The Shaking Light Dynasty, the Northern Regions, and the Yizhou City seem a little deserted at this time.

Ten days have passed in a blink of an eye. The Shaking Light Coalition Army has already penetrated deep into the hinterland of the nomadic territory, preparing to wipe out the five major ethnic groups in the nomadic territory one by one.

Their first target was the Teng clan closest to Yizhou City, located in the Holy Snow Mountain.

At this moment, at the foot of the Holy Snow Mountain, there are densely packed with Shaking Light Legions, which are also mixed with some black-clothed people, who are always thinking of ways to break through the protective formation of the Holy Snow Mountain, but in the end, they find that everything seems to be useless.

In desperation, the legion divided into two parts, one part went to the Holy Lake for the siege, and the other part went to the Holy Heaven Mountain for the siege.

Under the tent of the army, the generals Li Mu and Li Yapeng sat in front of the marching map, the two were silent, and in front of them, a stove jumped with sparks, bringing this big tent with a faint warmth.

"Father, we can't go on like this, the temperature here is too low, the nomads have long been used to it, but our soldiers are almost at the limit; the cold and heat have spread in the barracks in the past few days, although they have been isolated, they can't stop the spread, and if we go on like this, we have already failed before we fight!" said the young general Li Yapeng bitterly.

"Steady, Xiaopeng, remember, we are soldiers, soldiers must obey the command, our lives, since the moment we stepped into the barracks, are no longer our own!" Li Mu said in a deep voice.

"Go, go and ask the Jinyang Black-robed Priest to help, treat the wounded, and be ready to charge at any time!" Li Mu said. His eyes glanced at Li Yapeng meaningfully, and the meaning of it was probably only known to him.

Li Mu also knew in his heart that this war was meaningless, this war could not be defeated by these ordinary flesh and blood, the key was to look at those men in black, they were the main force of the army.

But because of this, he can't control this war, he can only follow orders!

An order, whether it is a general or a soldier, there is only one way to move forward bravely!

In another marching tent, the black-robed priest Zhang Chunxiang is sitting upright, closing his eyes and recuperating, and the other sacrifices are also silently reciting the "Sacrifice Ceremony", and their practice is for the rest of their lives, not at a certain time.

"Gou'er, Xiangbi, you have already arrived at the Kunlun Divine Realm, I don't know, can you penetrate the chaotic fog, successfully set foot on the Kunlun Divine Mountain, and achieve the real green-robed sacrifice? Only if you succeed, is it possible to stop this war that is bound to cause countless casualties!" Zhang Chunxiang said silently, his eyes looking at the far west, as if he wanted to see through the void, but the air was empty.

In the white-robed paperwork, a beautiful girl sat quietly cross-legged, at this time there was a smile on his face, and a trace of stubbornness, it was Hua Qianqian who knew that Chen Gou was not dead.

Beside her, there is a shameless big fat man sitting at the moment, who is secretly looking at Hua Qianqian at the moment.

In front of the fat man, there were two people in green robes, He Xiangu and Chen Hao, who were quietly reciting the "Sacrifice Ceremony", and did not seem to be disturbed by the surrounding movements.

At this moment, a crisp voice appeared outside the big tent.

"The last general, Li Yapeng, ask to see the Jinyang black-robed priest!" I saw Li Yapeng, who was dressed in silver armor, kneeling on one knee in this ice and snow at this moment, behind him, kneeling, and the thousands of light-shaking soldiers who were infected with wind and cold!

"Please ask the black-robed priest to help these warriors, they are about to fall before they fight, they are unwilling to die!" Li Yapeng said.

"I'd rather die in battle than die of illness and become a shame for shaking the light, otherwise even if we die, we won't have the face to see our parents and brothers!" said the soldiers, they were all strong, no one cried, and with willpower, they forcibly supported themselves.

"Hey, get up!" Zhang Chunxiang was dressed in a black robe and appeared in front of Li Yapeng and others.

"Great sacrifice!" Li Yapeng said stubbornly.

"I promise you to help treat their diseases, without any conditions!" Zhang Chunxiang said.

"This, thank you for the black-robed Great Priest!" Li Yapeng said with his fists clenched.

"Thank you for the black-robed high priest, the great sacrifice is merciful!" A group of wounded and sick soldiers, as if they saw hope, their faces were slightly red at the moment, and their eyes were burning as they looked at this not tall black-robed figure.

"The sacrificial group listens to the order, and I will mobilize the power of Jinyang to treat the wounded and sick soldiers in a while, you can wait for assistance!" said the black-robed high priest Zhang Chunxiang.

Although his voice is not high, it is deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

I saw Zhang Chunxiang stretch out his hand and raise it above his head, and a round of golden yang suddenly flew out of his body, followed his hands, and slowly rose upward.

Everyone felt a trace of warmth, a trace of peace of mind, this is the power of sacrifice.

Jin Yang slowly came above everyone, enveloping everyone, exuding bursts of bright power, quickly burrowing into the body of each injured person, and even Li Yapeng was blessed.

At the same time, the priests sat down cross-legged and began to chant the "Sacrificial Ceremony", blessing the power of sacrifice on the black-robed sacrificial body, making this round of golden yang more bright and bright.

Slowly, the wounded soldiers' faces became more ruddy, their bodies were slowly recovering, and their spirits were no longer sluggish!

But the black-robed priest Zhang Chunxiang had no intention of stopping, his hands pushed forward, and this round of golden sun gradually flew higher and appeared in the sky, brighter than the real sun.

The entire military camp was shrouded in the golden sunshine, countless soldiers were blessed, their bodies were warm at the moment, and the diseases were also cleared!

"Thank you to the black-robed priest, thank you to the sacrificial group!" Li Mu appeared outside at some point, and took the lead in kneeling down on one knee in the direction of the sacrificial group.

Therefore, the soldiers all bowed down in the direction of the black-robed great sacrifice at this moment.

The role of the sacrifice is completely displayed at this moment!

After a long time, everyone's diseases were expelled, and blessings were sent, the face of the black-robed priest Zhang Chunxiang was a little pale, obviously this time the consumption was also very big for him!

After all, there are so many soldiers stationed here!

Behind him, all the people of the sacrificial group, their breath was obviously sluggish, and they were about to be unable to hold on, Zhang Chunxiang sighed, quickly retracted Jinyang, and with the support of several documents, walked into the sacrificial tent!

"Young General, our sacrificial group has consumed a lot of money this time, I'm afraid it will take a month before it can recover, and this period of time depends on the young general!" The voice of the black-robed priest Zhang Chunxiang came out!

Li Yapeng shook his head helplessly, there are some things, you don't need to find out!