"Oh, I don't know how much material has been wasted in this wave."

"The thing that hurts me the most is my Yellow Turban Warriors, which I have accumulated over two hundred years."

Many monks lamented in their hearts. They wanted to see if there was any chance, but they didn't expect to use their trump card.

As the saying goes, ‘Don’t use the hidden dragon’, the biggest use of trump cards is not to use them.

But there is no way, Xing Tian is too cruel, it is really fatal.

Moreover, he captured the red bird and trampled on the Xuanwu, subdued the green dragon and subdued the white tiger, which was ridiculously tyrannical.

No matter how reluctant you are to give up, you still have to take out the cards, which is better than dying.

"Fortunately, the cave is rich and there are countless foreign races to choose from."

Yan Nu raised his head and vaguely heard the voices of many monks, echoing in the sky.

But he couldn't see those people, nor could he feel them.

"The people of Shanhai are not a foreign race, you are killing your own compatriots!" Yan Nu roared up to the sky.

But the immortal cultivators were laughing, thinking he was talking nonsense.

"Are we called compatriots now? In ancient times, the wild barbarians led their beasts to eat humans and enslave the human race. This is not what they said."

"Xingtian, times have changed, have you never seen this formation before?"

"Even if you go against heaven and come up with this formation, it's just a dream."

With that said, millions of yellow scarf warriors rolled forward.

They may be in human form, and their bronze color will glow with metallic luster, full of explosive power, and the group charge will be like a galloping horse.

Or it may be grotesque, not restricted to human appearance, with the body covered with the bones of strange animals, or the characteristics of Shanhai nationals. It is obviously similar to the Yellow Turban Hercules of the previous Shen family monks, which was refined from the corpses of Shanhai nationals.

"Bang!"

Yan Nu was not afraid. Looking at the surging army in front of him, he marched forward bravely and knocked them away with one punch.

Then he punched these strong men with a series of punches, causing their skulls to break and their chests to burst.

"Boom!"

However, the Yellow Turban Warriors are not afraid of death. They have certain intelligence but no emotions.

A body as tough as a magic weapon, as long as it can move, it will fight ruthlessly.

After defeating dozens of yellow scarf warriors in succession, Yan Nu was hammered into the ground by a bull-headed warrior whose strength was not weaker than his own.

There was a turbulence in the ancient battlefield, the earth cracked open, and a canyon roared out.

In the canyon, Yan Nu's body was bleeding, but he recovered quickly.

"I can't sense any of my energy."

Yan Nu was slightly startled. At this moment, all the energy in his body disappeared, leaving only his strength, physique and the artistic conception of a warrior.

Although his great strength and resilience came from magic, due to adaptation, they were fixed into the qualities of his body, and they all exist at this moment.

But apart from that, all the power belonging to the immortal way is gone.

Daozang couldn't sense it at all.

"This is not my body..."

Yan Nu looked down at his hands. He did not believe that this formation could really erase all the immortal energy.

Even if the light of law is eliminated, he can regenerate it, because it has become a part of his body. If it is gone, it will be repaired as the flesh and blood regenerates, just like being injured.

Of course, in theory, a certain characteristic force can be eradicated the first time it is encountered, such as a knife.

But does the formation also have special characteristics? Even if it does, where did the strange objects in Yan Slave go?

The symbiotic knife and his spear are gone. There is no knife in his body, and he looks completely like a pure human being.

The formation only prohibits the power of immortality, so why should it also eliminate the rare objects?

So Yan Nu felt that this was not his body.

"Bang!"

The yellow scarf warrior who wounded him didn't give him much time to think.

It had horns on its head, and its strength was not weaker than his own. At this moment, it was approaching again, its five fingers were like blades, and it wanted to cut him into two pieces quickly.

But this time, the sharp sword was stuck on Yan Nu's shoulder, preventing him from making any progress.

Yan Nu stood there, countless torrents erupted at the intersection, his legs sank deeply into the rock and soil, and rocks collapsed.

"It's not my body, but I can adapt to it?"

"Any body controlled by my consciousness can be adapted?"

Yan Nu realized that he was immune to the opponent's attack, so he raised his foot and kicked the opponent away.

Then he dodged again and caught up with the rikishi who was flying upside down. He quickly reached out with his palms, grabbed the pair of horns, and at the same time stepped on the opponent's face with his legs.

"Ahhh!" Yan Nu kept exerting force and tore off the horns of the cow alive.

Suddenly, the body of the Yellow Turban Warrior was shattered, and his head was trampled to pieces.

"It's so tough. His combat power is almost the same as mine."

Although Yan Nu easily defeated the bull-headed warrior, he also estimated that if he were not immune to the opponent's damage, the combat power of this warrior would be 50-50 compared to his current state of pure strength.

"Huh!" Another strong man attacked.

However, this one was much weaker. Yan Nu grabbed the horns and smashed it with his backhand, blowing it away. His head was pierced and exploded by the horns.

He looked up and saw that the cliffs on both sides of the canyon were full of figures, all of them tall.

It was whistling and flying downward crazily. It was densely packed with people, like heavy rain or a waterfall!

It cut through the air, the sound was shocking, and under the heavy punch, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

Yan Nu was directly submerged by the sea of ​​countless yellow scarf warriors!

…

Yan Nu was in an ancient battlefield, as if he had changed places.

In fact, it didn't change, it stayed where it was.

It's just that the area where he is located is shrouded in starlight, clouds and fog, isolating the inside and outside of the formation.

There is also a huge red comet in the sky, hanging on the top of the sky like a mural.

This formation is called Tianhen, and it has three wonderful meanings: trapping, illusion, and killing.

It's easy to get in, just go through the clouds and mist, but it's difficult to get out.

You will be immersed in a vast ancient battlefield environment and unable to leave.

Virtual and real, half true and half false. It is said to be false because everything is virtual, but the world is created under the senses of the people in the array.

Even if the ancient battlefield is shattered to pieces, the defenders can easily restore it, but the data before the destruction will be used to present it again, and there may even be other real scenes of the battlefield environment.

The reason why it is said to be real is that there can be real things in it, and those who hold the formation can consume treasures and use the energy of the formation to create powerful soldiers.

The soldiers generated in this way are not living people, just illusions, but they have real lethality. The formation will convert the damage to the body of the trapped person.

This formation records the data of most of the elite soldiers and generals for five hundred years, from the time when the Overlord broke the cauldron to Prime Minister Zhuge’s five Northern Expeditions.

Those existences can be created by using formation energy to transform soldiers.

As long as you can afford it, you can fill the entire ancient battlefield with soldiers in an instant.

It can even allow people to be surrounded by countless Xiang Yus emerging from the ancient battlefield.

Of course, many monks have seen how powerful Xing Tian is. Knowing this level, there is definitely nothing they can do to him.

After all, everyone could see that Xing Tian couldn't be beaten to death, and he even got stronger the more he was beaten.

The sealing technique is useless, and suppression cannot suppress it, so we can only use formations to trap it.

So they talk about killing the formation, but in fact all the power is invested in the effect of the trapping formation.

Then they didn't create any 'formation soldiers', but put a huge number of real Yellow Turban warriors into it.

The Yellow Turban Warrior is very strong. If the materials are used well, he is often stronger than his master...

Therefore, in this battlefield, there are many yellow scarf warriors whose fighting power is comparable to that of the top Lichen Stage.

However, during the battle between Yan Nu and a group of yellow scarf warriors.

A voice sounded from the other end: "Asshole, why did you trap me in the formation?"

It turns out that in the illusion of the ancient battlefield, in addition to Yan Slave and the million-strong army, there is also Master Yuan Fu.

He and his remaining Xuanwu were also trapped in the Sky Mark Formation.

"Zhenren Yuanfu, we don't want to, but you are too close to him. This formation is so huge that it can only cover you all together."
To be continued...