Chapter 391

In the next few days, the barbarian offensive became more and more fierce. In the face of enemies several times higher than expected, the defense line around Beige peak was in danger. Except for A-3, almost everything was in danger. Fortunately, a Dharma protector Zhendi was present. He, Yuhai and Lei Zhen ran around with a group of real people, so they could stabilize the situation.

Xiang Yang did not fight these days, but looked on coldly. After the daily battle, he would find Huquan and ask for the war report.

All the main defense lines in the whole Qitian mountain range have secret methods for communication. Every day, the battle reports everywhere are collected by the original office of Sanqing and spread to all places, ranging from how many fellow soldiers have sacrificed and how many barbarian heads have been captured in each place to the mobilization and reinforcement mobilization of the whole northern China.

With Tianyan, Xiang Yang's judgment on details is extremely keen. Those war reports look ordinary, and even the content of each day is almost the same. They are just some data, but in his eyes, he can figure out many things that others can't observe.

The more carefully you look, the deeper the doubt in your heart and the more frightened you are.

In his understanding of the sea, the whole Qitian mountain seemed to live. After a little red light gathered and connected all those nodes, a mysterious giant dragon Rune appeared

No wonder there is no trace of the array. Who can think that the whole Qitian mountain is the array

However, even from the old pen head and behind the spider, I have never heard of any array that could be so big, and who would have 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 right according to his array layout in the sea, the Fuyu mountain range is also within this array, which is a rear claw of the giant dragon

Millions of miles of array, thousands of years of blood essence irrigation, how terrible would this array be if it were started?

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

The defense line of Qitian mountain is designed by the eight wastelands Supreme Master, and those key nodes are just the main fortress of each defense line, and also the place where the two sides compete most fiercely and sacrifice most.

With such a tacit understanding, it should be said that the eight wastelands supreme did it unintentionally. Ghosts believe it!

But what is the function of this array? What exactly do they want to do? Why should a supreme master have such a tacit understanding with the barbarians?

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

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"Ya'er, I feel like I'm going crazy... Do you think I'm crazy? That's why I have such an illusion? That's Supreme..."

Late at night, he combed the war situation of the new day again. Xiang Yang was a little weak, rubbed his face and looked at lvya'er.

He had always been resolute, his eyes were somewhat lax and confused, his eyes protruded, and sometimes he would unconsciously turn a few times. His eyes were full of blood, and his face was surprisingly white, just like a dying fish.

No matter how determined he is, he is only a young man in his twenties, and his tolerance is always limited.

"If you're crazy, I'll go crazy with you..."

Green bud smiled and pulled him to sit down in front of him. She leaned behind him and gently massaged his temples. Between her fingers, a stream of cool vitality poured in.

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

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"Very likely to die!"

The smile on green bud's face remained the same, and said softly, "then I'll die with you..."

Xiang Yang smiled on his pale face, opened his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms: "then we'll die together!"

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"The sacrifice, the dead are gone, the important thing is us living..."

On the hillside in front of Fort b398, facing Xiang Yang, who was furious, Huquan came to persuade him with painstaking persuasion. Yuhai and Lei Zhen firmly blocked in front. Aside, lvya'er gently pulled his arm and choked with tears, but soon he couldn't hold on and sobbed.

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

"Those sacrificial Dharma altars are horns for each other, and the scale is so huge. The sacrificial souls must be very powerful. Don't act impulsively!"

Huquan looked at the three sacrificial altar in the distance. He was quite helpless.

The war situation is too fierce. The continuous operation makes those wind arrays unable to support. From time to time, some conditions will appear, and the casualties at c398 are also increasing.

Here, the friars of Fuyu sect are the lowest and the casualties are naturally the largest. In just a few days, more than 1000 Fuyu sect disciples lost 40%.

Faced with such losses, Xiang Yang was almost crazy. He rushed into the barbarian camp several times and returned black and blue again and again.

Some time ago, the news of the arrival of the eight wastelands spread all over the Qitian mountains, and the morale of the monks was greatly boosted. However, after all, the thirst is far from being quenched, and the situation around Beige peak has not improved much.

In the next few days, the barbarians invested more and more troops, and the casualties on the friar side became more and more serious.

Among Xiang Yang's closest brothers, Zeng Qiu died in the self explosion of a Barbarian King, followed by Chu Xuan... Five days later, even brother Jing died with a barbarian emperor.

In ten days, 60% of the monks in the whole C 398 have lost their combat power, and almost all the monks of Fuyu sect have died in the battle.

Yesterday, the three altars appeared with three new tribes, and the intensity of the war rose another level. Even Niuniu, who was hiding behind the bunker, was hit by a giant spear from a strange angle after colliding with each other, and Fang's soul disappeared.

Xiang Yang sat with the little girl's cold body all night, and then went crazy!

"Sanqing has been summoned. In a few days, three real emperors will lead their people to reinforce them. It's not too late to revenge... But today, I will never let you break into the camp again!"

Huquan pointed to the three altars: "look at the scale of the altar. Although the three tribes are not royal, they are not far apart. No matter how brave you are, going alone is just death... What's the meaning of meaningless sacrifice?"

Xiang Yang was still silent. He looked at Yuhai and Lei Zhen in front of him. In order to stop him, the two real kings even used the art of law. Aside, behind lvya'er, there was a Dharma protector real emperor. Even LAN LAN and the Dejia couple had come.

His clenched fist rattled and finally walked back decadent.