Chapter 364 (1/2)

”Are you going to...”

Immortal Huquan's eyes projected far along the line of defense Xiang Yang saw, and he couldn't help taking a breath of air conditioning.

In the distance, the sacrificial altar stands high, surrounded by barbarian soldiers.

Ordinary barbarians are no longer qualified to stand there. Half of the nearly 10000 soldiers are barbarian kings and emperors.

Jumeng's body is too huge. Those pretty emperors have reluctantly abandoned their mounts, but look at the thick totem poles. There are nearly ten pretty emperors there.

Xiang Yang laughed: ”without the golden dragon, these guys are just tujiwa dogs. Well, master Huquan, you're going to have some people. I'm very interested in the sacrificial altar. Take it back and study it well!”

”This...”

Huquan feels a little dizzy.

After ten thousand years of war, many totem poles have been captured, but there have never been booty at the level of sacrificial altar.

Gradually, his eyes lit up.

You know, there is a sacrificial soul in every sacrificial Dharma altar. Even if it is really defeated, the sacrificial soul also has the ability to destroy the Dharma altar. It will never be allowed to fall into the hands of monks. But now, the Golden Dragon sacrificial soul has disappeared. Isn't this the best opportunity? Just

Huquan looked up at the altar and still hesitated.

At the last time, he was also a true emperor level sacrificial soul. When he came to the Xiang priest's hand, he was easy to pack up, but after all, he was only a monk at the end of the pill. It could never be his own strength. Such hindhands are all life-saving tricks, and there will never be many. Does he still have them?

Xiang Yang seemed to know what he thought. He smiled and nodded at him. Huquan was determined and smiled: ”well, it's unprecedented credit to capture the altar. Since ten thousand years of chaos, only the Supreme Master of Sanqing has been comparable to it! If you can really get it, this skill is unique to Xiang worship! Well, Lei Zhenzhen, do you have any opinion?”

How can Lei Zhen have an opinion? He finally left Xiang Yang and didn't even have the courage to do it. Now he's still a little nervous. For fear that he doesn't like it, he nodded again and again.

On the contrary, Xiang Yang pointed to the monks who roared in the air and said, ”in order to protect me, so many fellow disciples are fighting here. You have taken care of me. Even if I have some credit, how can I swallow it alone? Don't mention it again. If I get lucky, it will be the work of the whole Beige peak defense line!”

He bowed around, swung the Ruyi stick in his hand, and jumped up. He was a little surprised. He hadn't noticed it before. At this time, he found that the gold thread on the Ruyi stick had disappeared, and there was a bright gold ring at the place of shaking hands.

”Did you absorb all the fairies? I don't know what more miraculous effects have been added.”

As soon as the idea arose, a young consciousness came from the handshake.