Unlimited Adventures

One day later, on the north side of Beige Peak, two thousand three hundred miles away from the main peak.

It’s almost at the foot of the mountain. In front of it is a rugged rock, and behind it is a relatively flat slope. Within ten miles of it, there are two small fortresses of the same kind standing at horns of each other. Eight is the first one.

"Xiangfu, this place is too dangerous. You see, in comparison, the mountain behind this place is the smoothest, and it is right in front of the third line of defense. It is a battleground for standard soldiers. After the war, it will be a barbarian attack. The point!"

Huquan stood on the stone wall at the forefront of the fort, lowered his head and looked down, with a worried expression on his face.

Xiang Yang had already circled the fortress for several times. He was in a stone pit several meters outside the wall. He looked around for a while, then squatted down, knocked on the ground with his hands, and made a bang. The muffled sound.

He was really too strong, and it seemed that he didn't use it, but Huquan on the stone wall felt his feet tremble slightly.

After knocking a few times, he stopped and listened carefully. Xiang Yang showed joy, patted the stone powder on his hands, slid back to the wall, and winked at him.

"True Huquan, are you saying that Lord Lei Zhen can't protect me?"

"Ah... I dare not dare!" Huquan heard a cold snort from behind him, his cold sweat was about to come down, and he shook his head quickly.

Xiang Yang laughed, and pointed at the place where he had just tapped: "There should be an Earth-type spiritual vein below this. I will arrange it later. You can tell the barbarians to come and go. You can rest assured. Besides, I have issued a military order, and I won’t blame you when Real Monarch Xuanhu is here."

Hu Quan sighed, stopped talking, made up his mind, and when he returned, he let Dexin and his wife and Meng Mi come to the third place, so that he could take care of them.

......

According to the reported battle news, the assembly of the barbarians has basically been completed, and the first wave of attacks is about to begin.

Every time the savage chaos starts from Sanqingyuan and ends with Sanqingyuan, it is just like the same drama, where the protagonist's stage is there, and the other places are just some supporting actors.

In the vagueness, Xiang Yang had a weird feeling. This chaos seemed to be a huge sacrifice. The purpose was not the rich land behind the Qitian Mountains, but some kind of ritual.

Otherwise, the various weird actions of the barbarians would be difficult to explain.

The Qitian Mountain Range stretches for millions of miles, and the front is the vast wild land. It is extremely convenient to mobilize. The North Shenzhou monks can't defend everything, but they just stare at Sanqingyuan offensive, quite a bit of not breaking Loulan. mean.

It has been a **** battle for thousands of years now, and the barbarians don't know how many lives have been killed by the people. This is really too weird.

Although in the legend, the savages are stubborn guys, but as a wise race, how can there be no wise people in such a huge wild land?

But what are they offering sacrifices? What kind of ritual takes ten thousand years to send hundreds of millions of lives as tribute? If it is true, how terrible is the purpose of the barbarians?

Whenever he thinks of this, Xiang Yang has always had a creepy and indeterminate feeling. It seems that a huge crisis is approaching step by step in the dark.

He stood on a newly erected platform and looked into the distance. In the past few days, the barbarians have begun to move forward slowly. In his sight, the far side of the sky has been smeared with a hint of color. With his eyesight, They have been able to distinguish the clear and distinct camp layout.

The barbarians seem to like to use the very gorgeous colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and colors, but they are not messy when mixed together, but they have a different kind of beauty. In an increasingly tense atmosphere, It is like a beautiful and deadly poisonous snake, which may violently swallow at any time.

In that camp, in addition to the continuous camp, there are huge black shadows.

According to Huquan, it was a kind of war beast unique to the barbarian, the giant monk.

Every adult giant monk has a height of hundreds of feet, and the huge body is like a small hill, and some mutated giant monks can even grow to hundreds of feet.

The most important thing is that the giant skin is thick and thick, and it can also be immune to most spell attacks.

In addition, in the center of those camps, there are also high platforms built, each with a height of one hundred feet, and a dark light will be emitted every night.

That is the sacrificial altar of the barbarians, and it is also an enlarged version of the totem pole. The effect is a bit similar to the formation of a monk, and it can play the role of forbidden air within a certain range.

"This scale is at least several hundred thousand..."

The endless camps on the horizon, you can't see the head even if you exhaust your eyes. Just looking at the front, counting the number of camps, the estimated number of barbarian warriors is already a staggering number.

That night, a faint shadow quietly emerged from the fortress, and swiftly went away.

Seeing is believing, ears are fictitious, Xiang Yang decided to go and explore it personally, or fortunately to know the basics before the war begins.

As for the so-called forbidden law and forbidden air, it may be a fatal threat to most immortal cultivators, but for him, this is simply a battlefield tailored for him. He has a way to directly steal a sacrifice. The urge to go home from the altar.

From a distance, the grassland in front of me is flat and wide. I found out that there are actually a lot of potholes underneath, and there are also a lot of large stones scattered, and in some places there are even deep cavities. , It's just covered by lush weeds, so it's hard to find.

Xiang Yang summoned the Wind-Treading Silk ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and moved quickly on the ground. He was dressed in black, and the Wind-Treading Silk was invisible and colorless. In this night, he was like a ghost, except for bringing up There is no way to detect it except for the slightest wind.

The journey of these hundreds of miles is just half an hour's time.

Not long after, the camp in front of him was clearly visible, and he could even see piles of bonfires on the open ground in the cracks. It was estimated that there were still dozens of miles away. He suddenly felt his whole body sink, and the whole person fell directly from the air. Come down.

Xiang Yang had expected that he put away the wind-treading treasure silk and stood firmly among the grass. Lingjue looked around and was surprised to find that the vitality here had become cryptic and unpredictable.

He tried to summon a water archery technique, but it seemed extremely difficult for the vitality around him to gather together. After using the power of the golden core, the light of the fingertips just appeared and turned into a mist of water. go.

"Is this the ban on the air and the ban? It's really amazing... it seems to suppress the spiritual sense, even my spiritual sense can only protrude a few dozen feet."

He looked up at the ignition light in the distance, catted his waist and walked along the grass.