The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2972 ​​The blood moon dies!
Chapter 2972 ​​The blood moon dies!
Bah!
Among the battleships, Tairi Patriarch looked gloomy, and punched heavily on the metal tabletop in front of him, shaking it to pieces immediately.

Originally, he planned to play with Han Lin, the big trouble in his heart, slowly in this battle, and then deal with the others.

However, all the original plans were disrupted by Lu Ting, how could he not be angry?
Under him, the puppy transformed by the cold winter trembled because of his anger, and waited for a moment before showing a flattering expression.

"Master, don't get angry about this matter. Since Lu Ting wants to protect that little bastard, then Lu Ting and his gang will be killed."

The anger in Tairi patriarch's heart gradually subsided, he glanced at the puppy Han Dong, and immediately nodded fiercely.

But he raised his hand a little, and a map suddenly appeared. Looking at the terrain on the map, the ancestor Tairi found the westbound route.

The finger stopped on the territory of the Blood Moon Empire, and a cold smile gradually appeared on the face of the Tairi Patriarch.

In the Blood Moon Empire, the mountains, rivers and rivers were full of signs of blood flow, and the entire empire was shrouded in a bloody smell.

Such a dead and silent place is only a small area under the jurisdiction of the Moon Palace.

On this day, warships came across the sky, and on top of the battleships were Sun Clan warriors who were extremely aggressive.

Among them, on a battleship, several young people gathered together, laughing and talking about the recent battle situation.

Ling Hantian stood in front of the battleship with his hands behind his back, and Lu Tianpeng stood side by side with him, looking at the miserable land below with a flat gaze.

"Brother Han Lin, in the past five days, we have swept away the three sub-houses of the Moon Palace, and most of the disciples of the Prajna Palace have been wiped out."

"Yuegong can fight back so quickly, thanks to the help of Qianji Pavilion and your Sun Clan, but I always feel uneasy."

The two were talking on the bow, Ling Hantian suddenly frowned slightly, and looked up into the distance.

At this moment, Lu Ting also came out and came to the two of them.

He looked very heavy, and said in a low voice, "Tianpeng, my eyelids have been twitching a lot these days, as if something ominous is about to happen."

"Grandpa Ting, do you also feel this way?"

Lu Tianpeng's eyelids twitched, not only Ling Hantian, but he also felt this way.

And often every time there is a crisis, there will be such a sign.

Lu Ting nodded, pondered for a moment, and made a decision in his heart, "Tianpeng, you, Qianqian and Hanlin led the three thousand disciples and turned to the southeast."

"Uncle Ting, will it be wrong if we disperse our strength!"

Lu Tianpeng frowned. Dispersing his strength is a taboo for military strategists, and he doesn't know the situation ahead.

If the power of the magic moon is too strong, it is really unimaginable.

"There's nothing wrong with it. We can contact you with the Spiritual Sense Stone at any time. You can do it quickly."

Lu Ting exhorted with a serious expression, then returned to the battleship, and issued new orders to the Sun Clan fighters on each battleship.

As a result, the three of Ling Hantian changed directions and marched towards the southeast.

During the three days, Lu Tianpeng came to Ling Hantian in a hurry, his face was very ugly, even with a hint of sadness.

"How's it going?"

Ling Hantian secretly thought something was wrong, Lu Tianpeng showed such an expression, could it be that Lu Ting was killed?

Lu Tianpeng showed bitterness on his face, took a deep breath, and then said slowly, "Uncle Lu Ting arrived in the Blood Moon Empire and suddenly lost contact with me."

"Senior Lu Ting is very powerful. I think he has met an opponent and has no time to return to you."

Ling Hantian comforted and said that he had a good impression of Lu Ting.

Although the old man had a high level of cultivation, he never showed his face to others.

These days, when they are free, the old man will give them a few and explain the martial arts experience they have comprehended.

"Uncle Lu Ting's life bead is almost shattered. He must have encountered a strong man in the realm of creation and suffered an accident."

Lu Tian smiled wryly and shook his head. Lu Ting left him a life bead when he left, and now the life bead has been broken, which shows that Lu Ting has died.

After hearing this, Ling Hantian was also silent. Lu Ting's death was beyond his expectation.

That was a strong man at the pinnacle of the ancestral realm, but in a short while, he had already lost his life. If they hadn't changed paths three days ago...,

"Brother Tianpeng, it's really hateful!"

At this moment, Lu Qianqian walked out of the cabin, with tears in her eyes, and a blood-colored mirror in her hand.

Both Lu Tianpeng and Ling Hantian looked at the bloody mirror, their expressions gradually darkening, and in the bloody mirror, bloody scenes flashed continuously.

It was in the Blood Moon Empire, and Lan Ying led Lu Ting and others into the enemy's ambush circle with a flattering face, and then a strong man in the realm of creation appeared.

The strong man in the realm of creation was covered in black robes, and he couldn't see his face clearly. In his hands, Lu Ting was beaten to pieces almost instantly.

The other warriors of the Sun Clan were restrained one by one, and then bloodletted one by one by the disciples of Prajna Palace.

Just from their painful expressions, you can read how much torture those people are suffering.

Lu Tianpeng's eyes were bloodshot, and a deep roar came from his throat. The flames roared from his body, and a golden crow was vaguely formed.

"To kill the Blood Moon Empire, we must destroy these sons of bitches!"

With a low shout, Lu Tianpeng's order was passed on.

Lu Qianqian also had a look of hatred on her face. A soldier of the Sun Clan was treated like this.

Ling Hantian didn't say much, and the anger in his heart was hard to suppress.

The Blue Eagle of the Blood Moon Empire actually brought Lu Ting and others into the encirclement.

Last time because of the winter, Ling Hantian didn't remove it, and Ling Hantian felt that it was the biggest mistake in his life.

The warship turned around and headed towards the Blood Moon Empire quickly!
At this moment, the Jiyue Empire is far in the east.

Among the battleships in the Moon Palace, Patriarch Tairi looked at the mirror in front of him and heard the questioning from the man in black, his expression was extremely gloomy.

The Blood Moon Empire and his party did not have Han Lin and others to go with them. As a result, his painstaking planning failed to achieve his goal.

"Patriarch Tai and Japan, I will go to clean up the other two teams first, and you should pay close attention to the movements of the Moon Palace and the other two forces!"

The voice of the man in black came out from the mirror, and then ripples were emitted, and the mirror transformed by the divine power dissipated.

"Damn Han Lin, let you escape, but I want to kill you, you can't escape!"

Tairi Patriarch murmured in a low voice, with a cold light in his eyes.

If one plan fails, he will try another plan until he gets rid of the serious problem in his heart.

The huge battleship quickly crossed the sky, each and every one of the Sun Clan warriors stared coldly ahead, a surge of hatred spread across the entire battleship.

Looking into the battleship, in a secret room, Ling Hantian sat cross-legged, turned his palms, and a ball of flame appeared in his palms.

In that flame, one can see a drop of blood that is as delicate as a jewel.

It was Taizu Golden Crow Blood!

When Ling Hantian took it out, he was naturally preparing to refine it, and use the powerful blood power in his blood to improve his own strength.

(End of this chapter)