As before, as soon as Mo Shaoli was approaching, Zhu Bajie gave him a storage ring. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Shaoli handed an empty storage ring to Sister Zhu.

Mo Shaoli was suspended in the air, waiting for a moment but didn't see Zhu Bajie speak, so he took the initiative to say: "The soldier master is here." ”

Zhu Bajie said: "Come here, I already knew that he was coming." ”

Mo Shaoli asked, "It seems that the emperor-class battleship has landed directly on the territory of the Feather Heavenly Palace, so it won't cause any trouble, right?"

Zhu Bajie retorted: "It's a big deal to start a war, and no matter how big it is?"

Mo Shaoli was silent.

Zhu Bajie said: "As a soldier, you can just act according to orders, why do you want to do so much? The sky is falling, and there are tall people on top of it, not to mention that the people who came this time are not ordinarily tall." ”

Mo Shaoli asked, "When are we leaving?"

Zhu Bajie said: "Soon, go back and wait for the notice." During this period, stay in the cabin of the Void Battleship and do not move around at will. ”

Mo Shaoli arched his hand and said: "I understand, it just so happens that my Nirvana double cultivation has been completely stable in the past half a year, and I can consider impacting the mid-stage realm of Nirvana Duplex." ”

When he returned to the Void Battleship, he immediately sent a message to inform Ling to stay in the cabin and not move around recently, and summoned Tracy to put it into the Daoless Sword space to help smash the spirit stone and replenish the spiritual energy in the space at any time.

......

The speed of the master's work was unexpected, and after only ten days, the various regiments received orders to gather their troops.

Wu Ma Nianshuang and Mo Shaoli tried their best to delay for five days before they recalled their subordinates. The whole army was dispatched, and the rate of open-pit mining was indeed much faster, and when converted, it almost reached the equivalent of tens of billions of high-grade spirit stones.

To Mo Shaoli's delight, Eighth Sister Zhu also sent a huge number of spiritual materials with a huge variety of types, overall. Even if the spatial barrier cannot be fully restored after the Daoless Sword Space digests all the resources, there is no risk of collapsing due to the spatial jump of the Void Battleship.

Mo Shaoli was really at ease at this time, and he honestly sat in the cabin every day to cultivate, waiting for evacuation.

Nirvana realm double middle stage.

Nirvana realm double late stage.

Nirvana realm double pinnacle.

What I never expected was that it would be a year and a half!

The order received was to evacuate outside the Heavenly Palace Great World on the Void Battleship.

Mo Shaoli beckoned Zhu Guangji and Yang Mingyu to gather their men to return to their respective cabins and prepare to leave, but at this time, he received a summoning order from Eighth Sister Zhu.

There were five people who set off this time, Renyi Hou, Zhu Bajie, Blood Killing Hou, as well as Mo Shaoli and Wu Ma Nianshuang. It was still the battleship that was waiting for the blood, so it was controlled by Wu Ma Nianshuang to fly, and Mo Shaoli was the last to board the ship, and he couldn't figure out where he was going this time.

Blood Slaughter Hou always seemed to have that kind smile on his face, especially when he was leaving Mo Shaoli, which made him a little puzzled.

Sister Zhu had no expression.

Ren Yihou's face looked a little unsightly.

The three of them sat at the table in the hall, all silent, Mo Shaoli couldn't open his mouth to ask, standing behind Zhu Bajie, looking at his nose and nose.

The battleship flew for half a day, and Zhu Bajie suddenly spoke: "Shaoli, the distance is still far away, you go and control the battleship alternately with Nian Shuang Girl." ”

"Okay. Mo Shaoli took advantage of the situation and asked, "Lord Shouzao, where are we going?"

Zhu Bajie said: "In the north, in the Chiwen Domain, in the Dingshan Mountain, there is a map in the navigation system, just control the warship to fly according to the established route, remember to fly at a low altitude after passing through the fragrant apricot forest, and the high altitude is the territory of the Winged Human Clan." ”

The Chiwen Domain is the location of the Feather Heavenly Palace, and the location where the Lord of War Emperor-class battleships stop is the Piercing Mountain, which is not far from the Feather Heavenly Palace.

Most of this trip is for meetings or something.

"The three first seats are a matter of course in the past, why are I and Wu Ma Nianshuang going?"

"Since Wu Ma Nianshuang and I have passed, why didn't Yuan Chenyi go?"

"Oh, no wonder Huang Renjie's face is ugly. ”

Mo Shaoli walked into the control compartment of the battleship.

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When the battleship flew to the periphery of the apricot forest according to the established route, it found that there were already seven warships waiting there.

Wu Ma Nianshuang also controlled the battleship to stop, waited for a few days, and six more battleships came one after another. At this time, the Bloodslaughter Waiting Voice Notification followed the team to set off.

Thirteen warships carrying the heads of dozens of legions of the Immortal Dynasty roared through the apricot forest and flew north. The north of the apricot forest is the territory of the Feather Heavenly Palace, and it is the settlement of the Winged Human Race.

Along the way, the battleship flew at a low altitude almost close to the ground in strict accordance with the requirements. Mo Shaoli glanced along the way with his supernatural powers, but he didn't find any trace of the Winged Human Race, not even in settlements such as Chengchifang City.

Below, there are only the most primitive and original mountains, rivers and rivers, desert oases, birds and beasts are rampant, reptiles are screaming, and there is no trace of the survival of intelligent creatures.

The territory of the Great Thousand World is infinitely wide, and the Chiwen Domain is in the northernmost part, the road is very long, and the fleet arrived at the ice-covered world after half a month, and a huge and incomparable disc-shaped warship appeared in front of him.

The Red Gold Battleship, which had always been flying at the front of the team, stopped in a clearing on the Emperor-class Void Battleship, and the Sun King and Yang Zhuang stepped down from the battleship. The other warships followed suit and landed, and one by one the heads of the legions stepped down from the battleships.

Mo Shaoli also controlled the battleship to find a place to land, and said, "Arrive safely, Senior Sister Nianshuang, let's go." ”

Wu Ma Nianshuang pursed his lips and said, "There are almost three Mahayana powerhouses and twenty-three powerhouses in the Divine Power Realm in our line. Tell me what's unsafe. ”

Mo Shaoli smiled and said, "That's right, the peak powerhouses of the Starry Sky World are walking in a group, it's hard to imagine who dares to make a mistake." ”

Wu Ma recited the double pinch trick and cast a spell and opened the door of the battleship.

Mo Shaoli secretly sent a voice and asked, "Senior Sister Nianshuang, why didn't we see any Winged Terrans along the way, or even their settlements. Could it be that the flight path was deliberately avoided?"

Wu Ma Nianshuang covered his mouth and smiled: "How many years have you been fighting in the Heavenly Palace Great World, and you don't even know about the Winged Human Race. They are not the same as the Terrans, who live above the clouds. ”

"Huh?"

"Winged Terrans are born to fly, and they are always in the sky with the wind, and they don't stand still on the ground for long unless they die. ”

"Flying all the time?"

"Yes. ”

"They don't have a city?"

"Of course there is, in heaven. ”

......

Mo Shaoli followed Wu Ma Nianshuang and walked off the battleship.

Roughly calculated, there were exactly thirty legion leaders in the group, including Mo Shaoli and Wu Ma Nianshuang, a total of eight Futu Holy Sons.

The Emperor-class battleship is not easily qualified to board, and the meeting of this level is not easily qualified to participate. Of the thirty legions, only eight Futu Holy Sons came, and the meaning was obvious.

These eight holy sons are eight people who are favored by the high-level officials of the Ministry of War and General Affairs. To put it bluntly, it is favored by Du Qixiao, who always supervises the battlefield.

Among these eight people, in addition to Wu Ma Nianshuang, there are four other people Mo Shaoli has seen. When fighting with the eldest grandson Wuji, it was they who hid in the distance and peeked into the battlefield with magic weapons. There were five people, Ge Hongjun became greedy, ran alone to find fault, and was killed by Mo Shaoli.

The other four kept looking at the battlefield and saw that Ge Hongjun was in trouble and was eventually killed, but they quietly left.

Walking into the teleportation room of the battleship, it was naturally the first of the thirty legions to teleport first according to the legion number.

The eight sons all stood by honestly and waited.

Mo Shaoli was sharp-eyed, and he suddenly found that among the four people peeping into the battle, a simple cyan robe, holding a jade fan, and a young man dressed as a scholar also had the imprint of the Futu Qianzhang Monument on the back of his hand.

This person must be one of the other two Holy Sons who were rewarded by the Futu Thousand Feet Monument.

"Cultivation is only in the Nirvana realm? No wonder I didn't dare to do it at that time. ”

Mo Shao muttered to himself.

The scholar-like monk sensed Mo Shaoli's gaze, turned his head and smiled indifferently, and arched his hand: "My name is Mu Qihuang, the Holy Son of the 065th Legion. ”

Mo Shaoli grinned at the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and said: "My name is Mo Xie, the Holy Son of the 198th Legion Futu. Hehe, it turns out that he is from the same legion as Ge Shengzi, and he will be fortunate to meet him. ”

Mu Qihuang's face suddenly froze, and he smiled indifferently and said, "Ge Shengzi acted recklessly, I failed to persuade him at that time, and I caused trouble to Mo Shengzi. ”

Mo Shaoli smiled: "It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, it's a good thing not to persuade it!"

Mo Shaoli was aggressive in his words.

Mu Qihuang's face was still indifferent.

The Holy Son who was standing beside Mu Qihuang couldn't listen anymore.

"Hmph, a villain who can only use poison to deceive. ”

Always looked indifferent, and Wu Ma Nianshuang, who had nothing to do with himself, turned cold when he heard this, and looked sideways.

Mo Shaoli still had a smile on his face, stared at this monk up and down, and said, "If you are not mistaken, this brother is a Qingyang Dao body?"

This person's face suddenly became ugly when he heard this.

The last legion leader who was about to step into the teleportation array suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Mo Shaoli, and said, "The matter of seizing the Dao body has been the biggest taboo among the Terran monks since ancient times, and Mo Shengzi is cautious in his words and deeds. ”

The head of the legion who spoke was born extremely strangely, wearing a white plain robe, with pale skin, and inevitably showing his teeth when he spoke, and his sharp teeth were sharp and fine, which was not at all what a human should have.

This person's cultivation is extremely high, and Mo Shaoli can't feel the fluctuations of the other party's true qi, but he can feel a cold temperament from his eyes and face.

Mo Shaoli put away the smile on his face and arched his hand: "My lord, you misunderstood, I just praised this brother, and I didn't mean anything else." ”

The white-faced and sharp-toothed head of the legion also said: "I just want to remind you on the face of the Evil Emperor Sword Venerable, there is no other meaning. ”

Mo Shaoli is honest.

The other Holy Sons in the teleportation hall were also honest and silently teleported one by one.

Mo Shaoli was ranked last.

Teleport into a council hall inside the ship.

There was a long table in the hall, and at the top sat a middle-aged monk in a black blood-patterned battle armor.

With just one glance, Mo Shaoli confirmed that this person was the head of the army, and there was no doubt that he was the country's martial arts.

What stunned Mo Shaoli was the person who was doing it side by side with the soldier master: the Immortal Dynasty's great priest Ghost Ci actually came to the Heavenly Palace World in person.

Further down on the left side is the Du Qi Xiao seat, and on the right side is also the high-level of the General Affairs Office of the Ministry of War, and the position should also be the Xiao seat.

Further down sat four strong men who were not in the military department, one of whom Mo Shaoli also knew, it was Jiang Wanjin, the great master of the inscription.

The four of them sat down at the head of the legion, including the Sun King.

The eight holy sons were naturally arranged at the very end, and now there was only one chair left. On such a solemn occasion, Mo Shaoli didn't dare to slack off, stepped forward quickly, sat upright, raised his head and chest, and put on the temperament that a regular sergeant should have.

Squinting his eyes and glancing up, he suddenly found that there was a high platform with nine steps above the long table, and three luxurious chairs were placed on the high platform.

Suddenly, I felt a flower in front of me, and when I looked closely, I found a monk sitting on each chair.

In the center of the purple azure cloud pattern chair sat a middle-aged monk wearing a noble pure purple robe.

On the blue jade chair on the left sat an old woman wearing a Thousand Illusion Family Huanhua Palace robe, looking to be over sixty years old with gray hair.

On the right side is a white bone chair, a bewitching female cultivator wearing a blue ice flower palace robe on a white background, looking eighteen or nineteen years old, lying on her side lazily.

Mo Shaoli peeked sideways, always felt that he was a little unreal, so he simply turned his head to look quietly, and when he looked again, he found that there seemed to be nothing above. rubbed his eyes vigorously, and secretly ran "Hippogriff Divine Pupil" to watch it again, and at this time he could vaguely see it.

The enchanting female cultivator on the stage noticed Mo Shaoli's movements, covered her mouth and chuckled, bypassing the imperial powerhouse in the center and saying something to another old woman of the Thousand Illusion family.

A smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the old woman of the Thousand Illusion Family, and she waved at Mo Shaoli and motioned for him to step forward.

Mo Shaoli's mouth was round and open, his eyes were staring at the old woman, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at himself.

The old woman nodded.