Halfway through the flight, a desolate horn sound suddenly sounded from ahead.
"No, this is a tide of ink."
Hearing this voice, Liao Haitian's body trembled and his face turned pale.
"Mo Chao?"
Lin Mu asked doubtfully.
"Senior, Mo Chao encounters a large number of Mo clan attacks. Every time at this time, there will be a large number of casualties in Sin City. This is the most tragic time of the war."
Liao Haitian said in shock.
Boom!
Just as Liao Haitian was speaking, a deafening sound of vibrations in the void came from behind.
Lin Mu was slightly startled. He looked back and immediately saw a huge warship rising from the valley behind and flying towards his direction.
"That's the broken bugle."
Liao Haitian said: "Senior, let's go to Qingdu Terrace. All the warships will eventually arrive at Qingdu Terrace, and we will board the ships there."
"All warships?"
Lin Mu felt surprised: "Could it be that there are many warships in Purgatory, and warships are used in daily battles?"
"That's not true. We usually fight separately. We only use warships when we encounter Mo Tide."
Liao Haitian said: "When encountering the ink tide, unless you are a master like your senior, ordinary secret cultivators will be overwhelmed by the ink tide in an instant if they are not protected by a warship."
Soon, Lin Mu followed Liao Haitian to the Qingdu Terrace.
This green calf platform is extremely huge, like a lying calf, and the calf's body is a huge plain.
At this time, there were five warships parked on the plain.
Each warship is thousands of miles long, like five mountains stretching across it.
The broken bugle that Lin Mu had seen before was also on this plain.
"hiss."
Liao Haitian took a breath of air: "Five warships were actually dispatched. It seems that this wave of ink is coming very fiercely."
After saying that, he thought that Lin Mu was a newcomer, so he explained: "A general Mo Tide only needs one warship, a medium Mo Tide only needs two or three ships, and a large Mo Tide will use four or five ships."
"Senior, look, that is the Pojunhao we have seen. The other warships are Greedy Wolf, Jumen, Jingzhe and Zichen. Let's go to Pojunhao. I am on board the Pojunhao.
acquaintance."
"good."
With the guidance of a purgatory guard like Liao Haitian, Lin Mu saved a lot of things.
The others lined up at the back. Lin Mu followed Liao Haitian and entered directly from the side door passage of the warship.
"Senior, what I'm going to take you to see later is a guard captain on this broken bugle. His name is Zhou Tao. He and I are from the same hometown, and we came to Purgatory together to serve as guards."
On the way, Liao Haitian gave Lin Mu a message in advance.
"Brother Zhou."
After boarding the warship, Liao Haitian led Lin Mu to a man also dressed as a guard.
However, this man's guard uniform is obviously more exquisite than Liao Haitian's.
"It's Haitian."
Seeing Liao Haitian, Zhou Tao smiled slightly, with obvious arrogance on his face: "Have you brought anything?"
"I brought it, Brother Zhou, please put it away."
Liao Haitian nodded and bowed, took out a small bag of tips from his arms and handed it to Zhou Tao.
"That's all?"
After opening this small bag of tips, Zhou Tao immediately frowned.
"Brother Zhou, my harvest this month is really mediocre. Brother Zhou, please forgive me."
Liao Haitian smiled apologetically.
"What do you mean?"
Zhou Tao said displeased: "This is not the first time, right? For the sake of you being a fellow countryman, I have taken care of you many times and asked you to hand over less things. But this is how you repay me, going beyond your reach again and again?"
"
"Brother Zhou."
Liao Haitian said quickly: "It's not that you don't know that my brother has been poisoned and needs a lot of medicinal materials to sustain his life. I ask Brother Zhou to be accommodating."
"Liao Haitian, you have to understand, that is your brother, not mine. Why should I bear the loss when your brother is terminally ill?"
Zhou Tao's expression was cold: "Listen, this is the last time. Let me tell you, if you were not my fellow countryman, with your behavior, I would have made your life worse than death."
"Yes, Brother Zhou, I will definitely not do it again next time."
Liao Haitian said in a flattering tone.
Lin Mu stood aside and saw all this.
Liao Haitian's appearance is a typical living situation of a small person.
But there was no contempt in Lin Mu's eyes, and his gaze became darker.
Because Liao Haitian was forced to survive, and most mortals in the world are actually similar to Liao Haitian.
This made Lin Muyue feel that his road was long and arduous, and it was not easy to make everyone in the mortal world be like dragons.
Even he himself is a small person compared to those big people.
"Who is this?"
After putting away Liao Haitian's filial gifts, Zhou Tao looked at Lin Mu.
"Brother Zhou, this is a senior I just met. He is new to Purgatory and doesn't understand many things, so I brought him to Break the Bugle."
Liao Haitiantao.
"senior?"
There was a hint of ridicule on Zhou Tao's lips: "These days, anyone dares to call himself a senior. I say Liao Haitian, you are really getting better and better as you live, and you respect a new person as a senior. I think you can only be a senior in this life."
A low-level guard."
"How can I compare with you, Brother Zhou?"
Liao Haitian was not angry after hearing this, but instead took the opportunity to praise Zhou Tao.
At this time, the entire broken military horn shook slightly.
Zhou Tao's expression suddenly became solemn: "Okay, the bugle is about to be activated. Hai Tian, take your so-called senior to follow me closely and don't run around."
Liao Haitian looked at Lin Mu hurriedly, fearing that Lin Mu would be angry.
Lin Mu's eyes were indifferent, how could he care about a small character like Zhou Tao.
Seeing that Lin Mu was not angry, Liao Haitian breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Senior, please follow me and Brother Zhou to get familiar with the battlefield."
"kindness."
Lin Mu nodded.
Then, Lin Mu followed Liao Haitian and Zhou Tao to the front deck of the warship.
Woo!
The warship Pojun took off again and flew forward.
After flying out of this mountain range, the warship entered the endless chaotic void.
After flying like this for more than two thousand light years, the pressure of the void ahead suddenly changed and became extremely oppressive and heavy.
Lin Mu looked forward and his pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw that the space in front of me was full of dark cracks, like a cracked wall.
It's just that this wall is constructed from space and is extremely large, covering an area of at least thirty light years.
Then, the Bugle slowly landed.
Lin Mu's eyes swept downwards, and below was a dead, dark wasteland.
The soil in the wasteland is dark red. I don't know if it is this color originally or if it is dyed by blood.
There was a bloody smell in the air all around.
At this time, there were many secret cultivators in the wilderness, all with solemn expressions, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Under their feet, there were many corpses and bones of monsters.
These monsters are very similar to humans, except that they are larger in size and have an ink-colored rune on their skin.