On the undulating mountains, more than 100 warships lined up in a wild goose formation, like a flock of big black birds, flying over the sky. At this moment, such a spectacular scene, also gradually tired of everyone, has been through this for half a month, the rumored Xiqi Mountain is still far away, such as a long time passed, did not see the slightest bit of Xiqi Mountain should be seen.

Nested in a room that could barely move, the dialect could only sit dry every day, and the space in the cabin was cramped and closely spaced from each other, so it was impossible for him to cultivate with peace of mind. And this is because of his status as a foundation building monk, he can get a single room, and the low-level monks are all crowded in the outer cabin, and they can be heard here when they talk loudly.

Boredom, the dialect is often drowsy. Inadvertently, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and the warship burrowed into a place shrouded in mist. When the warship rushed out of the clouds, Fang Yan felt that the surrounding scenery had become very different, and the bright sky common in Xizhou seemed to be covered by a layer of thin veil, and the window seemed a little dim, gray and dark all around, and it was always difficult to see.

But the scene in front of him suddenly gave birth to a sense of familiarity in the dialect, and the pictures in his memory emerged at this moment, and gradually overlapped with the scene in front of him. Fang Yan was slightly stunned, the South Vietnam that he loved and hated, but was haunted by his dreams, was not as he was in front of him.

Through the portholes, there are still rolling mountains below, but many places are shrouded in large clouds of black fog, and only a few mountains show a little greenery, struggling in the black fog. Some of the hills, barely visible, were rarely verdant, and large areas exposed the charred and barren ground, very different from where they had flown before.

"Xiqi Mountain, this is Xiqi Mountain!" an exclamation rang out from the cabin, and the monks gathered again in front of the porthole, looking at the scene below and pointing.

This should be the West Qi Mountain, the junction of West Prefecture and Shikoku. The once vast mountains were also affected by this catastrophe, and many places were inadvertently slid by the heavenly thunder, pouring down demonic energy and demonic beasts, impregnating large areas of barren mountains here. The demonic qi naturally became the symbol of Xiqi Mountain. As long as you see this scene, you will officially enter this place.

Fang Yan sat calmly in front of the window, not as excited as those monks, for the demon cultivator, the place of demonic energy may mean chance, and he is just going home, coming here may be a step closer to home. Next door, Miao Ning and her riding slave Blue Moon were whispering. The space reserved for the monk by this ship was too small, no matter what they could do. will be easily perceived by others.

The warship was still moving rapidly, and large dark clouds flashed outside the window from time to time, and the light in the cabin became more and more dim, as if the sky had darkened in an instant. The further you go, the more familiar the dialect of the scenery becomes, except for the occasional flash of stunning green, which is not much different from South Vietnam.

Half a day later, the ship slowed down suddenly, and the monk on board clearly felt the hull of the ship shaking violently. I don't know what is going on in front of me, so that the warship can make an emergency response. The surrounding warships were no longer visible at this time, and there was billowing black gas outside, and a loud "boom" suddenly sounded after a stick of incense, and the hull shook violently.

The cabin was suddenly in chaos, and in the face of the sudden change, the monk sitting in it immediately became overwhelmed. The already crowded cabin was in chaos at this time, and screams came and went. The loud bang just now was only the beginning, and then the sound from the outside was one after another, and the deafening explosion resounded all around, making everyone even more panicked, but they couldn't see the outside inside the cabin.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" outside the ship. The ship seemed to have been hit by something, and then the sound of the impact continued, as if countless objects had struck the hull. The monks in the cabin were even more frightened, and in their panic, they saw a sudden stream of blood falling from the porthole, splashing on the crystal surface of the hull, and then sliding down again.

"Demon birds! A large flock of demon birds!" The source of the chaos was finally discovered, but it made everyone in the cabin even more frightened. Through the portholes covered in blood. I saw that the outside of the warship was densely covered with countless huge figures, with their wings spread several feet wide, and they were frantically attacking the hull with their long claws and sharp beaks.

The hull shook violently, and the rumbling sound became more and more dense and deafening, as if it was exploding near the hull, completely masking the chaotic shouts in the cabin. The demon birds that approached the warship were suddenly shattered in the air, and their broken bodies fell in chaos, splashing a puddle of blood and spilling everywhere, and the portholes were also covered with blood, and there were still endless demon birds swooping over.

At this moment, several people shouted from the cabin: "Everyone go to the aisle, all stand in order, don't mess around!"

"Fellow Daoists, don't panic, the warship has encountered a large group of demon birds, and it is being quickly killed by the guards on the ship. However, the mana to maintain the large magic weapon is a little unavailable, and you need to help and take turns to enter the mana in the cabin below, these demon birds will soon be killed by artillery fire, you don't need to be nervous. Another person behind them said loudly.

Amid the shouting of this man, the monks in the cabin walked to the aisle, and no one could escape alone in this kind of scene, and only by trying to save the ship could everyone have a glimmer of life. Hundreds of monks who approached the stairs were led down, while the others remained where they were. Fang Yan stood in the aisle, looking at the panicked faces around him, and suddenly felt a pair of small hands grasping him tightly, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Miao Ning, whose face was pale.

Where did the monk who grew up in the family go through such a scene, Fang Yan thought and shook his head, patted the back of her hand lightly, and smiled gently at her. Miao Ning realized that he was a little out of shape, and hurriedly let go of the hand that was holding Fang Yan tightly, his face turned red, and he smiled shyly at Fang Yan.

At this moment, the roar from outside the warship was endless, and the battle became more and more intense. In the face of the siege of a large group of demon birds, the pressure on the guards guarding the warship became more and more intense, and the Sky Bombardment Cannon and the Cloud Piercing Crossbow attacked non-stop, and the spiritual power stored for this purpose was quickly consumed.

It didn't take long for Fang Yan and the others to take their turn, and under the leadership of several warship guards, Fang Yan followed hundreds of people to the lower level of the warship. I saw that this place was divided into countless large and small blocks, and layers of circular magic circles were laid in each place, and the spiritual power was gathered by these magic circles, and then teleported out.

The Sky Cannon and Cloud Piercing Crossbow mounted on the outside of the hull quickly activated these huge spiritual powers that had been gathered, and the power was very powerful, but each attack consumed a huge amount. And the task of the dialect is to aim at the nodes set aside on these formations, and desperately pour their own mana into them to make up for the unsustainable consumption that is about to be unsustainable.

When they came here, everyone immediately sat down in a circle, pouring mana into the formation with all their might, not daring to pause, at this time, only by working together to repel the demon birds, everyone had a chance to escape. Everyone spared no mana, desperately instilling it inside, and when they felt that their mana was about to run out, they stood up and walked forward, making room for those who came up behind.

A steady stream of mana was input into it, and the circular circle in front of him slowly turned dark blue, and then with a flash of bright light, the spiritual power in the circle was consumed and returned to its original color. The mana that dozens of people have worked so hard to instill is only enough for one blow, and the attack power of these magic weapons is powerful, but the consumption is really not light.

The monk who had run out of mana continued to walk forward, and behind him a large number of monks who hurried from the cabin sat around the formation, doing the same thing as Fang Yan had just done. Following the staircase leading to the upper floor, everyone returned to their respective rooms, hurrying to recover their mana, just one time was not enough, and soon they would start the next one.

In less than half an hour, Fang Yan was turned into it again, and at this time, the mana on his body had recovered less than thirty percent, and he was hurriedly called below. The others are similar, the aura on the warship is very thin, and the little mana that is easy to recover depends on the spirit stone pill that the monk himself carries, but no one has complained.

Entering it again, the little mana that had just recovered was exhausted again after a while, and then Fang Yan hurried back to the upper level with everyone, and then hurriedly replied, maybe the next time the interval will be shorter. Compared to a small life, no matter how much mana is consumed, only if the warship can hold it, everyone will not be in danger of their lives.

As expected, after only a while, Fang Yan entered the lower level of the cabin again, and it can be seen that the spiritual power on the warship has been very tight, to the point of urgency. If there is no suppression of powerful firepower, countless demon birds will approach the vicinity of the warship, and the attack power of these fierce demon birds will be unquestionable, and everyone will be in danger.

At this time, the warship began to shake violently, and the hull of the ship could not help but tremble, which made the hearts of the monks in the cabin lift. And what they can do is to instill mana into the formation regardless of the cost, again and again, a little recovery and then pouring out.

Rao is dialect has deep mana, and the meridians of the refining body are strong, but after repeating it like this many times, I also feel a little unbearable, but I can only grit my teeth and hold on. After some time, the hull seemed to suddenly become stable, and the crackling sound outside began to be intermittent.

At this time, Fang Yan was on the lower deck of the ship, and he was about to leave after instilling mana, and the monk's shouting and scolding were clearly heard from the front cabin not far away, to the effect that those guards should stop firing blindly, and wait until the demon birds got closer before attacking, paying attention to saving the rare spiritual power on the ship.

Fang Yan's heart moved, how could he have time to control the rhythm of the attack at this time, maybe this battle was changing in their favor. Sure enough, the sound of the cannon gradually stopped after a while, and the warship also regained its stability after a violent tremor, and the surrounding area became strangely clean for a while.

After a while, even the roar was completely gone, and it felt unreal.

After a period of time, the warship returned to its previous stability, and everyone in the cabin couldn't help but look at each other, and suddenly someone couldn't help but cheer loudly, and the cabin suddenly became jubilant. They couldn't figure out how the ship had escaped, but it was always a joy to not die. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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