Six Hundred and Sixtieth IX The Full Moon

The falling moon casts shadows, and nighthawks cast dark light. After fighting fiercely all night, when the moon was setting in the west, the huge nighthawk turned into a dark light and disappeared without a trace with the bright moon in the sky.

In the fierce battlefield, the smoke is calm.

On the surface of the sea, the aftermath of the naval battle was rippling, and the soft light was reflected in the rumbling morning light.

On the deck of the ship, the monks sat cross-legged, meditating and recovering.

After a night of fierce fighting, many monks were exhausted.

The war is at rest, and the state is being restored.

overnight fight.

Statistics will come out soon.

Overnight, the Three Gods fleet only killed less than a thousand nighthawks.

Among the three gods fleet, there are more than 20 fallen monks.

On the other hand, there were very few monks within the range of the Fengyun Sea-Baying Shenzhou. One monk fell because the monk jumped out of the protective circle of the Shenzhou, rushed into the sea, and was surrounded by Nighthawks to death.

On the sea, the remains of many monks were placed on the deck.

The cultivator of the Three Gods stood in awe and bowed his head to say goodbye.

In Nanyang, life and death are only in one thought.

There are more than 20 fallen monks, but now on the deck, there are only ten remains.

The general will inevitably die before the battle.

If someone else falls today, it is likely to be yourself tomorrow.

The monks felt sorry for each other.

Lan Guochun sat cross-legged on the bald eagle's back with his head down, and the bald eagle's proud head also hung down, as if mourning the monk.

Zhong Lijuan sang crisply: "Let's abandon the love of children, and the ambition of the vast sea is only determined today. Carrying a trident, wearing white jade, hungry for sea animal heads, thirsty for sea animal blood..."

On the Three Gods, the monks sang the Sea God's song in a low voice: "The leaves are rustling, the blood of a strong man is hot, the wind is as cold as a knife, and the mournful song is loud..."

Amidst the mournful song, Cyclops Kozo shouted loudly: "Brothers, let's go. See you off."

The monks of the Three Gods, including the monks of the Fengyun, bowed their heads together.

One-eyed Hao san waved his hand, and the monks who fell on the deck all flew to the sea, and fell into the sea with a plop.

It is different from Fengyun, which traveled alone in Nanyang.

The Sanshen fleet is composed of many sea-going ships, wandering around the South Seas in order to boost morale. In order to increase the fleet's sense of honor, Zhong Lijuan composed the "Song of the Sea God" by herself.

Whenever there is a big battle, the monks of the Sanshen will sing and fight generously, adding a bit of pride.

The same is buried in the sea.

Burial at sea amid singing, and falling silently into the sea. The meaning is quite different.

The Sanshen has sailed the South Seas for more than ten years and has formed a unique style.

Whenever a monk falls in a naval battle, the Three Gods will hold a sea burial for him. Amidst the singing, he remembers the monk, recalls every bit of Zheda Sect, and strengthens his heart. Forming a joint force has some unique effects.

Seeing the monks of the Three Gods solemnly burying the fallen monks at sea, Sun Hao standing on the mast couldn't help but think of the battlefield where the Qingyunmen faced the Five Elements Demon Sect in the past.

On the battlefield, the monks of the two sects also sang battle songs. Fight for the sect.

In the singing, how many passionate men like the rising sun sword Peng Lin died generously.

However, Sun Hao thought in a daze, today, or in the past, how many monks will remember the passion of the past?

If it wasn't for this situation and scene that brought back Sun Hao's memories, Peng Lin would have almost been hidden in the bottom of Sun Hao's memories.

I sighed in my heart. Sun Hao also sang along with the monks of the Three Gods: "The fallen leaves are rustling, the blood of a strong man is hot, the wind is cold like a knife, and the mournful song is loud..."

First night in the Nighthawk Isles.

There are more than 20 fallen monks from the Three Gods.

Temporarily calm during the day.

However, every monk knows it in his heart. Next, every night. There will be a bloody battle.

At this time, the nighthawks did not know where to hide to recharge their batteries. With the appearance of the bright moon, they would turn into giant eagles again to resist the invasion of the Three Gods.

The Jindan monk exchanged a few words briefly, and the Three Gods fleet rested on the spot.

The monks used sea ships as units to sum up the gains and losses of the first night's sea battle and prepare for the bloody battle that is coming tonight.

In the sea and sky, three bald eagles flew high and penetrated into the clouds.

Lan Guochun sent them out to investigate, first to see if there were other powerful enemies in the Nighthawk Islands; secondly, he also hoped to find the nighthawk's foothold.

If the nighthawk colony can be found during the day and the attack can be launched during the day, the battle will definitely benefit the Three Gods.

In the night sky, the nighthawks under the bright moon borrowed the mighty power of nature and doubled their fighting power.

Avoiding reality is the most ideal battle.

It's just that nighthawks hide well during the day, but it's not easy to find them.

The bald eagles also don't know if they can find anything.

Sun Hao also returned to his practice room.

When Nighthawk left, it was like a stream of shadows, at an extremely fast speed, as if it had fallen into the sea without a sound, and Sun Hao couldn't find the exact location where Nighthawk disappeared.

But Lan Guochun couldn't help him either.

Now, Sun Hao's first priority is to hurry up and feed the Xumi Ningkong Pagoda in his body.

Otherwise, Sun Hao's strength will never be fully displayed.

The current battle situation does not have much impact, but once there is a real crisis, after a real war, even with the help of two monks, Jin and Li, it will be difficult for Sun Hao to maintain the status of the Tyrant Sea Shenzhou on the Fengyun.

The day passed by in the process of their respective cultivation.

Soon, night will come.

A bright moon lifts into the sky.

The shadow streamer appeared again.

The nighthawk once again formed a "picture of an eagle flying under the bright moon on the sea".

The bloody battle resumed.

The First World War lasted all night again.

It was night, after adapting to the nighthawk fighting style, the monks lost a lot, only seven or eight monks fell.

But similarly, the losses of the Nighthawks were also much less. Statistics show that after one night's battle, only more than two hundred Nighthawks were actually shot down.

In the morning, after another simple sea burial, the fleet returned to calm, and the monks took the time to practice and recover.

On the third night, the bloody battle came as scheduled.

It was night, and Nighthawk's attack strength was slightly insufficient, no monks fell, and Nighthawk's consumption was also very little.

However, when the bright moon was sinking to the west, Lan Guochun looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the expression on Lan Guochun's face became more and more serious.

Almost at the same time.

Sun Hao also thought of a possibility. Looking at the bright moon getting fuller and fuller in the sky, bad thoughts welled up in my heart.

Unable to help himself, Sun Hao looked at Lan Guochun.

It just so happened that Lan Guochun also looked in Sun Hao's direction at this time.

Seeing Sun Hao's eyes, Lan Guochun was startled, and thought in his heart: "Although Chen Xiang's strength is relatively weak, he has good eyesight, and he also found the key to it. Hey, it's just that his strength is really not enough. Otherwise, the fleet wouldn't be so difficult, I hope that in a few days, his Bahai Shenzhou can still withstand the impact of the Nighthawk."

Nighthawks use the moon to fight.

So would Nighthawk's combat power be related to the waxing and waning of the moon?

the last few nights. The bright moon hangs high but is not in a state of abundance.

In a few days, on the day of the full moon, will Nighthawk's combat power increase greatly?

Very likely.

Sun Hao thought of it, and Lan Guochun thought of it too.

On the second day, Sun Hao found that Lan Guochun's expression was much more serious, when he gave the search task to the three bald eagles. Also a lot more cautious.

If the Nighthawk cannot be found before the full moon, a bloody battle awaits the Three Gods fleet.

Nighthawks will still appear with the moon for the next two nights, however. Its attack strength is still not large, more tentative attacks.

Sun Hao can be sure that Nighthawk's temptation is actually waiting, waiting for a suitable fighter, waiting for the full moon, and defeating the human invaders in one fell swoop.

Seeing Lan Guochun's increasingly serious expression, Zhong Lijuan understood.

later. One-eyed Kosan was also when the bright moon was sinking to the west, he suddenly realized and shouted loudly: "Damn, maybe these beasts are waiting for the night of the full moon..."

The bright moon of the mainland. The moon is full in the middle of the month.

It's only three or two days away from the middle of the month.

On the Sanshen, the preparations for war suddenly rose.

Brother Fengyun is also preparing for the battle with a relaxed mind.

The monks of the Three Gods thought that the monks of Fengyun were a group of turtles who had never seen a sea battle. He thinks that Brother Fengyun is blindly optimistic.

However, Brother Fengyun didn't think that Nighthawk could break through the Fengyun with the real Chen Xiang sitting in charge. Daoist Chen Xiang has always been low-key and low-key, but his real strength will definitely surprise all the monks.

Brother Fengyun, who has witnessed Sun Hao's record against the sky, is full of confidence in Sun Hao.

Sun Hao frowned.

I know my own affairs.

Under the current state, Sun Hao was really not sure that he would be able to block the attack of the Nighthawk under the full moon state.

If he couldn't stop it, wouldn't he have failed Brother Fengyun's trust?

If he can't stand it, the Fengyun monk who is full of confidence in himself will be caught off guard, and he doesn't know how much loss he will suffer.

Sun Hao secretly became anxious.

If he had known that this would be the case, Sun Hao shouldn't have been in a hurry to refine the Sumeru Empty Pagoda.

A monk should not be careless at any time.

Once again, the giant eagle left several giant corpses and disappeared with the moon.

Lan Guochun looked at the infinitely abundant bright moon, thoughtful.

The one-eyed Haosan suddenly looked at Sun Hao who was not far away, and raised his voice and said: "Master Chen Xiang, the sun and the moon will be full tomorrow, Haosan has a sentence, don't know whether to say it or not?"

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "It's okay to say it, the real Haosan."

One-eyed Haozo looked up to the sky and laughed: "I think Fengyun is relatively weak, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to block Feiying's attack tomorrow. How about Sanshen supporting you with two golden pills?"

This is not trusting the real person Chen Xiang, not trusting the Fengyun Hao.

Quite a number of Fengyun monks, even Jin Li and the two real people had a slightly ugly face, and there was even a look of indignation on Yu Buyu's face.

Sun Hao smiled slightly, and said kindly: "It's good that way, Chen Xiang just wants to ask Master Lan for help."

Lan Guochun nodded, and said to Sun Hao: "There is indeed a fierce battle tonight, everyone is responsible for the battle, Chen Xiang can think so, very good, then Chen Xiang, I don't know if Fengyun needs other help, whether the two Jindan enough?"

Sun Hao pondered for a while, and said: "Chen Xiang is not impolite. Chen Xiang is in a hurry to go out this time, and his reserves are not enough. I wonder if Master Lan can support some panacea to replenish his true energy?"

Lan Guochun was slightly stunned. (to be continued ~^~)