I don't know when, it was already dark.

The place where he was originally located was the edge of the sacrificial altar range, only a few dozen miles away from the barbarian camp, and hundreds of miles away from the defense line of Beige Peak.

But now, for miles beside him, there were flying swords flashing everywhere, and one after another monks were passing across the sky, roaring towards the barbarian camp.

In that camp, a barbarian emperor and a barbarian king were fighting endlessly with countless barbarian warriors and Northern Shenzhou monks, but for some reason, it seemed that something was wrong with the sacrificial altar, the forbidden law was invalid, and they had been completely suppressed.

Even if most of the barbarian emperors and barbarian kings painted the totems of the five elements of immunity, they were still in danger under the attack of so many monks.

On the barbarian side, except for some demon beasts, they do not have the ability to fly, and only a few high-level warriors can obtain the ability to fly after becoming mad, but it is only a drop in the bucket, and it will not have much effect on the battle situation.

And a few miles beside him, there were tens of thousands of monks around, all of them were waiting for battle, and they didn't participate in the battle, just waiting by the side, Lei Zhen Zhenjun didn't use the magic boat for some reason, and several Nine Tribulation real people were suspended in the air, and their ugly faces were full of solemnity, patrolling back and forth from time to time.

Seeing him wake up, everyone's faces showed a hint of fanaticism, the ordinary monks still waited still, just swept their eyes over, and those real people, led by Lei Zhen, fell down in a hurry.

At this moment, the golden liquid above Xiang Yang's head and those runes also disappeared into his body, and the light of the Qiankun Ding clone also converged at the same time.

"It seems that the last substitute was not urged, but what about the power of those ancestral dragons?"

Xiang Yang didn't bother to greet them, and hurriedly glanced at them with his spiritual sense, and suddenly became ecstatic.

The power of the ancestral dragon nodes erupted three times in a row, eighteen each time, and the ancestral dragon nodes that he originally lit up were only more than a hundred, and most of them were gone, but now, the entire phalanx was filled with golden light, and the ancestral dragon nodes that were lit up were at least more than two hundred.

And every muscle in the body is full of energy, and there is a little golden light on the white bones that are already no different from ordinary people, and even the internal organs that were originally slightly weak are glowing with a trace of golden light, which should be the reason why the residual energy has not been digested.

The feeling of surging power that came from all over the body was almost the same as after the outbreak of eighteen ancestral dragon nodes.

You know, his greatest combat power is on this extremely strong body, but, after a few moves with the masters, he feels that there are still shortcomings, this time after the blessing of misfortune, his physical combat power doubled again, and now he, if he faces Lei Zhen again, even if he really faces his Five Tribulations Law, he also has a lot of confidence.

Seven substitutes, it's worth it!

But where did the terrible golden dragon go? The altar of sacrifice seems to have lost its effect, could it be...

The clone of Qiankun Ding had already turned into a faint mark, hidden on his wrist, Xiang Yang turned his hand and glanced at it a few times, and was a little curious about the treasure given by Ding Shuai.

Now is not the time, he didn't think about it anymore, and bowed slightly towards Lei Zhen and the others who surrounded him: "Thank you seniors for guarding..."

Lei Zhen and the others smiled bitterly, this person can even forcibly collect such a terrible sacrificial soul, and he still uses the name of his predecessors, it is a little awkward to hear it, but with his strength, he is still so humble, but it makes their hearts warm.

"Childe, your stop is a day and two nights, we didn't dare to disturb you when we saw that you were in an epiphany, but those barbarians seem to have gone crazy, and tens of thousands of people are rushing towards you. As a last resort, I can only fight with them. I didn't expect them to be so unbeaten, you see, except for the sacrificial altar, almost all of the camp was overturned by us..."

Lei Zhen bowed respectfully to him, and pointed in the direction of the sacrificial altar to explain.

Although Xiang Yang felt that his attitude was a little weird, a little less arrogant and more modest and respectful, he didn't think much about it, and looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, he found that around the sacrificial altar, there was still a group of barbarians gathered in the black pressure, and the monk's attack only ended there, but there were too many people blocking it, and he couldn't see it really.

"The sacrificial altars in the next few camps have not moved, and the forbidden range has not changed, so we can't attack. However, in the distance, there were already barbarians coming from the camp, but the movement of the sacrificial altar was extremely slow, and it was estimated that it would take half a day to arrive. ”

Huquan Zhenren didn't know when he had returned here, and pointed farther away: "But looking at that direction, it is estimated that an encirclement will be formed, and there is a sacrificial altar, such an attack and defense is too much of a loss." Xiang Feng, since you have nothing to do, let's collect our troops and return to the camp, relying on the defense line of Beige Peak, condescending, they can't afford to make any waves. ”

Xiang Yang looked up into the distance, and faintly, he saw patches of mottled colored shadows slowly moving from the direction of the horizon on both sides.

His eyesight has improved a lot now, and he can even see the black dots clustered in the middle of those colorful shadows, which are the figures of the sacrificial altar, but every time he moves a little, he will stop for a while, and then pull forward again, which is extremely inefficient.

"After this sacrificial altar is moved, there will be a period of time when the law cannot be banned, and it will have to be rearranged before it can be activated, so when the barbarians pull out the camp, they must always guard against our attacks, and never dare to go too far each time, so as not to be caught off guard. ”

Listening to Huquan's explanation, Xiang Yang nodded.

This is also the proper meaning, the forbidden effect of this sacrificial altar is so terrifying, if it can still move flexibly, with the number of barbarians and the fierce fighting method that is not afraid of death, just by fighting with the body, how can the Qi Tian Mountain Range be able to hold it?

There is no way to be perfect in everything in the world?

Seeing him nodding, Huquan Zhenren wanted to order the troops to be withdrawn.

Now almost all the barbarians in this camp have been slaughtered, and the rest are shrunk within the sacrificial altar, and in the two camps next to it, the effect of the sacrificial altar is still intact, and the results of the battle can no longer be expanded, if it weren't for Xiang Yang still there, they would have already gone back, and now that he has woken up, there is no need to continue.

This attack, although it was mainly to protect this Xiang worship, but it achieved unexpected results, at least tens of thousands of barbarians were killed, and even a few totem poles were captured, which is a great feat, but most of the credit still has to fall on this Xiang worship.

After all, without him, if that terrible sacrificial soul didn't disappear, the battle would probably be reversed.

Before an order was issued, I saw Xiang Yang stretch out his hand, pick up the ruyi stick in front of him, and said with a faint smile: "Senior Huquan, wait, don't you think this result is still a little insufficient?"