Long Xiaoshan and others repaired the seal for several days.
The so-called repair can only be done by drawing a tiger, breaking the seal, erecting the collapsed pillars, and then piece them together piece by piece.
There is only so much they can do.
After all, this kind of ancient formation is so vast and complex that it is not something that some Qi-refining cultivators can get involved.
The formation has also broken before.
But when we came to repair it, at least it was led by the innate monks.
This time, naturally, there is no innateness.
There was a group of people, even Long Xiaoshan, who was proficient in the formation, and the others knew a little bit of fur at most, so they were all based on luck and used the stupidest method to piece together the collapsed pillars and stones back into their original state.
It took a few days to repair the appearance of the arch. The collapsed pillars had already stood up, and the incomplete areas were filled one by one.
However, after "repair", the formation was still dull and had no reaction.
The evil spirits continued to seep in through the ripples of the arch.
"This, why didn't this respond?" Yan Bing said.
"It must be that we haven't repaired it." Ge Zhengqing shook his head and said.
This formation is so complex that it is restored by the simplest pile-up. It was originally just a matter of luck, and the probability of repairing it is very small. Now it has been verified. As expected, they thought it was too simple.
"What should I do?" Everyone was not a master of formation, and they all looked at Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes have not been idle these days and have been trying to study the formation. After all, he had known that it was unlikely to repair it like this, but every time he used his spiritual sense to observe the formation, he was subjected to the formation.
Backlash.
Now his soul is seriously injured and he dares not communicate with the formation at all. If it were in its heyday, he could try it with the power of his three divine wheels, but now there is no way.
He shook his head: "I can't fix it now."
"Then we can't repair the formation. Even if we find other rupture formation gates, there is nothing we can do. Can we just wait for the formation to eventually collapse? The consequences will be unimaginable." Everyone looked solemn.
"It's better to go back and remind General Li to use nuclear weapons directly."
They have all seen the power of Yin soldiers and generals in the ancient battlefield of Changping. They were struggling with dozens of them. However, hundreds of thousands of evil souls were sealed in the battlefield of Changping. Once they all rushed out, it would definitely be a battle.
disaster.
Long Xiaoshan said in a deep voice: "Don't be anxious first. Even if the formation gate breaks, with the solidity of this formation, it will not be so fast to completely destroy it. At least a few years will be left. No one can predict the consequences of using nuclear weapons.
We still plan to search and rescue Team Leader Murong and others first. As for repairing the formation, I will find a way."
Long Xiaoshan thought that his soul was restored, but he could try to repair the formation, but he would not say it now. After all, he was not sure that he would be able to repair the formation after his soul was restored.
"Master Dragon is right, so what should we do next?" Ge Zhengqing asked.
Long Xiaoshan looked at the arch and said, "Get in."
Everyone's faces froze. Now everyone knows that behind this sect should be the real Changping ancient battlefield. They are now just sealed on the outer edge of the ancient battlefield.
They encountered many dangers on the periphery. If they really entered the ancient battlefield of Changping, the danger would be even more difficult to detect.
But at this time, no one asked to back down.
If they were afraid, they wouldn't come in.
Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's go in."
He was very decisive and was still the first to step into the arch, rushing! The sky was spinning, and Long Xiaoshan was familiar with this feeling. Whether he went to the Death Valley or fell into the ghost cave before, he had this kind of shuttle feeling.
It seems that the legend is correct. The ancient battlefield of Changping has indeed been cut off from the earth and turned into a sealed small world. Before the pre-Qin period, many powerful people emerged and could actually use this kind of method of heaven.
This method, let alone refining qi, is impossible to reach even innately.
Dong!
Long Xiaoshan stepped on a black ground with his feet. He looked around. No longer could he reach out to see his hands and no longer see his five fingers. He only saw a wasteland-like land under his feet. The earth seemed to be dark red, and the sky was even more exposed.
The blood-red thighs are shocking.
A resentment from the dead that was stronger than the outside world came to expel him. Long Xiaoshan felt very uncomfortable. He was not afraid of this resentment, but the repulsion of this world to him, which made him feel uncomfortable.
It’s like a person leaving a familiar environment and entering another world.
This place is completely different from the earth.
Even the air composition is different.
Dongdongdongdongdong.
Someone fell one after another, and Zhao Xiaoqiao and others all came in, but after they came in, their reaction was obviously much stronger than Long Xiaoshan. They had extremely uncomfortable expressions and could not breathe.
Fortunately, they were not weak either. They immediately held their breath and sacrificed magic weapons to weaken the discomfort.
"Is this the Changping battlefield?" Yao Yuanjie said.
"It should be."
Everyone looked at this ancient battlefield that occupied an important position in the history of the Chinese War with some curiosity and vigilance. The tragic battlefield of Changping was rare in Chinese history.
It is the largest, earliest and most thorough annihilation war in the era of cold weapons.
In other words, in modern times, when we entered the age of hot weapons, there was a war comparable to that.
"Let's go." Long Xiaoshan took the lead in opening the way, and the others followed closely and walked into the Changping battlefield. The cold and cold wind swept across the wasteland. The temperature around had already dropped to dozens of degrees below zero, and dripping water turned into ice.
If ordinary people came here, they would have frozen into ice long ago.
Crazy! Crazy!
Soon, Yin soldiers appeared and rushed towards Long Xiaoshan and others.
Everyone was used to it, so they immediately counterattacked with magic weapons, shining brightly, and kept killing the Yin soldiers. Long Xiaoshan was not idle this time, and he also took action when he encountered ordinary Yin soldiers. After all, this was already the ancient battlefield of Changping.
The danger is unknown. He is the strongest and should try to save the physical strength of the rest of the group.
Long Xiaoshan took action, and the ordinary Yin soldiers could not stop his attack.
So although the chances of Yin soldiers appearing here are much higher, the speed of everyone has accelerated.
"Look, what is that."
Everyone passed a mound and saw that the bloody color in front of them was spread out like a mudflat. Many broken fortifications, abandoned chariots, and many wind-eroded skeletons appeared on the ground.
"It should be a battlefield." Ge Zhengqing said: "The Battle of Changping took several years and experienced countless battles of all sizes, so the scope is very large, and there have been obvious battles here."
"Do you want to go and have a look?" Yao Yuanjie was eager to try.
Woo--
At this time, the sound of horns suddenly came to mind in the ancient battlefield, and a thud was heard. A crowd of dark ghost soldiers appeared on the ancient battlefield, which was originally dead and silent.