"It's calculated, that place looks special, doesn't it say that the drought has passed thousands of miles of red land, don't live in a drought fish. Zuo Zhizhi sighed.

Tang Jinshan scolded with a smile, "Crow's mouth, when you get to this stall, you can't hide." ”

It was very empty as far as the eye could see, and it was very easy to be discovered, and a group of people used their own means, and all the invisibility charms and escape methods were used, and soon they were all gone.

Zhan Changfeng used unintentional techniques, one step at a time, to the front of the ancient city, the city wall was covered with a thick layer of gravel, looking like a gray-yellow earth fortress, even the main gate was covered, she didn't bother to find the door, jumped on the city wall a hundred zhang high.

Looking down, the sand and stone had submerged half of the city, and it was difficult to tell which was which.

Zhan Changfeng would not stand on the city wall as a target, and randomly fell on a roof, which had long been corrupted and easily broken into the house.

The room was very dull, and the dust of the years drifted through the beams of light through the holes, and it was strange that it was so hot outside, but it was a little cold inside, like a tomb that had been suddenly opened, and a cold air rushed straight into the heart.

"Did you find anything?" said Rannian.

"The traces of life here are not like ordinary creatures. "There are several cases and futons in the house, there are books and pen and ink, although they will be weathered when touched, but they can still be seen to be intelligent beings, but there are no stoves and no cups and bowls.

Zhan Changfeng walked into an inner room, and the wall on the right was crushed by the force outside, and half of the sand and gravel poured in.

She swept through the sand and found that something in the pile of sand and stone was standing still, even the wall next to it had collapsed, and it was still stubbornly growing on the ground.

Zhan Changfeng swept away the sand and stones in the clouds, revealing an object, which was a crane-like bronze lamp, standing on the ground with one foot, lifelike.

Ran Nian was surprised and walked over to move the lamp, and the sound of gears turning followed, and a hole appeared in the ground.

When the two of them went down, they saw a stone room at the bottom, and a coffin was parked in the center.

Ran Nian pushed open the lid of the coffin, revealing a shriveled zombie, skin to bone, not even corpse gas, and it was impossible to resurrect again.

Zhan Changfeng said on the side, "It seems that this is the city of the zombie clan. ”

It is conceivable that when they first arrived in this space, they spent a carnival, turned this space into a place to raise corpses, and built their own city, but after a long time, there were no other creatures to provide blood and essence, and the sun and moon were very ignorant, and they could not cultivate, so they could only escape the years with a sleeping method.

Some may wake up, while others may die in their sleep.

"So, the building above is where you usually move, but what really matters is underground?" Ran Nian said sorrowfully, "I don't want to dig up the whole city." ”

The city was so hot that it melted away, and even the air became viscous, and nine times out of ten it was the source of the heat.

Zhan Changfeng shook his head, "There are quite a few people who came ahead of us. ”

As she finished speaking, there was a strong wave of power in the southeast, and it was obvious that someone was fighting.

"It came at the right time. Ran Nian and Zhan Changfeng glanced at each other, and they sneaked there without a trace.

The heat became stronger and stronger, as if turning into fire licking and eating the skin, and they went all the way, and saw many monks forced out of their bodies, walking alone in the heat, and strangely did not move each other, and saw that there were later people who only glanced at each other.

"This place is really weird. Burning Nian said this, but he was not timid, and the afterimage of his body swept towards the center of the heat gushing out, and the eyebrows of outsiders jumped.

These monks are no different on the surface, but in fact, they are resisting the erosion of the flame with most of their strength, and every step they take is slow and solemn.

They all came on behalf of their respective forces, and some of them relied on their own leaders to have already entered, so they simply put up a posture in the middle of the road to block the people behind, and it would be too laborious to do it, but they could set up traps.

Zhan Changfeng did not go with Ran Nian, she was two small realms worse than Ran Nian, and she couldn't ignore the heat, while inducing the Nanli Ding fire qi in her body to assimilate the flame power, she hurried unhurriedly, and after a distance, she saw seven or eight monks sitting on the sand pile on the roof, and behind him was a large array.

"I am under the seat of the Marquis of Gui, the number is Linyuan, if you want to pass here, you must pass the battle first!" The Taoist priest of Linyuan at the head put his hand on the dust, closed his eyes, and did not lift his eyelids.

"It's a five-grade ten-sided flame array. ”

"It's so vicious, I actually took advantage of the peculiarity of the environment here, adding fire to the fire, I'm afraid I can't pass without a Great Perfection of cultivation. ”

Many monks watched this fire array, unable to advance or retreat, full of unwillingness.

While Zhan Changfeng was still observing the formation, a sturdy monk with a big black knife on his shoulder paced over steadily, "Under the seat of the Marquis of Jinyi, come and break the formation!"

When Xing Mang stepped into the formation, outsiders could not see him, so he could only wait secretly.

Zhan Changfeng looked interesting, not because he broke into the battle, but because of their number, just like before the mortal war, the two armies called the battle.

This is indeed a call for formation.

She had looked at most of the books in the social sciences, and among them was a code of war.

Ninety thousand years ago, the Great Destruction War involved the Nine Heavens Realms, and the various veins and Dao systems almost made the Nine Heavens collapse, and since then, the Nine Heavens Emperors and the ancestors of the Nine Heavens have established a war code, which has appeared in the Three Thousand Worlds, standardized the order of war, and established the Heavenly Dao Alliance to supervise it.

This code is mainly used to protect the rights and interests of the small world, to limit the combat methods and power levels of the warring parties, and to deal with the relationship between the belligerents and the belligerents and neutrals.

One of them is about the etiquette of war, such as the declaration of war, when one or both sides issue a declaration of war or ultimatum, which is considered the beginning of war.

The beginning of the war also represented the severance of the diplomatic and economic parties, and at present, all the princes of Zangyunjian were on the verge of war, except for the Marquis of Qi Bei and the Marquis of Weiming, who formally established hostile relations, and did not completely tear their faces.

In this case, the representatives of the princely forces maintained the proper etiquette, and although there was a little friction in this closed space, none of them really killed (at least not on the surface), and the fundamental reason was to balance the interests, after all, under such conditions, fighting to the death with each other is equivalent to the same fate.

Not long after, there was a loud laugh from the array, and a light burst out of the formation, galloping away.

The Linyuan Taoist priest waved the dust, and he couldn't trap him in this array, so he could only let him go.

Before the Linyuan Daoist could resume the fire array, a black mist accompanied by a strong wind blew the Daoist people to hug their heads and scurry.

"Go quickly!

The old man in rags with his hair scattered stood in the black mist with a three-foot-long big pu fan, making it impossible to see the figure clearly.

The Linyuan Daoist had a sharp turn in his mind, and he didn't find the corresponding person from the subordinates of the princes of all parties, "Who are you, report your name!"

The old man in rags didn't sign up or say where he came, which made everyone's faces even more dignified.

Most of the people who are slowly stumbling here are some poor foundation builders, knowing that they can't get close to the front, so they stumble each other and reduce opponents for their own family members who are already in front, but this old man in tattered clothes obviously has the strength to build a foundation and consummation, so he doesn't go to the front to look for opportunities, but blocks the way halfway, and looks at the posture to block everyone, who gave her such a big appetite.

Zhan Changfeng knew that there were at least three foundation-building consummations on the side of the old man in rags, and the other two were nowhere to be seen, so he might have taken a step ahead.