"Senior brother, it's me, it's me." Seeing that Lu Xiaotian recognized him, Peng Dayong nodded hastily. At the most desperate moment, it was Lu Xiaotian who saved him. In addition, the two of them entered Lingxiao Palace together.
Peng Dayong naturally regarded Lu Xiaotian as his savior.
At this time, a trace of mana was injected into him by Lu Xiaotian. Peng Dayong felt that the mana was extremely pure and made him feel comfortable. His body, which had already lost half of its life from exhaustion, regained some vitality.
"You've suffered, you can take these things." Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and a storage bag floated in front of Peng Dayong. Peng Dayong was also a very hard-working person, although it didn't help him much.
But he didn't have any bad intentions, and the two of them still had some friendship. Considering these connections, it's not an exaggeration to say that Lapen would use them a lot at this time.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Lu." Peng Dayong took the storage bag and burst into tears again. Although he is a cultivator, he has experienced great sorrow and joy today, and it is inevitable that his mind will be lost.
"Senior Brother Peng, you should call Palace Master now. Palace Master Wei has passed away, and standing in front of you is our newly appointed Palace Master of Lingxiao Palace!" Yan Bixiao next to him reminded Peng Dayong.
"What!" Peng Dayong was stunned for a moment and looked at Lu Xiaotian in shock. When he realized what he was doing, he was about to salute.
"That's all, you have just been rescued. You need to recover first, so you don't have to do any common etiquette. When you regain some strength, help me command this flying warship." Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and held Peng Dayong up with a soft force.
"Yes, thank you Palace Master."
Peng Dayong's eyes turned red again. Although Lu Xiaotian had already risen from being a peer to the position of the Lord of Lingxiao Palace. One of them was in heaven and the other was on earth. However, Lu Xiaotian still thought about the past.
The friendship can be regarded as a blessing gained from my previous life.
When he heard that Lu Xiaotian asked him to help command the flying warship, Peng Dayong's chest suddenly puffed up again. After being enslaved for so many years, Peng Dayong himself suspected that he was about to become useless, and he did not expect to be entrusted with an important task right away.
In the past, Lingxiao Palace only had the Feiyuan warship, which was less than half the size of this flying warship. However, looking at the situation, these five warships were all following Lu Xiaotian's command.
As a fellow disciple of Lu Xiaotian and with whom he had only a short relationship, Peng Dayong immediately felt that he was responsible for his duties. He stood up and said, "Palace Master, this disciple has had enough of the Zhan Yue League's bird spirit over the years. Now that the palace master has broken the seal in his body, it is time to
When you are full of strength, you don’t need to rest.”
This is true for Peng Dayong. After receiving a trace of mana that Lu Xiaotian injected into his body just now, his almost exhausted Dantian and muscles have a trace of warmth. Although this trace of mana will eventually disappear and cannot be retained, his state at this time
Much better than other people on board.
"Forget it, you just have to look at the situation." Lu Xiaotian nodded and smiled. The people on the boat were all people who had been enslaved by the Zhan Yue Alliance for too long. He didn't even need to fan his hatred for the Zhan Yue Alliance. Now he had a chance to take revenge.
, being a little tired is nothing compared to the ecstasy of being rescued.
At this time, the monks around also looked at Peng Dayong with envy. They were both prisoners. Although they were all rescued, Peng Dayong's luck was naturally far ahead of them. He was even the same as the current First Palace.
With the relationship with the Lord, he will have a huge backer in the palace in the future. Apart from those Nascent Soul Ancestors who usually ignore worldly affairs, who else can be bigger than the Lord of the First Palace?
"You have been trapped in the hands of the enemy cultivators for a long time. Today, Mr. Lu came to kill you by chance. This is enough to show that your lives should not be cut off. I, Wangyue Cultivation Realm, have not exhausted my energy. Now I have five warships, and I have destroyed no less than three enemy ships in front of me.
, but now we are still on the territory of the enemy cultivators, now all fellow Taoists, follow me and fight back!"
Lu Xiaotian's voice vibrated in the air and reached several other flying warships.
"Kill back!"
"Kill back!"
The monks on several flying warships each roared angrily. Among them were a very small number of golden elixir monks, a large number of foundation-building monks, and a small number of Qi-refining monks. At this time, Lu Xiaotian mentioned it, which immediately aroused everyone's excitement.
resonance.
The five warships, no longer stopping at this time, lined up in a long queue and moved forward at full speed.
The sails were blowing, and the original battle flags on the ship were removed and replaced with the flag of Lingxiao Palace. In this area under the actual control of the Zhanyue Alliance, these five battleships were rampant all the way, frightening many enemy cultivators below.
, five warships are enough to wipe out a sect.
Those foundation-building enemy cultivators who were occasionally flying in the air were so frightened that they almost fell out of the air, but at this time Lu Xiaotian was not in the mood to delay his return by killing an enemy cultivator.
Now he has completed half of his mission. Although there were twists and turns, it was finally very smooth. Not only did he cause a lot of losses to the enemy, but he also brought back five warships. Once these five warships appeared on the battlefield,
With full firepower, five terrifying fire fortresses will be formed.
What frightened the Zhanyue Alliance even more was that the five warships commanded by Lu Xiaotian were stabbed from the rear to the front. Their main force on the front line was entangled by the monks from the Moon Moon Cultivation World, and they were unable to escape for a while, and even from the
It is impossible to recruit people for large-scale reinforcements from other places.
The world of Wangyue Cultivation has been suppressed for more than two hundred years and has not had a good opportunity. Now that the opportunity has appeared in front of us, it is hard to seize it.
At this time, the fierce battle between the two sides has reached a fever pitch. From the three fronts of the east, middle, and west, the main forces of the Moon Cultivation Circle have mobilized, assuming a decisive battle with the Zhan Yue Alliance.
, there are dozens of large and small warships lined up in an array, and the light beams formed by the spiritual cannons are swept out from the warships on both sides again and again.
On the ground, every distance, you can see the wreckage of a warship emitting thick smoke.
Even for the small number of flying warships in the sky, as well as most of the other flying kite warships, many fought with injuries. Black smoke was rising from the hulls, many of the cannons were blown up, and the ships were covered in blood and flesh.
Since the Mochizuki Immortal Realm is richer in spiritual objects and has a slightly larger reserve of spiritual stones, the number was originally smaller. However, after previous battles, the number of warships on both sides has almost been equalized.
Coupled with Lu Xiaotian's interference in the rear, this large-scale battle also came out of the blue, and the entire Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Moon Watching Alliance mobilized collectively.
Up until now, in fact, in the middle line, the number of warships in the Mochizuki Immortal Realm still has a slight advantage, but this advantage is not too obvious. Two or three more Feiyuan warships cannot determine the outcome.
The ones who control the warship are mainly Foundation-Building monks. The Golden elixir monks and Foundation-Building monks on both sides fly to the sky and escape to the ground, fighting back and forth. The Qi-refining monks on the ground are also all over the mountains and plains, killing each other.