After just half a cup of tea, Mo Yu could already see what this "black spot" was.

- This is a metal warship suspended in the sky!

Under the reflection of the morning sun on the horizon, the metallic luster of Sen Han continued to circulate on the pitch-black hull, even though there was still a long distance between the two, Mo Yu still felt a solemn aura of war rushing towards his face.

There was no mast on the warship, and naturally there was no sail, but instead there was a blood-red battle flag with five big characters written "Beihaizui Magic Mountain".

Under the strong wind, the battle flag rattled like a blood-colored wave.

This was the first time Mo Yu had seen such a huge war weapon on the Tianxuan Continent, and he stared at the warships that were approaching from afar, and he actually looked straight for a while.

- This is much more energetic than an excavator!

At this moment, Yuan Hua's voice sounded beside Mo Yu:

"How's this pomp?"

Hearing this, Mo Yu retracted his gaze and praised unreservedly:

"Awesome."

Hearing Mo Yu say this, Yuan Hua smiled and explained to him:

"This is the Demon Slaying War Boat of the Demon Mountain in Beihai Tsui, under normal circumstances, most of these war boats are responsible for guarding the Heavenly Crying Abyss, and they will not move easily, and they will only come out to support the scene on major occasions of the sect.

If it weren't for the urgency of the situation in the Wind and Sand Realm, I guess the sect would not have mobilized the Demon Slaying War Boat to come, and even if it was to mobilize the Demon Slaying War Boat, most of them would not be so eager. ”

Speaking of this, Yuan Hua sighed a little:

"From the Demon Mountain of Beihaizui to here, it is almost necessary to cross the entire Tianxuan Northern Region.

In eight days, across the entire Tianxuan Northern Region, it seems that they sailed over at full speed.

Gee! That's a lot of money. ”

With manpower alone, unless it is a powerhouse who has crossed the second heavenly barrier, it will not be able to drive such a huge war weapon at all.

Therefore, this kind of large-scale war equipment is mostly driven by the use of spirit stones and formations.

If it flies at full speed for eight days and eight nights, it is estimated that it will have to burn at least a few million, if not tens of millions, of spirit stones.

While thinking about it, a rumbling voice came, and an inexplicable sense of oppression rose, and the demon slaying war boat had come not far away.

Although it has the blessing of the "Wind Breaking Formation" formation, because the size of the Demon Slayer Battle Boat is too large and it is in full flight state, it still makes a sound like a drum.

Seeing that the shadow cast by the Demon Slayer Battle Boat was approaching rapidly, Mo Yu was still wondering why the Demon Slayer War Boat didn't mean to stop at all, and heard Yuan Hua shout loudly to the other Beihai Tsui Demon Mountain disciples:

"Beihaizui Magic Mountain belongs, ready to board!"

After speaking, without waiting for Mo Yu to ask, Yuan Hua pressed his shoulder and took the initiative to explain:

"Just stay, you'll understand."

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind hit, the sky was dim, and the demon slaying war boat had arrived.

Looking up at the bottom of the Demon Slaying War Boat, Mo Yu's heart was even more shocked.

Only by standing here can we more intuitively feel the majestic momentum exuded by this warship.

At this moment, all the bells and whistles of adjectives lost their meaning, and there was only one simple and direct word left in Mo Yu's mind:

Handsome!

At this moment, the shadow cast by the Demon Slayer Warship finally covered and completely enveloped everyone.

In the darkness, a dazzling white light radiated from the bottom of the Demon Slaying Battle Boat, making Mo Yu, who was looking up, unable to open his eyes.

Lowering his head, he immediately found that the place where everyone was standing had been surrounded by a bright white formation.

The next moment, gravity turned violently, and Mo Yu's body shook, and he was about to fall straight forward.

Seeing this, Yuan Hua, who had always held his shoulder, exerted a slight force and helped him regain his balance.

When Mo Yu, who was in mid-air, came back to his senses, he looked down at the ground and Yishan City, which were getting farther and farther away from him, and said with some shock:

"That's how you all boarded the ship?"

"Or else? We can't let this big guy fall down and wait for us to get on the boat. ”

After a simple answer for Mo Yu, Yuan Hua hurriedly added:

"Be careful, it's coming."

Before the words fell, a hazy white light sprinkled out, and a wide school field gradually entered Mo Yu's eyes.

Before he knew it, he had entered the interior of the Demon Slayer Battleship.

Using aura to push his body to the edge of the school field, Mo Yu took a step forward and successfully broke away from the traction formation.

At the same time, his body sank, and he felt down-to-earth reappearing.

Stomping his feet, Mo Yu turned to look behind him, and found that the other Beihaizui Demon Mountain disciples had also fallen into the cabin.

When everyone entered the cabin, the traction formation gradually dimmed, and the ground of the cabin rotated and closed, resealing the hole that had just been pulled up by everyone.

If Mo Yu guessed correctly, the Magic Mountain in Beihaizui should have used some kind of "projection" technology, projecting the traction formation directly from the inside of the hull to the ground, and then towing them into the cabin.

But this strong sense of déjà vu reminded him of the science fiction movies he had seen in his previous life, and then gave birth to a feeling of "string play".

Just when Mo Yu was stunned, Yuan Hua suddenly spoke:

"It shouldn't take more than an hour for the Demon Slaying War Boat to cross the Falling Dragon Mountain Range, you wait for me here now, I'll go and meet the elders of the sect first."

Hearing this, Mo Yu turned around, nodded, and watched Yuan Hua walk towards the top of the hull.

After a few breaths, he withdrew his gaze and began to observe his surroundings.

At this moment, there were quite a few Qi cultivation stage disciples in the cabin of the Beihaizui Demon Mountain, carrying equipment back and forth and passing materials, obviously making pre-war preparations.

Most of the disciples in the foundation building period and the knot stage were meditating cross-legged on the school ground, recuperating their energy, and they were the grassroots combat force in this battle.

The higher level of Yuan Infant Stage cultivators did not show their bodies on the school ground, they could all use the power of heaven and earth to fly, and naturally they did not need to borrow the traction formation up and down.

Although the disciples of Beihaizui Demon Mountain, who had never seen Mo Yu before, were a little curious about his identity, they didn't step forward to ask more, but they would cast curious glances from time to time.

If these eyes are placed on ordinary people, they may feel a little troubled, but they will not have any impact on Mo Yu, a "social terrorist".

In front of everyone's eyes, he walked to the side and sat down cross-legged.

Prior to this, he had already agreed with Yuan Hua in advance that when the Beihaizui Demon Mountain and the Demon Xiu started a war, the two of them would turn into a fishing team in troubled waters and receive a few easy tasks.

Yuan Hua provided information about demon cultivation to the sect because he was desperate, and he destroyed a sacrificial altar and a heavenly demon statue alone, and he had already firmly occupied the first merit, and then he only needed to wait for the reward of the sect.

With his identity, it was not a problem at all to ask the sect for a few Heavenly Golems.

And Mo Yu, as an "outsider" of Beihaizui Demon Mountain and Yuan Hua's savior, even if he has been staying on the demon slaying warboat, there is actually no problem.