At the Jiasan fortress, the bonfire on the city wall was blazing, countless monks were waiting, and more than a dozen masters of the Nine Tribulations Period were standing at the front, looking towards the barbarian camp.

"A total of twenty-eight sacrificial altars were launched, and the price... Is it just for the sake of one item?"

A real person of the Three Tribulations looked at the bright and psychedelic light and shadow in the sky, and said in a daze.

Huquan Zhenren went to Jiayi, it is said that there is news of the battle in the original place of Sanqing, and now in addition to Dexin and his wife, there are three Tribulation Real People and more than a dozen First Tribulation and Second Tribulation True Monarch, and even a Five Tribulation True Monarch is in charge.

Compared to the strength of the masters, the area around Beige Peak is respected here.

All this is naturally not because of how important the terrain of Jiasan is, but completely because of the Xiang offering,

Now this most important person has broken into the enemy camp alone without making a sound, something is going to happen, and after the arrival of Xuanhu Zhenjun, none of them will be pleased!

"Lei Zhen Zhenjun, I hope you will take us to the rescue, it will be too late..."

Dexin bowed deeply to Lei Zhen, among these people, she was the one who was most worried about Xiang Yang, if it wasn't for Decheng dragging her alive and dead, she would have broken through alone.

Lei Zhen looked ahead from afar, his brows furrowed: "You have all participated in the Barbarian War, and you should all know the power of the sacrificial altar. It's far away, the Five Elements Spell is useless at all, if you rush into the range of the altar, after the power of the Yuan Infant is exhausted, an ordinary barbarian can chop you into minced flesh and go to die?"

He looked to the side and pointed at a Jurchen: "Han Miao, you can go with me, the ice law technique can still come in handy..."

The second tribulation real person named Han Miao nodded, Lei Zhen directly summoned the magic boat, took her with him, and instructed before leaving: "Xiang Gongzi is not a reckless person, he must have relied on it if he can break into the camp alone, Han Miao and I will go to pick it up, don't act rashly." ”

At this time, Huquan, who was in charge of the third Jia, was not there, although Lei Zhen was not in the edict of this barbaric war, but after all, he was the true monarch of the five tribulations, and naturally he was the master, although the Dexin couple and Mengmi, although they were both scorched, they also knew that what he said was reasonable, and they all bowed their heads.

Different from the tension here, the atmosphere in C398 is different, on the city wall above the fortress, Brother Jing, Zeng Qiu and a few others are sitting around a bonfire, looking at the light and shadow in the distance, talking and laughing.

Brother Jing has now changed his tone and called the boss, while turning one of the beast legs in his hand on the bonfire, he shook his head: "The boss is the boss! Why don't you take me with you..."

"Take you, let the boss take care of you? Those barbarians are said to have some strange abilities, not to mention that you are a Nine Turns, and it is difficult for the masters of the Nine Tribulations to protect themselves in the past, and I haven't seen a few seniors who are very worried..."

After more contact, Zeng Qiu already knew his temper, so he didn't have so many scruples when he spoke, and looked up at the top of the mountain, where there was a rumor on the city wall.

It is said that those barbarians don't know how to use spells, they rely on hand-to-hand combat, and you haven't seen the stick of our boss, so go down with a stick... Boom... Call him a barbarian and a savage, just kill him!"

Brother Jing said that he was up, and he directly dragged the beast's leg and gestured, and drops of shiny grease were splashed everywhere by him, and Zeng Qiu and a few others were busy dodging away.

Compared to those Nine Tribulation masters, these monks of the Floating Jade Sect had a lot of confidence in Xiang Yang.

That one is simply synonymous with miracles, since he has taken the initiative, how can some barbarians be able to stop it?

......

In the barbarian camp, Xiang Yang's situation was a little bad.

Although he was extremely confident in his strength, he was not a reckless person, and as soon as that kind of warning sign came together, he directly withdrew and retreated.

At this time, the barbarians on the side had already squeezed tens of thousands, and the road had already been occupied, and a few giant mengs who came from not far away had gone around the back, and those standing above should also be barbarian emperors.

He rushed away without saying a word, the ruyi stick in his hand turned into a dark cloud, and the barbarians in front of him died when they touched it, and a puff of blood splashed up, and there was nothing to see within a radius of dozens of zhang.

The barbarian was indeed brave, knowing that stepping forward was to send him to death, but no one flinched, and even half of his body was directly smashed by Xiang Yang, and he fell to the ground and took his last breath, reaching out to grab his ankle.

Hundreds of zhang away, he didn't know how many lives he had slaughtered, leaving a long river of blood behind him, but it was soon occupied by the swarming barbarian warriors, and there were moving human heads everywhere, and a pair of beast-like eyes were already red, and they screamed and rushed towards him.

In the crowd, there were also many monsters, and even various birds swooped in the air from time to time, and several newly arrived barbarian emperors even controlled Jumeng to block all his ways.

In this case, no matter how fast he was, it was delayed a lot.

In the air, on the nearest sacrificial altar, a golden light and shadow have quickly condensed like a substance, and most of the body has been extremely clear, it is really a golden dragon, with a lion's mane and antlers, a bull's head and a snake body, hundreds of zhang long, a piece of scale armor is the size of a basin, it seems that he has not woken up at this time, and a pair of eyes are still tightly closed.

As soon as he appeared, Xiang Yang felt a trace of strong coercion, as if his dragon bloodline was suppressed by him, but soon, a light flashed on the ancestral dragon node, directly sweeping away the coercion.

In the distance, on the other sacrificial altars, light and shadow have also been formed, there are birds and beasts, all kinds of types, most of them are still quietly suspended there.

Xiang Yang rushed forward to kill, and looked back at the direction of the sacrificial altar from time to time, only to see that on the altar, several old people with colorful markings on their faces appeared, praying loudly, and many barbarians drove monsters one after another towards it, as long as they approached, there would be a trace of blood on their bodies rising into the air, and they would be directly sucked away by the altar, and after a while, they would turn into dry corpses and fall to the ground.

In just a short moment, within hundreds of zhang around the altar, there were already fallen corpses, and there were even two giant mengs among them.

At the same time, the light and shadow of the golden dragon were almost fully formed, and the tightly closed eyelids squirmed, as if they were about to wake up in the next moment.

"What the hell is this thing? It's not like a real creature, it's like a fairy who has given up his mortal body and transformed his mortal bones, that's the supreme level... However, when it comes to building immortal spirits, isn't it going to soar soon after the tribulation..."

"What's more, if they have such combat power, how can a mere Qi Tian Mountain Range stop them?"