"What should we do now?" Yan Xiaoyi pursed his lips tightly, his eyes complicated.

"Now, we are still on the way to escape, and we cannot protect ourselves. But..." Rong Xiaojia stared at the demon flying boat in the water mirror, murmured with a complicated face.

Xiaorou turned her head and looked at Ziyun who was still meditating and exercising her skills. Then she found Luo Chuan: "Fellow Daoist Luo, have you found out about...Ran Fengjun and the others in the borderland?"

"I haven't seen anyone. But I heard from the monks in the borderland that they had seen more than twenty descendants of the emperors on the night of civil strife, but unfortunately they didn't escape and were caught back. It is said that they were all imprisoned in the Faliu title."

Luo Chuan said, pushing the crowd away and walking forward, looking up at the water mirror.

In the water mirror, eight demon cult palace flying boats formed into a formation and flew smoothly to the outer world. The one in the center of the eight flying boats was the Faliu.

"We are already so close, and the Demon Sect Palace has not discovered us yet. Good brother, the flying boat you stolen from Daluo seems very difficult."

Qi Xinyue's voice sounded behind Luo Chuan, a little intriguing.

Yan Xiaoyi and others looked at Qi Xinyue and Luo Chuan in surprise. On the one hand, they were surprised by Qi Xinyue and Luo Chuan's rapid development relationship, and on the other hand, they were also amazed at Luo Chuan's good luck.

"When I found this flying boat, almost all the monks guarding the flying boat died. Only the last one left said that the owner of the flying boat was the demon king." Luo Chuan said lightly: "Since it is the flying boat of a certain demon king, it must not be too bad, so I got on the flying boat."

"Brother Luo's luck is so good. This flying boat must be a treasure boat built by the demon king for huge sums of money. Its value is definitely not lower than that of the Dragon Lord." Kong Yufeng said with a smile.

"With this flying boat, it's enough for us to save our lives. I believe we can reach Guangtian Pusheng smoothly. As for other thoughts that shouldn't be thought of, don't think about it." Xiang Shaoxing, another descendant of the emperor, looked at the demon flying boat not far ahead and whispered.

"That's all." Kong Yufeng sighed lowly.

The more than thirty trial monks and passengers on the side breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid that the descendants of the young emperors would be impulsive and wanted to rescue the descendants of the emperors on the flying boat ahead.

Yan Xiaoyi and Cheng Xiaobing looked at Rong Xiaojia. Rong Xiaojia's face showed a struggle, his eyes closed, and he opened for a while: "It's reasonable and reasonable. We shouldn't sit still. But the current situation is that there are many enemies and we are few, and we are still running. Any way of rescue is to fall into the trap... Xiaoyi, keep driving, the target is broad and the public sage."

Yan Xiaoyi nodded, groping and controlling the roulette while fumbled, deviating from the route close to the eight flying boats and heading towards the other side.

Luo Chuan put the expressions and reactions of everyone in his eyes. Whether it was Xiang Shaoxing, Kong Yufeng or Rong Xiaojia, they had been ready to move for at least a moment, wanting to rescue the other descendants of the Emperor.

However, facing the reality, the descendants of the Emperor chose to remain rational.

"Brother Luo. Do you seem to have other ideas?" Qi Xinyue's voice sounded.

Yu Guangzhong, Luo Chuan saw Qi Xinyue looking at him, her eyes showing curiosity.

Kong Yufeng, Xiang Shaoxing, and Rong Xiaojia also looked at Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan cursed inwardly, but his face was very calm: "Fellow Daoist Qi is thinking too much, and my Dao's idea is the same as everyone else. In this case, it is basically impossible to rescue them."

"Brother Luo is so shy. Why, are you still unwilling to call him "sister?" Qi Xinyue said with a smile.

Luo Chuan ignored him and looked up at the eight flying boats in the water mirror.

As he expected, none of the monks brought out by the Dragon King dared to take the risk to rescue them. Of course, in this case, only the madman dared to go.

Although Luo Chuan is not a lunatic, he is determined to win the descendants of the twenty emperors.

Soon, the small flying boat had quietly passed eight Demon Sect Palace flying boats and was about to successfully transfer to another route.

Luo Chuan recalled the strategic map drawn by the Sky and Sea Monster King and him when he was still in the desert.

On that strategic map, the position and angle of the small flying boat and the eight demon flying boats were almost exactly the same as the ones.

The time is here!

A flash of light flashed in Luo Chuan's eyes, quietly releasing the Tianmen Dharma Thought, shooting towards a rune located at the edge in the control wheel aperture.

"Agent Boat Commander" Yan Xiaoyi was still exploring the performance of the Xiaofeizhou. He felt that the control wheel was swaying slightly, but he did not pay much attention.

However, the next moment, the little flying boat suddenly stopped, and no matter how Yan Xiaoyi turned the wheel and controlled the flying boat, the little flying boat remained motionless.

In the flying boat, everyone except Luo Chuan was stunned.

"Xiao Yi, why don't you continue?" Rong Xiao A asked.

Yan Xiaoyi turned the roulette at a loss, his face turned pale: "I did nothing! It suddenly stopped moving!"

As soon as Yan Xiaoyi finished speaking, the flying boat suddenly trembled violently, and the sound of gurgling water sounded at the bottom of the bilge. Everyone could feel that the source of power was rising, gathering, and it was about to complete some kind of operation.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, a circle of bloody smoke rose around the small flying boat, and it emerged, completely exposed to the vision of the eight demon flying boats.

The eight demon flying boats obviously also discovered the small flying boats and ended abruptly.

"Xiao Yi! What did you touch!" Cheng Xiao Bing shouted with a red face.

"How do I know! This flying boat is too complicated! I, I... I didn't touch anything!" Yan Xiaoyi tried hard to turn the roulette, but the roulette was still motionless, making Yan Xiaoyi sweat heavily.

The atmosphere in the control cabin was frozen, and almost everyone's face was filled with panic.

But at this moment, tens of thousands of blood qi shot out from the outer wall of the small flying boat. Although the blood qi fired quickly, it seemed that it did not have any power, and it was even worse than the magic power of the Infant Transformation Realm.

Such an offensive obviously does not pose any threat to the eight demon flying boats. The demon flying boat revolves around and heads towards the small flying boat, but none of them takes defensive measures.

Halfway through, tens of thousands of blood and energy suddenly overlapped, one after another, three after another... When half a mile away from the eight demon flying boats, tens of thousands of blood and energy had overlapped into eight thick blood and energy!

Each blood and energy contains a breath close to the great success of the heavens, and it rotates rapidly, and it descends like a meteor, falling towards the eight demon boats!

It was not until this time that the eight demon flying boats reacted!

They either turn the boat head, turn on the defensive shield, or are preparing to leap, but they are all one step too late!

When the eight rainbow-like qi and blood were only three hundred steps away from the flying boat, they changed again and turned into the magical appearance of the monks with ten blood-robed long swords. Each "person" was thousands of feet tall, drew out the long sword and slashed at the demon flying boat.

Boom!

In the depths of the void, eight demon flying boats were either split into a large crack, or holes were exposed in the boat cabin, none of which were intact and were damaged to varying degrees.

The demon cultivator who had insufficient cultivation and practiced Taoism was unstable, and was swept out of the boat cabin by the gravity of the void, screamed and fell into the void with a desperate look on his face.

At the same time, the small flying boat was like a squid, spraying out large amounts of blood mist, surrounding the eight demon flying boats, and hiding itself in the blood mist.

There was a silence in the control cabin.

After a brief silence, cheers and cheers erupted in the control cabin.

Looking at the embarrassing demon flying boat, the monks looked surprised and excited.

"Xiao Yi... You hit eight flying boats! You almost sank them!" Cheng Xiaobing's eyes widened, a flush appeared on his chubby face, and his speech was a little unscrupulous.

"Xiao Yi, you're doing it beautifully!" Rong Xiao Jia also patted Yan Xiao Yi's shoulder with an excited expression.

Yan Xiaoyi looked stunned, his eyes were blank, staring at the miserable situation in the water mirror, and murmured: "But I did nothing...what happened...this flying boat is so weird."

"Hahaha, even if it is missed, we are lucky! Humph, these eight flying boats from the Demon Sect Palace cannot fly far depending on the situation." Kong Yufeng laughed loudly, staring at the eight demon flying boats, and cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Among the crowd, there were two people who did not go to see Yan Xiaoyi as soon as possible.

Ye Jiufan stared at Luo Chuan's back, looking deep in thought.

Next to Luo Chuan, Qi Xinyue glanced at the young man with a calm expression beside him, and suddenly sent a message: "Brother Luo, from the beginning, this flying boat stopped for no reason until it severely damaged the eight demon cult palaces... You have always been very calm. Good brother, tell my sister, have you known something long ago?"

"Why, I can't calm down." A green smile appeared on Luo Chuan's face: "Can I have to be ecstatic and cheerful so that you no longer doubt anything."

After saying that, Luo Chuan ignored Qi Xinyue and walked towards the console.

Qi Xinyue was stunned, opened her mouth, stared at Luo Chuan's back, smiled inexplicably, and thoughts appeared in her eyes.

In front of the console, Rong Xiaojia looked up at the water mirror, his eyes falling to the middle, which was also the most severely damaged Faliu.

"Xiao Yi, can this flying boat continue to be invisible?" Rong Xiaojia asked.

Yan Xiaoyi debugged the roulette and said happily: "Now everything has returned to normal, of course it can. But boss, what do you want to do with this?"

"Xiao Jia wanted to take advantage of the chaos and get close to Faliu to rescue Yuan Shitian and the others."

Luo Chuan said beside Rong Xiaojia.

The word "Xiao Jia" fell, and many people looked strange. Even Rong Xiaojia looked at Luo Chuan strangely. Just in terms of age, the youngest person on this flying boat was Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan also noticed his slip of the tongue. He had just come out of Bianhuang, but he had not yet completely changed his role as the boss of the cannon fodder camp and the great commander of Bianhuang.

"The current situation is very different from before. Perhaps, we really have the opportunity to rescue them. Even if we fail, we can escape unscathed." Qi Xinyue spoke to help Luo Chuan. As she spoke, she looked at Luo Chuan deeply, with a little joking.
Chapter completed!