Unlimited Adventures

Chapter 390: : 1 to die

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()    In the next few days, the barbarians' offensive became more and more fierce. Facing enemies several times more than expected, the defense line around Beigefeng was in danger. Except for the third grade, almost everyone was in distress. Fortunately, there was a guardian true emperor present. The three of Hai and Lei Zhen rushed around with a group of real people, and they were able to stabilize the situation.

    Xiang Yang hasn't played in the battle these days, but is sitting on the sidelines. After the daily battle is over, he will find Huquan to ask for the battle report.

    The entire Qitian Mountains, all the main lines of defense have secret methods for transmission, and the battle reports from various places are collected from the Sanqing original place and then spread to various places. It is as small as how many fellows sacrificed in each place and how many heads of barbarians were captured. , The mobilization situation and reinforcement mobilization of the entire North China are all extremely detailed.

    After having Tian Yan, Xiang Yang's judgment on details is extremely keen. The ordinary people in the battle report looked dull, and even the content of each day was almost the same. It was just some data, but in his eyes, he could figure out a lot. Things that others can't observe come.

    The more you look at it, the deeper the doubts in your heart, and the more frightened you are.

    In his knowledge of the sea, the entire Qitian mountain range seemed to come alive, a little red light gathered, and after all those nodes were penetrated, a mysterious dragon rune appeared.

    No wonder no trace of the formation can be found, no one would have thought that this entire Qitian Mountain Range is the formation

     However, even from the old pen and the spider, I have never heard of any formation that can be so big, and who has such a big hand?

    This is beyond the scope of ordinary people's imagination.

    The most frightening thing for Xiang Yang is that if the key nodes are arranged according to the formation in the sea of ​​knowledge, the Floating Jade Mountain Range is also within this formation. It is a hind claw of the dragon.

    Millions of miles of formation, ten thousand years of blood irrigation, if this formation is activated, how terrible would it be?

    The most important thing is that behind this formation, there are not only the barbarians, but also the shadow of the supreme and even the holy land.

The defense line of the Qitian Mountains was designed by Yahuang Supreme, and those key nodes happened to be the main fortress of each defense line, and also the place where the two sides competed the most and sacrificed the most.

    The cooperation is so tacit, it is completely unintentional to say that the Bahuang Supreme is completely unintentional, and the ghost believes it!

    But what exactly does this formation do? What do they want to do? Why does a supreme dignified person have such a tacit understanding with the barbarians?

    Sometimes, the clearer you see, the more confused you are!

    "Ya'er, I feel like I'm going crazy, you say, am I already crazy? That's why I have such an illusion? That's supreme."

Late at night, after sorting out all the battles of the new day, Xiang Yang rubbed his face a little weakly and looked at Lu Ya'er.

    His eyes were a bit distracted and confused, his eyes protruding, and occasionally turning a few times unconsciously, the eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his face was astonishing white, just like a dying fish.

    No matter how tough his temper is, he is only a young man in his twenties after all, and there is always a limit to his ability to bear.

    "If you are crazy, I will be crazy with you"

    Lu Ya'er smiled and pulled him to sit down in front of him, leaning on his back, gently massaged his temples, and between the fingers, a stream of cool vitality poured in continuously.

    "If you really want to fight against the supreme, are you afraid?" Xiang Yang held down her little hand, turned around, and asked seriously.

    "I am not afraid if you are there!"

    "It is likely to die!"

    The smile on Lu Ya'er's face remained unchanged, and the cloud said lightly: "Then I will accompany you to death."

A smile appeared on Xiang Yang's pale face, opened his arms, and held her tightly in his arms: "Then we will die together!"

    "An offering, the deceased has gone, the important thing is for those of us who are alive"

    On the hillside in front of the C.398 fortress, facing the thunderous Xiang Yang, Huquan who came specially to persuade them with bitterness, Yu Hai and Lei Zhen firmly blocked the front, and Lu Ya'er gently pulled on the side. His arm, holding back his tears, choked and comforted, but soon he couldn't hold on, sobbing low.

    In just half a month, Xiang Yang's whole person has changed. His complexion is gray, his eyes are red as blood, and his whole body exudes a crazy breath.

    "Those sacrificial altars are horns to each other, and the scale is so large, the sacrificial souls in them must be extremely powerful, don't act impulsively!"

Looking at the three sacrificial altars in the distance, Huquan felt helpless.

The battle conditions were too fierce, and the continuous operation made the wind system a little unsupportable. From time to time, there would be some situations, and the number of casualties at 3398 places was also increasing.

    Here, the monks of the Fuyu Sect have the lowest cultivation base, and the casualties are naturally the largest. In just a few days, more than a thousand disciples of the Fuyu Sect have lost 40%.

Faced with such a loss, Xiang Yang was almost insane. He rushed into the barbarian camp several times and returned with bruises every time.

Some time ago, news of the arrival of the Eight Desolate Supreme Beings spread throughout the Qitian Mountains, and the morale of the monks was greatly boosted. However, after all, the situation around Beige Peak did not improve much.

    In the next few days, the barbarians put in more and more troops, and the casualties on the monk’s side became more and more serious.

Among the brothers that Xiang Yang was closest to, first had a grudge, died in the blew of a barbaric king, and then Chu Xuan five days later, even brother Jing died with a barbaric emperor.

    In ten days, 60% of the monks in the entire C.398 location have lost their combat power, and almost all the monks of the Floating Jade Sect have died on the battlefield.

    Yesterday, these three altars brought three new tribes into existence, and the fierce fighting situation rose by another level. Even the Niuniu hiding behind the bunker was hit by a giant spear ejected from a strange angle after colliding with each other. Hit, Fang Hun left in faintly.

    Xiang Yang sat for a whole night with the cold body of the little girl, and then went crazy!

    "Sanqingyuan has been sent for information, and three true emperors will soon come to support them. It will not be too late to get revenge. But today, I will never let you go to the camp again!"

    Huquan pointed to the three altars: "Look at the scale of the altar. Although the three tribes are not royal clans, they are not far from each other. No matter how brave you are, going alone is just a senseless sacrifice~www.wuxiaspot .com~What's the point?"

     Xiang Yang remained silent, looking at Yu Hai and Lei Zhen in front of him. In order to stop him, the two true monarchs even used the technique of law. On the side, a guardian was standing behind Lu Ya'er. Emperor, even Lan Lan and the De family have arrived.

    His clenched fist creaked, and finally walked sullenly.

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