The third thousand one hundred and seventy-three chapters God for help
The traces of war on the frozen planet were quickly covered up by ice, snow and frost.
Only the severed palm of the god turned into a huge mountain peak, as if it was about to scratch the sky.
It is this giant divine palm that silently reminds everyone that this is a dangerous place.
The space of Wuji Sect under the 10,000-meter ice cap has expanded greatly, and there are moving figures everywhere.
The thawed sect monks are now gathered here and are being infused with the energy of heaven and earth.
This method of forced indoctrination is actually very brutal and brutal, and can easily kill someone.
Even the sect leaders of major sects do not dare to do this because they simply do not have the ability.
But with Tang Zhen's help, things became much easier.
The huge rune array is now operating at full speed, generating heaven and earth energy that is so rich that it is almost liquefied.
When a monk enters the rune circle, he will be infused with the energy of heaven and earth, thereby restoring his original strength.
Just like continuously inputting high-pressure gas into a bottle full of cracks, the bottle will 100% not be able to withstand it and burst.
But in the rune circle, the bottle that was bound to explode would complete the infusion safely.
Dangerous high-pressure gas will be converted into liquid form and can repair broken bottles.
The more energy of heaven and earth is instilled, the stronger the bottle will become.
In this case, the strength of the frozen monk will be restored and even enhanced to a certain extent.
The frozen monk benefited from this, got rid of his dazed state, and vaguely recalled the origin of his identity.
Of course, the memory of most monks has completely disappeared, and there is no possibility of recovering it.
Under the leadership of the major sect masters, these frozen monks were very honest, as stupid as puppets.
Under the leadership of the major sect leaders, they dug treasures everywhere to maintain the operation of the rune array.
As time goes by, more and more places on the frozen planet are dug into deep holes by indigenous monks.
Such an unscrupulous scene was seen by the Monk Alliance and the major star islands, and naturally they felt uncomfortable.
The Frozen Planet is the territory of the Monk Alliance, and it has supreme management authority, but now it is trampled on by a group of indigenous monks.
Such behavior is equivalent to a severe slap in the mouth.
In addition, not long ago, the Monk Alliance suffered serious losses, which led to a series of changes, and WeChat fell to the extreme.
The hearts of the alliance monks are now filled with anger, and they desperately hope to get revenge.
It’s just that the high-level monks of the alliance have not made any movement so far, and they don’t know what they are thinking.
Most of the monks believe that the trauma they encountered last time was too severe and they have not recovered yet.
The most crucial point is that there are also gods sitting behind these indigenous monks.
If you are not absolutely sure of defeating the opponent, no matter how many alliance monks are sent to join the battle, the final result may be a disastrous defeat.
The last war is the best example.
The alliance has never suffered such a disastrous defeat in so many years, and it will take who knows how many years to make up for the losses.
The monk alliance will definitely not take action until it has enough confidence, but will slowly wait for the right time.
Other Star Islands who were watching were also very dissatisfied.
Star Island, which was evacuated due to this incident, asked the Monk Alliance for compensation, but was rejected.
According to the monks' alliance, their evacuation was not an official requirement, and they could only bear the consequences themselves.
The monks' alliance refused to admit their fault, and these star islands had no choice but to admit that they were unlucky in the end.
There were also some star islands that secretly explored the Borderlands, but were severely punished by the Monk Alliance.
This double standard practice caused extreme dissatisfaction among those Star Islands, who believed that the Monk Alliance was bullying the weak.
But facing the powerful alliance of monks, there were too many monks and there was nothing we could do but grit our teeth and endure it silently.
But the dissatisfaction in my heart has accumulated more and more.
All the Star Islands are waiting to see how the monk alliance, which has always been strong and domineering, will survive this crisis.
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The Star Island of the Monk Alliance is the largest in the Nebula Sea and is almost the same size as a small planet.
It is said that the history of this star island is more than hundreds of thousands of years, maybe even millions of years.
It has such a huge size because this special super star island once swallowed up countless resources.
It is said that in the past years, all the star islands that fought against the Monk Alliance were eventually swallowed up by this behemoth.
The Monk Alliance fights against the Star Sea Bandits every year. It is said that the final fate of those guys is that they are eventually swallowed up by the Star Island.
Within the Monk Alliance, there is a group of monks responsible for raising and preparing food for Star Island.
This situation is common. The more powerful the star island is, the more benefits the monks will get.
More than half of the income of many Star Islands is used to buy various foods, but they also support many casual cultivators and small sects.
In the core area of this alliance star island, hot magma is rolling, and piles of items are pouring down the passage.
Most of these dumped items are precious ores, and are also mixed with some natural and earthly treasures.
Because they have so much money that they can never spend it all, the monks' alliance never shows any stinginess when buying food.
He has always bought whatever is easy and expensive, and he can be called the most generous buyer in the Nebula Sea.
No one knows that there is actually a special space hidden in the core area of the new alliance island.
The space is opened using special means, which can block all detection from the outside world. Even gods cannot easily sense and see through it.
This special space is the home of the alliance gods.
In this special space, seven huge chairs float, exuding a majestic atmosphere.
Of the seven chairs, six are now empty.
There is also a huge chair with a huge figure on it, exuding a terrifying aura.
This figure has three heads and six arms, with sharp horns on its head and eyes all over its body.
His body is sitting on a chair, one of his palms has disappeared, and there is a white flame burning at the wrist, making it impossible for a new palm to grow.
Uncontrollable anger radiated from this figure, but was quickly suppressed.
This situation has been repeated over and over again, and I don’t know how long it lasted.
After an unknown amount of time, the figure on the chair seemed to have finally made up his mind.
He cast a special spell, a whirlpool appeared in front of his eyes, and then an object was thrown into it.
After completing this step, the Alliance gods finally fell silent and seemed to start waiting quietly.
I don't know how long it took, but a shadow appeared on one of the chairs.
"What summons you?"
The figure spoke, seemingly across endless time and space, and asked in a cold voice.
"Changes have occurred on the frozen planet, unknown gods have arrived, and the indigenous monks have gradually awakened.
I fought with the opponent, and one of my palms was cut off to confirm that I was not my opponent..."
In the shortest words, the God in charge explained the cause and effect clearly.
The other party was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking.
"The frozen planet cannot be lost, but due to special reasons, we cannot return to the original work now.
If you just stay patient for a while and maintain the current situation, we should be back soon.
At that time, no matter where that god comes from, he will definitely die!"