In the face of this terrifying enemy, Xiang Yang has almost exhausted all his hole cards and computing power, step by step, and now he is finally about to become the final winner, but he still can't take it lightly!

He rushed forward and yelled, "Come on!"

A buzzing sound sounded from the hole that was split by the Heavenly Tribulation, and the Ruyi Stick rushed straight down from above like a dragon, and the confinement beside it had already been swept away by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and this distance was only a moment for the magic weapon.

Before Xiang Yang ran to the sacrificial altar, there was already a black light flashing in his hand, and he didn't think about it, so he directly smashed it towards the crystal skull that was frozen in the air!

Although it was almost impossible for the Sanqing Supreme's divine consciousness to survive under the power of twenty times the instantaneous kill, he still didn't spare any hands in this stick, and directly exploded the power of the ten ancestral dragon nodes.

Behind him, the ancestral dragon phantom rose up, making the old guys who were watching from the side dumbfounded, and involuntarily knelt down in the air.

His caution paid off.

With a 'bang', the crystal skull was directly smashed to the ground with a stick and ground into powder.

However, the next moment, a faint phantom appeared in the skull.

At this time, the Sanqing Supreme was completely delirious, and the soul marks left behind were surprisingly light.

It seems that the gluttony saw the food, and the wishful stick let out a crisp low cry overjoyed, and directly swallowed it, and then a satisfied burp sounded, and Xiang Yang's sea of consciousness received a cheerful consciousness: "Master, it's so delicious, I'm too full to eat, I'm going to sleep!"

"This guy... Am I raising all foodies?" Xiang Yang smiled bitterly and picked up the stick in his hand, which was several times heavier in an instant, and put it away.

Without the help of the machine spirit, this stick will have hundreds of thousands of catties to start, although it is actually nothing to Xiang Yang's current body, but after the outbreak of the ten ancestral dragon nodes, it is inevitable that there will be a period of weakness, and it will be inconvenient at that time.

Before putting it away, he found that on the other end of the stick, a brilliant golden hoop also appeared...

Devouring a supreme fairy, this guy looks like he's going to evolve again.

Everything finally settled, Xiang Yang looked around again, until there was no omission, and then picked up the Sumeru magic weapon that the thunder light had fallen, and then turned to look at the air behind him.

There, the old guy was kneeling in the air trembling, not even daring to lift his head.

"Well, do you see that?"

"Your Royal Highness... No, no, no, I have felt the majesty of the dragon god! From now on, I will be your most faithful servant!"

The old fellow's voice trembled, but there was also a hint of fanatical adoration.

This is the appearance of the beast god! The image of His Royal Highness the prince in front of him was suddenly infinitely elevated in his eyes... Pull it up again... Eventually, it will turn into a majestic mountain!

At this time, even if he was asked to rush into the royal family alone and slaughter all the sacrifices, he would not hesitate at all, the divine envoy, that is the most noble existence of the entire barbarian race, representing the will of the true god, no one can compare!

Xiang Yang looked at him with satisfaction, and sat down with the sacrificial altar.

As soon as the sacrificial seed entered the mature stage, all the energy was consumed, and after the seed burst, it was even weaker, and at this time, countless corals were transmitting a simple collective consciousness to him.

"Hungry... Hungry... Hungry!"

Really...

It's all foodies!

......

After a few moments, the effectiveness of the Ancestral Dragon node wore off, and the after-effects came as promised.

However, it had no effect on Xiang Yang's monk realm, he looked at the big hole above, and then looked at the sacrificial altar beside him that felt a little sluggish, and he directly left a sentence for the old guy: "Wait, I'll send you blood food immediately!"

Then in his admiration and gratitude, he summoned the Wind Treasure Silk and floated up.

With that ancestral dragon phantom deterrent, even a little monk-specific means are nothing, and the old guy will only think that it is a magical power given by the beast god, and there will never be any doubts.

Coming out of the big hole that was split by the heavenly calamity, the peak was full of devastation.

He had just collected the bones of the sixth generation patriarch by the way.

After a few glances left and right, he swept down directly, found a secret and energetic place with good feng shui nearby, sorted out the bones, and carefully arranged the severed limbs, and then buried them.

Then a monument was erected for him.

Two simple words.

Loyalty, bravery!

Loyalty is loyalty to the human race, and courage is the courage to face a strong enemy!

Although I have never met this sixth-generation patriarch, judging from the old guy's intermittent description and the posture of the last bones, this patriarch is definitely worthy of these two words!

Xiang Yang bowed deeply to the tombstone, then got up and left, and returned to the top of the Floating Jade Divine Mountain.

First of all, he took out a lot of demon beast corpses, these are all very well preserved in the clone of Qiankun Ding, as if he had just died, and the essence blood is still abundant, but it can add a lot of energy to the sacrificial altar.

Xiang Yang now regards it as his own, so naturally he can't treat it badly.

As for the old guy, if he hasn't found a suitable replacement for the soul sacrifice for the time being, let him atone for his sins in it first!

At least dozens of demon beasts were dissected, and finally a fairy beast was thrown into the cave, and then there was a sigh of satisfaction.

Xiang Yang summoned the little mountain giant, asked the little guy to help, covered up the top of the cave, and then set up a formation to ensure that nothing went wrong, and then quietly left.

That day was robbed and killed, the entire peak was cut off a thick layer, and the floating jade god pagoda was also destroyed, but I don't know how many monks were present here at that time, and whether the Zeng family and the Sima family also suffered this unwarranted disaster...

Something so big happened, even the Sanqing Supreme was killed here, those three Holy Venerables were most likely already sensed, Xiang Yang must make all preparations and leave immediately!

......

On the Sanqing Plain, something big happened on this day.

A True Emperor who had crossed from Zhongshenzhou with the Eight Desolations Supreme suddenly lost all consciousness and became a living dead!

The Eight Desolations Supreme made a move, but he couldn't find the slightest clue.

His body is unharmed, but his soul mark is gone...

On that day, peeking at the Heavenly Immortal Emperor, falling!

In another place, the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion were gathering together to discuss the war, and Lei Zhen Zhenjun was sitting alone on the side, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Like the Heavenly Immortal Emperor, his soul mark also disappeared inexplicably.

Two strange things followed, and everyone talked about it, and it was rumored that it was a method of the barbarian envoys.

For a while, the entire Sanqing Yuan was shaken, it was a true emperor and a true monarch, who lost his life so silently, what about the others?

However, after all, with the Eight Desolations Supreme in charge, this rumor was quickly suppressed.

And this Supreme didn't seem to care about this matter, and he looked confident, and he went into retreat directly...