Chapter 886 Meeting Peng Dayong again
“Asshole, what on earth does that junior from Wangyue Cultivation World want to do?” At this time, among the Yuanying ancestors of the Zhanyue Alliance, some of them who had suffered the most were very angry. Is furious.
Some other people were also sitting there with livid faces. There were so many old monsters, and even a junior Jin Dan couldn't do anything about them. They were just beating them in the face.
Any one of these people can easily take down Lu Xiaotian's five warships. The other party didn't even have time to fire, they could fly to the warship and carry out a one-sided massacre.
For the powerful defensive ship-protecting formation of the Jindan monks, it is nothing in front of the Yuanying Ancestor.
What makes these people even more annoyed is that the sect masters, palace masters, and heads of the sects below are all asking for help from them, the ancestors of Nascent Soul.
After all, although it is the monks below the Golden Core who directly go to the battlefield, it is the Nascent Soul Ancestor who really makes the decision. However, under the current situation, none of their Nascent Soul Ancestors are doing very well. There is no way to save the situation, and even for the time being, there are not enough strategies to deal with this crisis.
Soon, these Nascent Soul Ancestors were confused at the weapon refining site, and when a large number of prisoners were snatched onto the warship, they finally figured out Lu Xiaotian’s intentions. The other party actually came to rescue the captives. At this time, everyone relaxed a little.
"To be honest, except for the loss of some ships transporting spiritual ore and the loss of some prisoners, the other losses are not too great. Those with higher levels of weapon refining are all protected by the cave. "When those spiritual ores fall to the ground, it's just a little more troublesome to put them away again," Tiancan Xiezun said with a frown. "The key now is to mobilize enough warships as soon as possible to destroy these warships."
"Do you think it is because the other side robbed the warships and did not have enough manpower?" Wei Beiyuan suddenly said, "Originally, his The two flying warships both captured the Xingyue Demon Sect, and also blew up and sank the ship of the Jiesheng Sect. If they had enough manpower at that time, why would they do so? You must know that the warships in Tianchi Valley were not filled with personnel stationed during the war. Not much.”
"The three warships of the Yinming Demon Sect and the Yellow Wind Sect that were later taken away by the other side were completely coincidental. How many people did the other side need to fully control these five warships? If the other side had thought before setting off, It would be too ridiculous to seize so many warships.”
“Yes, the current battle situation between the two sides. With so much tension, Mochizuki Immortal Realm is fighting a bloody battle on the front line, and it is bound to suffer a loss. If the opponent's five warships are intact, they will definitely rush to the battlefield immediately, so why bother to snatch prisoners and do such trivial things. "
The old monster from Jin Chan’s sect turned around and slapped his forehead in realization.
"What's the use of talking about this now? The opponent has already matured. Damn it." Tiancan Xie Zun and the others all looked embarrassed. If the opponent's actual warships are limited, they should quickly mobilize a few on the front line. The warship can achieve the purpose of destroying this fleet.
Now it's too late to regret it. These five warships have really become the weather.
Just as these Yuanying old monsters expected, the losses in these refining, cultivating magic weapons, and spiritual weapons places were indeed not big.
Even the low-level weapon refiners and some stationed low-level monks, except for the unlucky ones who were crushed to death by the spiritual ores when the spiritual ship was destroyed, the scene just looked like a mess. , and there is not much loss. It's just that Lu Xiaotian didn't think about how much loss he would bring to Deng Fang. At this time, Lu Xiaotian's purpose was only to protect himself, strengthen his own strength, and leave this dangerous place as much as possible.
Under the threat of the two flying warships, three almost empty warships landed in turn to pick up the mining slaves aboard. Lu Xiaotian stayed on the ground, and then took off with the last warship.
Many monks from the Moon Moon Realm who became slaves in the mines thought that they would never get ahead in this life and could not escape the fate of being exhausted to death. After all, they were not ignorant of the war. The Moon Alliance The monks have already attacked Tianjian Mountain, Wangyue City, Xuanye City and hundreds of other immortal cities have fallen.
Under such circumstances, what hope does the Moon-Wangxue Immortal Realm have? But among these porters, the coolies were completely desperate and were lingering like zombies. Five warships, four large and one small, rushed towards them in the sky. For no other reason than that, the warships descended one by one, obviously just to pick up the captives.
Only because some big shot’s disciples were captured would the Moon-Wangxue Immortal Realm engage in such a big battle and take extraordinary risks. The opportunity was right in front of them. How could the prisoners care about who was a big shot or not? They didn't even need Lu Xiaotian to shout. The prisoners who had suffered enough swarmed towards the warship.
A few warships are considered overcrowded. Of course, they are only carrying some rescued prisoners, which will not affect the speed of boarding the Feitian warship and Feiyuan warship.
There are prisoners from various sects. Lu Xiaotian has arranged several foundation-building monks from Lingxiao Palace on each warship in advance to be responsible for commanding these prisoners. These prisoners usually have to do coolies, and the Zhanyue Alliance only It has blocked them from using most of their mana, even if they don't unblock it. It's a bit difficult to control these spiritual cannons, but they can't handle the large number of people. After one round of rotation, the manpower is enough.
"You, are you Senior Brother Lu?" Among the captives, a middle-aged man with a dark and honest face, his face was so thin that he looked like a skinny man, suddenly looked at Lu Xiaotian. A shudder.
"Who are you?" The other person's appearance changed so much that Lu Xiaotian couldn't recognize who it was for a while.
"Senior Brother Lu, it's you, I'm Peng Dayong." Peng Dayong began to cry. Although his qualifications were average, he had a good chance. More than sixty years ago, he was chased by enemy cultivators. When I arrived at a dangerous place, I luckily broke through to the late stage of foundation building. I originally thought that by accumulating military exploits, I would be lucky enough to obtain the Golden Elixir one day and achieve the Golden Elixir Avenue.
But he never imagined that he had only dreamed of the Golden Pill Avenue for two days before he was besieged by several monks from the Qianji Sect. He was unable to fight and was seriously injured and fainted. When he woke up, he was thrown away. I came here to work as a coolie for sixty years. They were captured together with Peng Dayong, and even many of those captured later had been exhausted to death or beaten to death.
Having lost freedom for a period of time, Peng Dayong was already in despair and was like a walking corpse. However, he did not expect that today, the divine soldiers descended from the sky and were unexpectedly rescued. The person leading the team was still the same as before. Lu Xiaotian, who joined him in the Lingxiao Palace in Wangyue City.
Later, Lu Xiaotian became a famous figure in Lingxiao Palace, but when he was at his peak and overwhelming the Zhanyue Alliance foundation-building monks, he mysteriously disappeared. He never thought that he would appear again now. And he also saved him.
"Peng Dayong, it's you." Lu Xiaotian was suddenly startled, stretched out his finger and flicked out a ray of magic power into Peng Dayong's body, releasing his restriction.
(End of this chapter)