An inexhaustible spy!

When Li Xiaobai secretly cursed this, the flying boat hovered a thousand feet away from the outer city wall of Tianjing, as if it was demonstrating silently.

The destruction of the Imperial Village was expected.

Those few Zhuangzi who were used as camouflages were also razed to the ground, which means that the fishing law enforcement of the Secret Bureau has gained again.

Or one word: kill!

Li Xiaobai doesn't care about those lives, it is still against heaven to do evil, and he can't live if he does his own evil.

But what really hurts him is that there are always people who forget what kind of blood flows in their veins, and would rather act as a traitor and serve outsiders desperately for the sake of such a small profit.

Most of the camouflage transfer locations were razed, and the Westerners were still fooled after all, and did not continue to pursue, and those seeds of the future of the Heavenly Palace were arranged in a truly safe place.

Facing the section of the city wall where the Westerners flew the boat, the crossbow was densely covered with eight-ox crossbows, the bowstrings were tight, ready to fire, and the thick armor-piercing crossbow arrows flashed with sharp cold light.

The empty Zhuangzi in many places outside the city was razed to the ground in the continuous violent explosions, and then the huge flying boat slowly approached, and everyone in the imperial capital was panicked, and many people did not know what was going on, where the huge flying magic weapon came from, and what its purpose was.

The civil and military officials entered the palace one after another, asking Empress Xiangjun to send someone to talk to the other party and find out the intention.

Dazzling pillars of light suddenly rose one after another from the beacon towers on the outer city wall of Tianjing, soaring into the sky, echoing each other, forming a wall of light curtains that surrounded the entire imperial capital, shining in the sun.

The panicked mood of the people is much more steady, at least the imperial capital is not unprepared.

The huge magic circle arranged in the imperial capital in front of the gate of Tiangong Mountain cannot be compared with the guardian array of any magic sect, at best, it can only be regarded as a kind of goods, the structure is not complicated, and there are not many materials required, thirty-two stone towers are used as the eyes of the aura convergence array, the beacon tower is the trigger node, and the sky-rushing light curtain can block the arrows and flying stones, but if it is used to resist spells and flying swords, it is simply impossible.

With a slight collision of the Westerner flying boat, the light curtain surrounding the imperial capital Tianjing would collapse on the spot.

"It's our turn!"

Li Xiaobai finished the last call, flicked his sleeves and released the "Xuanxing" to turn it into a flying sword, and immediately stepped on it.

He could imagine that at this moment, countless eyes were staring at the Li Mansion in Taipingfang.

The Dawu Dynasty supported the Heavenly Palace with the strength of the country, and similarly, the Heavenly Palace, a nascent sect of the Dao of Arts, would also become the most reliable force of the Dao of the Great Wu Dynasty.

Tiangong is not only the first in the sect of art in Tianjing, the imperial capital of the Dawu Dynasty, but also a secular office dedicated to docking, and the Li Mansion of Taipingfang is also the representative of Tiangong in the imperial capital.

The true identity of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace is not a secret, the Shudao Sect knows it, and the ordinary people also know it, and even relish the various trails between this little prince of the Li Mansion and Her Majesty the Empress.

Now that the imperial capital is threatened by the "Dao of Magic" of unknown origin, it is natural for the Heavenly Palace to come forward.

After a series of arrangements, Li Xiaobai did not live up to the expectations of the imperial capital, and harnessed the sword light to rise from the Li Mansion in Taipingfang.

In the direction of the Tiangong office, there were sword lights rising from all over the imperial capital, gathering from all directions, gathering around Li Xiaobai, among them were people from the Heavenly Palace, there were warlocks enshrined in the palace, and there were also people in the art path worshiped by various wealthy and powerful families, and there were more than 100 people.

The Heavenly Cult broke through the Holy Hand Gate, the Momen died at the hands of the Holy Court, the Eastern Earth Technique Dao entered an eventful autumn, and the five palaces, seven sects and thirteen sects that were attacked one after another were like a great enemy.

Some of the news was transmitted extremely quickly, and although the people in the Imperial Capital Tianjing saw the flying boat of the Holy Court for the first time, they were no strangers.

They knew very well that this was not a rebellion of the Shudao Sect against the secular dynasty, but a dispute between the Eastern and Western Dao Sects, and everyone did not hesitate to accept that the warlocks and scattered cultivators of each family stood together with Li Xiaobai, the master of the Heavenly Palace, and there was only one flying boat in front of them, which gave them the courage to compete with the Holy Court.

The leader of the palace enshrined warlocks bowed his hand to Li Xiaobai and said, "Childe, Your Majesty has an order, and we are all at the disposal of Childe!"

"You guys should line up first, guard the sky above the palace, and stand by!"

Li Xiaobai waved his hand.

"Order!"

The head of the palace immediately flew back to the palace with all the worshippers, forming a neat phalanx, which could not only monitor the entire palace, but also obey Li Xiaobai's call at any time.

"The rest of the people, a line of ten, a column of ten people, a group of a hundred people, a line!"

As for the worship warlocks and loose cultivators from other families, Li Xiaobai didn't count on them at all, and treated them completely as a rabble, and in fact, it was.

The warlocks belonging to the Heavenly Palace completed the square array in just two or three breaths, while the others ...... Still noisy like headless flies flying around, you don't accept my unwillingness, you fight for me, and there is still no phalanx for a long time.

When the Heavenly Palace recruited warlocks, warriors, and mortal young disciples, these people had also mocked these initial recruits for actually receiving training in the military formation of the Eight Stars of the Stinky Hill, and from time to time they made mistakes as jokes, but when it was their turn, they were in a mess.

Li Xiaobai didn't pay attention to these guys who were still messing around, and flew directly to the city wall with the warlock phalanx of the Heavenly Palace.

As long as these pig teammates don't make a mess, he doesn't expect these people to help at all.

"Hey, Li Gongzi! Wait for us!"

"Hurry up and stand up, what's flying?"

"You're in my way, go to the back. ”

"Why am I in the back, get out of here!"

"Can't find it?"

"What's the mess, line up!"

Although a few smart people stood up and tried to take the initiative to form a team, these warlocks had no experience in collective action at all, and seven were dissatisfied with eight were not convinced, and no one was convinced, and they were still chaotic.

When they saw Li Xiaobai leaving by himself, they didn't care about lining up, and chased after him in a chaotic manner.

Perhaps because he was caught off guard and suffered a big loss when he was in Guxian, he was bitten by a snake and was afraid of the well rope for ten years, and the Westerners began to have a deep fear and vigilance of the city in the east, lest they repeat the mistakes of the past, and did not venture to invade the sky over Tianjing, and saw the light pillar and light curtain rising on the city wall, but also maintained a standstill position, and maintained a confrontation posture with a long row of eight-oxen crossbows on the city wall.

Li Xiaobai's imperial sword flew above the city wall, and as soon as he raised his hand, he let the Heavenly Palace Warlock who followed him stay in place, and went straight to meet him.

Although the attack and defense power of the Holy Court's War Hallows are equally amazing, Li Xiaobai has his own way of dealing with it.

Presumably, the two high-ranking saints who took the opportunity to slip away that day had already told the other high-ranking saints about his awesomeness, and when they saw Li Xiaobai flying over, the figures on the flying boat swayed, and they were vaguely flustered.

Soon, a figure shrouded in holy light spread six pairs of light wings and flew up from the deck, facing Li Xiaobai, who was slowly responding.

"You're Helena's child?"

The high-ranking saint dressed in the holy armor and holding a golden bow in his hand was not one of the two high-ranking saints who were in the hands of the diplomatic arm in Guxian County.

Li Xiaobai had seen each other on the flying boat of the high-ranking saint Odin, but he didn't know the name.

"This is my territory!"

Li Xiaobai did not answer the other party's words, and directly declared his sovereignty.

Senior Saint Mei Feilong said with a cold face: "This is the imperial capital of the Great Wu Dynasty, and the master of the Great Wu Dynasty is surnamed Zhou, not surnamed Li!"

Since Xiyan Town was broken by horse bandits, he went all the way to the east, helped the Empress Xiangjun to win the great treasure in the imperial capital, and fled to the Jingshuang Sect, and even the deeds he did in Mang and Yue Qingguo and the identity of the temple elder recognized by the two countries were dug up.

If it weren't for the sinking of two flying boats at the same time in the battle of Guxian, I am afraid that Li Xiaobai's Heavenly Palace would still not be taken to heart by the Holy Court, and the small sects that had been established for a few months were completely a group of rabble, and it was impossible to compare with the profound sects of the Five Palaces, Seven Sects and Thirteen Sects.

"She's my daughter-in-law!"

Li Xiaobai is straightforward.

Mei Ferron was stunned, and he could still explain it in this way, but he still said with a tough attitude: "So what? We are here, this is the land where the Holy Light shines, belongs to the Holy Court, and belongs to His Majesty Caesar, the great King of kings. ”

Isn't the Westerners' crusade to the East a part of the territory of the Westerners' Empire? Population, land, and resources are what the Holy Court and the Emperor need most, unify the East and the West, and achieve great cause and supreme glory for all eternity.

"If you come, stay forever!"

Li Xiaobai's tone carried a threatening meaning, in fact, it was almost impossible to build the imperial capital Tianjing City into an impregnable wall in just two days, even if the five palaces, seven sects and thirteen sects joined forces.

The only way to do this is more or less a bit of an empty city plan, but it depends on whether the Westerners are willing to take the bait.

High Saint Meferon's face changed slightly, and he suddenly shot a ball of light into the sky, and the flying boat behind him suddenly rose vertically, flying higher and higher.

The people of the Holy Court in the Eastern Soil were already like frightened birds, and they could no longer accept the continuous losses of the flying boat, and they would rather believe Li Xiaobai's threat than dare not believe it, and they didn't even have the courage to gamble.

Looking back at the flying boat that had risen to nearly two thousand feet above the ground, with only a small black dot remaining, a stone in the heart of the senior saint Mei Feilong finally fell to the ground, and he immediately stared at Li Xiaobai viciously and said, "You don't have a large flying magic weapon, and you don't even have many machine boats in Momen, so what can you do with us?"

When the Westerner Holy Court first arrived in the Eastern Territory, in order to maintain the mobile advantage of having a war artifact flying boat, the first sect to be solved was the Momen.

Once the Momen is deprived of the Momen, which is good at alchemy and tricks, it will no longer be possible for Dongtu to build a large flying tool like the War Hallow, and with those slender flying swords, I am afraid that it will not be enough to pose a threat to the flying boat, and it is obvious to fall into passivity.

Until now, the initiative of the attack was still in the hands of the Holy Court, and all the five palaces, seven sects and thirteen sects could do was to strictly defend and strengthen mutual contact, but the distance between them was too far, and when the news was obtained, it was already too late.

Several flying boats can choose their own targets to attack, but the Shudao sect can only be beaten passively.

Therefore, Mei Feilong is full of confidence, even if there is an ambush, as long as his flying boat is always vigilant and does not venture into the trap, he is not afraid of what tricks the other party will do.

"I'm afraid not necessarily!"

Li Xiaobai felt that it was definitely a stroke of genius to turn the old man into his hands, and the risk-sharing decision of Lu Xiu, the master of the Momen Gate, was also God's cooperation.

"Hahaha, are you kidding me? If there is, then you can quickly conjure it up!"

It was as if Meferon had heard the funniest joke.

The Holy Court has always maintained its attention to the Eastern Soil, and the only flying magic weapon is the Momen's Trap Boat, but there is none that can compare with the War Sacred Flying Boat.

Even if it is the largest trap boat, in front of the flying boat, it is like the gap between a mouse and an elephant, which is crushed every minute.

Although the machine boat in the eastern land is flexible and has a strong endurance, it belongs to a completely different system from the flying boat in the far west, the former only uses aura, and the latter can also turn the power of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder into its own use in addition to holy light.

Building a flying boat in the Holy Court not only requires a lot of manpower and material resources, but also takes a long time.

The construction period of each flying boat is close to or even more than 100 years, and the most important keel alone will take at least 20 years, and many large parts will have to go through more than ten years of wind and rain after casting, and then continue to be maintained and processed to ensure their stable form, and will not fall apart after being assembled because of the subtle deformation of the layers.

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