoners are there?" Jie Wuhui put down the jade slip in his hand and asked.

"There are two Jindan early-stage monks, one hundred and seventy-one foundation-building monks, and more than five hundred Qi-refining monks. The other ordinary people have been handed over to special personnel to take care of them." The middle-aged Zhuji replied.

"Put it in the dungeon and notify the vice-priest."

Jie Wuhui pondered for a moment and then said, his eldest brother Jie Wuya has unpredictable mana, and his strength is still higher than him. If Jie Wuya didn't like to be disturbed by common affairs, it would not be his turn to be the head teacher. Do.

Jie Wuya is his most powerful arm in the teaching, and at this time he is practicing Xuan Gong to recover from his injuries, and he needs a large number of monks to perform the sacrifice. Those monks who refine Qi are better than none, but the monks who cultivate the golden core and build the foundation are not bad.

Relying on the Jieshengjiao itself, naturally it would not be able to capture so many prisoners in a short period of time. Some of these prisoners were captured by the disciples in the sect, and some of them were exchanged by him with the nearby Nanhuang and Xingxiu sects through some means. of. As long as Jie Wuya recovers from his injuries and achieves profound kung fu, the combat power of the Jie Sheng Sect will have to rise further, and Jie Wuya will also have enough strength to compete with the top ten Golden Core cultivators in the Moon League.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, it's not good!" At this time, a monk at the early stage of Jindan came from outside the camp with a sword, and landed in the hall and cried out in pain.

"What's the matter, you made a fuss." Jie Wuhui frowned, didn't Fei be unfavorable in today's battle? The congregants sent out today are not the main force, even if they suffer losses, as long as the entire army is not wiped out, it doesn't matter.

No, isn't Gu Kunshan sent to the Flying Warship?

Jie Wuhui suddenly stood up, could it be that something happened to the Flying Warship? Although the number of times the flying warship can be dispatched in a month is not enough because of the lack of spirit stones, its role at critical moments is also indispensable. be terrified. Jie Shengjiao used to only have flying kite warships, but later they gritted their teeth and asked a large number of refiners to forge a flying warship. If something happened to the flying warship, even if Gu Kunshan had ten lives, it would not be enough The tip of the lost iceberg.

"Master, it's over, it's over, all the flying warships and kite warships in the sect are gone. The flying warships of the Xingyue Demon Sect suddenly launched a surprise attack on the warships of our sect. Not one of the disciples in the sect survived, and the two warships All ships are destroyed."

Gu Kunshan burst into tears, even though he didn't have much affection for those dead classmates, but in front of the teacher, after all, he suffered such a heavy loss, it is hard to imagine how furious the teacher must be after hearing the news.

boom! The table made of Wunan spiritual wood in front of Jie Wuhui immediately turned into dust under his palm.

"What? Both the Flying Kite Warship and the Flying Sky Warship have been destroyed, and the Xingyue Demon Sect attacked my Jieshengjiao, how is it possible!" Jie Wuhui's mind suddenly became a little messy, and he couldn't even figure out what happened in front of him.