Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 415 Gunner?

After Yang Fan's words fell, suddenly a continuous roar came from a distance.

It spreads closer and closer.

"Look, what is that?" In the alliance army, a sharp-eyed monk pointed to the distance in the formation barrier and exclaimed loudly.

The words stirred up a thousand waves, and all the monks immediately pointed their eyes away.

First of all, what caught the eye was an incomparably huge gluttonous head, carrying a strong evil spirit, wanting to devour everything, it was extremely frightening, and those with a slightly lower level could be frightened into fainting directly.

Behind the head is the body with evil spirits gushing out.

He is very big, like an ancient monster occupying the world, covered with cold and sharp scales, especially the eyes on the head, which are enchanting, these are two super-powered launchers.

And its huge mouth is even more frightening than the super-powered cannons with double eyes. The muzzle with a diameter of several thousand meters has not been fired yet, but there is already a surge of energy overflowing.

Even this sliver of energy can directly blow up a Venerable cultivator.

At this moment, everyone could see clearly that it turned out to be a warship.

"Hey, this... this is a battleship? So... so strong!!"

Many monks were shocked by this giant battleship.

That's right, this battleship is exactly the battleship that Yang Fan refined day and night... the Zhentian Ship.

The prototype of this battleship was built by him according to the prototype of Taotie, because the appearance of Taotie looks so domineering, and it is one of the ancient chaos beasts, so it is very suitable for the model of the battleship.

Originally, this battleship was the hull that he refined with snow mica primordial stone, which should be white according to reason, but when Yang Fan was refining it, he accidentally discovered that the black ghost stone could be fused with snow mica primordial stone to form a more solidified s material.

This Black Nether Stone was a vein he discovered on the Xuecheng Lushi, and seeing that it looked good, he kept it.

"Boy, what do you want to do?" The master of Wanmo Sect stared at the battleship, his eyelids twitched.

"What are you doing?" Yang Fan asked back, "Hehe, no more beeps. The owner of this island has always loved peace, so I will give you another chance. Are you going to retreat now or not?"

The Master of Wanmo Sect stared at Yang Fan, and glanced at the battleship from the corner of his eye. He was a little timid and wanted to retreat, but he was relieved when he thought that there were nearly 50 billion monks this time, and there were 50 billion more on the way.

"Hmph, kid, don't put on airs, I'll wait...to level this place today!"

"Okay, very good, since that's the case, then the island owner has nothing to say, Jiang Zuo, teach them a lesson!" Yang Fan closed his words, and his figure flashed, appearing on the giant battleship.

The master of Wanmo sect paused, and quickly signaled everyone to prepare.

hum! ! !
At this time, there was a violent shock in the void, and the magma formed by the fiery energy sputtered out from the giant mouth of the battleship, and the heat wave was rushing, and in an instant, there were circles and ripples formed by the heat wave spreading, making the world hot and scorching. .

This scene is really terrifying, as if a super huge volcano is about to erupt.

"Back, back quickly!" The head of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect and the big bosses of many forces stood on end, and hurriedly called the monks under their banners to retreat.

However, it was too late for them to respond to all this.

boom!
Suddenly, an earth-shattering loud noise suddenly sounded.

In the next second, an extremely huge super fireball galloped out.

This fireball is really too big, like a dazzling little sun, illuminating half of the world.

It was so fierce that it directly tore a big hole in the formation, like a bomb thrown into the dense crowd, and went straight to the army of nearly 15 billion monks.

"Fuck...fuck!" The speed of the fireball was too fast, and the master of the Wanmo sect burst out with foul language. He had no time to take care of the monks behind him, and decisively broke through the void and fled.

Of course, the bigwigs from all sides were the same, fleeing at their own risk.

There is nothing they can do to abandon their subordinates. If they have more energy than energy, it is already very good that they can retreat.

boom!
The fireball exploded, just like a scorching sun exploded.

All of a sudden the pot exploded.

The fiery waves of fire spread in all directions like a tsunami, one wave after another, spreading millions of miles in an instant.

Roaring, shouting, howling...

In an instant, the army of 20 billion monks was swallowed up and burned to ashes.

At this moment, all the monks were shocked, their breathing was extremely rapid, and they could not regain their senses for a long time, feeling as if they had brushed shoulders with death.

Yang Fan was also shocked by this cannon, the power was stronger than he expected.

"This cannon, Gante Niang is really cool and exciting, this is the real cannon!"

Gollum!

After a long time, there was a sound of swallowing saliva.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of inhalation, the pounding sound of the heart beating extremely fast, and other sounds mixed together.

"Fuck, 20 billion monks were wiped out in one shot?"

"Mom, it's too dangerous here, I want to go home!"

……

"I won't fight this battle..."

"Damn it, how could it be like this, how could it be like this? This...how could it be so strong?" The head of Wanmo Sect Master's heart was beating wildly, as if there were many little bees flying around in his head.

To be honest, he was timid, such a battleship, such a fairy cannon, who can resist it?
Maybe a Daoist Dzogchen monk?

Maybe it's possible! !

At this time, when he was shocked, his whole body suddenly became cold and his body became stiff, as if death was holding his neck with a scythe.

The master of Wanmo sect twisted his neck stiffly, looked forward, and immediately saw that the huge mouth of Zhentian Ship was facing him.

"Dao, fellow daoist, don't be impulsive, we are willing to retreat, you...you have something to say, don't be impulsive."

Yang Fan smacked his lips, took a sip of the fairy wine, and asked softly, "What? Are you starting to confess now? Where did you die just now?"

"Fellow Daoist, just now I was ignorant and blind, but now, I realize that I was completely wrong. This time it was a complete misunderstanding." Driven by the desire to survive, the Master of Wanmo Sect couldn't care less about saving face. The question of shame, hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Fellow Daoist, I ask you to show your respect, we are really ignorant this time, and the flood flooded the Dragon King Temple." The bigwigs from other forces also begged for mercy.

"Hmph, weren't you all quite aggressive just now? Why aren't you aggressive now? What about the aggressiveness just now? Come on, I haven't had a good time with the Zhentian ship of the island owner!" Yang Fan swept all the big forces begging for mercy. The guy took a look, and said contemptuously.

"Fellow Daoist, I really did not wait for what happened this time. I, Bailingu, am willing to pay your loss as usual. I am now officially announcing that all thirteen strongholds of Bailingu will compensate fellow Daoist, and the other 1000 billion immortal crystals." At this time , Bailin Valley Master stepped out, cupped his hands and bowed, and quickly took out a 13 yuan bronze token and a storage fairy ring.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and he generously took the 13 yuan bronze token and the storage ring.

The 13 yuan bronze token is the control card for the thirteen strongholds of Bailin Valley. With this card, it is equivalent to having thirteen strongholds.

In addition, in the storage fairy ring, 1000 billion fairy crystals are just right.

Not bad, this kid is on the right track.

"Okay, you can go, keep your eyes open in the future, don't make trouble again!"

"No, no..., farewell!" Valley Master Bailin clasped his fists and bowed, and left with the rest of the monks breaking the void.

This scene happened so fast that most people didn't react.

"Damn it, I was preempted by this guy!" Gritting his teeth, the master of Wanmo Sect hurriedly stepped out.

"Fellow Daoist, what happened this time is entirely my fault. I shouldn't come here to harass you. In order to compensate you, I'm going to set up 3000 bases to make compensation, and I'm adding [-] billion immortal crystals."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Fan's heart trembled violently, he was too excited.

In addition, apart from him, everyone present was also shocked.

What shocked them was why the master of Wanmo sect compensated so many resources. This is simply killing people. What should we small forces do next?
"Well, you can go if you know the time and affairs. By the way, don't make this kind of mistake again, otherwise we will meet next time... Do you understand the meaning?" Yang Fan checked the token and the storage fairy ring and said.

"Understood, understood, don't worry fellow daoist, this kind of mistake won't happen again in the future?" The Wanmo Sect Master responded quickly, and after he finished speaking, he quickly led his subordinates away without beeping.

After him and Bailin Valley Master, bigwigs from various forces stepped forward to make up for it.

……

After a long time, all the forces that came to attack Yang Fan retreated.

"Not many beeps, sky-shattering guns, awesome!" Standing on the bow of the battleship, Yang Fan said excitedly, feeling that today is a welfare day, and this feeling is like receiving a large wave of express delivery.

"Island owner, this cannon is really exciting, can you make your subordinates become the gunners of the Zhentian Ship in the future?" Yang Fan couldn't suppress his excitement, he felt that the feeling of being a gunner was really great.

This feeling allowed him to find the vigor and vigor of his youth at once.

"Pfft, you want to be a gunner?" Yang Fan spit out the fairy wine he just drank in his mouth.

"That's right, Island Master, please help me, I swear, I will be a qualified gunner!" Jiang Zuo said with a firm face.

"Okay, then you will be the gunner of Zhentian Ship from now on!" Yang Fan nodded.

Close the words, and drive the Zhentian Ship back to the base.

Next, he plans to complete all the unrefined parts of the battleship.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

During this month, Yang Fan only spent seven days refining the battleship, and in the rest of the time he crazily refined the Xiong family army, and dispatched some of the Xiong family army to arrive at the stronghold gifted by those forces a month ago.

Of course, there are certain risks in doing so, but he believes that after being deterred by the shocking ship, if these powerful men hadn't been kicked by a donkey, they would never do such a stupid thing.

Although they don't know how to do this, just in case, Yang Fan specially refined a kind of ultra-distance sensing fairy weapon and installed it on his body when dispatching them.

In addition, during this period of time, with the refinement of the Zhentian ship, the remaining snow mica elemental ore mines were all handed over to the 25 Hedao Realm Xiong Family Army to devour.

Right now, without the harassment of others, the Xiong family army can gobble it up.

And just like that, another month passed.

The snow mica element stone mine was finally swallowed up, which also meant that it was time for Yang Fan to move his position again.

Of course, in the future, he doesn't need to capture other people's strongholds, but chooses one of the strongholds as a gift.

Just when he was about to move, something happened.

The Central District, the Temple of Peace, and the envoys from the Southern District are here.

This person is at the Wanmo Gate at the moment.

"Messenger Ouyang, what instructions do you have for your visit this time?" asked the Master of the Wanmo Sect, cupping his fists.

"One month later, the Hundred Demon Emperor's birthday in the Central District will be attended by the big and small forces in the four districts. As the manager of the Southern District, this emissary is here to tell you to wait and prepare the congratulatory gifts as soon as possible. Make a fool of yourself at Lord Hundred Demon Emperor's birthday banquet."

The envoy of the Temple of Peace is [-] meters tall and looks a little fat. He has a sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked face, and his voice is even colder.

His words were too obvious. He was telling the Southern District not to let him off the hook at the Hundred Demon Emperor's birthday ceremony. At the same time, there was also a warning in it.

"Envoy Ouyang, don't worry, my Wanmomen will never drag you back!" the master of Wanmomen clasped his fists firmly.

"Yeah!" Ouyang Chong nodded, then suddenly remembered something, and asked again, "By the way, Qixing sent a message a while ago, saying that you, the Wanmomen and the Water Island, Bailingu and other five forces are against the Temple of Seven Gods." Is there such a thing as a siege?"

Ouyang Chong is the name of the envoy of the Temple of Peace.

This old fox.

The master of Wanmo sect cursed secretly in his heart, as the envoy of the southern district, wouldn't he be aware of every move in the southern district?
"Return to the messenger, there is such a thing, but later..."

"Okay, let's not mention this matter for now, this messenger will ask you again, there is a force made up of puppets in the southern area, I believe you should know him well?" Ouyang Chong waved his hand to change the topic.

"Understood." Sect Master Wanmo nodded truthfully.

"Well, now that I understand it, then the messenger will not go around in circles. I heard that he used a battleship before mathematics, and damaged your army of nearly 20 billion with one shot?" Ouyang Chong asked.

In the scene at that time, although he was the envoy of the Southern District, the artillery shot by the Zhentian ship was so powerful that it interfered with his surveillance sky mirror, so he did not see the situation that day.

But in the heart of Wan Mo Sect Master, he has already scolded Ouyang Chong bloody.

You know it, but you still have to pretend you don't know it.

What a shame!
"Return to the messenger, yes."

After being confirmed, Ouyang Chong's eyes lit up immediately, his brain thought quickly, and he said, "Okay, this time the Hundred Demon Emperor's birthday banquet, I think this battleship will be used as a birthday present!"

After hearing this, the master of Wanmo Sect stared at Ouyang Chong with wide eyes. He felt that this guy was really crazy, and he was so greedy that he even wanted his life. 'How to write the word.

And what Ouyang Chong meant was very clear, he was asked to come forward to be the bad guy, to ask Yang Fan for the Zhentian Ship, as for how to ask for it, that was his problem, and he didn't care about it.

If you don't agree, or don't do things well, then you will be squeezed continuously.

In short, this is a steamed bun that sucks human blood, and its greedy desire will never be satisfied.

However, he still refused.

After all, he still hasn't recovered from the last shock, so how could he provoke the other party again.

But this little fat man, you are greedy for other people's things, so you should ask for it yourself and let others come forward. What kind of logic is this?

"Messenger, I'm really sorry about this matter, I'm sorry I can't do anything, if you go to talk about it in person, maybe in the end he will see you as a messenger, and maybe he will give you a face and agree?"

"What? How dare you reject this emissary? Good, good!" Ouyang Chong narrowed his eyes, stood up and shattered the void and left.

"Congratulations to the messenger!" The master of the Wanmo sect hurriedly cupped his hands.

fuck your dog... the...

Go to hell you! !
(End of this chapter)