The night is bright, the moon is bright, and the wind is cold Fan Yang walked through the dense forest, his figure erratic, like a ghost.
At this time, in the Heavenly Dome Sect, in terms of cultivation alone, he was enough to rank in the top thirty.
If you don't count those masters who live in the Heavenly Dome Sect, he is enough to be among the top ten.
No matter where Aurora is, the Infant Monk is a presence to look up to.
In the middle of the night, apart from killing two beasts that didn't know whether they were alive or dead, Fan Yang didn't find anything useful, as if that Guangming Guard had given up on this land.
No more teleportation arrays will be set up here.
Thinking of this, Fan Yang didn't seem to get any comfort in his heart, but became more and more uneasy, because the doubts were getting bigger and bigger.
From any point of view, the Bright Guard at the time shouldn't have led them to that teleportation array.
You shouldn't even take the initiative to give up the teleportation circle when the battle is still deadlocked.
He had a feeling of being fooled.
Fan Yang rarely thinks about problems so hard.
He's not a stupid person, he's just not used to thinking like that.
But when he meditated on it, he could still see something unusual about it.
He stopped, stood under a large tree, and looked up at the sky.
Through the speckled shadows of the trees, he saw the mutilated moon.
The wind swayed the branches from time to time, and the moon shadow was sometimes sparse and dense, sometimes appearing from this side, sometimes from that side, Fan Yang seemed to be stupid.
At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he seemed to see a reason that could explain all the events.
"If the Star Palace intends to let us focus our attention here, it will undoubtedly be an excellent hiding from the location where they really want to set up."
Fan Yang felt a chill in his back, perhaps, at this moment, the group of lifeless living dead in the Star Palace were working hard to build a teleportation circle in an inaccessible canyon.
And he is still stupidly spinning endlessly in the circle drawn by others.
It wasn't until the tide-like Star Palace army came to face that it was too late to regret it.
Fan Yang shook his head hard, suppressing that terrible thought.
He knew what he was going to do, and the most important thing now was to inform Mu Wu and the others to expand the scope of the search, or simply leave this mountain forest and set their sights on a farther place.
He flew five or six feet in the direction he came.
It fell down again.
After thinking for a moment, he changed his mind.
Because he didn't have a good reason to convince Mu Wu and the others.
He understood what kind of people the monks cultivated by the hidden dragon, rigid, tenacious, and inflexible.
Fan Yang decided to do this on his own, and he spread a map under a large tree, carefully analyzing the terrain near the Storm Ocean through the mottled moon shadow.
He had to admit it.
The place where the Star Palace set up the teleportation circle before was indeed very secret.
He couldn't seem to find a more hidden spot other than that one.
After drawing a few possible locations on the map where a teleportation array could be built.
Fan Yang hurriedly left.
These places were extremely far away from where he was, two or three thousand miles back and forth, and it was not an easy journey for a monk like him.
Gongsun Long stood beside the palace that was almost burned to ruins, and his heart felt as if it had been burned on a fire.
He felt like a fool, being led by the nose by others.
The battle on Baishayu was over quickly, but the more than 100 battle cultivators stationed on that small island were almost completely killed, and counting the 20 people lost in the attack on the island, he lost almost 150 well-trained war cultivators in two days.
Every monk.
All are precious to a kingdom.
The number of people who can cultivate is already limited, and the resources that can support the cultivators are also limited, and the war cultivators who consumed the precious supplies were easily killed, which was unacceptable to him.
At this time, from the ruins of the main hall came a long and jade monk, who was the prince of Yinsha, Gongsun Xing.
Since the bright moon platform.
His status in Yinsha is also far inferior to before, which has a lot to do with the loss of several national teachers in Mingyuetai.
The reason why Gongsun Xing has not been taken down is because his replacement is not strong enough.
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He was sure that if there was a brother in his family who could cultivate to the Yuan Ying cultivation, then his fate would be as tragic as this dilapidated palace.
Of course, Gongsun Xing noticed his father Tie Qing's face, but he still took the initiative to speak.
"Father, the envoys of the Golden Sands have visited and conveyed their goodwill to assist us in resisting the Star Palace."
Gongsun Long didn't seem to hear it.
Gongsun Xing repeated, louder.
Gongsun Long snorted softly, his eyes fell on his son, and he said coldly, "How did you answer them?"
Gongsun Xing said honestly: "The son will obey his father's will, when you leave.
Acting for the father.
So I asked for their help.
It was agreed that the garrisons stationed south of the Xingluo Sea would let Jinsha's troops in.
At this time, the Jinsha army had already gathered near Xiaoyu Island, within a radius of five hundred miles. ” Gongsun Long walked up to his son and grabbed the placket of his shirt with his hand, keeping his face close to the other's, "You should tell them that this is what you should do."
And not with a gesture of request.
The Star Palace has destroyed us, and they won't be able to live, so you don't have to be polite to Jinsha.
Remember, they are not our benefactors, we are in a relationship of mutual use.
Do you understand?"
Gongsun Xingmu nodded, not knowing if he could do this well.
Gongsun Long ignored Mu Ne's Gongsun Xing, and said to the herald beside him: "Pass my order, let all the battle cultivators of Yinsha strengthen their vigilance."
If there is any situation, report it to the prince as soon as possible, and he now has full authority to deal with the affairs of those rogues in the Star Palace. ” Gongsun Xing felt the big stone in his heart crash to the ground, and it seemed that his father had begun to reuse himself.
If this thing is done well, his status in the family will inevitably be improved again.
After three days and nights of trekking, Wan Qi Guanxi finally moved his elite 5,000 monks from Xingluo Sea to a place five hundred miles east of Xiaoyu Island.
Little Fish Island is a small island not far from the coastline of Silver Sand, but it is extremely secluded, because the water here is extremely deep, the wind and waves are extremely strong, and there is no yield in the water, neither fishermen nor monks who go out to sea do not want to come to this barren sea.
Wan Qian Guanxi set his camp away, and he was waiting, waiting for the clarion call to attack.
He was accompanied by his staff.
Fang Bujing shook his goatee, kept throwing a herald ball, and at the same time stared at the whistling sea in front of him, and said with emotion: "General, the Ninth Princess really humiliated you in front of Your Majesty."
Wan Qi Guanxi snorted weakly and said, "What does it matter if you humiliate me in front of Your Majesty, the problem is to humiliate me in front of the other three old immortals, and let my face go."
The girl is really hateful. ” Fang Bujing said: "The general should be careful when he speaks, she is the ninth princess."
If she really had been able to see the future and the past, as she herself said, wouldn't all of our conversations here be watched by her.
But I still admire the Ninth Princess.
She was able to choose this one among thousands of small islands, but she didn't know if there were really people from the Star Palace on that island.
If I were the head of the Star Palace, I would have chosen this as the teleportation point. ” Wan Qian Guanxi spread out his hand and said boredly: "It doesn't matter, even if you know, what can you do."
I, Wan Qi Guanxi, is such a person. ” He pointed to the overcast sky ahead and said, "Regardless of whether there are people from the palace on that island, we will rush forward, wait." ” Three hundred miles west of Xiaoyu Island, here is a circular archipelago, and the Xuanwei general of Jinsha, Lian Sidong, set up an ambush.
He divided his elite 5,000 warriors into two wings and three central parts, scattered in every corner of the archipelago.
These elite cultivators buried themselves in the sand, or hid themselves in the bushes, and it was difficult to see their shadows when they looked down from mid-air.
For Lian Sidong, ambush is almost what he is best at.
Of the four generals, he was stationed for a long time in the northern part of the Sands, the land bordering the Sea of Annihilation.
The people there are fierce, and there are many strange demon cultivators from the Sea of Silence.
How to contain the northernmost fortress of Jinsha is something that Lian Sidong has to think about every day.
Placing him in ambush west of Little Fish Island was the most suitable arrangement for him he could imagine.
When talking about this matter with his staff, everyone admired Liu Xiaoshan's good use of knowledge.
At the same time, I was amazed that this almost fledgling ninth princess could have such knowledge.
At this time, Lian Sidong's greatest concern was whether the Star Palace's battle cultivation had set up a magic circle on Xiaoyu Island.
Although he was only three hundred miles from the island, he did not dare to send scouts to investigate.
After all, a military order is a military order.
Liu Xiaoshan, together with Qin Shiyue, led five thousand battle cultivators to the north shore of Xiaoyu Island.
It is 300 miles from the island in the middle of the sea.
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On the stormy sea, the distance of three hundred miles is enough to isolate all the island.
Qin Shiyue held the battle axe and asked with a little uneasiness: "Your Royal Highness Princess, can you be sure that there are really people from the Star Palace on that island?"
"Of course.
They are right on the island.
Liu Xiaoshan replied easily.
"Even if there is a Star Palace's battle cultivation on the island, this is a huge victory for you.
Not only the prestige established in the army, but also the admiration of those of us who are old and immortal.
Qin Shiyue said sideways.
Liu Xiaoshan said: "You want to say, I'm afraid that there won't even be a shadow of a war cultivator on the island."
At that time, not only will my reputation be discredited, but even the prestige of the Jinsha royal family in the army will be lost."
Qin Shiyue nodded awkwardly, this was indeed what he wanted to say.
"But that's not going to happen."
Liu Xiaoshan's eyes flashed with sparkling light again.
After three breaths, she reached out her arm, pointed ahead, and said, "It's time to attack."
Send a signal to General Wan Qi. ” A herald crushed a bronze oval herald ball the size of an egg, and a puff of blue smoke dispersed, and on the Wan Qi Guanxi camp more than a thousand miles away from here, the identical herald ball in Fang Bujing's hand suddenly burst open, releasing a puff of red smoke.
Qin Shiyue and Wan Qiguanxi's more than 10,000 war cultivators began to charge towards Xiaoyu Island. aa2705221: