Become a Fairy

Gu Jianzong's two flying warships have already lost one in the current fierce battle in the sky, but Lingxiao Palace has pulled out five warships at once, four of them are flying warships, and only one slightly later. Such a warship is enough to match the high-end strength of the two immortal sect masters.

At this time, many warships on both sides of the sky were emitting thick black smoke, and the fleet of the Zhanyue League had already fallen into a disadvantage. Among the sixty or seventy warships, there were only a dozen or so flying warships. Half wounded, the situation of the flying kite battleship may not be all that good.

Seeing the opponent's warship approaching again, the commanders of the crew team of the Battle Moon League couldn't help crying, especially after seeing the opponent's incomparably fierce firepower. Save firepower.

Fortunately, at this time, there are still those corpse vultures that consume the continuous combat power of these spirit cannons. Otherwise, once these five warships are put into the battlefield and their firepower is fully fired, they who have been struggling to support them will be in danger of being destroyed sooner or later. Now not only a large number of their warships are injured, but the intensity of today's battle is far higher than before. Many warships have consumed too much spirit stones, and they can no longer use all the spirit cannons.

This situation also exists in the fleet of Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation World. It's just slightly better than the fleet of Zhan Yuemeng.

"If it weren't for these refined corpses from the Ghost Corpse Sect, I'm afraid that this time it would really hang up." Tiancan Xiezun and other Yuanying old monsters of the Zhanyue League saw this tragic scene on the battlefield, and each of them thought so in their hearts. The Corpse Sect has been silent in the Southern Desolation for many years, and it is unexpected that it has accumulated such a terrifying strength. Fortunately, there are not many Nascent Soul monsters on the other side, otherwise, which sect can stand up to the Ghost Corpse Sect?

However, even though these five warships were extremely sharp, it was because the ghost corpses could not control so many refined corpses as they wished. Normally, with so many refining corpses, they can still reach the level of being able to use their fingers, who else in the world can compete with the Ghost Corpse Sect?

The firepower of these five warships is extremely fierce, but it is mainly for the corpse vultures in the air. As for the refining corpses on the ground, it is not so easy to fight. It can't stop more than 200 refining corpses for a long time, and the vitality of the more than 30 golden core monks will be exhausted.

So what if the warship in the sky wins? At this time, the minds of the monks of the Zhanyue League have returned to their stomachs. Although the Lingxiao Palace has caused such a huge mess this time, causing heavy losses to the Zhanyue League, the situation is still within the controllable range.

Even though the group of Nascent Soul monsters have seen the overall situation clearly, the ferocious firepower of the five warships has brought a lot of hope to Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals. The fleet will soon be defeated. For Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals at this time, it is certain to lose, and there is finally a glimmer of hope.

Countless people paid some attention to the five warships that broke through the clouds that day and swept away the corpse vultures. It's just that many people saw the silver-haired young man in Tsing Yi moving in the wind at the bow of the leading flying warship, and their faces were shocked.

"Brother Lu Lu!" Luo Qing stared blankly at the young man standing in the wind like a javelin at the bow of the ship. Back then, Lu Xiaotian disappeared mysteriously. Luo Qing tried hard to find news about Lu Xiaotian, and even asked his master to find him. Nothing.

For more than a hundred years, Lu Xiaotian has evaporated like the world. No one can find Lu Xiaotian's whereabouts. Since the battle on the platform, whether it is the Zhanyue League or the Wangyue Cultivation World, Lu Xiaotian's reputation has reached its peak. But suddenly disappeared. No one has heard from him anymore.

Luo Qing had dreamed of countless situations where Lu Xiaotian would come back, but as the days went by, the little hope left in his heart finally disappeared. Luo Qing devoted himself to swordsmanship, but he never expected that at the most critical time of this kind of battle, Lu Xiaotian reappeared. Just like the calmness I first saw when I was in Wangyue City, even looking at the countless monks below, the blood flowed like a river.

Lu Xiaotian in front of him is as elegant as before, without a trace of violence. For so many years, it has never changed. The only thing that has changed is that it has faded from the innocence when it entered Moon City at the beginning of the year.

Big Brother Lu is still the same Big Brother Lu, even if he voluntarily disappears from everyone, but once he makes a move, it will be earth-shattering. It seems that the hustle and bustle of the entire battlefield has been suppressed by more than fifty beams of light.

"It's him!" At this time, Di Yao, the silver-armored woman, and other Golden Core cultivators who fought in the Moon League were shocked when they saw the silver-haired youth in front of them.

Especially Di Yao, these Foundation Establishment cultivators who grew up at the same time as Lu Xiaotian, now after advancing to Jindan, they can still remember the embarrassment of being suppressed by this silver-haired green man on the battle platform back then. At the beginning, Di Yao was the number one top powerhouse among the foundation-building monks of the Zhanyue League, and Lu Xiaotian was the first monk of the same level to convince him, and he was also an enemy.

Even after so many years, that plain and arrogant figure still lingers among the monks of the Zhan Yuemeng. The silver-haired young man in front of him seemed to have become a nightmare that many monks of the Zhan Yuemeng couldn't get rid of, like a mountain in his heart, which he couldn't climb.

"Before stepping into the Nascent Soul Dao, you must fight this person, otherwise you will not be able to defeat the demons, and the Dao will be hopeless!" Di Yao clenched his fists secretly, looking at Lu Xiaotian with fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Damn it!" Yuan Hao was terrified and furious. That silver-haired young man was the nightmare of countless monks of the Moon War League, but he was also Yuan Hao's mortal enemy. But after forming the alchemy, Yuan Hao dared to fight this man .

Hasn’t this guy disappeared for so many years? Why did he reappear? Once a person who has disappeared for so many years appears, he can still shock almost all monks of the same level. , Will anyone still remember me? Soon, Yuan Hao's heart was full of bitterness. Ever since this guy appeared, Di Yao, who had been suppressing him in front of him, directly ignored him.

"The lord of the palace broke through the Xingyue Demon Sect and the Jiesheng Sect's camp, and intercepted several warships from the two factions. , there is no one who dares to fight, after so many years, I don't know if your Zhan Yuemeng's courage has grown, and the master of Lingxiao Palace is here, who dares to fight me!"

Lu Xiaotian's voice sounded like a bell, rolling and vibrating down, even the noisy battlefield, still vibrating for dozens of miles, instantly, the faces of many Jindan monks in the Zhanyue League turned ashen!