The moon is falling, and the nighthawk is dark. After a fierce battle all night, when the moon set in the west, the huge nighthawk turned into a dark light and disappeared with the bright moon in the sky.

Fierce battlefield, gunsmoke calm.

On the sea, the aftermath of the naval battle rippled, and in the morning light, a soft light was reflected.

On the deck of the ship, the monks sat cross-legged and meditated to recover.

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

The war has subsided for a while, and it is recovering.

One night battle.

The statistics came out quickly.

At the end of the night, the Trinity fleet had only killed less than a thousand Nighthawks.

And among the three god fleets, there were more than twenty fallen monks.

However, the monks within the range of the Fengyun Tyrant Sea Shenzhou have very few falls, and one monk fell because of this monk's joy in hunting, jumped out of the Shenzhou protective circle, rushed into the sea, and was besieged to death by the Nighthawk before he could return.

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

The monk of the Three Gods stood solemnly and bowed his head to say goodbye.

Mixed in the South Seas, life and death are only in a thought.

More than twenty fallen monks, now on the deck, there are no more than ten remains.

The general inevitably died before the battle.

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

The monks are close to each other.

Lan Guochun sat on the back of the bald eagle, and the proud head of the bald eagle also drooped, as if mourning the monk.

Zhong Lijuan sang crisply: "Children's love, and throw it away, Hanhaizhi, only make a decision now." Carrying a trident, wearing a white jade jue, hungry for the head of a sea beast, thirsty for the blood of a sea beast......"

On the Three Gods, the monks sang the song of the sea god in a low voice: "The fallen leaves are Xiao Xiao, the blood of the strong man is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, and the sad song is ......."

In the midst of sad songs. One-eyed Kozo shouted: "Brothers, let's go, see you off." ”

The monks of the Trinity, including the Monk of the Wind and Cloud, bowed their heads in unison.

With a wave of one-eyed hand, the monks who had fallen on the deck flew into the sea in unison, and fell into the sea with a thud.

It is different from the Fengyun that walks alone in the South Seas.

The Migami fleet consisted of many seagoing vessels. In the South Seas, in order to boost morale and increase the sense of honor of the fleet, Zhong Lijuan composed the "Poseidon Song".

Every time there is a big battle, the monks of the Three Gods rise up and fight generously, adding a bit of pride.

The same is to be buried in the sea.

The meaning of being buried in the sea in the song is completely different from falling into the sea silently.

The Migami has sailed the South Seas for more than 10 years. A unique style has been formed.

Whenever a monk falls in a naval battle, the three gods will hold a sea burial for him, singing, remembering the monk, recalling the bits and pieces of the Zong Sect, strengthening the heart of the Dao, forming a joint force, and has some unique effects.

Looking at the solemn demeanor of the monk of the Three Gods, the fallen monk was buried in the sea. Sun Hao, who was standing solemnly on the mast, couldn't help but think of the battlefield where Qingyunmen faced off against the Five Elements Demon Sect in the past.

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

In the singing, how many hot-blooded men like Peng Lin, the sword of the rising sun, died generously.

However, Sun Hao was stunned to think, today, or some years later, how many monks will remember the blood of the past?

If it weren't for this, this scene evoked Sun Hao's memories. Peng Lin has almost hidden to the bottom of Sun Hao's memory.

With a sigh in his heart, Sun Hao also sang in a low voice with the monk of the Three Gods: "The leaves are Xiao Xiao, the blood of the strong man is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, and the sad song is ......."

The first night of the Nighthawk Island Group.

There are more than 20 fallen monks of the Trinity.

The day was calm for a while.

But every monk knows in his heart that next. Every night, there will be a bloody battle.

Nighthawks don't know where to hide at this time to recuperate, they will definitely turn into giant eagles again with the appearance of the bright moon to resist the invasion of the three gods.

Brother Jin Dan briefly exchanged a few words, and the trigod fleet rested on the spot.

The monks summarized the gains and losses of the first night of the naval battle and prepared for the bloody battle that was coming tonight.

In the middle of the sea and sky, three bald eagles fly high and penetrate the clouds.

Lan Guochun sent them out to reconnoitre, firstly, to see if there were any other formidable enemies in the Nighthawk Island group, and secondly, in the hope of finding a place for Nighthawk.

If the Nighthawk colony can be spotted during the day and the attack can be launched during the day, the battle will definitely be in favor of the Trinity.

The night sky, the nighthawk under the bright moon, borrowed the power of nature, and the combat power was doubled.

Avoiding the real and making up for the virtual is the ideal battle.

It's just that Nighthawks hide well during the day, and it's not easy to spot them.

It is not known if the bald eagle will be found.

Sun Hao also returned to his cultivation room.

When the Nighthawk left, it was like a shadow streamer, and the speed was extremely fast, as if it had quietly fallen into the sea, and Sun Hao could not accurately find the direction where the Nighthawk disappeared.

But it can't help Lan Guochun.

Now, Sun Hao's first priority is to seize the time to feed the Sumeru Condensation Tower in his body.

Otherwise, Sun Hao's strength will never be able to be brought into play.

The current battle situation has little impact, but once there is a real crisis, after the real war, even with the help of the two monks Jin and Li, it will be difficult for Sun Hao to maintain the state of the Fengyun Hegemony Shenzhou.

The day passed in a flashing in the process of their respective cultivation.

Soon, night came.

A bright moon rises into the sky.

The Shadow Streamer reappears.

The nighthawk once again formed a "moon and eagle diagram on the sea".

The bloody war resumed.

The First World War was again an all-nighter.

It was night, accustomed to the Nighthawk way of fighting, and the monks lost a lot less, only seven or eight monks fell.

But again, the losses of the Nighthawks were much less, and statistics showed that after a night of fighting, only more than 200 Nighthawks were actually shot down.

In the morning, after another simple burial at sea, the fleet returned to calm, and the monks seized their time to recover.

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

It's night, the Nighthawk's attack strength is slightly insufficient, no monk falls, and Nighthawk's consumption is very small.

It's just that when the bright moon sinks in the west, I look at a bright moon in the sky. The look 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 brighter and fuller moon in the sky, bad thoughts surged in his heart.

couldn't help it, Sun Hao looked at Lan Guochun.

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

Seeing Sun Hao's eyes, Lan Guochun was stunned, and thought in his heart: "Although the strength of the Agarwood real person is weak. But his eyesight is also good, and he also found the key to it, hey, his strength is really not enough, otherwise, the fleet would not be so difficult, I hope that in a few days, his sea overlord Shenzhou can still withstand the impact of the nighthawk. ”

Nighthawks fight on the moon.

So will the Nighthawk's combat power be related to the cloudy and sunny days of the bright moon?

In recent nights, the moon has been high but not abundant.

A few days. On the day of the full moon, will the Nighthawk increase its combat power?

The possibilities are high.

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

On the second day, Sun Hao found that Lan Guochun's demeanor was much more serious, and he was also much more cautious when he explained the search task to the three bald eagles.

If the Nighthawk can't be found before the night of the full moon, it will be a bloody battle for the triage fleet.

The next two nights. The Nighthawk will still appear with the moon, but. Its attack intensity is still not great, and it is more tentative to attack.

Sun Hao can be sure that Nighthawk's temptation is actually to wait, waiting for the right fighter, waiting for the full moon to defeat the Terran invaders in one fell swoop.

Seeing Lan Guochun's increasingly grim expression. Zhong Lijuan understood.

Later, when the moon was sinking, One-Eyed Kozo suddenly realized that he shouted loudly: "Damn, could this group of beasts be waiting for the night of the full moon......"

The bright moon on the continent, the middle of the moon and the full moon.

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

on the Trinity. Preparations for war suddenly began.

The Storm Monk is also preparing for battle with ease.

The monks of the Trinity thought that the Storm Monks were a group of turtles who had never seen a sea battle, and that the Storm Monks were blindly optimistic.

However, the Storm Monk didn't think that Nighthawk would be able to break through the Storm Horn, which had a real person in charge of Agarwood. Agarwood real people have always been low-key, low-key, but the real strength will definitely surprise all the monks.

The Fengyun monk who had witnessed Sun Hao's achievements against the sky was full of confidence in Sun Hao.

Sun Hao frowned.

Know your own business.

In his current state, Sun Hao was really not sure that he would be able to block the Nighthawk attack in the full moon state.

If you can't stop it, won't you live up to the trust of the Fengyun monk?

If you can't hold 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 was secretly anxious in his heart.

Knowing that this would be the case, Sun Hao shouldn't have hurriedly refined the Sumeru Condensing Sky Tower.

The monk must not be careless at any time.

Again, the giant eagle left behind several giant corpses and disappeared with the moon.

Lan Guochun looked at the infinitely abundant bright moon and thought thoughtfully.

One-eyed Kozo suddenly looked at Sun Hao, who was not far away, and said loudly: "Agarwood real person, tomorrow the moon is full, Kosan has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not?"

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "Haosan is a real person, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

One-eyed Haosan looked up to the sky and laughed: "I see that the strength of the Fengyun is weak, I am afraid that it will be difficult to block the blow of the flying eagle tomorrow, otherwise, the three gods will support you with two golden pills?"

This is a real person who can't believe in Agarwood, and can't believe in Fengyun.

Many Fengyun monks, and even Jin and Li, the two real people, had a slightly ugly face, and Yu Buyi even had an indignant look on his face.

Sun Hao smiled slightly, and said kindly: "That's okay, Agarwood is trying to ask Lan Zhenren for help." ”

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

Sun Hao groaned for a while, and said: "So agarwood is not welcome, Agarwood went out in a hurry this time, and the reserves on his body are insufficient, I wonder if Lan Zhenren can support a little elixir to replenish the true yuan?"

Lan Guochun's face was slightly stunned. (To be continued......)