I Have a City in a Different World

The rune formation of the Promise Sect swallowed up an unknown amount of treasures, and the colorful crystal sand formed by smashing piled up like a mountain.

The accumulation of hundreds of sects for many years has been continuously consumed in this way, which makes people feel extremely distressed after seeing it.

However, if you compare the utilization efficiency, you will be extremely shocked to find that these treasures are really not wasted at all.

Don't just focus on consumption, but also pay close attention to the results in exchange.

During this time, batches of monks were sent to the Rune Array to restore their strength after thawing.

There are at least a thousand elite monks in each sect, and the total number is nearly one million.

Just imagine how much cultivation resources would it take for millions of monks to be promoted to the elite level if they cultivated normally?

It is absolutely astronomical and cannot be measured by data at all.

If you look at the treasures consumed, you can see how powerful this special rune formation has the effect of transforming and utilizing it.

The means of the gods will definitely not be bad. If you don't understand it, it can only mean that there is a problem with your eyesight.

If you don't believe me, just look at the sect masters. Every time they see the rune formation, they will show an indescribably shocking expression.

The sect monks who had regained their strength continued to expand the space under the ice, and each found an area to practice.

Because of the disappearance of memory, the monks forgot the secret techniques they once practiced, and turned into savage barbarians.

Even if they were given divine weapons, they would only be used as fire sticks, attacking the enemy indiscriminately.

The masters of the major sects felt deeply depressed and did not know how to solve this problem.

There are many cultivation techniques in the sect, but the effect of the current teaching is not great, because it requires practice and training, and it is not like an energy infusion.

This bunch of wood knots are really quick to learn things, but they don't know how to be flexible at all.

It is better to teach them martial arts directly than to teach complex techniques, which may be more effective when fighting on the battlefield.

Just when he was at a loss, Tang Zhen taught the secret technique again, which was a solution to the urgent need.

With the sect master as the head, the sect monks act as bones, and the frost and snow of the frozen planet act as flesh and blood.

With the secret technique taught by Tang Zhen, after a combination, it will become a huge ice statue.

This kind of idol is extremely powerful, can multiply the power of all monks, and automatically possesses innate magical powers.

Relying on this special secret technique, the strength possessed by thousands of monks can definitely fight against more than a hundred times the enemy!

The biggest advantage of this kind of secret technique is that it allows low-level monks to do their best and have the opportunity to kill high-level powerhouses.

Instead of becoming cannon fodder, when encountering a strong enemy on the battlefield, he is easily beheaded.

Seeing this set of secret techniques, the major sect masters were shocked, and their hearts were filled with unspeakable emotions.

If it was in the past, if you knew that such a practice existed, you would definitely try to snatch it at all costs.

With such a technique, even a third-rate sect can fight against a first-rate sect.

It is absolutely no exaggeration to say that it is a god-level cultivation technique.

Using it in today's environment directly solves all the problems and doubles the strength of the monks.

"Sure enough, the identities are different, and the things they come into contact with also become different.

If you put it in the past, even if you and I are both suzerains, there may not be such a chance. "

The Wuji Sect Master sighed, his tone full of emotion, and the other Sect Masters nodded in agreement.

Since meeting Tang Zhen, the shock of hundreds of sect masters has continued to emerge one after another.

Help get rid of the bitterness of freezing, suppress the curse of the sea of ​​consciousness, and generously donate the source of God.

Build a rune magic circle that infuses energy, summon powerful monks from Monster Eater City, and sever the palm of the true god in one move!

Mysterious, domineering, and extremely powerful.

It is because of Tang Zhen's existence that the indigenous monks are confident and dare to challenge the powerful monk alliance.

There is no doubt that the strength of the monk alliance is even stronger than the comprehensive strength of the frozen planet, and there are also god-level powerhouses.

But even so, the indigenous monks are still not afraid at all, and they are full of energy to fight with each other!

"His Excellency Tang Zhen gave us a magical technique. Obviously, he has high hopes for us. I hope you don't slack off!"

Sect Master Wuji looked around and said in a slightly excited tone.

"That's natural."

The surrounding Sect Master heard the words and nodded at the same time, a gesture of course.

Without needing too many words, the sect masters immediately dispersed and went to the positions of their respective sect monks.

Although the exercises taught by Tang Zhen are miraculous, they must also be practiced and practiced, so that they can master the operation.

Otherwise, even if the Dragon Saber is in hand, it can only be used as a fire stick, and an extremely precious divine artifact is wasted in vain.

During this period of time, the excavation activities of the major sects have ended one after another, and the elite monks have basically been excavated.

The remaining ordinary monks are now in a frozen state and have not taken the initiative to excavate.

In this special period, I can only make this helpless choice and spend more time to save all the sect monks.

For the living, it is indeed helpless and sad.

In fact, being frozen by ice is not necessarily a bad thing, at least it can avoid this cruel war.

If they win, there will naturally be a moment when they will see the sun again, but if the war fails, the frozen monks don't need to suffer twice.

It's a good choice to keep freezing like this until it turns into nothingness one day.

In front of the huge rune formation, hundreds of sect monks who presided over the operation of the formation opened their eyes at the same time.

At this time, the inside of the rune formation was empty, and the frozen monks had already completed the energy infusion.

"Get ready, close the rune magic circle!"

Hundreds of monks have the same mind, and at the same time, they cast magic tricks and control the rune magic circle to stop running.

The rune formation that had been running for a long time finally stopped slowly, and the dazzling light gradually subsided.

Seeing that everything was calm, hundreds of monks looked at each other with relieved smiles on their faces.

In the process of controlling the operation of the rune magic circle, they did not dare to relax in the slightest, for fear that the magic circle would malfunction in the slightest.

If it is because of his own reasons that the monks are seriously affected, he will be blamed for his death.

Fortunately, from the beginning to the end, there were no accidents, and the monks successfully completed the task.

Without any extra words, hundreds of monks got up from the spot and looked at each other.

"Everyone, please take care!"

Hundreds of cultivators clasped their fists at each other and said cherished each other.

They are all masters who are proficient in rune formations. Now that the mission is over, it is natural to return to their respective camps.

They follow the sect master, prepare for the war, and seek justice for the countless creatures on the frozen planet.

Don't say goodbye this time. After all, the future is uncertain.

If you win, you will be happy when you meet again.

If you fail, you will bury your bones in the icefield and return to your hometown.

Anyway, they have already died once, and the monks have long been fearless about death.

Just after the hundreds of formation masters left, the colorful crystal sand piled up like a desert suddenly trembled.

Soon, a large pit appeared in the central area of ​​the crystal sand, revealing a cultivator who was sitting cross-legged.

If there are treasure hunters here, they must be able to recognize the origin of this monk, it is the iceman slave who followed Tang Zhen.

At this time, the iceman servant has recovered his original cultivation, and turned out to be a monk at the law level.

It's just that his brows were furrowed, his eyes were tightly closed, and his face showed bursts of pain.

It seemed that he had remembered something that made the iceman servant suffer unbearably, as if he was entangled in a nightmare.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't wake up from the nightmare.

Just when he struggled more and more fiercely, a special and strange wave appeared silently around the iceman servant.

Be cautious, walk away at the touch of a button, as cautious as a small beast foraging.

But how did he know that, not too far away, there was a calm gaze looking over.