Not long ago, the vicissitudes of life entrusted Tang Zhen to throw a handful of sand towards the ancient sage.
As long as the sand touches each other, it means the task is completed, and there is no need to worry about other things.
Tang Zhen had already seen it, it was just a handful of ordinary sand, there was nothing surprising about it.
It's just that some ordinary items, when placed in a special environment, will explode with incredible power.
It is like a virus that will grow and spread at an incredible speed until it is enough to kill the infected person.
The seemingly ordinary yellow sand is increasing at an extremely fast speed, trying to engulf the altar.
The handful of sand that Tang Zhen raised was equivalent to the world consciousness breaking through the restrictions of the rules and successfully landing at the bottom of the crystal mine.
In the past few days, this place was completely defended by the ancient lord, and there was no chance for world consciousness to come.
If there is no way to come, there will be no effective attack, and it is impossible to kill the ancient lord with even the slightest suppression.
The ancient lord is also on guard against this matter. Once he finds any similar signs, he will definitely kill them in an instant.
As long as you keep enough distance, you will have a chance to react and destroy those dangerous substances.
But once a close attack occurs, no matter how powerful the Ancient Lord is, there is no way to dodge.
Seeing the successful arrival of world consciousness, the ancient lord knew very clearly that this moment had reached a critical moment of life and death.
He quickly gathered his strength and tried to resist the attack of world consciousness.
As a result, he was faced with the situation of focusing on one thing and losing the other. If he wanted to resist the attack of world consciousness, he had no way to resist the approach of the monster of rules.
It was like an isolated island in the river, protected by a circular dam, but at this moment it was already in the process of collapse.
There is simply no extra power to stop this surging flood.
If Tang Zhen had not appeared, the ancient lord could still maintain balance and persist for a longer period of time.
However, the impending destruction of the world and the pressure of survival forced the ancient lords to resort to conspiracy and use their greedy desires to attract prey.
I originally thought I had a chance to win, but I didn't expect something unexpected to happen. As a result, I lost everything.
At this moment, the ancient lord's hatred towards Tang Zhen was indescribable, but he had no time to pursue and kill him.
Tang Zhen was like a key, opening the closed door, and the peeping enemies took the opportunity to rush in.
Regardless of the greedy world consciousness or the surging rules monsters, they are far greater threats than Tang Zhen.
The ancient lord had no choice but to deal with the enemy first, and then go to trouble Tang Zhen.
The resentful ancient lord forgot one thing. If an accident like Tang Zhen hadn't happened, all the monks would have been refined into withered bones.
There are no rules. The ancient lord must be the final winner. He is just a hunter who is careful and deliberate.
Setting a trap carefully and waiting for prey to take the bait does not mean that there will be a harvest.
In the process of life and death fight, even the weak ants may come back.
The crazily growing yellow sand turned into a ferocious giant beast in the blink of an eye, attacking the ancient lord.
The same was true for the ancient lord. His figure quickly grew by a hundred feet, and he fought with the monster made of yellow sand.
They refused to give in to each other and vowed to completely kill each other.
One is a weakened world consciousness, and the other is a mutated monster of despair. Both sides once had a common master, but now they have begun to kill each other.
The swarming Cannian monsters have also broken through the invisible barrier and launched ferocious attacks all around.
It's like two strong grown men fighting, but surrounded by a group of ferocious chickens, ducks, geese and dogs. Not only is it frustrating, it also poses a fatal threat.
They are transformed by the obsession of the monks of death, and their only goal is the ancient lord, even if they die together, they will not hesitate.
It's just that the monks on both sides of the enemy and ourselves were also attacked together. After all, these rule monsters have no ability to distinguish at all.
Although the situation is still dangerous, it has become much easier than before.
In the process of avoiding, the monks simultaneously looked at the giant finger bone like a mountain in the center of the altar.
The reason why the monks are willing to take risks is to get this thing.
At this moment, the ancient lord is under attack from both sides. Not only is he attacked by the consciousness of the world, but he also has to fight against the gnawing monsters of the rules.
The situation was so precarious that he had no time to care about anything else, let alone protect his own body.
Such a God-given opportunity must not be missed.
Without any communication at all, the monks had already swarmed up and headed straight for the fragments of remains.
The ancient lord in the battle roared unwillingly, but there was no way to stop it.
Rushing in front of the huge finger bone, the monks immediately took action and began to snatch and cut it.
It was like a pack of vicious wolves, devouring their prey crazily, for fear that something might happen if the speed was too slow.
Bones as white as jade, valuable blood, and golden bone marrow mixed with purple meridians.
Even a scrap is enough to be called a treasure.
The monks scrambled frantically to keep it in their pockets, and soon the finger bone became riddled with holes.
Of course, compared to the huge size, such damage is nothing to mention.
Tang Zhen mingled among the group of monks, harvesting the golden bone marrow while looking around coldly.
Being attacked by world consciousness and rules monsters, it was actually just a matter of time before the ancient lord was killed and fell.
Facing a situation of one versus two, if nothing unexpected happens, the Ancient Lord has no chance of making a comeback.
Tang Zhen didn't care about the mortal ancient lord. On the contrary, the world consciousness needed to be highly vigilant.
This world is controlled by it. If the monks are restricted from leaving, then the joy is destined to be in vain.
The world's consciousness is also facing a fatal threat. Now it has become hysterical. In order to continue to survive, it will do whatever it takes.
Compared with the ancient lord, the consciousness of the world is actually more insidious and terrifying.
Whether they are the descendants of the race thousands of years ago or the self-righteous ancient lords, they are probably just a group of food raised in its captivity.
When the time is right, they will be killed and devoured.
So it doesn’t matter how much you get, the key is to be able to take it away, otherwise you will just be busy in vain in the end.
More than one Lord has entered this world in the past, but in the end they all turned into a pile of withered bones.
Therefore, from the beginning, Tang Zhen was on guard against world consciousness, knowing that such benefits would never be taken away easily.
Compared to those crazy monks, Tang Zhen remained calm enough and looked for ways to give away the harvest.
He actually has a way to escape from this world, but that would expose himself and make all previous efforts in vain.
It took a lot of effort to sneak into Loucheng. Tang Zhen still wanted to make good use of this identity and was definitely not willing to give up so easily.
Fortunately, Tang Zhen still has a trump card, and it's time to use it.
Just as the ancient lord was roaring and the monks were harvesting wildly, Tang Zhen quietly activated a rule talisman.
At this moment, the world suddenly fell into extreme silence.
All sounds disappeared, the world became a still picture, and the eerie silence made people feel panicked.
"Wow!"
A giant hand suddenly appeared, tore up the mirror image, and grabbed the fragments of the remains.
"stop!"
The first person to speak out to stop it was not the ancient lord, but the world consciousness with a ferocious look on his face.
For the world consciousness, everything in this world belongs to him, and will eventually become food to be devoured.
If someone dares to take food, he is competing with the world consciousness for his life, which is absolutely unacceptable behavior.
But in an instant, a terrifying force came in, trying to kill the intruder.
"Get away!"
Even if he is in danger, the ancient lord is still furious and does not want outside intruders to damage his body.
"Get out of here!"
The voice that came this time was located at the edge of the Bone Sea, and it was the monk who had been hiding in the dark and watching.
Figures flashed one after another, clearly the Lord monks who were waiting for news outside, but sneaked in quietly.
