The Wuji Sect's rune array swallowed countless treasures, and the colorful crystal sand formed by the smashing piled up like a mountain.
The years of accumulation of hundreds of sects are constantly being consumed like this, which makes people feel extremely distressed when they see it.
However, if you compare the utilization efficiency, you will be extremely shocked to find that there is really no waste of these natural materials and earthly treasures.
You can’t just focus on consumption, but also look closely at the results obtained.
During this period, batches of monks were sent to the rune array to regain their strength after being thawed.
The number of elite monks in each sect is at least a thousand, and the total number is nearly one million.
Just imagine how much cultivation resources would be consumed if these millions of monks were to be promoted to the elite level through normal cultivation?
It is an absolutely astronomical figure and cannot be measured using data at all.
Looking at the natural materials and earthly treasures consumed, we can see how powerful the transformation and utilization effect of this special rune array is.
The methods of the gods are definitely not that bad. If you can't understand it, it only means that you have a problem with your eyesight.
If you don't believe it, just look at those sect leaders. Every time they see the rune array, they will show indescribable shocked expressions.
The sect monks who had recovered their strength continued to expand the space under the ice and each found an area to practice.
Because of the disappearance of their memories, the monks forgot the secret techniques they once practiced and became barbarians with no strength.
Even if they were given divine weapons, they would only use them as fire sticks to attack the enemy indiscriminately.
The heads of the major sects feel deeply depressed about this and don't know how to solve this problem.
The sect has many cultivation techniques, but the effects taught now are not very effective, because it requires practice and tempering, and it is not like energy infusion that can be achieved overnight.
These idiots learn things very quickly, but they don't know how to be flexible.
Rather than teach them complex spells, it is better to teach them martial arts directly, which may be more effective in battlefield confrontations.
Just when he was at his wits' end, Tang Zhen taught the secret technique again, which solved his urgent need.
With the sect master as the head, the sect monks serve as the bones, and the ice, frost and snow of the frozen planet serve as the flesh and blood.
Combined with the secret skills taught by Tang Zhen, after some combination, it will become a huge ice statue.
This kind of idol is extremely powerful and can double the strength of all monks and automatically possess innate magical powers.
Relying on this special secret technique, the power possessed by thousands of monks can definitely fight against enemies that are a hundred times more numerous!
The biggest advantage of this secret technique is that it allows low-level monks to use all their strength to kill high-level powerful men.
Instead of becoming cannon fodder and being easily killed when encountering powerful enemies on the battlefield.
Seeing this set of secret techniques, the major sect leaders were extremely shocked, and their hearts were filled with unspeakable emotions.
If it were in the past, if they knew that such a technique existed, they would definitely snatch it away at all costs.
With such skills, even a third-rate sect can compete with a first-rate sect.
It is absolutely no exaggeration to say that it is a god-level skill.
Used in today's environment, it directly solves all problems and doubles the strength of the monks.
“Sure enough, with different identities, the things I come into contact with are also different.
If we put it in the past, even if you and I were both sect masters, we might not have such an opportunity."
The Wuji Sect Master sighed softly, his tone full of emotion, and the other Sect Masters nodded in agreement.
Since meeting Tang Zhen, hundreds of sect leaders have been shocked one after another.
Help get rid of the pain of being frozen, easily suppress the curse of the sea of consciousness, and generously give away the origin of God.
Build a rune array that infuses energy, summon powerful monks from Demon Eater City, and cut off the palm of the true god with one move!
Mysterious, domineering, and extremely powerful.
It was precisely because of Tang Zhen's existence that the indigenous monks were confident and dared to challenge the powerful monk alliance.
There is no doubt that the strength of the Monk Alliance is even stronger than the overall strength of the Frozen Planet, and there are also strong men at the level of gods sitting in charge.
But even so, the indigenous monks were still not afraid at all, and they had enough energy to fight with each other!
"His Excellency Tang Zhen clearly has high hopes for us when he bestows divine magic. I hope you will not slack off!"
Master Wuji looked around and said in a slightly excited tone.
"That's natural."
When the sect leaders around him heard this, they nodded in agreement, as if it was a matter of course.
Without any need for words, the sect leaders immediately dispersed and headed to where the monks of their respective sects were.
Although the techniques taught by Tang Zhen are magical, they must be practiced and practiced in order to be able to master them skillfully.
Otherwise, even if the dragon-slaying knife is in hand, it can only be used as a fire stick, wasting an extremely precious divine item.
During this period of time, the excavation activities of various 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 dig.
In this special period, we can only make this helpless choice and spend more time to save all the monks of the sect.
For the living, it is indeed a helpless and heartbreaking act.
In fact, being frozen by ice may not be a bad thing, at least it can avoid this cruel war.
If they win, they will naturally see the light of day again, but if the war fails, there is no need for the frozen monks to suffer a second time.
It might be a good choice to keep freezing like this until one day it turns into nothingness.
In front of the huge rune array, hundreds of sect monks who were in charge of the operation of the array opened their eyes at the same time.
At this time, there was no one inside the rune array, and the frozen monks had already completed the energy filling.
"Be prepared and close the rune circle!"
Hundreds of monks had the same mind and cast spells at the same time, controlling the rune circle to stop functioning.
The rune array that had been running for a long time finally slowly stopped, 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 array, they did not dare to relax at all, for fear that the array would have the slightest malfunction.
If the monks were seriously affected due to their own reasons, they would be completely responsible for their deaths.
Fortunately, there were no accidents from start to finish, and the monks successfully completed the task.
Without any unnecessary words, hundreds of monks stood up from where they were and looked at each other.
"Everyone, please take care of yourself!"
Hundreds of monks held each other's fists and said "treasure" to each other.
They are all masters of rune arrays. Now that their mission is over, they naturally want to return to their respective camps.
They followed the leader of the sect to prepare for 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 he wins, we will have a good time over wine and talk when we meet again one day.
If it fails, then the bones will be buried in the ice field and the soul will return to its hometown.
After all, they have already died once, so the monks have no fear of death.
Just after hundreds of formation masters left, the colorful crystal sand piled up like a desert suddenly began to tremble.
Soon, a large pit appeared in the central area of the crystal sand, revealing a monk sitting cross-legged and practicing.
If there is a treasure hunter here, he will definitely be able to identify the origin of this monk. He is the Iceman slave who followed Tang Zhen.
At this time, the Iceman slave has returned to his original cultivation level and is actually a law-level monk.
But his brows were furrowed, his eyes were closed, and his face showed bursts of pain.
It seems that he remembered something, which made the iceman slave miserable, as if he was haunted by a nightmare.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't wake up from the nightmare.
Just as his struggle became more intense, a special and strange wave quietly appeared around the Iceman slave.
Be careful and walk away at the first touch, as cautious as a small animal looking for food.
But little did he know that a calm gaze looked over from not very far away.