It's messed up, Jihua is all messed up.

Isn't it self-enclosed when you run back?

But regret is also useless?

If it happens now, it will be another bloody battle.

It's better to follow them to the moldy plane first.

When it's time to fight, it's much more convenient to break away from the situation than to run away from the gallon plane.

In the chaotic assembly, Lao Qian and the soft-shelled turtle exchanged gestures with each other covertly.

The meaning of these gestures is to act on the opportunistic.

Seeing that the rough big man Nan Batian entered the floating ship, he was about to start teleporting.

Gong Ming sighed secretly.

It's better to wait until this expedition comes back, and then worry about this.

Now, it's up to him for now.

Bishop Gongming's mind immediately shifted to more important matters.

It is a 100-meter-wide hall. Inside the hall are six airships.

Each airship is in the shape of a giant bird, but it is not big.

The bow of the floating ship is facing a wall.

On top of this wall, there is a huge gate.

The frame of the gate is made of countless rare metals woven into various symbols.

All kinds of symbols, all emitting a faint light, flickered and emerged.

It looks like a treasure flashing and the weather is extraordinary.

On both sides of the door frame, there are deep four slots.

It is full of high-grade fairy stones and spars of all kinds of faces.

This is the teleportal.

Some of the monks were watching the portals. After staring for a while, the expression of irritation and even pain appeared on the face.

Only then did they stop paying attention to this remote portal, and the various symbols that make up this portal contained a strong ** force that ordinary monks could not bear.

It is clear that the net recruited the Holy Word Bow Legion. Will take a float ship and pass through this portal. Reach the distant face.

Nan Batian, played by Lao Qian, entered a floating flying ship that was only four meters long with three hundred people.

This silver floating sword ship looks like a big bird.

Although it is only four meters long, but. The space inside is 100 meters large and can accommodate more than 300 people.

That's it alone. It's a lot stronger than the ordinary floating ship of the Bifu Army.

Entering the airship, a thin-cheeked man, dressed in a bronze sè knight's armor, showed a flattering smile at Lao Qian.

"Nan-sama, you can sit here, this position is the most comfortable

This thin-faced man is called Atter, and he is a deputy centurion, the deputy of the centurion team where Lao Qian belongs.

The flattering smile on his face made Artel look frivolous and shallow.

Old Qian glanced at Attel, the bridge of the man's nose was thin and prominent, with a pair of eagle eyes.

A typical portrait of a scheming villain.

Moreover, he is a deputy centurion, and he is only a full centurion himself.

The relationship between each other is that of colleagues.

He didn't need to treat himself with this kind of pleasing face.

Lao Qian had an instinctive disgust for the smiling face of this kind of villain.

Laugh, nothing good!

Stay away from such people.

Old Qian thought to himself. The one he recommended to himself naturally wouldn't do it.

“haha”

Lao Qian slapped a haha with a smile on his face.

"Brother Artel, as a centurion, I naturally have to share weal and woe with the soldiers."

finished, Lao Qian found a vacant place next to him and sat down.

Immediately, Arter's embarrassed expression reflected the feeling of old money.

But, weirdly. There were also strange glances from several monks nearby, intentionally or unintentionally.

However, now Lao Qian is nominally the supreme commander of the 100-man team after all, although there are three centurians who have entered this floating ship.

As one of the three centurions, Nan Batian, played by Lao Qian, is still one of the three most awesome existences in this floating ship.

No matter where Nan Batian sits, no one can accuse him.

The other two captains of 100 will not stand up and take care of this kind of.

However, there are dozens of people around who are exchanging glances with each other.

These silent movements, incomparably clear, were reflected in Lao Qian's mind.

There's no way, with Lao Qian's current cultivation, even if he doesn't do anything.

The tentacles of an ant in this floating ship trembled slightly, all of which were reflected in Lao Qian's eyes.

This is already a natural instinct, and there is no need to spend any mana on old money.

Old Qian was shocked to find that this newly recruited Holy Character Archer. There were a lot of people who knew Arter, and, judging by the way they made eye contact. Their relationship with Arter. It's not just close in general!

The worst thing is that several of these people who make eye contact with Artel are Ten-Commanders!

Although it was only in one of the only gatherings that I had seen these small leaders who served as captains of ten.

However, the appearance and name of each small boss have been firmly remembered by Lao Qian, and there is a shadow of the golden fruit dedicated to memory, which does not need to be cāo heart by Lao Qian at all.

share of annoyance. Sour, angry, in Lao Qian's heart, it rises like a flame!

What the hell is this thing called?

I, the No. 1 chief, sit here in a daze, and you're crying for the No. 2 chief and the twelve males below, and they're fighting hotly!

What do you think of Lao Tzu?

As the legendary "child emperor"?

Wearing a dragon robe, sitting on a dragon chair and making a blank appearance?

Let the ministers below submit the official documents up, and the jade ridge will be covered, and today's rubber stamps?

If this is not the case, then there is only one other possibility.

Attel, this kid and the people below, did he see through Lao Tzu's identity, like uniting to calculate Lao Tzu?

After this thought suddenly passed by the speed of light in Lao Qian's mind, Lao Qian came to a conclusion.

This one may be smaller.

If you want to find out your identity, wouldn't it be more suitable to capture yourself in a heavily defended place like St. Simay's Castle?

Concentrate all the masters in St. Smai's castle, plus the most fierce and fearless Knight of St. Smai of the St. Smai Knights, compared to after arriving in an unfamiliar plane. Wouldn't it be much better to catch yourself again?

Besides, to arrest him, it was also the high-ranking officers of Saint-Simai who came forward, and it was not the turn of a few petty officers in a group of recruits to point fingers at him.

The top brass of the Saint-Smith Regiment should not be so stupid.

Old Qian shook his head.

This one may be xìng. It should be relatively small.

So, what kind of plane are these people doing here?

There is definitely a yīn plot!

Old money is very unhappy. Old money is angry!

Lao Qian didn't care about the Knights of St. Smai, nor did he care about the Holy Word Archers, and he didn't care about any plane.

But Audrey's chick is also quite hot......

The Knights of St. Smaigh, the Legion of the Holy Bow Legion, for the old money, is a piece of poop!

However, even if it is a piece of stool, you have to let Lao Qian kick it away by himself, which is in line with Lao Qian's current master status.

As a deputy centurion, in front of Lao Qian and the small boss below, it is simply a slap in the face of Lao Qian and treating Lao Qian as a monkey!

This is absolutely intolerable for old money.

When Lao Qian first set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, he suffered all the humiliation and played monkey tricks.

However, the old money, whose strength has skyrocketed, can no longer tolerate these guys whose strength is not as good as his own. Think of yourself as a circus member who runs rivers and lakes and somersaults.

Lao Qian calmed down, and the mystery of the wind system rushed towards his ears.

Wind can drive and perceive all the fluctuations in the air.

In the entire floating ship, all the air flow immediately appeared in Lao Qian's mind. Even the slightest movement of air is no exception.

In the flow of air, beam after beam of fluctuations, like an airplane in the clouds, breaks through the flowing air and rushes towards the destination.

Needless to say, these airplane-like fluctuations are compressed into a beam of sound waves.

In the feeling of old money, these compressed beams of sound waves, swept through the air, and brought out the tiny movements, like a jet plane. Skimming across the sky, bringing a shock to a sensitive child.

From time to time, a few sound beams swept through the air, and in the direction of the sweeping, the people who were walking in series.

As soon as the old money god moved, a few wisps, dozens of fine wisps of air, and they moved in the air. And, intercept the trajectory of those sound beams passing through the air.

Because Lao Qian's divine thoughts greatly surpassed those of other monks, no one in the floating ship noticed this kind of outward behavior of Lao Qian's divine thoughts.

These are the people who are connected to each other. Instead of using divine thoughts, they used sound beams that seemed much backward as a means of communicating with each other.

If you use the Divine Mind to communicate, everyone sits very closely.

As long as there is a certain monk who is particularly strong in divine thoughts, or a certain monk whose cultivation is particularly high, such as Nan Batian, who is incarnated by Lao Qian, the exchange of divine thoughts between them will be easily detected.

On the contrary, the use of this kind of communication that compresses into bundles is more secretive and not easy to be intercepted by other monks.

They didn't expect that after seizing a lot of secret books of the Endless Cloud Sea Cultivators, Lao Qian's cāo control of the wind and the cāo of the clouds had reached a rather nuanced level.

The sound wave beams passed through the subtle, wisps of air controlled by Lao Qian, and a considerable part of the content contained in these sound waves reached Lao Qian's mind.

Of course, these contents are incomplete.

The intermittent words, in the old money's mind, manifested.

"While it's time to separate. ”

Collection. ”

"Move fast!"

"Get rid of it without mercy..."

Hair... These guys' tricks smell bloody.

From these intermittent words, Lao Qian let out a strong smell of blood.

After these guys arrived at that plane, they probably wanted to kill someone.

Moreover, the person to be killed, or these people, may be from the Legion of the Holy Word Bow, or even, a knight of the Knights of St. Smaise.

However, all of a sudden, Lao Qian heard a word that made him furious.

"And Nanbatian" to hide!"