Chapter 355

At the fortress A-3, there was a bonfire on the wall, and countless monks were waiting in full battle. More than a dozen experts in the ninth robbery period were standing in the front and looking at the barbarian camp.

"A total of 28 sacrificial altar were launched. Is this price... Just for one?"

A real man of three robbers looked at the bright and psychedelic light and shadow in the sky and said something.

Immortal Huquan went to Jiayi. It is said that the war news from the original place of Sanqing came. Now in Jiasan, in addition to Dexin and his wife, there are three Sanjie real people, more than ten Yijie and Erjie real people, and even one WuJie real king.

Compared with the strength of experts, this place is respected in beige peak.

Naturally, all this is not because of how important the terrain of A3 is, but entirely because of the Xiang offering,

Now the most important person is silent. A man broke into the enemy camp. Something's going to happen. After xuanhu Zhenjun arrives, none of them can get well!

"Lei Zhenzhen, I hope you can take us to rescue. It's too late..."

Dexin worships Lei Zhen deeply. Among these people, she is the one who is most worried about Xiang Yang. If Decheng hadn't dragged her around, she would have rushed there alone.

Lei Zhen looked at the front from a distance and frowned: "you have all participated in the battle of chaos. You should all know the power of sacrificing to the Dharma altar. If you are far away, the five element spell is useless. If you rush into the Dharma altar, after Yuanying's power is exhausted, a common barbarian can cut you into minced meat and go to die?"

He looked beside him and pointed to a female immortal: "Han Miao, come with me. The art of ice law can still come in handy..."

The immortal Erjie named Han Miao nodded. Lei Zhen directly summoned the Dharma boat and took her with him. Before he left, he also asked: "young master Xiang is not a reckless person. He must have something to rely on if he can rush into the camp alone. Han Miao and I go to meet him. Don't act rashly."

At this time, Huquan, who is in charge of A-3, is not in charge. Although Lei Zhen is not within the imperial edict of the war of chaos, he is after all the real king of the five robbers. Naturally, he is also the Lord. Although both Dexin and mengmi have a worried face, they also know that what he said is reasonable and should bow their heads.

Different from the tension here, the atmosphere at b398 is different. On the wall above the fort, brother Jing and Zeng Qiu are sitting next to a campfire, watching the light and shadow in the distance, talking and laughing.

Brother Jing has now changed his mouth and called the boss. While turning an animal leg in his hand on the campfire, he shook his head: "the boss is the boss! I don't have the courage to say... Just why don't you take me..."

"Take you with me? Let the boss take care of you? It's said that those barbarians have some strange abilities. Don't mention that you've turned nine. It's difficult for experts in the nine robbery period to protect themselves in the past. I haven't seen many predecessors who are worried..."

With more contact, Zeng Qiu had already known his temper, so he didn't have so many scruples when talking. He looked up at the top of the mountain. There was a panic on the wall there.

"Ability? No matter how powerful it is, the boss is powerful? It is said that those barbarians don't know magic and rely on hand to hand combat. You haven't seen our boss's stick. Go down with one stick... Bang... Whatever his barbarian savage, just do it!"

Brother Jing said the rise and directly dragged the beast's leg. Drops of bright grease were splashed everywhere by him. Zeng Qiu and other people hurried away.

Compared with those nine robbers, these friars of Fuyu sect have great confidence in Xiang Yang.

That is a synonym for miracles. Since he has taken the initiative, can only some barbarians stop it?

......

In the barbarian camp, Xiang Yang's situation is somewhat bad.

Although he was extremely confident in his own strength, he was not a reckless man. Together with the warning signs, he stepped back directly.

At this time, the barbarians on one side had already crowded tens of thousands of people, and the road when they came had already been occupied. Several giant Mongols who came from a distance circled behind. Those standing above should also be the barbarian emperor.

He rushed away without saying a word. The Ruyi stick in his hand turned into a dark cloud. The barbarians in front died when they touched it. A fluffy blood splashed directly, and nothing could be seen within tens of feet.

The barbarian was really brave. He knew that he was going to die, but no one shrank back. Some of them were even smashed by Xiang Yang. They fell to the ground and took their last breath and reached out to grab his ankle.

Hundreds of feet away, he didn't know how many lives he had slaughtered, leaving a long river of blood behind him, but he was soon occupied by a swarm of barbarian soldiers. There were packed heads everywhere, front, back, left and right. The eyes of wild animals were red, ha ha, hissing and rushing towards him.

The crowd was also mixed with many monsters. Even from time to time, all kinds of birds came from the air. Several new barbarians controlled Jumeng and blocked his way.

In this case, no matter how fast he was, he was delayed a lot.

In the air, on the nearest sacrificial altar, a golden light and shadow has quickly condensed into essence, and most of the body has been very clear. It is really a golden dragon, with lion mane, antler, ox head and snake body, hundreds of feet long, and a scale is the size of a washbasin. At this time, it seems that it has not woken up, and a pair of eyes are still tightly closed.

As soon as he appeared, Xiang Yang felt a strong pressure. It seemed that his dragon blood was suppressed by him, but soon, there was a light shining on the ZuLong node, which directly swept away the pressure.

In the distance, on the other sacrificial altar, light and shadow have also taken shape. There are birds and animals of various types, most of which are still quietly suspended there.

Xiang Yang rushed forward and looked back at the direction of the sacrificial altar from time to time. He saw several old people with colored stripes on their faces praying loudly on the altar. Many barbarians drove a monster to rush there. As soon as they approached, a trace of blood line would rise in the air and be directly sucked away by the altar. A moment later, It will turn into a corpse and fall to the ground.

Just a short moment, within hundreds of feet around the altar, there were dead bodies lying on the ground, including even two giant Mongolia.

At the same time, the light and shadow of the golden dragon was almost completely formed, and the closed eyelids wriggled up, as if they were going to wake up the next moment.

"What is this thing? It's not like a real creature, but a fairy who has given up his body and shed his bones. That's the supreme level... But when it comes to building a fairy, it's not going to rise soon after the robbery..."

"What's more, if they have such combat power, how can a mere Qitian mountain stop them?"