Chapter Eighty-Five: See also the Sacrificial Circle

"This zombie is not afraid of knives and guns, it is not invaded by water and fire, and the more serious the injury, the stronger the combat power. Be careful, everyone! Achille beckoned to the disciples on the side of the Saduke Gate to stand by.

And Mo Zhiyu clearly saw the eyes of these zombies, although they were already skin and bones, the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes were layered, like scales, like the crazy horse bandits in the cemetery of Tian Khan. Perhaps, this is the "upgraded version" of "madness".

"Don't act just yet! The blood of these zombies is extremely corrosive! Get behind me! Mo Zhiyu shouted, Hu Hansan and the others beside him immediately obediently beckoned everyone to retreat, and the people of Sadumen were still a little twisted, but Mo Zhiyu was a person who had been to the depths of the desert after all, and they still chose to believe it and gathered over.

After waiting for Wuhuan to lead the people to retreat, Mo Zhiyu let out a low roar, and his right hand slammed into the ground in the depths, and a golden magic circle instantly spread out from his palm, and the golden light extended upward, forming a defensive cover above the magic circle, enveloping everyone.

"You're a formation cultivator?!" Achilli was a little surprised, in his cognition, no formation cultivator could have such skills as Mo Zhiyu. Moreover, formation cultivation is very rare, and it is easy not to dare to release the sect, so this time neither side sent formation cultivation to directly participate in the exploration.

Mo Zhiyu didn't answer, whatever he wanted. He had only been cultivating this half-hung formation for ten days, and every formation he had drawn in these ten days had been filled in by him in the Ten Thousand Formations, and he could use it several times.

"Senior brother, this is the 'Tortoiseshell Formation', right? How is it oval? Luo Bingqian asked in surprise.

"......" For this question, Mo Zhiyu still chose to be silent, because he couldn't answer at all, could it be that he could only draw an ellipse?

That wave of zombies also rushed over at this time, they didn't seem to have any intelligence, they just wanted to destroy the creatures they saw, so they directly began to hit the tortoiseshell array. The combat power of these zombies is not high, and it all depends on the strength of the body to attack, and Mo Zhiyu has not seen any new zombies chasing after seeing this wave coming, and it is speculated that there is only this wave of small groups, I don't know where it came from, so it should not be feared.

So Mo Zhiyu immediately commanded Wuhuan and the others: "You guys attack from the tortoiseshell array, remember, only cut off their heads, don't move anywhere else, you must dodge when you see blood spurting out, and then attack the next one after the blood is sprayed, understand?!" ”

"Good!" The disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain responded, and acted according to Mo Zhiyu's command, and the effect was indeed remarkable. Seeing this situation, Sadumen naturally joined in, united, and eliminated this wave of zombies in three clicks and two clicks.

"This is the zombie you've encountered before?" Mo Zhi asked Xiang Wuhuan in vain.

Wuhuan immediately replied: "We have encountered several kinds of zombies, and this one is the worst. ”

Mo Zhi pondered for a moment, it seemed that these zombies had more powerful mutations, and then he said: "No matter what zombies you encounter, deal with them in this way first!" ”

"Yes!" The disciples listened to the order.

However, after this incident, it is no longer possible to slowly conduct a popular science investigation, since there are zombies, there must be some entrances and exits in front of it, and it must be investigated. So Mo Zhiyu immediately beckoned everyone to go on the road, and he took out a special compass, on which the route of this time was clearly displayed, and according to the route, they traveled quickly.

However, there were no more large-scale zombies, and the road was unusually calm, and it was so smooth that we reached the first site.

When they arrived, the disciples immediately began to clear the grass in the square and began to set up camp at the same time.

Mo Zhiyu looked at the compass in his hand, which would show the situation detected by the "clairvoyant", and it did not show that there was an abnormality nearby, so he handed the compass in his hand to Azule next to him, and told him to observe the situation at any time. Then he walked in the clearing.

It can be said that it is an observation deck, with the mountain wall at its back, and you can see the base camp in the distance. Mo Zhiyu closed his eyes, sensed the fluctuations of the vitality around him, and asked the remnant soul in his mind: "Great Array Master, what do you think?" ”

"The Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth here is chaotic, but it is self-contained, if it is not for the rumors, this Buming Mountain is the product of the Yuan Force of Emperor Zhong and Tian Khan, and the one who can create this place must be a great array cultivation master." "But it's very difficult to be compatible with another traditional formation in such an environment. ”

"Traditionally?" Mo Zhiyu opened his eyes and turned to look back at the clearing.

"A formation in the traditional sense is either a formation that belongs to the formation cultivator itself with a single element force, or a formation with uniform yuan force formed by the combined efforts of several array cultivators." The remnant soul explained, "And the formation to be formed here cannot be single in the first place, the element of the five elements is indispensable; Secondly, it cannot be uniform or fixed, and it must change with the fluctuation of the yuan force here, otherwise it will not last. ”

At this time, someone suddenly called "Second Uncle", and Mo Zhiyu saw a disciple running towards him and said, "There is a discovery over there!" ”

Mo Zhiyu immediately rushed over, and the disciple here pointed to the ground and said, "Second Uncle, there is a pattern here. Mo Zhiyu squatted on the ground and looked at it, this small piece of ground skin had been cleaned up, and several tangled grooves loomed, forming a strange shape. Although it was only a part, Mo Zhiyu was sure that this was part of the formation he had seen in the Heavenly Khan's graveyard.

"Yes, this is it, give me the things, and tell everyone to retreat to the edge of the clearing, and don't go within the range of the formation." Mo Zhiyu took a porcelain vase from the disciple next to him, and after seeing everyone withdraw, he opened the porcelain vase in his hand and poured out some of the blood-like crimson liquid in the porcelain vase.

This liquid is a special liquid made by the masters of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Formation based on the description of Mo Zhiyu's previous experience, and it can replace the sacrificial medium that Yang Zhuoxi piled up with dozens of human lives. Just this little bit of liquid, after falling into the groove, immediately spread and flowed down the groove, stirring the turf and soil above, and in a short time a huge circle appeared in this clearing, glowing with a strange red light.

Mo Zhiyu naturally withdrew from the scope of the circle as soon as possible, and then gestured towards his own disciples. Then Luo Bingqian led twelve runes to plant yellow rune flags around the formation, and then did it.

With the injection of Yuan Force from the twelve directions, a red magic circle rose from the ground, and under the command of Luo Bingqian, the Fu cultivators urged the Yuan Force, and this huge magic circle slowly rotated, gradually turning into another pattern, and then slowly turning into another pattern.