Two months later, next to the five forts of Beige Peak.

Qi Guang leaned against the city wall, and the whole person slowly slid to.

He was covered in rags, and his standard armor had been torn into several petals, tied with animal tendons in front and back, and draped on his body haphazardly, with brown marks on his face, and I don't know if it was dried blood or something else.

With a bang, a flying sword that had lost its owner fell from the sky and smashed not far in front of him.

The smooth sword body was covered with thin cracks, and the engraved circle finally collapsed and exploded suddenly.

'Whoosh...'

A three-finger-long fragment shot straight out, rubbing Qi Guang's earlobe and hitting the city wall, a stinging pain came, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, allowing the drops of blood to stain his shoulders red.

Beside it, there was a section of the city wall that was dozens of zhang long and had completely collapsed, and the overturned and messy stones were full of bloody corpses, intertwined, and it was impossible to distinguish which ones belonged to the monks and which ones belonged to the barbarians.

For two months, the barbarian offensive did not stop for a day.

In the entire Beige Peak defense line, more than half of the millions of monks were consumed alive, and the barbarians lost ten times as many lives.

But it is said that the number of barbarians on the opposite side has multiplied several times, and every day they are attacking on such a daily scale, regardless of casualties, on time and on time, attacking from day to sun, and harvesting at sunset, rain or shine, and it seems that more and more people are fighting.

"These savages are crazy... I can't live this day..."

Qi Guang leaned on the city wall, took out a jade bottle from the Sumeru ring, poured out an elixir, and looked at it for a long time, but still took it back.

In the past two months, even the most ordinary replenishment pills have been almost exhausted, the latest batch of supplies was still half a month ago, and the latter batch does not know when it will arrive, and the reinforcements are even more far away.

Now that the entire Qitian Mountain Range has been plunged into the flames of war, there are countless situations like this in the five fortresses of Elephant Armor, it is said that the three major sects have issued a mobilization order, and this time even those little monks in the foundation building period will be sent to the battlefield.

After resting for a while, he struggled to support his tired body, and by the afterglow of the setting sun, he looked to the left, hundreds of miles away, a concave mountain peak loomed, where was the Jiasan Fortress, and it was also the only safe place in the entire Beige Peak defense line.

And in front of it, the man who ran around with a stick every day had become a legend.

......

The legendary man was being beaten at this point.

However, Green Sprout's pink fist smashed on this guy, more of enjoyment.

The heart is very comfortable, the mouth is very cooperative, the 'ouch ouch' is calling, and I have to work hard to blush, making a painful appearance, which is very difficult.

Meng Mi withdrew her fingers with a smile and squeezed her eyes towards Lu Ya'er: "Sister Ya'er, work harder, this guy can't be broken!"

In two months, this old and young man inexplicably became a year-old friend, but just looking at her appearance, Meng Mi is indeed very young.

Niuniu was beside her, looking at the long and short blood marks on his body, her small mouth was deflated, and her eyes were already filled with mist, but she was very in awe of the beautiful teacher, and it was not until the green sprouts had vented enough that she came up and gently sighed at the wound on Xiang Yang's body: "Xifu is good, it doesn't hurt..."

Her cute little appearance was so distressing that Xiang Yang finally couldn't hold it anymore, sat up with a smile, and touched her little head: "Master doesn't hurt, Niuniu doesn't cry!"

"Xiao Yangzi, you are getting bolder and bolder!"

Green Sprout bit her lip, looked at the hippie smiling guy, and rubbed her little red hands, a little helpless.

During this time, the barbarians' attacks became more and more fierce, and the entire defense line of Beigefeng was in danger, even the first line had been broken several times, and the fifth and eighth lines had even been disabled.

Only here is Jiasan, with a nail buried in the forefront, which is still as stable as Mount Tai, but even so, there are still more than 10% casualties.

The key lies in the new arrivals.

One of them, capable of driving a winged serpent-like demon beast, can spray venom from high altitudes.

Although this venom is not fatal, as long as it is stained with a little bit, it will be extremely itchy, and it will not stop until the skin is festering and rotten, and it will slowly subside after twelve hours.

There are so many of them that they fly so high that every time they go out, it seems to be drizzling in the air, and unless you get out of the house, there is nowhere to hide.

Ordinary monks have limited vitality, and it is impossible to drive the magic weapon or exercise of the body all the time, but on that day, half of the monks were recruited, and the barbarians took the opportunity to attack, only two hours, the second and fourth fortresses fell one after another, and then turned to the direction of the third armor, and finally fought hard for half a day before repelling.

There are also several tribes that also have their own means, taking turns to fight, and the monks who fight are miserable.

Xiang Yang wandered in front of the battle every day, but there were too many enemies, how could he kill them? So today, he was ruthless, and directly broke into the enemy camp again, and made up his mind to bring down a few sacrificial altars, and the result was very unexpected...

Before he could go deeper, there were three sacrificial souls that woke up directly, although they were not as good as that Jiaojiao, under the deterrence of the Heavenly Dao Consciousness, they could not even exert half of their strength, but after all, they were all immortals, and the power that erupted from the joint efforts was still terrifying.

With just one move, Xiang Yang was knocked away, if it weren't for the fact that his ** strength increased during this time, it is estimated that the last substitute would have to be used.

In the end, it was Yuan Hao who rescued him.

This son of luck sacrificed a great treasure, which directly triggered the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Tribulation was killed, and the three sacrificial souls retreated.

Originally, with Xiang Yang's self-healing ability, a little injury was nothing, and ordinary injuries could be healed between breaths.

But among the three soul sacrifice attacks, one of them contained a certain law technique, which was able to continue to tear damage, resulting in his wound still not healing after more than half an hour had passed.

"I'm not fine, I'm fine! This little injury, just get some sleep, it's a little funny!"

Stuffing the little girl into Lu Ya'er's arms, Xiang Yang got up and stretched, his strong body made a clicking sound, and on his bronzed skin, the blood marks were dense all over the place, but it didn't look terrifying, but it added a different kind of charm to him.

Meng Mi on the side glanced at it quickly, lowered her head again, and put away a few cyan charms in her hand.

It didn't take much effort, the flipped flesh had been put away, the wound was half healed, and these charms were useless.

"You owe me once!"

Yuan Hao still looks cool, during this time, the two have been killing enemies together, and the relationship has eased a lot, but it is estimated that the five elements are incompatible, and they will still say a few words from time to time, and they will have fun bickering.