The Immortal Spiritual Picture

The nearly 5,000 cultivators who had gathered here before had now boarded the battleship of Haoran Sect, sailed across the border between the two clans, and headed straight for the depths of Langhu Blessed Land.

Gu Changhuan, who originally did not need to participate in this operation, also took the initiative to board the deck.

The speed of the battleship is much faster than that of ordinary flying magic tools and magic treasures, and of course the price is not comparable to that of ordinary magic treasures.

After the bustling cultivators boarded the battleship in an orderly manner, they entered different cabins under the arrangement of the disciples of Haoran Sect.

Although there are independent compartments on the battleship, they are only a few. Ordinary Jindan cultivators are not qualified to live in a compartment alone, and the Gu family and others are naturally not qualified, so they can only sit in a large cabin with other cultivators.

There are nearly 500 people sitting cross-legged in the entire cabin, but no one speaks, and the atmosphere is almost weird.

At this moment, Gu Xuanzhan is meditating, and the rest of the Gu family members are either sitting cross-legged or quietly looking at the people around them, which is considered quiet.

They were about to face a life-and-death battle, and they had to keep themselves in the best condition to have a chance of survival in the following brutal battle.

Gu Changhuan also sat quietly, but his mind was not idle, and he was thinking about something.

At the same time, in a wide compartment of the warship, Qi Zhi was checking the map.

"On this route, the Moon-Watching Demon King's spies and fourth-level demon beasts have been eliminated, and there will be no demon tribe to report and ruin our plan;

It will not be long before we can officially enter the Langhu Blessed Land. At that time, we will take advantage of their defense to quickly break through the Langhu Blessed Land;

After setting up the formation restriction, we will return to Maoxing Fortress and work with the old ancestor Meihuo to completely eliminate the power of the Moon-Watching Demon King!

After that, we can go south."

Qi Zhi said so, Feng Yidao nodded and said:

"If so, I don't need to take action."

Qi Zhi smiled, knowing that his senior brother was unwilling to take action against the demon beasts whose cultivation was far lower than his, so he said:

"Brother, don't worry, the Jindan cultivators of the sect and those affiliated forces are not vegetarians.

The sect has supported them for hundreds of years, and now it's time for them to do some work."

Feng Yidao said "hmm" and stroked the long sword.

In fact, he would rather hope that he was the Nascent Soul cultivator who stayed in Maoxing Fortress to resist the demons today. At least, he could fight with Wangyue Demon King, instead of sneaking into the rear of the demons thousands of miles away and not even finding a decent opponent.

Since he advanced to Nascent Soul, he has not fought with people or demons of the same realm!

This made Feng Yidao impatient for the next battle.

He calculated that the battle between the human race and the demons would last at least two or three years. After taking over Langhu Blessed Land and going south to capture Qianlong Mountain Range and other mountains, the highlight would be the Purple Barbarian Demon King.

This Purple Barbarian Demon King was not like Wangyue Demon King, who was isolated and helpless. He had many friends and had some dealings with the Nine-Headed Demon King. When he attacked the Purple Barbarian Demon King's territory, he would definitely be able to fight with the fifth-level demon kings, and even kill them with his own hands!

Killing a strong enemy can not only give a great sense of satisfaction to the sword and knife cultivators who are born to be warlike, but also make them make progress or breakthroughs in their cultivation.

This is why people like Feng Yidao and Gu Changqing, who don't like conspiracies or wars, are eager to try the coming of this war.

The flying boat sailed eastward. After two hours, Qi Zhi, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and swept his consciousness outside the warship. Then he took out the jade slip and said:

"We have entered the Langhu blessed land.

There are very few second-level and third-level monsters on the mountains we just passed. I think there are more monsters gathered in Maoxing Fortress than we imagined;

In this case, we can be faster here."

Feng Yidao stood up,

"In this case, we will try to return to Maoxing Fortress before dawn!"

Qi Zhi smiled. It was already the time of the dog days. Even if everything went well, it would not be so fast. It is not easy to arrange a fifth-level formation!

What's more, there are still many fourth-level monsters in the lair of the Moon-Watching Demon King!

Not long after, the speed of the Pojun warship suddenly slowed down.

In the large cabin, Gu Changhuan opened his eyes, looked at Gu Xuanzhan, and nodded.

We have arrived.

At this time, the other cultivators also noticed that the speed of the warship slowed down. They opened their eyes, and before they stood up, they heard Feng Yidao's voice coming over

"The cultivators in cabin No. 1 go out of the cabin and kill all the monsters above the first level of the spiritual vein here. You only have three hours.

After three hours, the army will withdraw. If you haven't dealt with the monsters here by then, stay here!"

Gu Changhuan frowned. It seems that there are only disciples of Haoran Sect in cabin No. 1?

This ancestor Zhantian is also very strict with his disciples!

At this time, in cabin No. 1, five Haoran Sect Jindan cultivators led a mighty group of more than 400 cultivators to leave the warship in an orderly manner and headed straight for the spiritual vein below.

After all the cultivators in cabin No. 1 left, the Pojun warship continued to move forward.

Five thousand cultivators, ten cabins, Gu Changhuan and other Gu family members were in cabin No. 3.

Langhu Paradise is a large piece of land connected by six fourth-level spiritual veins. In order to occupy this place faster, at each spiritual vein, a monk in the cabin will be put down and join the spiritual veins. The monsters fight and kill.

Soon, Gu Changhuan and others were let go.

Then, the broken military boat continued to move towards the core of Langhu Paradise. On the way, any monster that wanted to get close to the war boat was killed by the formation on the war boat without exception.

At the same time, the pillar snake demon king who was sleeping soundly on the fourth-level high-grade spiritual veins at the core of Langhu Paradise suddenly opened his eyes.

"This breath...

Human monk!

Mochizuki is a piece of trash!

Why was he killed by the human race so quickly? "

At the end of his speech, the Pillar Snake Demon King's voice turned cold.

"Forget it, let's go find out first and give Master Qingwen an accurate explanation."

Pillar Snake said, his figure blurred, and he left the cave.

At the same time, Feng Yidao suddenly raised his eyebrows. He grabbed the knife and appeared on the deck of the war boat in the next moment.

Qi Zhi didn't know why, and his spiritual consciousness swept outside the war boat. He quickly ordered people to open the war boat's defense with all their strength and suspend the war boat.

On the deck, Feng Yidao looked at the Pillar Snake Demon King coming at great speed. The knife in his hand was trembling slightly, almost ready to be unsheathed.