The two flying warships of the Ancient Sword Sect had already lost one in the fierce battle in the sky right now, and Lingxiao Palace actually pulled out five warships at once, four of which were still flying warships, and only one was slightly inferior. Such a warship is already enough to withstand the high-end strength of the two immortal sects.

At this time, many of the warships on both sides in the air were emitting thick black smoke, and on the side of the Zhanyue Alliance, the fleet had fallen into the downwind, and there were only more than ten flying warships of sixty or seventy warships, and nearly half of them were injured, and the situation of the flying kite warships was not necessarily very good.

Seeing the opponent's warship killed again, the commander of the crew of the Zhanyue Alliance couldn't help but cry out in his heart, especially after seeing the opponent's fierce firepower, even when fighting, they also had to save spirit stones and try to save firepower.

Fortunately, at this time, there are still those corpse vultures that consume the continuous combat power of these spirit cannons, otherwise once these five warships are put into the battlefield and the firepower is fully fired, they who were already struggling to support them will be worried about their destruction. Now not only are a large number of warships injured, but the intensity of the battle today is far greater than before, and many warships have consumed too many spirit stones, and they can no longer use all the spirit cannons.

Such a situation also exists in the fleet of the Mochizuki Immortal Realm. It's just slightly better than the fleet of the Battle Moon Alliance.

"If it weren't for these refining corpses of the Ghost Corpse Gate, I'm afraid it would really hang this time. "Seeing this tragic scene on the battlefield, the Heavenly Silkworm Evil Venerable and other primordial old monsters of the Zhanyue Alliance thought so in their hearts, the Ghost Corpse Gate has been silent in the Southern Wilderness for many years, but they didn't expect to accumulate such a terrifying strength, fortunately, there are not many primordial old monsters on the other side, otherwise which sect can stop the edge of the Ghost Corpse Gate?

However, even if these five warships are extremely sharp, it is also because the control of the ghost corpse over so many refining corpses is not satisfactory, after receiving the reminder of the ancestor of the primordial infant, he still made the moth in front of him, and it is normal to think about it, so many refining corpses can still reach the level of being like a finger, who else in the world can compete with the ghost corpse gate?

The firepower of these five warships is fierce and abnormal, but it is mainly for the corpse vultures in the air, as for the corpse refining on the ground, it is not so easy to fight, even if the opponent's warship fleet wins a decisive victory, the formation on the ground will not be able to stop more than two hundred refining corpses for a long time, and the vitality of the more than thirty Jindan monks will be exhausted.

What if the heavenly warship wins? At this time, the hearts of the monks of the Zhan Yue Alliance fell back into their stomachs, although Lingxiao Palace made this huge mess this time, causing the Zhan Yue Alliance to suffer heavy losses, but the situation was still within the controllable range.

Even though this Qianyuan Infant Monster has seen the overall situation clearly, the ferocious firepower of the five warships has brought a lot of hope to the Mochizuki Immortal Realm, and the large array that is about to break can survive, and the fleet of the Battlemoon Alliance above his head will soon be defeated, for the Mochizuki Immortal Realm at this time, it will be defeated, and there is finally a glimmer of hope.

Countless people paid a little attention to the five warships that broke through the clouds in the sky and swept across the corpse vultures. It's just that many people couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the silver-haired young man in green clothes moving in the wind at the bow of the first flying warship.

"Lu.... Brother Lu!" Luo Qing looked at the young man in the wind at the bow of the ship like a javelin with a stunned face, Lu Xiaotian disappeared mysteriously at the beginning, Luo Qing had been looking for news of Lu Xiaotian, and even asked his master to find it, but he had no gain.

For more than a hundred years, Lu Xiaotian has evaporated like the world, no one can find Lu Xiaotian's whereabouts, since the battle of the platform, whether it is the Battle Moon Alliance, or the Moon Cultivation Immortal Realm, Lu Xiaotian's reputation has suddenly disappeared after reaching its peak. No one heard from him again.

Luo Qing had dreamed of countless situations in which Lu Xiaotian came back, but as time went by, the only little hope left in his heart finally disappeared, Luo Qing himself devoted himself to swordsmanship, but he didn't expect that at the most critical time of this kind of war, Lu Xiaotian reappeared. Just like the calm I saw when I was in Mochizuki City before, even looking at the countless monks below, the blood flowed like a river.

The elegance of Lu Xiaotian in front of him was as elegant as ever, without a trace of violence. Over the years, it has not changed, and the only thing that has changed is that it has faded away from the childishness when it first entered Mochizuki City, and in the blandness, there is a little more unfazed overlooking all living beings.

Brother Lu is still the same Brother Lu, even if he automatically loses himself to everyone, but once he makes a move, it will be an earth-shattering shock, and it seems that the hustle and bustle of the entire battlefield has been suppressed by the more than fifty pillars of light.

"It's him!" At this time, Di Yao, the silver-armored woman and other Jindan monks of the Battle Moon Alliance were shocked when they saw the silver-haired young man in front of them.

Especially Di Yao, these foundation building monks who grew up at the same time as Lu Xiaotian, now after advancing to the Golden Pill, they can still remember the embarrassment of being suppressed by this silver-haired blue on the battle platform at the beginning. Di Yao was originally the top powerhouse ranked first among the foundation building monks of the Battle Moon Alliance, and Lu Xiaotian was the first cultivator of the same rank to convince him, and he was also an enemy.

Even after so many years, that plain and arrogant figure still lingers among the monks of the Battle Moon Alliance. The silver-haired young man in front of him has become a nightmare that many Zhanyue Alliance cultivators can't shake off in their hearts, like a high mountain in their hearts, unable to climb over.

"Before stepping into the Yuanying Avenue, you must fight with this person, otherwise you will fail to defeat the demons in your heart, and the avenue will be hopeless!" Di Yao clenched his fists secretly, and looked at Lu Xiaotian with a battle intent in his eyes.

"Damn!" Yuan Hao was furious in his heart, that silver-haired young man was the nightmare of countless Zhanyue Alliance monks, yes, but he was also his Yuan Hao's mortal enemy, but after the marriage, Yuan Hao dared to raise the mind of fighting with this person.

Didn't this guy disappear for so many years, how did he appear again, a person who has disappeared for so many years, once he appears, he can still cause almost all the concussions of the monks of the same level, Yuan Hao couldn't help but wonder in his heart If he disappeared for so many years and reappeared, would anyone still remember him. Soon, Yuan Hao's heart was bitter, since this guy appeared, Di Yao, who had been suppressing him in front of him, directly ignored him, and this was still the case in front of him, let alone more than a hundred years later.

"The master of this palace broke through the Star Moon Demon Sect, the camp of the Raiding Life Sect, and intercepted several warships of the two factions to come here, and there was no one to resist, so he would only do this kind of hookup with more and less. At the beginning, there was no one who dared to fight, after so many years, I don't know if you have the courage of the various factions of the Battle Moon Alliance, the palace master of Lingxiao Palace is here, who dares to fight with me!"

Lu Xiaotian's voice was like a bell, rolling and shaking down, it was this noisy battlefield, still shaking for dozens of miles, and in an instant, many Jindan monks of the Zhanyue Alliance, their faces were pale!