More than two months later, in the vast and dim desert, a layer of light blue light entrenched like a giant dragon.

Under the blue light, the defensive barriers of thousands of magic boats are perfectly combined, connected from beginning to end, forming a huge fortress.

The bud-like head of the boat in front of the boat moved along the scale-shaped lines to the outside of the boat, sliding from time to time, emitting dazzling silver lights.

Around the fortress, countless barbarians were charging forward one after another, but they were often stained with blood on the battlefield only halfway.

Further away, there are altars of sacrifice, but they dare not get too close. The scope of the light of the altar cannot reach the fortress at all. Without the bonus of the altar, the barbarians could not resist the attack of the magic boat.

This is a one-sided massacre. Originally, as long as the human monks hid in the fortress and rely on the attack of the Dharma Boat, they could gradually erode the barbarians. But strangely, outside the Dharma Boat, there were figures that broke away from the protection of the fortress and were fighting fiercely with the barbarians in the wild sand.

Spells spread out with gorgeous light and shadow, and the tall totem poles of the pillars were also shining brightly, resisting them tightly.

However, compared with the orderly attacks of the human cultivators, the formation of the barbarians seems too scattered. Even if they have the bonus of the Five Elements Savings, they cannot resist the overwhelming offensive.

Nearly a thousand monks formed a neat formation and slowly advanced forward with a low horn sound.

Each step was neat and uniform, and each of them was completely integrated into the formation. No matter their figure, their pace of progress was always as neat as a knife. Even if it was the same when they pulled out their legs from the thick sand that had passed through their calves.

The two months of battle and the repeated battles between life and death have given these monks a real military temperament, and their cooperation with each other has become increasingly tacit.

Without the help of thousands of networms, the time was too short. Xiang Yang did not let them practice the Ten Directions Disillusionment Formation, but chose the most basic military formation, the Hunyuan Formation.

There are not many changes in this formation, only three categories: one attack, one defense and one movement. However, compared with the three talents, four symbols, five elements and other formations that are popular in the mountains and sea realms, they are much stronger in power and adaptability to the battlefield.

The Hunyuan Formation has no requirement for the number of people, even if two people can form a formation, the same is true for tens of thousands of people. The power increases and decreases according to the number of people.

However, the Hunyuan Formation is an immortal formation after all, and it still has high requirements for the cooperation between cultivators. Unlike the three talents, four symbols and other formations in fixed positions, the Hunyuan Formation emphasizes the combination of movement and stillness, which is a formation that is always in a state of movement.

The tempering between life and death is often the most effective. After practicing in the military camp next to Qixian City for several months, Pangu's soldiers could only form a Hunyuan Formation of about 100 people. However, after training on the battlefield for two months, a thousand people could form a formation.

At this time, around the fortress formed by the magic boat, there were dozens of groups of Hunyuan arrays that were advancing forward. Of course, occasional mistakes were inevitable, but under the protection of the fortress Yuanqi cannon in the rear, the casualties had been minimized.

Two months since the war started, 300,000 Pangu soldiers suffered only a few thousand casualties, and the barbarians who were eliminated had been counted in millions.

When setting out, no one expected that a mere 300,000 army would be able to achieve such huge results. Without the supreme masters participating in the war, this was simply a miracle.

The biggest key is that the three thousand standard boats are three thousand energy cannons that can be moved anytime and anywhere.

Of course, in the past two months, the most expensive vital energy stone consumed has already been bankrupted by a sect overlords. It is estimated that only Xiang Yang can do this in the entire mountain and sea realm.

Who told the four dragon clan ancestors that their private warehouses were too rich?

In two months, the Pangu army swept through most of the endless wild sand, forcing the barbarians to the edge of the South China Sea. Of course, the underground sand people world has no time to take care of.

At this moment, in a huge space, 330 miles deep under the endless wild sand.

More than a dozen old barbarian priests prayed devoutly, and in the middle of them, there were fireballs with dark red lights.

After a long time, the ball of fire suddenly shone brightly. When the flames lit up, an old priest groaned, and in an instant he turned into a pile of ashes mixed with oil. The priests next to him were not surprised but happy, and their prayers became even louder. Finally, they kowtowed a few times and surrounded the ashes.

Ashes and grease scattered on the stone ground several feet in a radius, forming a mysterious pattern. The priests looked at it carefully, and soon after, they cheered.

One of the oldest priests turned around and bowed a few times to the fireball, then raised a bone staff high, and shouted happily: "Several royal families are coming, and the twelve divine beasts are following you, and the good days for those two-legged beasts are over!"

He used the divine words used by the priests to spread oracles. In just three short sentences, there were at least hundreds of syllables. They seemed complicated, but they carried a strange magic. They began to spread out from this space and soon they resounded throughout the underground world.

The divine words were everywhere, and all the barbarians cheered. The morale that was originally hit by the human race's raid was also instantly rising.

In a corner of the underground world, three barbarian emperors holding totem poles came to the residence of a sand tribe.

They were covered with brown animal skins, and their skin exposed outside the animal skin was covered with mottled totems. Judging from the area of ​​the totem, these three were already high-level barbarian emperors.

This tribe is very small, but it is full of all organs and also has a low altar.

In the original Shamin world, only a few large tribes were qualified to have a sacrificial altar. This treasure was given by Shenzhou during the arrival of this tribe, and will become the foundation of this tribe.

At this time, the oracle had just arrived. Outside the altar, thousands of sand people were shouting enthusiastically under the leadership of the sacrifice. A Liutu Barbarian King and a middle-aged priest stood on the base of the altar and were giving a passionate speech in barbarian language.

These two are the firewood passers-by selected from the barbarians and will stay here in the future to help them become a real barbarian tribe.

The priest was giving a speech, but the Six Tu Barbarian King saw the three tall figures behind the crowd. He looked at the three pillars totems carefully, and suddenly his heart thrust, rushed down from the altar and bowed respectfully.

"Are you, sirs"

On the altar, the priest also closed his mouth, separated everyone and rushed over.

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