Unlimited Adventures

"I came so soon... Could it be that I lost Mingyueyehuo and Vulcan wanted to let out his anger?"

Looking at the endless mad sand at first glance, with Xiang Yang's current eyesight, looking high, the situation thousands of miles away still has a panoramic view.

Under the night, the colorful lights are extremely brilliant, that is the vision brought by the sacrificial souls with teeth and claws. The sacrificial altars are slowly moving forward in the wind and sand, and countless barbarian warriors densely cover the whole. Skyrim.

"Well, that's..."

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

At the highest point of Qixian City, there are patches of blue light flickering, forming blossoms of green lotus. Among the green lotus, there are faintly four figures standing in the air, but they are blocked by the blue light, not to mention ordinary monks, even Xiang Yang couldn't see the truth.

"This is the Three Sages and the woman Luo Tianxin said? That woman is definitely not Niuniu...but it's strange, why is there such a familiar feeling..."

Xiang Yang frowned, but he never thought of where the familiarity came from.

If he wanted to forcefully spy with his spiritual sense, he could do it naturally, but he was afraid that it would startle the other party, and some of the gains outweighed the gains.

"Let's take a look first, if Vulcan comes, these few will definitely take action, and then they will know..."

Xiang Yang didn't think much anymore, and mixed in the crowd with Luo Tianxin and others, came to the second layer of the city wall, and looked into the distance.

Half of the monks in Qixian City gathered here. They were specially set up for reinforcements. There were also a lot of true emperors. A group of people crowded there. Xiang Yang changed his appearance slightly, and no one cared.

A few miles ahead, a famous Pangu Army soldier dressed in black standard armor was scattered on the front line of the defense, relying on the standard boat, and brought other monks to stand in battle.

In five years, the original first batch of 300,000 Pangu Army has become the backbone. Based on them, more than one million troops have been developed.

After feeling the benefits of cultivating monks into an army, even the Bahuang Supreme had a good impression of this army. After taking office, it did not reduce it, but promoted it more vigorously. It is now one of the most important combat forces in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Those barbarians have come to die again..."

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

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

"Hey, I don't know when the three holy priests will lead us to kill these barbarians... After so many years, we don't know what to do with that mountain gate..."

"Your hometown is also in Western China?"

"..."

Amidst the noise, a rumbling drum sounded.

Before the drums stopped, three figures appeared in the air. In the middle was a middle-aged man with an elegant face. Standing on each side was one person. One of them, Xiang Yang, recognized him as the uncle.

Thousands of monks bowed and bowed, the middle-aged man gently raised his hand and smiled gently: "I'm just here to watch the battle, don't have to be polite, my uncle deputy commander, leave it to you..."

The uncle smiled and nodded, and took a light step forward. There was a floating light flashing under his feet, and he floated down while carrying him. The people have not yet arrived, and they have made orders again and again.

He is now the vice president and deputy commander of the Pangu Army, and he is considered to be more than one person or more than 10,000 people in Pangu, and he is truly high-spirited.

Speaking of it, he is also an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and his mind is far beyond ordinary people. It is just that Xiang Yang has been humiliated severely as soon as he came out of the mountain.

Now that he has regained power, with such a strong backing behind him, he immediately showed a distinctive wrist, which can be called resolute and resolute. In just a few months, he has firmly controlled the Pangu Army. Some of the first batch of 300,000 soldiers were still a little disobedient, but they have now been dispersed and dispatched to other guards to garrison.

At this time, the Pangu army in Qixian City was all in the hands of his cronies. At this time, he gave an order, and all the people responded with a strong momentum.

Uncle Tai lightly stroked his long beard, stood on the high platform in the middle of the front, and waved his hand triumphantly. Nearly a thousand standard French boats turned at the same time, and the blue light spread out like mercury. The anger was forced back a few feet.

In the distance, the horn sounded again, and the speed of the sacrificial altar suddenly accelerated. A huge giant monk carried the altar forward in unison. Although there was a thunderous demon realm separated by a thunderous domain, they could still feel the power of the shaking mountains. .

Five thousand miles, four thousand miles, three thousand miles, two thousand miles...

It wasn't until more than a thousand miles away that the barbarian stopped. In addition to the six hundred miles of thunderous demon realm, this place was just outside the range of the Yuanqi Cannon.

After that, the altars were erected, and the visions emanating from the sacrifice of souls became one piece, facing the city of Qixian.

"The six kings are here..."

Looking at the six towering high altars in the center, the uncle's eyes narrowed, and a hint of alertness appeared on his pale paper face.

After so many years of fighting ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the methods of both sides have been almost touched. Among the barbarians, the strongest combat power is not the barbarian emperors, but the soul sacrifice.

The sacrificial souls in the Baizhang altar basically have a combat power of more than nine calamities. The sacrificial souls of an altar of more than two hundred meters are already at the true emperor level, and the altars of more than five hundred meters have a half-step supreme combat strength.

The strongest is naturally the six royal altars, each of which has a height of thousands of feet. Back then, in North China, the Bahuang Supreme was wounded by the three-headed royal family sacrifice soul and escaped.

Today, in the opposite barbarian camp, there are more than a thousand altars of more than two hundred meters, 12 altars of more than five hundred meters, and all six royal altars.

This is the biggest investment of the barbarians so far. Can it be said that they are really ready to fight a decisive battle?

My uncle smiled coldly. There are three holy priests here. If you really want to die, it would be great. What's more, now that you are in danger and defend yourself, you may not need those three, just lead the Pangu army. Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to beat the opponent’s falling flowers and flow into the water, and to be famous throughout the ages?

......

At the highest point of Qixian City, in the blue light, the three holy masters' expressions were a bit solemn.

At their level, how can they not sense the existence of Vulcan?

More than two hundred years ago, the earth-shaking palm of the fire giant was still in front of his eyes. Even if the existence of the emperor level was severely injured, it is now inexhaustible, and it is not their three small half-step immortals. Contending.

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

If it weren't for the one next to him, I was afraid that it would be difficult to escape at that time.

The boss of the Flash family took a deep breath and looked to his side. His pretty face was still cold and frosty. The star eyes looked far away. There seemed to be nothing in his eyes, and there seemed to be stars circulating and inclusive of everything...

With this person, it should be okay...