"But I've figured it out. That place looks special. Isn't it said that the drought demon passes through the red land thousands of miles away? Not to mention that there is a drought demon living there." Zuo Zhuzhi wiped his sweat and sighed.
Tang Jinshan laughed and scolded, "Crow's mouth, how can you hide at this stall?"
The area as far as the eye could see was very empty, and it was very easy to be discovered. Everyone used their own methods, including invisibility charms and escape techniques, and soon they were all gone.
Zhan Changfeng used unintentional skills to reach the ancient city one thousand meters at a time. The city wall was covered with a thick layer of gravel. It looked like a gray-yellow earthen fortress. Even the main entrance and the side door were covered. She also
Too lazy to find the door, he jumped onto the hundred-foot-high city wall.
Looking down, half of the city was submerged in sand and rocks, making it difficult to tell which was which.
Zhan Changfeng would not just stand on the city wall as a target and randomly fall on a roof. The roof has long been corrupted and it is easy to break a hole into the house.
The room was very dull, and the light beams coming from the holes were filled with accumulated dust. It was strange that it was so hot outside, but there was something cold inside, like a tomb that had been suddenly opened, and a cold air rushed into my heart.
"What do you think?" Ran Nian appeared.
"The traces of life here are not like those of ordinary creatures." There are cases, futons, books and pens in the house. Although it will weather when touched, it can still be seen that they are intelligent creatures, but there is no stove or cup.
If it is said to be a residence for monks, there are no futons for meditating and a clean room for practicing.
Zhan Changfeng walked into an inner room. The wall on the right collapsed due to the force from outside, and half of the sand and stone poured in.
She scanned it with her consciousness and found something standing still in the pile of sand and stones. Even the wall next to it collapsed, and it still persisted stubbornly on the ground.
The strong wind blew away the fan in the clouds and swept away the sand and stones, revealing something. It was a bronze lamp that looked like a crane, standing on one foot on the ground, lifelike.
Rannian was surprised and walked over to move the lamp. The sound of gears turning followed, and a hole appeared in the ground.
The two of them went down and saw a stone room at the bottom with a coffin in the center.
Ran Nian pushed open the coffin lid, revealing a shriveled zombie, skin to bones, without even corpse energy. It was impossible to resurrect.
Zhan Changfeng said from the side, "It seems that this is the city of the Zombie clan."
The zombies are trained with blood, essence, and moonlight. It can be imagined that when they first arrived in this space, they had a carnival, turned this space into a corpse raising ground, and built their own city, but it took a long time.
There are no other living beings to provide blood and essence, and the sun and the moon are very ignorant and cannot practice, so they can only escape the years by sleeping.
Some may still wake up, while others may simply fall asleep to death.
"So, the buildings above are where daily activities are carried out, and the really important place is underground?" Ran Nianchou said, "We won't have to dig up the entire city."
The city is so hot that it seems to melt people away, and even the air has become viscous, which is most likely the source of the heat.
Zhan Changfeng shook his head, "There were quite a few people who came in before us."
When she finished speaking, a strong power fluctuation came from the southeast, and it was obvious that someone was fighting.
"You came just in time." Rannian and Zhan Changfeng looked at each other and sneaked there without leaving any trace.
The heat was getting stronger and stronger, as if it turned into fire and licked the skin. As they passed by, they saw many monks being forced out of their bodies, walking alone in the heat, and strangely they did not make any move to each other.
Later, people only glanced at it.
"This place is really weird." Ran Nian said this, but he was not timid at all. His body turned into an afterimage and flew towards the center where the heat was gushing out, making outsiders' eyebrows jump.
These monks looked the same on the surface, but in fact they were using most of their strength to resist the erosion of the flames. Every step they took was slow and solemn. Seeing the speed of Ran Nian, they couldn't help but sigh. I'm afraid this fight is no longer their own business.
They all came on behalf of their respective forces. Some of them relied on their leaders to already enter, so they simply set up their stance in the middle of the road to block the people behind. It would take too much effort to do it, but they can set up formations and traps.
Zhan Changfeng did not go with Ran Nian. She was two small realms behind Ran Nian and could not ignore the heat. While activating the Nanli Bingding fire energy in her body to assimilate the fire power, she hurried on her way leisurely, and she did not pass a certain distance.
, they saw seven or eight monks sitting cross-legged on a pile of sand. On the roof, behind them was a large formation.
"I am sitting at the seat of the Marquis of Zhe Gui. My name is Linyuan. If you want to pass here, you must pass through the formation first!" He put a fly whisk in his hand for the Linyuan Taoist priest and closed his eyes without lifting his eyelids.
"It's the fifth-grade ten-direction flame array."
"It's so vicious. You actually took advantage of the peculiarity of the environment here to add fuel to the fire. I'm afraid even a person with a Dzogchen cultivation level won't be able to pass it."
Many monks looked at the fire formation helplessly, unable to advance or retreat, and full of unwillingness.
While Zhan Changfeng was still observing the formation, a sturdy monk with a big black sword on his shoulder walked steadily over, "Your Majesty Jinyi, Xing Mang, come and break the formation!"
Xing Mang stepped into the formation. Outsiders could not see his figure and could only wait secretly.
Zhan Changfeng looked interesting, not because he broke into the formation, but because their call was very similar to the two armies calling for formation before a mortal war.
This is indeed called a formation.
She had looked at most of the books in the sociology department, and among them was a code of war.
The Great Destruction War 90,000 years ago involved all realms of the Nine Heavens. Various Taoist lineages almost brought Jiutian to a standstill. Since then, the great emperors of the Nine Heavens and the ancestors of various Taoisms have established war codes, which have appeared in the three thousand worlds to standardize the order of war.
, and at the same time set up the Tiandao Alliance to supervise it.
This code is mainly used to protect the rights and interests of the small world, limit the combat methods and strength levels of the warring parties, and deal with the relationship between the warring parties and the neutral parties.
One of them is about war etiquette, such as declaring war. When one or both parties issue a declaration of war or an ultimatum, it is considered the beginning of war.
The beginning of the war also represents the severance of all parties in diplomacy and economy. At present, all the princes in Zangyunjian, except for Qi Beihou and Wei Minghou, have officially established hostile relations. The others are testing the edges of war and have not completely broken up.
Under this situation, the representatives of the princes and forces maintained the proper etiquette. Although they were nestled in this closed space and there were some frictions, they did not really make a killing move (at least on the surface). The fundamental reason was to balance the interests and harms.
Relationship, after all, fighting each other to the death under these conditions is equivalent to dying together.
Not long after, loud laughter came from the formation, and a ray of light broke through the formation and sped away.
Linyuan Taoist priest waved his fly whisk. This array could not trap him, so he could only let him go.
Before Linyuan Taoist Priest could resume his fire array, a black mist accompanied by strong winds blew the people on the road away, holding their heads.
"Go! I'll take this road!"
An old man with disheveled hair and rags holding a three-foot-long big cattail leaf fan stood in the black mist, making it difficult to see his figure.
Linyuan Taoist Priest's mind was racing, and he couldn't find the corresponding person from all the princes and subordinates. "Who are you? Tell me your name!"
The old man in ragged clothes did not register his number or tell him where he came from, which made everyone look even more solemn.
Most of the people who are wasting their time here are those with poor foundation building skills. Knowing that they can't get close to the front, they stumble each other and reduce the opponents of their own family members who are already in front. However, this old man in rags clearly has the foundation building perfection.
With her strength, instead of looking for opportunities ahead, she blocked the road halfway and looked at her posture to block everyone. Who gave her such a big appetite.
Did Zhan Changfeng know that there were at least three Foundation-Building Perfection Perfectionists on the old man's side, and the other two were nowhere to be seen, so he might have been one step ahead.