I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

"Fellow Daoist Yang, there are a large number of unknown creatures attacking. Please stick to the outer cabin of the lower left cabin. All creatures outside will be killed."

Listening to the voice in the communication spell, Yang Zhao took the time to reply.

"clear."

At this time, six small cross-border spaceships have already sailed into space, specifically guarding the front of the large-scale cross-border spacecraft, trying their best to clear all obstacles on the road ahead and ensuring the safety of the cross-border spaceship's route.

Otherwise, if there is a creature rushing towards you quickly, it will be a huge disaster.

The battle in space was silent. Unknown creatures pounced on them without fear of death, and within a few seconds they were beaten to pieces by the weapons on the cross-border spacecraft.

Viewed from a distance, the entire boundary-crossing flying boat was covered with a layer of bloody mist, dragging a bloody tail with no end in sight.

In this battle, you can't hear the screams before death, and you can't feel the heat of blood.

Those creatures come silently and die silently.

They can't attack or escape. From the moment they appear here, they have only one fate: to die here.

The universe is vast and time is frozen.

The journey seemed endless, and the creatures seemed countless.

Until now, Yang Zhao had no real sense of killing. It was like a game. The creatures outside the world-crossing boat were like wild monsters in the game that could be attacked at will. They were a set of data that could be copied.

And Yang Zhao wants players through the computer screen.

One batch after another was killed, and another batch after batch was refreshed.

It's just that Yang Zhao can't pick up these biological explosion equipment, and they can only become space garbage.

The fighting outside was quiet, and it was also quiet inside the boundary-crossing flying boat.

There were no loud cheers for killing a powerful enemy, nor were there any excited shouts and curses.

There was only silence. They calmly controlled the weapons on the flying boat and followed Yang Zhao to kill unknown creatures one by one.

Controlling the weapons on the cross-border flying boat is a delicate job, especially since after Niu Zhen left, only Yang Zhao, the golden elixir monk, was left. Many of his tasks were silently undertaken by these ordinary soldiers.

They cannot get excited or shout. They must remain calm. In this war, they must not let any noise affect themselves or others.

They were trying to figure out Yang Zhao, a visitor who had come along the way.

Yang Zhao knew this very well. She was now the flag bearer in a battle. Wherever she ran, the soldiers rushed.

What she can do is arm her consciousness with incense, discover the enemies hidden in the darkness in advance, and then lead her team to fight.

Yang Zhao began to frequently mark empty spaces without entities in red.

At first, there were soldiers with hesitation in their eyes. Although they didn't say it, Yang Zhao could feel the hesitation. The battle was not as smooth as the red mark on the meteoroid.

Even if she is the only golden elixir monk in this cabin.

Yang Zhao turned a blind eye to this. Saying some things ten thousand times is not as convincing as happening once in reality.

For the first time, the empty landmark burst into red and blood mist.

The second time the empty landmark red burst into blood mist.

the third time……. the fourth time…….

……

The blood mist gave Yang Zhaodu infinite authority.

This happens once, every time.

In the end, these warriors trusted her deployment 100% and followed her tactics. Even if there was a creature attacking directly in front of them, Yang Zhao put Biao Hong aside in the open space. They would not hesitate to use their precious attack points. A place with nothing.

This process of marking red with divine identification is a great burden for Yang Zhao.

Although she was a monk at the golden elixir stage, she had been recovering from her injuries for several months due to problems with her meridians, and she had only just consolidated her cultivation a few days before delivering food.

She had no experience in using the golden elixir stage spiritual consciousness. She didn't know many tricks whether she had a master's guidance or not. She was a rookie among rookies.

Now, suddenly, she began to use the post-consciousness frequently, regardless of the cost, and bluntly.

The consequence was that her brain had begun to ache, and she was using pain to protest against her wanton behavior.

But Yang Zhao didn't dare to rest.

In the gap between the battle, Yang Zhao took a moment to take a look at Niu Zhen.

The two small cross-border flying boats over there have been surrounded by invisible creatures.

These creatures stood loosely between Dujie Feizhou and Niu Zhen.

They wanted to take advantage of their speed to break through the encirclement and come back for support.

But things are not that easy. They want to come back for support. The best way is to get rid of the entanglement of the unknown creatures and make a big circle to catch up with the crossing ship.

But after the cross-border flying boat encountered the attack, although it did not speed up, it had no intention of slowing down.

It was still moving in space towards its original destination, traveling at a constant speed, getting further and further away from Niuzhen and the others.

This was a premeditated attack.

This was an attack with no known purpose.

For the Dazhou Cultivation World, it is now in a peaceful stage. This is just a cross-border flying boat transporting food, and it goes to the doorstep of the house. There are clearers along the way to clear the way for it.

Just eight of the escort flying boats were carried with him, which was definitely a lot.

As a result, it encountered a large-scale attack on its doorstep.

I don't know how long this fight lasted.

Quan Feizhou's alarm sounded twice and was quickly resolved.

Some cabins were suddenly breached, and the soldiers floated into space, and soon turned into cosmic garbage.

Some cabins were evacuated in advance. After the cabin was breached, they maneuvered the crossing craft to quickly cut through that cabin to prevent large-scale air leakage.

(End of this chapter)