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

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

The bud-like bow in front of the boat moved to the outside of the boat along the scaly lines, sliding from time to time, shooting out dazzling silver light.

Around the fortress, countless barbarians were charging forward one after another, but often only halfway through the battle.

In the distance, there were sacrificial altars, but they didn't dare to get too close, the light of the altar could not reach the fortress at all, and without the bonus of the altar, those barbarians could not resist the attack of the magic boat.

This was a one-sided massacre, originally, the Terran monks only needed to hide in the fortress and rely on the attack of the magic boat, they could gradually eat away at the barbarians, but strangely, outside the magic boat, there were figures who broke away from the protection of the fortress and were fighting fiercely with the barbarians in the wild sand.

One spell after another spread out with brilliant light and shadow, and the tall totem poles were also radiant, resisting to death.

However, compared to the orderly attacks of the Terran monks, the barbarians' formation was too scattered, and even with the bonus of the Five Elements Immunity, they could not resist the overwhelming attack.

Nearly a thousand monks formed a neat formation, and slowly advanced with the sound of a low horn.

Every step of them was uniform, each of them was completely integrated into the formation, no matter how tall or low they were, the pace of progress was always as neat as a knife, even if it took the same time to pull out their legs from the rough sand and stones that had not passed their calves.

After two months of fighting, fighting between life and death, these monks already have a real military temperament, and their cooperation with each other is becoming more and more tacit.

Without the help of the Thousand Paths Net Worm, and the time was too short, Xiang Yang did not let them practice the Ten Directions Disillusionment Array, but chose the most basic military formation, the Mixed Yuan Array.

There are not many changes in this formation, there are only three types, one attack, one defense and one movement, but compared to the popular formations of Sancai, Sixiang, and Wuxing in the mountain and sea realm, both the power and the adaptability to the battlefield are too much stronger.

There is no requirement for the number of people in the Mixed Yuan Array, even if two people can form a formation, the same is true for 10,000 people, and the power increases or decreases according to the number of people.

However, after all, the mixed element array is an immortal array, and there are still high requirements for the cooperation between monks, and the fixed position of the three talents, four elephants and other formations, the mixed element array pays attention to the combination of movement and static, which is a formation that is in a state of movement all the time.

The tempering between life and death is often the most effective, after a few months of training in the military camp next to the Immortal City, the soldiers of the Pangu Army can only form a mixed yuan array of about 100 people, but after two months of training on the battlefield, they can already form a thousand people.

At this time, around the fortress formed by the magic boat, a total of dozens of groups of mixed element arrays were advancing, of course, occasional mistakes were inevitable, but under the protection of the Yuan Qi cannon of the rear fortress, the casualties had been reduced to a minimum.

In the two months since the start of the war, the casualties of the 300,000 Pangu soldiers have only been thousands, and the number of barbarians wiped out has been counted in the millions.

At the time of departure, no one thought that an army of only 300,000 would be able to reap such huge results, which was a miracle without the participation of supreme-level masters.

And the biggest key is the 3,000 standard magic boats, which are 3,000 vitality cannons that can be moved anytime and anywhere...

Of course, in the past two months, the consumption of the best Yuan Qi Stone has already made an overlord sect bankrupt, and in the entire mountain and sea realm, it is estimated that only Xiang Yang has this kind of skill.

Who told those four dragon ancestors that the private treasury was too rich...

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In two months, the Pangu army swept through most of the endless wild sands, and had forced the barbarians to the edge of the South China Sea, of course, the underground sandfolk world had no time to take care of it for the time being.

At this time, at a depth of three hundred and thirty miles under the endless sand, in a huge space.

A dozen or so old-haired, barbarian priests were praying reverently, and in the center of them was a ball of fire, one man tall, glowing with a dark red glow.

After a long time, the ball of fire suddenly shone brightly, and when the tongue of fire poked out, an old priest snorted, and the whole person turned into a pile of ashes mixed with grease in an instant, and the priests next to him were not surprised, but the tone of their prayers was a little higher, and finally after kowtowing a few times, they surrounded the ashes.

The ash and grease were scattered on the stone floor several feet in a circle, and the priests looked at it carefully, and in a short time they let out a cry of joy.

One of the oldest priests turned around and bowed to the fireball a few times, then raised a bone staff and roared happily: "The great royal families are coming, the twelve divine beasts are with them, and the good days of those two-legged beasts are over!"

He used the divine language used by priests to spread oracles, and in just three sentences, there were at least a hundred syllables, which seemed cumbersome, but with a strange magic, it began to roll out from this space, and it didn't take long for it to resound throughout the underground world.

Everywhere the gods, all the barbarians cheered, and the morale that had been hit by the defeat after the Terran raid was also instantly high.

......

Somewhere in the underworld, three barbarian emperors armed with totem poles arrive at a place where the Sandfolk tribe live.

They were all covered in brown animal skins, and their exposed skin was covered with mottled totems, and judging from the area of the totems, these three were already high-ranking barbarian emperors.

The tribe was small, but it was also well-stocked, and it also had a small altar.

In the original world of the sand people, only a few large tribes were qualified to have sacrificial altars, and this one was a treasure given by Shenzhou in the advent of this clan, and it would become the foundation of this tribe.

At this time, as soon as the oracle arrived, outside the altar, thousands of sand people were chanting feverishly under the leadership of the sacrifice, and a six-figure barbarian king and a middle-aged priest were standing on the pedestal of the altar, making an enthusiastic speech in barbarian.

These two are the heirs chosen from among the barbarians, and they will stay here in the future to help them become a true barbarian tribe.

The priest was speaking, but the six-figure barbarian king saw the three tall figures behind the crowd, looked at the three-pillar totem carefully, and suddenly his heart jumped, and he hurriedly rushed down the altar and bowed respectfully.

"A few adults... You are..."

On the altar, the priest also closed his mouth, and hurried over to the crowd.

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