It was still dawn at some point.

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

But now, why are flying swords flashing everywhere in the distance of his side? Cultivators are flying in the sky one after another, roaring towards the barbarian camp.

In the camp, there were barbarian emperors and the barbarian kings, with countless barbarian warriors and monks in the North Shenzhou, fighting endlessly, but for some reason, it seemed that something was wrong with the sacrificial altar. The prohibition method was invalid, and they were completely suppressed.

Even though most of the Barbarian Emperors and Barbarian Kings painted the five elements saving throws totem, they were still in danger under the attack of so many monks.

The barbarian side, except for some monsters, does not have the ability to fly. Only a few high-level warriors can gain the ability to fly after madness, but it is only a drop in the bucket and will not have much effect on the battle situation.

And around him, tens of thousands of cultivators surrounded him, all of whom were waiting for the battle, and they just waited by him. For some reason, True Lord Lei Zhen did not use the Dharma boat and floated in the air with several Jiujie True Man. His ugly face was full of solemn expression, and he patrolled back and forth from time to time.

Seeing him awake, there was a hint of fanaticism on everyone's faces. The ordinary monks still waited and just glanced at them with their eyes. The real people, led by Lei Zhen, fell down quickly.

At this moment, the golden liquid above Xiang Yang's head and the runes were also penetrated into his body, and the light of the clone of the Qiankun Cauldron also subsided.

"It seems that the last time the substitute was not activated, but what about the power of the ancestor dragon?"

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

The power of the Ancestral Dragon Node was exploded three times in a row. Each time, the 18 times, the Ancestral Dragon Nodes he had originally lit were only more than a hundred, but now, what about? The entire finger bone was filled with golden light, and the lit Ancestral Dragon Node was at least more than two hundred.

Every muscle in the body was filled with energy, and a little golden light appeared on the white bones that were originally the same as ordinary people. Even the originally slightly weak internal organs were filled with golden light. This should be the reason why the remaining energy had not been digested.

The feeling of surging power coming from all over his body was almost the same as after the 18 Ancestral Dragon Nodes burst.

You know, his greatest combat power is above this extremely powerful body. However, after several battles with masters, he felt that there was still a shortage. After this blessing in disguise, his physical combat power doubled again. Now, if he faces Lei Zhen again, even if he really faces his five-tribulation law, he will have a lot of confidence.

Seven substitutions are worth it!

But what about the terrifying golden dragon? Where did it go? The altar of sacrificial rituals seemed to have lost its effectiveness. Could it be

The clone of the Qiankun Cauldron had already turned into a faint mark and hid on his wrist. Xiang Yang looked at him a few times, and he was curious about the treasure given by the Dingmaster.

Now it is not the time, he nodded and nodded slightly to Lei Zhen and others who were surrounding him: "Thank you for your protection, seniors."

Lei Zhen and others smiled bitterly. This person who could even charge such a terrible soul to be sacred and called him a senior was a little awkward, but with his strength and so humbleness, they felt warm in their hearts.

"Young Master, you have been standing there for one or two nights. We saw you in an epiphany and didn't dare to disturb you, but the barbarians seemed to be crazy, and tens of thousands of people rushed towards you. As a last resort, they could only fight with them. But they didn't expect that they would be so careless. Look, except for the sacrificial altar, this camp has almost been overturned by us."

Lei Zhen bowed respectfully to him and pointed to the direction of the altar of sacrifice and explained.

Although Xiang Yang felt that his attitude was a bit weird, less arrogant and more humble and respectful, he didn't think much about it. He looked in the direction of his finger and found that there was a black barbarian gathering around the altar of the sacrificial priests, and the attacks of the monks only ended there, but there were too many people blocking them just now, so he couldn't see it clearly.

"The sacrificial altars in the camps next to them have not moved, and the scope of the prohibition has not changed, so we cannot attack. However, no matter how far away, there have been barbarians coming from the camp, but the movement of the sacrificial altar is extremely slow, and it is estimated that it will take half a day to reach it."

True Man Huquan had returned here at some point and pointed further away: "But looking at that direction, it would probably form a circle of encirclements, with a sacrificial altar, such offense and defense are too disadvantageous. Xiang Gong, since you are nothing, let's withdraw your troops and return to the camp, relying on the Beige Peak defense line and being condescending, they can't make any storms."

Xiang Yang looked up at the distance and faintly saw mottled colorful shadows slowly moving from the direction of the two horizons.

His eyesight has now increased a lot, and he can even see the black dots clustered among the colorful shadows. They are figures in the sacrificial altar. Every time he moves a little, he will stop for a while, and then pull up again, with extremely low efficiency.

"After this sacrificial altar moves, there will be a period of time when it cannot be banned. It must be re-arranged before it can be activated. Therefore, when the barbarians set off their camps, they must always beware of our attacks, and never dare to go too far every time to avoid being caught off guard."

Listening to the explanation of Huquan Zhenren, Xiang Yang nodded.

This is also a matter of course. The effect of the forbidden law of the sacrificial altar is so terrifying. If it can still move flexibly, with the number of barbarians and the fearless fighting method, how could the Qitian Mountains be defended by just fighting with their bodies?

Where can everything in the world be perfect?

When Huquan Zhenren saw him nodding, he wanted to order the troops to withdraw.

Now almost all the barbarians in the camp in front have been slaughtered, and the rest have been shrunk within a thousand feet of the sacrificial altar. In the two camps next to them, the sacrificial altar has been intact and the results of the battle cannot be expanded. If Xiang Yang had not been there, they would have gone back long ago. Since he had woken up, there was no need to continue.

Although this attack was mainly to protect Xiang Gong, it achieved unexpected results. At least tens of thousands of barbarians were killed and several totem poles were even seized. This was a great military achievement, but most of the contributions still had to be on Xiang Gong Gong Gong Gong.

After all, without him, if the terrible soul sacrifice did not disappear, the battle situation would probably have been reversed.

Before the order was issued, Xiang Yang stretched out his hand, held the Ruyi stick in front of him, and smiled faintly: "Senior Huquan, wait, don't you think this battle result is not enough?"
Chapter completed!