"It's coming so soon... Could it be that he lost the night fire of the dark moon, and the god of fire wants to spread his anger?"

Looking at the endless wild sand at first glance, with Xiang Yang's current eyesight, he looked high, and the situation thousands of miles away was still in full view.

Under the night, the colorful light was extremely gorgeous, it was the vision brought by the sacrificial soul with teeth and claws, and the sacrificial altars were slowly moving forward in the wind and sand, and countless barbarian warriors densely covered the entire sky.

"Well, that's..."

Suddenly, Xiang Yang's heart moved, and he turned to look back.

At the highest point of Qixian City, there were pieces of blue light flickering, forming a flower of green lotus and staggering, among the green lotus, there were faintly four figures standing in the air, but they were blocked by the blue light, not to mention ordinary monks, even Xiang Yang couldn't see the true face.

"This is what Luo Tianxin said about the Three Holy Venerables and that woman, right? That woman is definitely not Niu Niu... But it's strange, why does it feel familiar..."

Xiang Yang frowned, but no matter how he thought about it, he never remembered where that familiarity came from.

If he wanted to forcibly use his divine sense to snoop, he could naturally do it, but he was afraid that he would alarm the other party, and some of the gains outweighed the losses.

"Let's take a look first, if the god of fire comes, these people will definitely have to make a move, and then you will know..."

Xiang Yang didn't think much about it, and took Luo Tianxin and the others to mix in the crowd, came to the second layer of the city wall, and looked into the distance.

Half of the monks in Qixian City are gathered here, and they are specially set up for reinforcements, and there are quite a few True Emperors, and a group of people are crowded there, Xiang Yang has slightly changed his appearance, and no one cares.

A few miles ahead, a soldier of the Pangu Army, dressed in black standard armor, was scattered at the forefront of the defense, relying on the standard magic boat, and waiting for the other monks.

In five years, the original first batch of 300,000 Pangu troops had become the backbone, and based on them, more than one million troops had developed.

After feeling the benefits of the armyization of monks, even the Eight Desolation Supremes had a good impression of this army, and after coming to power, they did not reduce it, but promoted it more vigorously, and now it is one of the most important combat forces in the immortal cultivation world.

"Those barbarians are looking for death again..."

"A few days ago, in the No. 6 garrison, the Holy Venerable scared them with just one blow, and they didn't even give up. ”

"A barbarian is a barbarian, no different from a beast, how can he have any brains?"

"Alas, I don't know when the three Saints will be able to lead us to kill these barbarians... After so many years, we don't know what happened to our mountain gate..."

"Your hometown is also from Xishenzhou?"

“......”

In the midst of the uproar, there was the sound of rumbling drums.

Before the drums stopped, three figures appeared in the air, in the center was an elegant-looking middle-aged man, one person stood on each side, one of them Xiang Yang recognized, it was the uncle.

Tens of thousands of monks bowed down and bowed, and the middle-aged man raised his hand lightly and said with a gentle smile: "I just came to watch the battle, no need to be polite, Uncle Tai, I'll leave it to you..."

Uncle Tai smiled and took a light step forward, and there was a floating light flashing under his feet, carrying him to float and fall, and before the person arrived, he had already announced the order again and again.

He is now the vice president and deputy marshal of the Pangu Army, and he can be regarded as one person above 10,000 people in Pangu country, and he is really high-spirited.

Speaking of which, he is also an old monster who has lived for 10,000 years, and his mind is far beyond ordinary people, but as soon as he came out of the mountain, Xiang Yang was humiliated fiercely, and his mentality was a little unbalanced, and his actions were a little unbalanced.

Now that he is back in power, he has such a tough backer behind him, and he immediately showed a unique skill, which can be called vigorous and resolute, and in just a few months, he has firmly controlled the Pangu army, only the first batch of 300,000 soldiers still have some disobedience to orders, and now they have been scattered and assigned to other garrisons.

At this time, the Pangu army in Qixian City was all in charge of his cronies, and at this time, when an order was given, everyone immediately responded together, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Uncle Tai stroked his long beard, stood on the high platform in the middle of the front line, and waved his hand proudly, nearly a thousand standard magic boats turned at the same time, and the blue light spread out like mercury, forcing the demonic qi outside the wall back a few feet.

In the distance, the sound of the horn sounded again, and the speed of the sacrificial altar suddenly accelerated, and a huge giant Meng carried the altar and walked forward in unison, although there was a thundering demon domain apart, but he could still feel the power of the earth shaking the mountains.

5,000 miles, 4,000 miles, 3,000 miles, 2,000 miles...

It wasn't until more than a thousand miles away that the barbarians stopped, plus the six hundred miles of the Thundering Demon Domain, which was just outside the range of the Yuan Qi Cannon.

Subsequently, the altars were erected on the ground, and the visions of the sacrificed souls were connected, and they were far away from the Immortal Prayer City.

"The six royal families are here..."

Looking at the six towering altars in the center, Uncle Tai's eyes narrowed, and his pale face showed a hint of vigilance.

After so many years of fighting, the means of both sides have been touched, and among the barbarians, the strongest combat power is not those barbarian emperors, but the sacrifice of souls.

The sacrificial souls in the hundred-zhang altar basically have more than nine tribulations of combat power, and the altar of more than two hundred zhang is already a true emperor level, and the altar of more than five hundred zhang is a half-step supreme combat power.

The strongest, naturally, is the six royal altars, each of which has a height of thousands of zhang, when in the Northern Shenzhou, the Eight Desolation Supremes were injured by the three-headed royal family sacrifice soul and escaped.

Now, in the camp of the barbarians opposite, there are more than 1,000 altars of more than 200 zhang, 12 altars of more than 500 zhang, and all six royal altars are also there.

This is the largest investment of the barbarians so far, could it be that they are really ready to fight a decisive battle?

Uncle Tai smiled coldly, there are three saints here, it would be better if you really wanted to send them to death, not to mention, now that you are in danger, maybe you don't need those three, just by leading the Pangu army, you can beat the other party to the ground, and then you will be famous for eternity, isn't it happy?

......

At the highest place in the Immortal Prayer City, in that blue light, the faces of the Three Holy Venerables were a little solemn.

At their point, how could they not sense the existence of the god of fire?

More than two hundred years ago, the earth-shattering palm of the fire giant was still in front of him, it was an emperor-level existence, even if it had been hit hard, now there was not one in a hundred strengths, and it was not something that these three small half-step earth immortals could compete with.

A master of this level, even if the three brothers are tied up, they may not be opponents!

If it weren't for the person next to me, I was afraid that it would be difficult to escape.

The boss of the flash family took a deep breath and looked to the side, his pretty face was still as cold as frost, his starry eyes looked into the distance, his eyes seemed to be empty, and there seemed to be stars circulating and embracing all things...

With this one here, it should be fine...