Chapter 1063 Surrounding the Mountain

The ancestral home of the barbarian religion, on the holy mountain.

Different from the previous solemnity, this time is full of a decadent and pessimistic atmosphere.

"In just a few days, the third-line battlefield was defeated one after another. More than half of the army was killed, and 40% of the territory was lost. Even...one of the three major divisions, the Mochizuki Division, has been wiped out!"

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, thinking about the situation: "The combination of an immortal cultivator and a demon monk is indeed a big deal. At this moment, the sword is pointing at the holy mountain of the barbarians!"

This is also not good news for him.

If the barbarian clan is wiped out, even if he can escape, without the support of a big clan, will he still want to enjoy himself in the cultivation world in the future? It's just a joke!

The subjugated people, no matter where they are, will not get any good looks.

"If the barbarians are really defeated, they will have to change their appearance in the future and pretend to be the side of the cultivators. Fortunately, after the thunder disaster, there is indeed no difference."

Under the thunder calamity, all living beings are equal, and after passing through, the magical powers and mana are very close.

Even monsters and the like, as long as they survive the complete catastrophe, they can also become real humanoids!

At this time, when he looked around, he saw a dense army at the foot of the holy mountain, and the battle pattern formation was directly revealed in the air. The entire holy mountain had become a large army camp.

"The location of the next big war is here."

Fang Yuan took a deep breath.

The ancestral home of the barbarians is the holy land in the minds of all the barbarians. If this place also falls, the blow to the barbarians will be truly incomparable.

"However, if the righteous and the devil join forces, even if it's just some second- and third-rate forces, the overall strength is already twice that of the barbarians. What can we do to resist it?"

Fang Yuan couldn't help looking towards the top of the holy mountain, where the palaces of several barbarian ancestors were located.

"How? Have you ever been afraid?"

After an unknown amount of time, Mohe appeared beside Fang Yuan and asked calmly.

At this time, the old aura on this swordsman was even stronger, almost dead.

"you……"

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yingchou Gorge was defeated, and we had to fight with all our strength one after another...cough cough...compared with the fate of our family, it is nothing!" Mohe said with a bearish attitude: "But I want to tell you a piece of news, everyone The Great Patriarch is not very optimistic about this battle, and has already started preparing fire to escape."

"Looks like... I'm not here!" Fang Yuan replied thoughtfully.

"Indeed, the real fire of a big clan is far beyond your imagination. First-grade totems and extraordinary understanding... are the most basic requirements, and the resources poured into them are also the last foundation of our barbarian clan..."

Mohe said with a sigh.

Fang Yuan had no doubt that there might be immortal artifacts on these tinders!

After all, they are the future hope of the barbarians.

As long as there is a peerless genius who can rise up, the ethnic group will definitely be rebuilt in the future!

This is the way of heaven in the universe of this world - the strongest decides everything!

"Wait a minute... From this point of view, the bamboo must be among them..."

Fang Yuan's heart moved: "Originally, it was just a dharma figure suspected to be a candle dragon, but now, we need to add the last secret treasure accumulated by the ethnic group... Those resources must be the most suitable for life preservation and cultivation, and I need it very much." '

If the ancestors of the barbarians knew that these resources for the fire would bring them disaster, they would not know what expression they would have.

But in front of outsiders, Fang Yuan naturally wouldn't show it. He just said calmly: "My aptitude is not extremely high, and I can't bring hope of revival to the clan. It's normal for the higher-ups to think so."

"Oh? Then what are your real thoughts?" Mohe's eyes were burning.

"Let's wait a hundred years before we come to see it!" Fang Yuan was filled with pride.

"Okay! This is my disciple!" Seeing this, Mohe couldn't help but nodded in relief: "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements for my teacher. Although you are not the core seed, you still have other tasks, so you don't have to participate in the final battle on the holy mountain." gone."

Obviously, this final holy mountain battle must be extremely cruel and the death rate is extremely high.

If you don't participate, it's a beautiful thing that many people can't ask for.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Fang Yuan was not so excited. There has never been a free lunch in the world. If he can avoid this pit, he may not be able to avoid the other one.

"Arranging the fire to abscond was arranged by Man Zu himself, and we shall not bother..." Mohe said with a serious face: "But apart from these fires, there are still a few suspicious tactics. Cover one of them!"

"Substitute? The danger is not much better than the Holy Mountain War, even higher!" Fang Yuan smiled wryly.

"Staying on the holy mountain, there are almost ten deaths, but going down the mountain is a near death, how do you choose? You can do it yourself!" Mohe waved his long sleeves.

"Since that's the case, I'll be a substitute!"

Fang Yuan nodded, with a deep look in his eyes.

'The probability of a peerless genius in the Faxiang Realm is too small. He should not crash a car. There is a high possibility that it is the young man 'Zhu'! '

‘Since that’s the case, of course I’m going to get in, at least to find out some news! '

...

The top of the holy mountain.

The ancestors of the five great barbarians gathered together, all of them looked gloomy.

Besides Mantong, Manhuang, and Manjue, there are also Patriarch Heiyuan and Patriarch Xuri.

At this time, the ancestor Heiyuan who was dressed in black said tragically: "The immortal methods of the Lihunzong are really powerful, and they have the most precious treasures. The ancestor Xiyue fell because of this, it is really..."

Several other ancestors also felt sorry for each other: "It seems that... outside practitioners are indeed going to completely destroy us!"

Immortals go through the thunder calamity, live as long as the sky, how carefree and carefree it is?

And how noble is the status of sitting in the clan, or becoming the elder of the sect?

But at this time, even they will perish. It is obvious that those cultivators have made up their minds to wipe out the barbarians!

"One hundred thousand mountains are our roots. Damn outsiders insist on occupying this place..." Patriarch Manjue gritted his teeth: "I will preside over the holy mountain right here, and I will fight to the death without retreating!"

"No, no! At this time, the preservation of vitality should be the first priority!" Ancestor Xuri said: "We have hand-picked two fire seeds each, and we are ready to send them out. Each of us is matched with a few confusion teams, so we should be able to retain some vitality, but one The rise of the tribe, the most important thing is to look at the strongest among them!"

"The words of the rising sun are indeed mature and prudent!"

The patriarch Mantong said indifferently: "Don't think about victory, think about defeat first, so as not to be fatal in one blow, and there is still the possibility of a comeback... But my barbarian spirit is still there, on this holy mountain, we must do it!"

These immortals wanted to escape, but few of them could stop them, and they could even bring some deified and disciples with them.

However, abandoning the holy mountain without fighting? The arrogance of the barbarians will inevitably drop to an unbearable level, and the latecomers will not be able to clean up no matter what.

Besides, the barbarians think they still have some trump cards, so they might not be able to reach a stalemate with the practitioners.

Therefore, the barbarian patriarchs present, even if they did something second, were actually still reluctant to leave, leaving their homes and wandering around the world.

"Okay! Let's let go and kill once!"

Absolutely laughed.

"Since that's the case, then follow what you, the barbarian, said!"

Hei Yuan and Xing Sun didn't object either, anyway, they still had confidence in their ability to save their lives, and they were still very confident in breaking out if they couldn't do anything.

"In that case, what if we don't open that seal?"

Man Tong looked around, with a hint of mystery on his face suddenly: "Practitioners from the outside world think that we are a paradise, and want to hide here to escape the evil, hehe... as everyone knows, how ridiculous this is!"

"hiss……"

Several great patriarchs gasped at the same time, and it was a great secret to make an immortal like this: "You actually want to do this... But in this way, maybe our 100,000 mountains of barbarians will be completely turned into a paradise for heavenly demons!" !"

"If the 100,000 mountains are still the place where our barbarians live, then whoever does this will be a sinner!" The ancestor Mantong stepped forward: "But if the 100,000 mountains are about to change hands, why should we think about the people who come later?" ?”

He seemed to know that this matter was of great importance, so he didn't insist on going his own way: "However... everything still depends on the evolution of the battle situation. If we can reach a stalemate or win a small victory, I will naturally not do this, but if we really wait until the day of genocide, we still have to What are your scruples?"

"It's feasible, but before that, I'd better take it out and threaten the outside practitioners... Maybe there will be a turnaround!" the barbarian emperor said with his jaw.

The real threat is not after casting it, but when holding it in your hand!

These immortal ancestors naturally deeply understand this truth.

...

Time flies, and with many bad news, the seven days are fleeting.

The armies of the righteous and the devil fought like a broken bamboo all the way, and finally met at the foot of the holy mountain. The cultivators were densely packed like locusts, no less than two hundred thousand.

When the barbarians on the holy mountain saw this scene, their complexions changed drastically, and their hearts were devastated.

"Tsk tsk... an army of 200,000 cultivators, besieging and killing tens of thousands of elite barbarians guarding the mountain... Rivers of blood must flow on the holy mountain!"

Far away, Fang Yuan couldn't see the holy mountain at all, but he could feel the terrifying aura, and couldn't help but sigh.

"maybe……"

In the white jade ring, Jin Yuan's voice came out: "Ordinary people can cut off water and food when using soldiers, but cultivators don't have such worries... Unlike the previous camps, the holy mountain is a lair that has been run by barbarians for thousands of years. The law is as solid as gold, and there is absolutely no flaw in it, and it is very troublesome for practitioners to kill it... What's more... Do you think that the barbarians have occupied the 100,000 mountains for many years, and only five or six immortals are on the surface?"

"That's right, there must be some hole cards, but I don't know if it can shock the practitioners outside!"

Fang Yuan smiled: "Staying in the holy mountain is like catching a turtle in a urn, but we are looking for a chance to survive, and we are fleeing outside, and we have a narrow escape! However, I still like to be more active, at least I control my own life and death!"