The black-faced gilt flags made of silk-refined by the two gods of "Beixiao" and "Mo" stand on a giant quaint flying boat with a length of three thousand meters.

Behind the flying boats, three hundred battleships five hundred feet long were closely followed, and this fleet was lined up in battle formation. The flag on the battleship covered the sky, covering the sky and the sun, the cold wind blew, the hunting sounded, and the aura of slaughter invisibly spread to the whole heaven and earth.

The huge fleet is unique in the world, and if it is born, it will definitely make great waves.

There are three types of puppets that come from Mo Qianhiro's hands:

One is a black humanoid puppet that is two feet tall. This kind of puppet has the strength of the Shenqiao realm, holding the Divine Breaking Crossbow in their left hand and Ugin Zhan Ge in their right hand, their physical strength exceeds that of the same level of body refining cultivators, and they are extremely strong.

The other is the Trap Beast Puppet, which is divided into Tiger Beast and Firebird, and each Trap Beast has at least the cultivation of the other realm.

On the splints of each battleship stood three hundred battle golems, including two hundred humanoid golems, among which fifty were Flaming Bird Trap Beasts and fifty Black Tiger Trap Beasts.

The "Non-Attack" giant ship is equipped with thousands of powerful sword golems.

These sword leaders were made by Mo Qianxun to imitate the sword cultivator, their whole bodies were silvery-white, their bodies were no different from ordinary people, and they only had a divine sword in their hands.

They are a small squad of ten, a squadron of fifty, and a brigade of five hundred...... The sword leader with the lowest strength can be compared to the sword cultivation of the Dao Palace realm.

From the captain, the tun chief, the hundred generals... Their cultivation has risen one step in turn, and the strength of the two strongest sword leaders is already comparable to half-step power, and they have some spiritual wisdom.

This combination of the all-puppet plus fleet is the main attack in this war, and the main ship "Non-Attack" is also the only large warship in the Beixiao Pavilion.

There are thirty-six divine thunder towers on it, distributed on the surrounding plywood, able to hit enemies in all directions, each divine thunder tower is as powerful as a powerful blow, thunder Wan Jun restrains all secret magic and evil arts, the only drawback is that the speed of gathering thunder is too slow, but there are additions.

There are also nine white bone god and demon crossbows on the front of the "Non-Attack", each of which is extremely huge, and is dozens of zhang in size. It seems to be a terrifying god and demon crossbow like a fierce beast, and the whole body exudes a terrifying ferocious aura, and if you look closely, the god and demon crossbow is ancient bronze, but it conveys a crystalline jade texture.

Bone patterns appeared on the god and demon crossbow, as if they were natural textures. If you look at these textures carefully, you can see that they are not ordinary bone patterns at all, they are simply lifelike figures of gods and demons, which look like real things, and they are really superb, densely packed, distributed in every inch of the god and demon crossbow.

In order to drive these puppets and trap beasts, and buy the Divine Thunder Tower and the White Bone God and Demon Crossbow, Guan Xiao waved his pen and gave Mo Qianxun five million catties of yuan, but he was not distressed at all.

What he lost today will be taken back from the Palace of Disillusionment.

Mo Qianxun got down from the "Non-Attack", and then reported to Guan Xiao: "Pavilion Master, the fleet is ready, and it can be dispatched at any time. ”

Guan Xiao nodded, and then looked at King Ying.

King Ying was dressed in golden battle armor today, sitting down and riding a fierce beast, holding a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, like a battle-hardened god of war, but the armor lacked the blood and knife marks to witness it.

Behind King Ying, the eight thousand elite cavalry were divided into sixteen phalanxes and were being inspected by Guan Xiao, the first pavilion master. The surrounding hills were already full of monks from the Beixiao Pavilion, and they all held their breath to watch the extremely spectacular scene.

These days, most of them have sincerely accepted Beixiao Pavilion, and now that the sect is so powerful, everyone is extremely excited in their hearts.

When they heard about what happened to the sect in the Holy City, everyone was filled with indignation, and they wanted to cut those killers and the behind-the-scenes employers with a thousand knives, refining their souls and lighting the sky lanterns.

Now that the first pavilion master of Beixiao Pavilion has sworn to go on the expedition, everyone is eager to join this battle, attack the enemy, and join this divine war that will go down in history.

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Ku Feng was an ordinary monk of a medium-sized sect before, and he had cultivated for more than ten years and stepped into the Lifespring realm, but it was difficult to break through after staying in this realm for more than ten years.

Cultivation requires a lot of resources, which is exactly what he lacks. How many resources can an ordinary monk of a medium-sized sect have?

But now after joining Beixiao Pavilion, because he joined very early, he got more resources, coupled with his previous accumulation, he quickly broke through to the Shenqiao realm.

Ku Feng had been selected to enter the elite cavalry before, and these days, they had been cultivating non-stop except for training battle formations. The cultivation speed in the Xiyue Secret Realm is several levels faster than that outside, and there will be no shortage of cultivation resources, and everyone wants to become strong all the time.

But now the industry of Beixiao Pavilion has been forced to close, and even the deputy pavilion master is seriously injured. This not only slapped all the monks of Beixiao Pavilion in the face, but also cut off their financial routes, depriving them of cultivation resources and hope for breakthroughs.

This kind of hatred is comparable to the hatred of killing his father, surpassing the hatred of taking his wife, and the joints of Ku Feng's hand holding the gun have turned white. On this expedition, he vowed to wash away the anger in his heart with the blood of the enemy, even if it was gone!

How could there be a minority of people who thought the same way as Ku Feng in the Beixiao Pavilion? The eight thousand elite horsemen were high-spirited, their blood was soaring, and their murderous aura could be condensed and formed. It doesn't take a few wars for the military spirit to be tempered.

King Ying faced the eight thousand elite horsemen and said: "The good soldier is an ominous weapon, and the saint has no choice but to use it!"

The Palace of Disillusionment deceived me into establishing a new Beixiao Pavilion, and today we will raze it to the ground and declare war on all enemies! Beixiao Pavilion, ten thousand victories!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

Forty thousand Beixiao Pavilion monks shouted, and the entire secret realm was in turmoil, and birds and beasts scattered and fled in the jungle.

Guan Xiao and many Taishang elders were honored on the "Non-Offensive Number", Bai Zihua, Lingxiao, Han Wuxian, Tang Xuan and others stood below him, just waiting for Guan Xiao's order, the giant ship lifted into the air, shuttled through the space and came to the secret realm, and the fleet behind followed the pace of the giant ship in an orderly manner.

After that, one by one, the elite cavalry phalanx galloped, and under the leadership of King Ying, they gathered outside the secret realm, waiting for the opening of the domain gate.

A quarter of an hour later, the people were assembled outside the secret realm.

Guan Xiao ordered: "Open the domain gate, enter Qiongzhou, and set foot in the Palace of Disillusionment!"

"Open the domain door!"

"Open the domain door!"

Team after team of men and horses stepped into the domain gate and disappeared outside the Xiyue Secret Realm, and then one after another battleships rushed into the domain gate, until the "non-attacking" battleship that Guan Xiao was riding rushed in and disappeared, and the domain gate slowly closed!

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In the secret realm of Xiyue, a few tears fell on the stone platform of an ancient hall somewhere, and there was an old man sitting on the stone platform, although he had not opened his eyes, but the corners of his eyes were already moist......

Alas, there is nothing to say!