In the next few days, the barbarian offensive became more and more fierce, facing the enemy who exceeded the expected number of times, the defense line around Beige Peak was precarious, except for the first three, almost everywhere in distress, fortunately, there was a Dharma Protector True Emperor present, he and Yu Hai, Lei Zhen and the three of them ran around with a group of real people, so that the situation could be stabilized.

Xiang Yang did not fight in the past few days, but watched coldly, and after the battle was over, he would find Huquan to ask for a battle report.

In the entire Qitian Mountain Range, all the main defense lines have secret methods to transmit, and every day the battle reports are collected by the Sanqing Plains and then spread to all places, from how many fellow Daoists have been sacrificed and how many barbarian heads have been killed in each place, to the mobilization and reinforcement of the entire Northern Shenzhou, all of which are extremely detailed.

After having Tianyan, Xiang Yang's judgment of details is extremely keen, those battle reports look ordinary people look bland, and even the content of each day is almost the same, they are just some data, but in his eyes, he can figure out many things that others can't observe.

The more closely I looked, the deeper the doubts in my heart became, and the more frightened I became.

In the midst of his sea of knowledge, the entire Qi Tian Mountain Range seemed to come to life, and after a little red light converged, and after all those nodes were connected, an incomparably mysterious dragon rune appeared...

No wonder I can't find any trace of the formation, who would have thought that this entire Qitian Mountain Range is the formation...

However, even from the old pen and the back of the spider, I have never heard of any formation that is so big, and who can have such a big stroke?

This is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

What frightened Xiang Yang the most was that if he arranged the formation in the sea of knowledge, if the key nodes were correct, the Floating Jade Mountain Range was also within this formation, which was one of the dragon's hind claws...

Millions of miles of formation, 10,000 years of essence and blood irrigation, if this formation is activated, how terrifying should it be?

The most important thing is that behind this formation, there are not only barbarians, but also the shadow of the Supreme and even the Holy Land.

The defense line of the Qi Tian Mountain Range was designed by the Eight Desolation Supremes, and those key nodes happened to be the main fortress of each defense line, and it was also the place where the two sides fought most fiercely and sacrificed the most.

With such a tacit understanding, to say that the Eight Desolations Supreme was completely unintentional, the ghost would believe it!

But what exactly did this formation do? What exactly did they want to do? Why did a dignified supreme have such a tacit understanding with the barbarians?

Sometimes, the clearer you see, the more confused you become!

......

"Bud, I feel like I'm going crazy... You say, am I crazy? That's why I have that delusion? That's the Supreme..."

Late at night, after combing through the battle situation of the new day again, Xiang Yang rubbed his face a little weakly and looked towards Lu Ya'er.

His eyes, which had always been resolute, were a little loose and confused, his eyes bulged out, and he would unconsciously turn a few times from time to time, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his face was amazingly white, like a dying fish.

No matter how resolute he is, he is only a young man in his twenties after all, and there is always a limit to what he can bear.

"If you're crazy, I'll go crazy with you..."

Lu Ya'er smiled and pulled him to sit down in front of him, leaned behind him, gently massaging his temples, and between his fingers, a trace of cool vitality poured in.

"If you really want to go against the Supreme, are you afraid?" Xiang Yang pressed her little hand, turned around, and asked very seriously.

"With you, don't be afraid!"

"Probably dead!"

The smile on Lu Ya'er's face remained unchanged at all, and Yun said lightly: "Then I will die with you..."

A smile appeared on Xiang Yang's pale face, opened his arms, and hugged her tightly in his arms: "Then we will die together!"

......

"Xiang Offering, the deceased is gone, the important thing is that we are alive..."

On the hillside in front of the C398 fortress, facing Xiang Yang, who was thunderous, Huquan who came specially persuaded him bitterly, Yuhai and Lei Zhen firmly blocked the front, and on the side, Lu Ya'er gently pulled his arm, holding back his tears, choking and comforting together, but soon he couldn't hold on, and sobbed lowly.

In just half a month, Xiang Yang's whole person has changed, his face is gray, his eyes are red like blood, and he exudes a crazy aura all over his body.

"Those sacrificial altars are horns of each other, and the scale is so huge, the sacrificial souls in them must be extremely powerful, don't act impulsively!"

Huquan looked at the three sacrificial altars in the distance, and felt quite helpless.

The battle situation was too intense, and the continuous operation made those wind system arrays a little unable to support it, and from time to time there would be a little situation, and the casualties in C398 were also increasing day by day.

Here, the cultivators of the Floating Jade Sect had the lowest cultivation, and the casualties were naturally the largest, and in just a few days, more than a thousand disciples of the Floating Jade Sect had lost forty percent.

In the face of such losses, Xiang Yang almost went crazy, rushed into the barbarian camp several times, and returned with bruises all over his body.

Some time ago, the news of the arrival of the Eight Desolation Supremes spread throughout the Qitian Mountain Range, and the morale of the monks was greatly boosted, however, after all, far water could not quench the thirst of the near, and the situation in the area of Beige Peak did not improve much.

In the days that followed, the barbarians threw in more and more troops, and the casualties on the monk's side increased.

Among Xiang Yang's closest brothers, first Zeng Qiu, who died in the self-explosion of a barbarian king, followed by Chu Xuan... Five days later, even Brother Jing died with a barbarian emperor.

In ten days, sixty percent of the monks in the entire C398 have lost their combat power, and almost all the monks of the Fuyu Sect have died on the battlefield.

Yesterday, these three altars brought three new tribes to appear, and the fierceness of the battle rose to another level, even Niu Niu, who was hiding behind the bunker, was hit by a giant spear that bounced from a strange angle after hitting each other, and Fang Niu's soul disappeared.

Xiang Yang sat all night holding the cold body of the little girl, and then went crazy!

"Sanqing has already been summoned, and in a few days, three true emperors will come to reinforcements, and it will not be too late to take revenge... But today, I will never let you break into the camp again!"

Huquan pointed to the three altars: "Look at the scale of the altars, although the three tribes are not royal families, they are not far apart, no matter how brave you are, you will only be sent to death if you go alone... What's the point of needless sacrifice?"

Xiang Yang was still silent, looking at Yu Hai and Lei Zhen in front of him, the two True Monarchs even used the Law Technique in order to stop him, and on the side, there was a Dharma Protector True Emperor standing behind Lu Ya'er, and even Lan Lan and the De family couple had already arrived.

His clenched fists clicked, and he finally walked back in despair.