"These elixirs have been shared. It seems that today will be a lot busier, and you guys will have to put in more effort. After returning to the Lingxiao Palace camp, we will discuss your merits and reward them."
Lu Xiaotian flicked out a dozen more pill bottles, all of which were Heaven-Returning Pills used by Foundation Establishment monks to restore mana.
"Yes, senior." Miao Ruolin and others grinned.
"That's all the Return to Heaven Pill I have. I'll take out what I gave you before and fight for it. I'll give it back to you when you settle down later."
Lu Xiaotian added that although he was refining elixirs quickly enough, it was not the time to do so now. Now they are still in the Zhan Yue Alliance's territory and must leave as soon as possible. Controlling the spirit cannon is not an easy job either. According to Lu Xiaotian's estimation, there will probably be some battles ahead. Even after seizing the ship, there are not enough manpower available. This situation is really embarrassing.
As for the reward for the Ningjin Dan, it seemed generous, but in fact, as far as the eye could see, apart from the ones given to Luo Kang and Miao Ruolin, they only gave out two. Compared with the harvest, especially the value of this flying warship, it is not even a drop in the bucket.
Perhaps for some sects, the flying warship is no longer able to be used 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 out of nowhere.
Liu Jinglei and others were happily running to control the spirit cannons. When they heard Miao Ruolin's words, they were so frightened that their legs softened and they almost fell to the ground. Turning around, he saw Lu Xiaotian's green face, and quickly turned his head again.
"Just kidding, just kidding." Miao Ruolin laughed dryly and began to help the Qiu Rushan brothers and sisters control the other foundation-building monks on the ship.
Liu Jinglei and others' steps were unsteady again. They even dared to make jokes about Jindan monks, especially the newly promoted Palace Master of Lingxiao Palace. His methods were simply extraordinary. Although they had not been together for a short time, Liu Jinglei and others were Lu Xiaotian was respected as a god, but Miao Ruolin dared to make fun of him. He was worthy of being a master. Liu Jinglei secretly wiped away the cold sweat for Miao Ruolin.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, what should we do next?" Lu Xiaotian glared at Miao Ruolin, a very nervous woman. Yuan Min used spiritual cannons to destroy the flying warships and flying kite warships of the Jiesheng Cult in the valley. At this time, the message had arrived.
"Follow my ship to the Jiesheng Sect's camp. Follow me to the Jiesheng Sect's camp."
A stern look flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. He had left Wangyue Xiuxianjie for more than a hundred years, but so many things had happened. Su Qing's death made Lu Xiaotian feel extremely sad.
After all, they were fellow sects at that time. Although there was a little friction during the Qi Refining period, they became the same sects later on. This time they intercepted two flying warships, and the Jie Sheng Sect returned to the Lingxiao Palace camp. On the way, I happened to take this piece of raw material for surgery.
"Okay!" At this time, Yuan Min was also filled with pride. Lu Xiaotian had already led them to create miracles many times. In one day, he killed dozens of enemy Jindan monks, captured two flying warships, and destroyed the enemy's flying sky. One warship and one flying kite warship.
Such achievements, even those of the Golden Core cultivators over the past two hundred years, pale in comparison to what Lu Xiaotian did on this day. Yuan Min had been wandering around in this melee for so long, but this time he was extremely lucky to follow Lu Xiaotian, with two flying warships in hand, and another surprise attack. No matter how strong the Moon Alliance was, how could it be done in a hurry? Can stop them.
The Jie Sheng Sect's camp was full of murderous intent. A Jie Yun flag stood in the sky. The monks around the camp were heavily guarded.
At this time, Jie Wuhui, the leader of the Jiesheng Sect, was sitting at the top, holding a jade slip of the latest battle report in his hand, scanning the latest battle report presented by the warring monks.
"Jiao Zun, the prisoners from Xuan Bing Sect and Xu Tian Sect have arrived, what should we do with them?" A foundation-building monk strode forward and saluted Jie Wuhui.
"How many prisoners are there?" Jie Wuhui asked, putting down the jade slip in his hand.
"There are two early-stage Jindan monks, one hundred and seventy-one Foundation-building monks, and more than 500 Qi-refining monks. The other ordinary people have been handed over to special personnel to take care of." The middle-aged Foundation-building monk replied.
"Take him to the dungeon and notify the Vice-Chairman."
Jie Wuhui pondered for a moment and then said, his eldest brother Jie Wuya has unfathomable magical power and is still above him in strength. If Jie Wuya didn't like to be disturbed by worldly affairs, it would not be his turn to be the leader. Do.
Jie Wuya was his most powerful assistant in the sect. At this time, he was practicing Xuan Gong to recover from his injuries. He needed a large number of monks to practice. Those Qi refining monks were better than nothing, but the Golden Pill and Foundation-building monks were pretty good.
The Jiesheng Sect alone cannot capture so many prisoners at one time. Some of these prisoners were captured by disciples within the sect, and some were exchanged with several sects in nearby Nanhuang and Xingxiu using some means. of. As long as Jie Wuya recovers from his injuries and achieves great success in Xuan Gong, the combat power of the Jie Sheng Sect will continue to rise. Jie Wuya will also have enough strength to compete with the top ten Jindan monks of the Moon Alliance.
"Master, Master, it's not good!" At this time, a monk in the early stage of the Golden Core came from outside the camp with a sword in despair, and cried out in pain when he landed in the hall.
"What's all the fuss about?" Jie Wuhui frowned. Wasn't Fei going to be in a bad position in today's battle? The church members sent out today are not the main force, but they just suffered a loss. As long as the whole army is not wiped out, it doesn't matter.
No, wasn'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 Flying Warship can only be dispatched a few times a month due to insufficient spiritual stones, its role at critical moments is also indispensable. Once the Flying Warship is launched, it is enough to make those top Jindan late-stage masters be terrified. The Jiesheng Sect only had the Flying Kite warship before, but later it gritted its teeth and hired a large number of weapon refiners to refine and build a flying warship. If something happened to the flying warship, even if Gu Kunshan had ten lives, it would not be enough to withstand this. The tip of the iceberg of losses.
"Religious Master, it's over, it's all over. The flying warships and flying kite warships in the sect are all gone. The flying warships of the Xingyue Demon Sect suddenly launched a surprise attack on our sect's warships. Not even one of the disciples in the sect was left alive, and two warships All ships are destroyed.”
Gu Kunshan cried loudly. Even though he didn't have much affection for those dead classmates, he suffered such a heavy loss in front of the sect. It's hard to imagine how furious the sect would be after hearing the news.
boom! The table made of Wunan spirit wood in front of Jie Wuhui instantly turned into powder under his palm.
"What? The Feiyuan warship and the Feitian warship were both destroyed, and the Xingyue Demon Sect attacked our Jiesheng Sect. How is that possible!" Jie Wuhui's mind suddenly became a little messy, and he couldn't even figure out what happened in front of him.
