The barbarian grassland is tens of thousands of miles in circumference, extremely vast, and further north is the endless snow-capped mountain, where it is said that the Xingchen Mountain, where the sect of the Xingchen Hall is located, is among them.

Jiang Sinan disguised himself as Gray and rode the Red Flame Sparrow with Li Jinlong, and in less than two days, he crossed thousands of miles and was about to arrive at White Horse City, the capital of the barbarians.

The grassland is vast, the sky is high and the earth is far away, there is a vast and vast artistic conception, but now there is no grass on the grassland, all of which are endless snow.

In this vast world, a huge city rises in front of it, the city wall is hundreds of zhang high, mottled and simple, there are traces of time, standing in the endless snow world.

"In fact, the barbarian grasslands are all endless and vast grasslands, and it is difficult to build such a huge city without high mountains and boulders, and it is all with the help of the powerhouses of the Star Hall that this miracle can be achieved. Li Jinlong explained with some emotion.

Jiang Sinan nodded, he knew that the barbarians were actually a loose alliance, and there was no emperor, White Horse City was the holy land of the national capital of the barbarians, and the military and political power of the barbarians was all in the hands of the joint meeting of the eighteen chiefs of the barbarians, the joint meeting of the eighteen chiefs was in charge of the military and politics, and the three major national divisions were in charge of divine power, and they were high.

On the barbarian steppe, the general tribes are not capable of building cities, and only the tribes that have reached a certain strength will build them, among which the tribal city of the eighteen chieftains is also known as the eighteen pearls of the barbarians.

Jiang Zixuan broke eighteen cities in a row that year, referring to the tribal city of the eighteen chieftains of the barbarians, and finally hit the White Horse City, almost annihilating the barbarians.

"Is this White Horse City?"

Jiang Sinan's eyes showed emotion, and he looked at a dilapidated hill in the distance of White Horse City.

"Sendai Mountain, is my father and mother buried there?"

The Red Flame Sparrow flew to the top of Sendai Mountain, Jiang Sinan and Li Jinlong fell, and found that the surrounding area was full of ruins, and the original huge Sendai Mountain was blown up in the battle five years ago, and only the small hill that is now dilapidated remains.

The cold wind around was blowing, and it was biting, like the heroic souls of millions of soldiers roaring, Jiang Sinan was silent, and Li Jinlong was also silent.

"Star Palace, and the Great Elder of the Qianyuan Sect, I must let you repay your blood debts!"

Jiang Sinan let out a low roar in his voice, his fists clenched tightly, and the killing intent in his eyes filled the heavens and the earth.

Li Jinlong stood behind him, looking at Jiang Sinan's somewhat thin back, looking at the powerful killing power flowing from his body, and there was also a light surging in his eyes.

"Let's go, go to White Horse City!"

Jiang Sinan said in a low voice, and together with Li Jinlong, he turned around and went down Sendai Mountain.

Both of them were dressed in barbarian costumes, and they were put into the city without any interrogation at the gate of White Horse City.

The city was bustling with people, the streets were full of burly and majestic barbarians, crowded, and there were shops and liquor shops next to them, all full of customers.

"Young Master, White Horse City is hundreds of miles in radius, and many people have come from all over the world in the past two days, preparing to participate in the barbarians' sacrifice to the heavens!

Li Jinlong explained on the side.

Jiang Sinan glanced at him with a smile and said, "It seems that you still know a lot about White Horse City!"

Li Jinlong's heart sank, he laughed dryly twice, and a lewd smile appeared on his face again.

Jiang Sinan shook his head, didn't delve deeper, and said softly: "Tomorrow is the gift of worshipping the heavens, let's find a place to live first, and tomorrow we can see the opportunity to act!"

The two found more than a dozen inns, all of which were full, and finally settled quietly in a small inn in the middle of nowhere.

After settling down, Jiang Sinan and Li Jinlong were very low-key, and after enjoying the barbarian's rough barbecue and mare's milk wine, Jiang Sinan missed the craftsmanship of the chefs in the palace even more.

On the contrary, Li Jinlong ate with relish and enjoyed it very much, and Jiang Sinan glanced at him with a little meaning.

Jiang Sinan locked himself in the room, refining some elixirs while cultivating, and now it is very easy for him to use two souls, and the divine soul has become more condensed under this continuous training.

Yintang Acupoint, Tanzhong Acupoint and Qi Sea Acupoint, these three major acupoint spaces have been completely filled with pale golden innate true qi, and in his sea of consciousness, the Divine Soul Villain is shining with golden light, sitting in a galaxy, and the three supreme stars around him are shining brightly, and they are extremely bright.

He was not in a hurry to break through, in addition to wanting to continue to deepen his foundation and suppress his cultivation, it was not suitable to break through in this White Horse City.

If you make the vision of the Void Seed Golden Lotus and the Thousand Miles of Chixia Heaven again, it is simply an act of looking for death.

The next morning, before dawn and a few sparse stars hung above the canopy, everyone in White Horse City began to walk towards the inner city, with a fanatical look of worship on their faces.

Jiang Sinan and Li Jinlong also mixed in the crowd and slowly entered the inner city.

The first thing that catches your eye in the inner city is the huge altar that is hundreds of zhang high, exuding a simple and vast atmosphere throughout the body, and it looks majestic.

Around the altar is a huge grassland with a radius of dozens of miles, and outside the White Horse City is a vast snowfall, but here the grass is green, verdant, and exudes a strong spring feeling.

The barbarian people, when they saw this grassland and the altar in the center, had even more fanaticism on their faces, and they all bowed step by step, shouting miracles, and asking for the blessing of the god of the stars and the mother of the earth.

"It's just some small means of the True Heaven Realm, clearing the heavy snow and triggering the wood attribute aura here!" Jiang Sinan saw through the mystery of this place at a glance, a little disdainful, he remembered the back garden of his home, it was really called a miracle, and in the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth were changed, forming a place of aura.

Seeing that everyone around them was kneeling and worshipping, Jiang Sinan and Li Jinlong had no choice but to pretend and mingle in the crowd to worship at the altar.

The ten huge gates of the inner city opened at the same time, and it didn't take long for a large group of people to gather under the altar, a piece of black oppression, stretching for dozens of miles, Jiang Sinan took a look, there were millions of people!

"These are the elites of the barbarians, if these people are wiped out, I'm afraid that the barbarians will not be far from extermination!"

Jiang Sinan thought maliciously.

But he knew that this was impossible, not to mention that in this inner city, under the perception of his divine soul, there was a huge formation shrouded, and there were several auras in it that made him extremely jealous, obviously a powerhouse of the True Heaven Realm.

Even if he had that ability, there were many women, children, and children among the barbarians, and there were many innocent people, and he was not so mad that he couldn't do it at all.

When everyone entered the inner city, ten huge gates slammed shut, and an old, vast, majestic voice exploded in everyone's ears.

"Rite of Heaven Sacrifice, open!"