Chapter 877 Ghostly Cry Sands
t vast energy pressing down on everyone like a mountain collapse."It seems that you outsiders can't hold back either. The younger generation has been fighting for a few hundred years, why don't we old...Twenty or so beams of light shot towards the two flying hawk warships of the Golden Explanation Sect. The intensity was blinding, even ordinary cultivators would find it difficult to look directly at such a strong light.
Lu Xiaitian's eyes flashed, and he noticed that in the blinding light, several Jindan cultivators dared to charge towards the flying warships of the Huangfeng Sect and Yinming Demon Sect respectively.
Want to deliver spirit stones to those two flying warships It's a fool's dream.
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“The three warships of the Huang Feng Pai and Yin Ming Mo Zong are lacking spirit stones. The Jin Chan Jiao has recently arrived. We absolutely cannot allow them to unite. I will intercept two of them, Yuan Mei, you are responsible for annihilating any stragglers, Miao Ruolin, you are responsible for commanding the warships and attacking the Fei Yan warships of the Jin Chan Jiao. Miao Ruolin, if anyone disobeys orders, kill them without mercy. If the situation is unfavorable, immediately destroy their flying warships.”
After finishing his words, Lu Xia Tian glanced at Cen Yu. Cen Yu was only in the early stage of Jindan, having just recovered his mana. His strength was insufficient. With Miao Ruo Lin's strength, controlling an eighth-grade Jindan puppet might not be able to fully exert its power, but if something unexpected happened, it should not be difficult to suppress Cen Yu.
Moreover, even if Cen Yu refused to cooperate, it wouldn't lead to him betraying them. At worst, with Yuan Min's one Skyfaring Warship, they could still suppress the two Flying Hawk Warships of the Jin Clan. Otherwise, if Cen Yu truly threatened the situation, Lu Xia Tian would also act without hesitation.
“Master Lu, rest assured, this servant would never be so rude.”
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Cen Yu was swept by Lu Xia Tian's glance, her heart skipped a beat. She didn't want to end up like Jiang Yue Ting. And with Lu Xiao Tian directly commanding the warships here, they had encountered several enemy warships. Wasn't that just proving Lu Xiao Tian's judgment correct
"Cen Daoist is best at discerning right from wrong." Before Lu Xia Tian's words even finished, he shot out like lightning, directly intercepting the two figures who were flying towards the Yin Ming Demon Sect warship amidst the chaos.
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"Senior Cen, you and I each command six Spirit Cannons. Let's blast those cultivators who dare to approach the Huangfeng School and Yinming Demon Sect!"
Although there were many spirit cannons on the Flying Battleship at this time, only one could be directly deployed into battle. Miao Ruolin saw Lu Xia Tian fly out to intercept him directly, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly ordered the battleship to support Lu Xia Tian.
"It was you who stole the Star Moon Demon Sect's flying warship and razed the Jie Sheng Jiao camp" The first of the lion-nosed, broad-faced elders stopped by Lu Xia Tian roared, taking out a black jade bowl from his storage bag. The jade bowl's spiritual runes danced, and its spiritual pressure was overwhelming.
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“Since you know it’s me, you still dare to come and die.” Lu Xia Tian saw that the two Feiyan warships sent by Jin Chan Jiao were quickly suppressed by the Feitian warships commanded by Yuan Min.
Another cultivator from the Jin Clan sought to fly onto the Huang Feng Sect's airship, but was met with a volley of blasts from the six spirit cannons commanded by Miao Ruolin. He raised a sapphire parasol, its shimmering light curtain deflecting some of the cannon fire, but under the bombardment of a second wave of cannons led by Cen Yu, it was reduced to scrap.
Seeing this scene, Lu Xia Tian's heart was slightly at ease. At this time, two Golden Core cultivators from the Yinming Demon Sect also flew out, wanting to respond to the Lion-nosed Elder who had arrived as reinforcements. Whether it was the Huangfeng Sect or the Yinming Demon Sect, as long as a flying battleship temporarily regained its combat power, the situation could be greatly reversed.
Lu Xia Tian's sudden dash out gave them a chance. Otherwise, with a direct spiritual cannon blockade, no one would dare take the risk. Now that Lu Xia Tian was there, as long as both sides fought each other to the death at high speed, the other party wouldn't dare to fire their spiritual cannons easily, lest they accidentally injure their own people.
"It's good that he came out." Lu Xia Tian was afraid the other party would stay on the boat and cause trouble, so he just attracted a few people who thought they were quite skilled to come out and assassinate them.
As for the old man with a lion's nose and broad face, the black jade bowl he took out was powerful in aura. It was obviously a spiritual artifact refined using special techniques, no wonder this old man would take it out from his storage bag.
It seems that this Zhàn Yuè Liáng's Yuan Ying old monster put a lot of effort into avoiding trouble.
“Presumptuous brat, witness the might of my Ocean-Taming Bowl!” The Lion-Nosed Elder’s eyes blazed like copper bells, his gaze fixed on you with an imposing air. A black jade bowl flipped from his hand, hovering above his head. Black qi swirled within, accompanied by the sound of crashing waves. It seemed as if this palm-sized bowl held the very essence of the ocean imprisoned within.
Whoosh, the black jade bowl flew towards Lu Xiaottian's head.
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At this moment, a pair of slender Yinmu men from the Yinming Demon Sect each held a small white bottle in their hands. They suddenly enlarged it tenfold by displaying it forward, and tilted the mouth of the bottle. A surge of yellow sand rolled out, covering the sky and rushing towards Lu Xiaitian.
"Ghost's Weeping Sand!"
...Even the old man with a lion's nose, seeing this swirling yellow sand all over the sky, couldn't help but change his expression drastically, and his body was about to retreat.
"You're making quite a fuss, fellow traveler. If you were afflicted by the Ghostly Sand, a single Reversal Pill would be enough to cure you." The lanky man with an ominous aura chuckled, "Right now, our priority is capturing that silver-haired boy. Our Skyfaring vessel is almost out of Spirit Stones, and we can't afford delays. A little hardship is nothing compared to the mission entrusted to us by our ancestors."
This Ghost Cry Sand is made from the crystal sand at the bottom of Mingsha Valley, which belongs to Yin Ming Sect. It is soaked in ghost miasma from Yinquan for ninety-nine eighty-one days to absorb evil energy. Then, seventy-seven forty-nine ghosts born at midnight are used, and it is refined using Yin Ming Sect's secret method. Once injured by it, the Ghost Cry Sand enters the body, and if there is no antidote, one will be tormented by the cries of ghosts every day, unable to find peace, until their soul weakens and dies.
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"The three of us working together, even using the ancestor's Sea-Suppressing Bowl, are we still afraid this kid could turn heaven upside down" The Lion-Nosed Elder snorted coldly. He had swallowed a detoxification pill after all, and his qi was severely injured, which he couldn't avoid. This kind of suffering, for no reason at all, he wouldn't want to endure it.
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A tall and thin man with a dark expression flashed a fierce look in his eyes, but it quickly vanished, replaced by astonishment. In the blink of an eye, a golden whip appeared in the hands of the silver-haired youth.
With a whoosh, the golden whip slashed through the air and struck the Zhenhai Bell. The entire sea that seemed to be sealed within it was agitated, producing a sound like mountains roaring and tsunamis crashing.
This鎮海缽 was incredibly heavy. When Lu Xiaitian swung his whip, the impact sent him flying backward as well.
However, the performance of Shibi Ancestor was even worse. With a shriek, blood gushed from his eyes and nose, and his body almost plummeted directly from the air.
Although both used spiritual artifacts, their cultivation levels were vastly different. Lu Xiaotian's condensed nine-colored golden core possessed far more powerful magic power than the old man with the lion nose. Naturally, the old man couldn't withstand it.
This is similar to how Lu Ping'er lost against Chi Tianhong with her psychic ice whip back then.
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"How is this possible" The lion-nosed old man's blood surged, his magic flowing in reverse, as he looked at Lu Xia Tian with astonishment. But seeing a layer of cyan armor appear on Lu Xia Tian's body, the countless ghostly wails hitting him seemed to have no effect whatsoever.s a member of the Xue Ling Demon Clan."Gu Hai, the time for the altar to open has not yet arrived. You are forbidden to enter the altar before then. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!"...