This should be the main control room of the battleship, but it is unsightly and messy, no different from a garbage dump. The piles of meat, bones and wine jar debris are as high as a mountain. This demon clan leader is really sloppy.

In a flash, Master Shi Leilei's huge body occupied the screen again, and he angrily cut off the contact. Duan De did not close Kunwu who was peering into the heart of the main formation.

He wanted to know what Shi Leilei was discussing with him. Kunwu's tone was indifferent, but Duan De could tell that he would not abandon the fourth fleet of the short winter melon.

"Warlord, Donggua deviated from the route privately to defeat the soldiers. I'm afraid that he fell into the devil's trick. If he failed, it would be detrimental to the whole."

One of the formation guards seemed to know Kunwu Lao Dao very well, and then he said something and sent him up the steps.

Kunwu's eyes were staring into the distance, not on the crystal ball. Duan De couldn't see the thinking in his eyes.

After a long time, Kunwu spoke quietly.

"The fourth fleet of the demon race is still one star field away from us. Now it takes three days to arrive. Shi Leilei is not an idiot. There is no use in planning. However, just in case, the order is sent to speed up and it must arrive within one day.

This area.”

Upon hearing this, Duan De hurriedly stepped out of the formation control, released the control, and handed it over to Qing Ju to face.

Before the screen went out, the old man from the formation guard had raised his hand, and it seemed that his posture was to activate the communication within the formation. Sure enough, Qingju took two steps forward, and the image of the old man appeared on the screen.

"Zixiao, Qingju, move forward at full speed, make no mistakes!"

Then the screen changed again to Xingyu at the front of the formation. Qing Ju was a little puzzled. Duan De obviously had more control over the formation than Kunwu Governor, so why did he hide it?

It's just that the Linglong woman didn't inquire in detail, so Zi Xiaoquan didn't know. He knew Duan De's temperament very well, so it was understandable to do this. He knew that it was his turn to take action, and he would not hide it.

Qingju took a few steps forward and put her slender hands on the crystal ball to connect with the mountain formation, but at this moment, a backlash bounced her hand away.

"Senior sister, you can do whatever you want. We don't need to control this mountain. We will fly wherever they fly."

Qingju was overjoyed when she heard the words, turned around with a smile, met Duan De's teasing eyes and immediately understood what he meant, her pretty face was filled with red clouds, and the Zixiao soul on the side was flying to the sky.

With a whoosh, the two of them disappeared, leaving only Senior Sister Qingju's sweet call in the air, Duan De chuckled strangely, and held a palm-long thin-necked vial in his hand.

This was given to him by Zixiao, saying it was the fairy water from the Feixian Pond. Duan De finally didn't have to be bored. One day was short, but sometimes it could be very long.

"Huh~~ It's useless! It's no different from drinking milk! It's better to go back to Liudu and drink my wife's bath water!"

It has the aura of fairy spirit, but it is extremely weak. As for Wei Shui and Xiaoyu's bath water, it is really not comparable to this shoddy product. It is estimated that even the real Feixianchi Shengxian Water cannot be compared.

It's just that that thing has a unique function. It's like an ID card in the fairy world. After passing the Feixian Pond, you are a person in the fairy world.

"Zixiao! Huh? Where is Zixiao? Who are you? Why are you so strange?"

Without noticing, the crystal ball next to him showed the rigid face of Kunwu Lao Dao.

"I am the youngest in Zixiao's generation. What are your orders from Governor Kunwu? Senior brother and senior sister are temporarily busy."

Kun Wu was a little confused, the youngest of the Qing generation? Isn't he a disciple of that guy Qingyun? Why did he come here? Shouldn't he?

"Duan De?"

"Uh? Senior Kunwu knows about me?"

"Oh, there is no one in the Tiande Sect who looks worse than you, I've heard of that."

What do you mean? Mr. Duan, I have thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong back. Even though I am stronger than you, I don’t need to be so jealous, right? Isn’t it bad to have some ancestral virtues?

When Duan De heard this, he almost lost his breath and said, "This old guy, no, he is so dishonest! Wait for me, in this battle, Mr. Duan is the king!"

"No wonder the two juniors are lazy. I heard that your formation is top-notch. It's very good. It's very good. But you have figured out the whole story of this formation? Can you use it?"

"Haha, ancestor, feel at ease, I understand a little, I understand a little."

Duan Depi replied with a smile.

"The battlefield is not a child's play. What does it mean to know a little bit? Be honest in the formation! Now, immediately, immediately! Start the search to find traces of the Monster Race's fourth fleet!"

"Uh? Yes!"

Kunwu, who suddenly changed his face, shouted loudly, Duan De responded with a shrinking neck, and then the scene disappeared, Duan De shrugged, saying it didn't matter.

"The short winter melon has lost contact? It seems that he is not as smart as Patriarch Kun said. He has a brain smaller than his face. How can he be so smart? He couldn't be a fleet warden who became a nepotist, right?"

Thoughts returned to thoughts, Duan De still tried his best to search for clues through formations. He had observed such a large fleet at close range, not to mention the aura. The team with the strongest smell in the cultivator world was separated from them.

You can definitely tell the difference in the star field!

"Hey, hey, you guys are done. Get ready to fight. Now, immediately, immediately, search for traces of the demon clan's fourth fleet with all your strength."

Duan De knew that this kind of job, which was like finding a needle in a haystack, could not be done by himself alone. He could only wake up those senior brothers and sisters who were busy having fun. After all, if they were still doing this before the war, they deserved to die.

A clear shout resounded through the entire formation through the crystal ball, and countless people were beaten to a pulp. Duan De maliciously reminded everyone not to wear the wrong clothes.

"Junior brother! A gentleman must watch! A gentleman must listen!"

"Oh! Damn you! I let my junior brother see everything! It's all your fault!"

"Me~? Junior brother! Remember this for me~"

"...."

Duan De's arrogant laughter came from each hall. The brothers and sisters were accustomed to some ulterior motives before, but they didn't want to think that the main formation had changed now!

Of course, this is only a minority. After all, there are many monks and few people, and the total number of seniors and sisters is less than sixty. The concept here has not reached the point of absurdity.

In one of the palaces, Le Diandian stared at the crystal ball in front of her with her cheeks clenched. From the moment she came back until Duan De woke her up, she didn't change her posture, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Ah, junior brother, how could you do this!"

The first words he said in shock were incomprehensible. Duan Dehao switched to her. He was a single senior sister whom he had watched for a long time before. After all, they were all beauties, and Chunlan Qiuju all had their own wins.

"Senior Sister Diandian, how am I doing?"

Le Diandian stared at the puzzled Duan Dexian in front of her, and it seemed that it took a while to wake up.

"Ah~~~~"

Cover your face and run away?

Duan De looked confused, what's wrong? Aren't you always in a daze? You didn't do anything? I didn't see anything, why are you hiding?

"Hey, senior sister! Let's do something, Master Kunwu ordered me. Short winter melon got into trouble, and I can't find anyone now~!"

However, Le Diandian seemed to have really left the palace control core room where she was.

Duan De looked confused and puzzled. The senior sister didn't look like Le Ling at all. Oh, it should be that Le Ling didn't look like her, she was totally neurotic.

Xingyu, up, down, left, right, southeast, northwest, three-dimensional!

The starry environment that monks don't care about can annihilate too many things at certain times, and traces are one of them. I don't know if the short winter melon is too confident or angry with Kunwu. This point must be where he made contact before.

Now I can't find even the slightest trace!

"What did you find?"

Duan De answered in a somewhat tired mechanized voice that he had found nothing. This was the third day of the search! Master Kunwu seemed to be really anxious. Not only did he search in separate formations, he also contacted several nearby sect fleets.

He inquires about the eighty mountains under his jurisdiction almost every quarter of an hour!

Dispersing the formation does not mean searching separately. After all, a fleet is in its strongest state when it is gathered together. This will never change, it is just that they are separated to the limit of the formation's connectivity.

"Without leaving any traces, is there something wrong with this short winter melon? Not even a single beacon is left behind!"

Kunwu's venting was not without reason. Military affairs are really not a child's play.

"I said, ancestor, maybe he kept it, and it's normal for someone to wipe it away. Since it's a trick, how can we not erase the traces? Not only can't we find it by searching blindly, but I'm afraid it will also delay the trip, so that everyone can

Break it."

Duan De weakly analyzed casually that this was not his business, but if he thought of it, Kunwu should be live broadcasting on the full screen and going crazy at the moment, while the other mountain peaks were silent.

Duan De was the only one to speak out here, which was particularly eye-catching.

At the center of the main mountain, Kunwu was shocked when he heard this! He didn't care about Duan De, who was either alive or dead, and quickly contacted the fleets that could be contacted, and passed it on to let them confirm the furthest contact with each other.

fleet.

The entire cultivator world army sends troops, which may seem far apart, but in fact they are all within the contact area. This is the most basic way to ensure safety, with mutual assistance in offense and defense, and synchronized advance and retreat.

"Bald man lost contact!"

"Two? Is this a split-hit attack? Don't the demon thieves always disdain this? Why do you do what we often do today?"

"The sudden change of gender has been planned for a long time. This trip is unpredictable."

"Nerds don't want to disturb the morale of the army before the battle!"

"My sect, Qiqiao, has been staying near the place where Bald Man lost contact for a long time, unable to move any further. We are currently unable to analyze the reason. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Did Baldy contact you before he lost contact?"

"No, it was under our sect's nose before, and it disappeared in just a short moment. It's very strange!"

"Is it possible that the devil kid found a space cage?"

"impossible!"

"impossible!"

"...."

Duan De stared coldly at the discussion among the fleet governors. There was no meaningful construction for a long time. This time he saw every fleet governor.

It is really unimaginable that at this time, a group of people could become red-faced over some insignificant topics, and even get involved in the grudge between four people.

Perhaps, when they remembered the lost connection between the demon clan and the Buddhist fleet, the monks from those two fleets had already made different dishes and served them on the demon clan's elegant table!

There are also those who don't speak out much, such as a white-haired witch from the Xuan Bing Sect, or the black-robed old man from the Netherworld Sect, but they seem to be like Duan De, watching the show with indifference, not participating or defending.

Xuanbing Sect's Starfish Fleet is still within Duan De's sight, followed by those of Lieyang Sect riding the Little Sun, which is the closest to them.

The rest are invisible, and most of them cannot even be directly contacted.

"Leave or look for it? The governor's order told me to wait for seven days to rush to the predetermined star area. If I waste time at this time, who will bear the responsibility? If the main fleet in front is defeated because of this, who will bear the blame?"

Duan De could not wait to teleport to the starfish and slap the silent white-haired witch. It’s okay not to mention the responsibility and guilt of Te Niang, but the export is the key point! He really sees through the superficial appearance and gets to the essence!
Chapter completed!