Wen Qiansuan's attainments in formations, coupled with Meng Zhang's refined Void Cauldron, were like turning on a plug-in. Without spending too much time, they passed through the passes one after another and came to the last pass.
At this time, Zhang Weineng and his team, under the leadership of True Lord Liu Qi, were breaking through various ambushes step by step and slowly passing through the passes.
Although their group was powerful, Lord Liu Qi was able to draw on the power of the magic circle from outside.
But this nameless formation set up by the gods has been standing here for at least two thousand years.
In the past two thousand years, the formation has continuously accumulated strength, added ambushes, and become more and more powerful, possessing the strength to compete head-on with the Yuan Shen team.
Zhang Weineng and the others were caught in battles and had to advance slowly.
Talent is something that really has nothing to do with age, seniority, or the year you entered Taoism.
Compared to True Lord Liu Qi, Wen Qian was truly a junior, and could even be said to be a newcomer on the road to spiritual practice.
But he just relied on his superb formation talent to play a key role.
Of course, if Meng Zhang hadn't refined the Void Cauldron, he wouldn't have dared to teleport within the formation.
At this moment, Meng Zhang and his party were located on a vast plain.
In the far distance of the plain, far away from them, there was a huge light curtain.
There is the entrance to the small world.
At this point, it is no longer possible to use tricks to save money. It is necessary to cross a long distance in front and reach under the light curtain.
Meng Zhang stood on this plain and felt that his body had become extremely heavy, making it almost difficult to fly high into the sky.
It was extremely difficult for his body to leave the ground slightly and fly into the air. He felt a huge force coming from the ground, constantly pulling his body hard.
Meng Zhang, who has the highest level of cultivation, is like this, let alone others.
Their flight capabilities are severely limited.
"What a terrifying power of magnetism." Zhenjun Jin Li couldn't help but sigh.
There is a rather rare spell among earth magic, which is the use of the power of Yuan Magnetic.
The power of Yuanci originates from the power of Earth Element, and the Yuanci Avenue among the Three Thousand Avenues is one of the branches of Earth Element Avenue.
This formation really pushes the power of earth elements to the limit, and even the power of Yuan Magnetic can be fully utilized.
Because the power of the magnetism in the formation was too strong, Meng Zhang and the others were not only greatly restricted in flying, but also found it very difficult to move on the ground.
Not to mention taking action, even raising their arms, such a simple action requires thousands of times more effort than usual.
They can all feel the huge attraction coming from the ground, causing huge constraints on their bodies.
The power of metamagnetism is not the main dish of this level.
Meng Zhang and the others had just adapted to the environment here, when the real enemy appeared.
The ground shook slightly, and a dark crowd surrounded him from all directions.
This is a real army of thousands of horses, both on foot and on horseback, with great momentum.
Soldiers riding all kinds of strange beasts drove the beasts and ran wildly.
Behind them are groups of soldiers wearing strong armor, arranged in neat military formations.
Meng Zhangyun opened his eyes and looked around. The army in front of him could not see any vitality at all, but was filled with strong death energy.
Neither the soldiers nor their exotic beast mounts are living creatures.
"These are terracotta warriors." Meng Zhang remembered an ancient book he had read.
More than 10,000 years ago, in the Junchen world where Shinto was prevalent and gods ruled all the people, terracotta warriors were a common war tool.
The terracotta warriors are similar to the Taoist soldiers commonly used by cultivation sects, but they are more bloody and weird, and can almost be called demonic methods.
The gods used special secret methods to create the bodies of the warriors.
Then they forcibly injected the souls of living people and strange beasts into the warriors.
As for the specific details, Meng Zhang is also unknown.
Anyway, according to ancient records, terracotta warriors are war tools that are between life and death and possess many ghostly characteristics.
The higher the level of the terracotta warriors, the more ferocious they are, and they are very lethal to cultivators.
After the rise of immortality and the rise of cultivators in Junchen Realm, many wars broke out between cultivators and soldiers.
Terracotta warriors are a powerful means for gods to fight against cultivators, and they have once made cultivators pay a heavy price.
Of course, cultivators have also developed special methods to deal with terracotta warriors.
However, it is too far away from those days of fighting and fighting.
In the Junchen Realm, even descendants of gods are becoming increasingly rare, let alone warrior warriors.
Anyway, according to public records, there have been no military warriors in Junchen Realm for at least several thousand years.
Many people believe that with the demise of the gods, the warriors also disappeared.
Therefore, even the Taiyi Sect in its heyday did not specifically collect methods to deal with the warriors and warriors.
In Meng Zhang's generation, it is even more unnecessary.
Now facing the warriors and warriors who are difficult to deal with at first sight, I am afraid there is no other better way besides resisting.
Groups of soldiers and warriors rushed towards Meng Zhang and the others without making any unnecessary movements.
Meng Zhang and the others did not dare to let this group of warriors, who looked very fierce at first glance, get close.
A series of spells fell on the group of warriors and warriors, exploding the group of warriors into pieces.
After the terracotta warriors are destroyed, the entire body will quickly disintegrate into countless pieces of dust.
As soon as they took action, Meng Zhang and the others discovered that it was very difficult to cast spells here, and the power of the spells was also greatly reduced.
Meng Zhang felt that the real energy in his body was being consumed rapidly, and the recovery speed of the real energy could not keep up with the consumption speed.
Meng Zhang knew that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time. There is no point in fighting with the soldiers.
The soldiers that appear in front of them are overwhelming and almost impossible to completely eliminate.
Meng Zhang held the Spirit Snake Spear and took the lead to clear the way, leading everyone to rush forward.
For now, the only way is to enter the small world ahead as soon as possible to see if we can get rid of the seemingly endless soldiers and warriors.
The five True Lords of Yuanshen took action with all their strength, covering each other and heading forward.
As they moved, more and more warriors appeared, becoming stronger and stronger.
Fortunately, there is no weak one among the five. Even if they are severely restricted in all aspects, they can still exert their strong fighting power.
Pieces of soldiers and warriors were destroyed, and their bodies turned into loess and disappeared.
Meng Zhang and his group moved forward slowly but firmly.
The sun and moon orb above Meng Zhang's head kept shaking, spreading almost endless divine light from the sun and moon. It not only strengthens one's own monks, but also weakens and kills warriors.
The thunder and lightning released by True Lord Jinli, the flames released by True Lord Huolie, etc., almost completely cleared the area around the five people.
But the terracotta warriors are like a tide. One wave passes and another comes, as if there is no end in sight.
