Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The sudden change in the outside alarmed everyone around the iceberg, even the four powerful spiritual warriors who were fighting fiercely, and the two terrifying giant beasts. However, it seemed that it did not affect those in the formation at all. The ice tribesmen.

In fact, the Icefield tribesmen who are in the formation can't really feel the external changes. Because at this time in that formation, the spiritual energy of various attributes and the power of rules of various attributes are also in an extremely chaotic state.

If it were any other human warrior, even a strong one in the Concentration Stage, facing such terrifying energy raging, he would definitely suffer heavy injuries.

Even the tyrannical body of the beast race will still be harmed under the ravages of such rules, but it is just slightly stronger than humans of the same level.

Only a special ethnic group like the Ice Tribe can resist the damage caused to the body by this chaotic spiritual energy and the power of rules. Not only would they not be harmed if they were in it, they could also maintain control of the formation and continuously inject energy into the iceberg.

At this time, everyone in the Icefield Tribe needs to bear the huge pressure generated during the operation of the formation. They feel as if they are working together to push a huge boulder from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

When I first started moving from the bottom of the mountain, the speed was not very fast and the slope was very gentle. There was nothing special about it. However, as we walked towards the top of the mountain step by step, the slope began to gradually become steeper, and everyone's pressure was increasing every moment.

Even in this situation, no one can stop and must continue to push the boulder toward the top of the mountain. Especially at this time, when pushing the boulder, everyone must keep in step. Even a small mistake will directly cause the boulder to slip, and everyone pushing the boulder will be wiped out.

The ice tribe people in the formation were like those who worked together to push the boulder up the mountain. Not only do everyone have to push with all their strength, but they also have to carefully maintain a delicate balance. Everyone can feel that even with so much effort, everyone is still on the verge of losing control, and the formation will not collapse at any time. Need to be surprised.

But even so, the formation has been operating for at least two quarters of an hour from its construction to this moment, and the formation is still in normal operation.

All this is due to the fact that the figure in the center of the formation is slightly thin and has some rickets. The elder of the Icefield Tribe is the core of the entire formation. He does not seem to be directly involved in the operation of the formation, but he is.

It means making subtle adjustments to the formation at all times.

There is a saying called "Fifteen buckets to fetch water", which describes a person's inner anxiety. You can imagine that fifteen buckets are pumping water at the same time. Some are up and some are down. If it is difficult to maintain balance, the water will be spilled directly.

That is to say, each of the fifteen buckets must be controlled well, otherwise as long as one is messed up, the others will follow. And once it becomes chaotic, it is almost impossible to regain balance and it will only become more and more chaotic.

Although this elder of the Icefield Tribe did not directly participate in any node of the formation, he was at the center of the formation. It is not the core of the formation. This formation has no core, only a special center.

The entire formation is like a river, and those nodes maintain connections between the rivers. These nodes can only be responsible for their own position, but the old man needs to balance all the nodes. If the water level of some nodes is high, he will immediately release the node to let the water flow out quickly. If the water level of some nodes is too low, Just need to save a little bit.

All nodes are like individual small dams. They seem to affect several rivers connected to them. In fact, any node can affect all rivers.

At this time, an existence like an old man is needed. He is in the formation, looking at the overall situation, and at the same time making adjustments to every detail of the formation to stabilize the operation of the entire formation.

It has been very difficult for the old man to maintain the operation of the formation. At this moment, the old man not only looks more rickety, but his thin body seems to be ready to collapse at any time.

The skin of the Ice Plains tribesmen was originally white with a hint of blue, so now the old man's face was obviously very ugly, but it didn't look that obvious.

However, when many Icefield tribesmen saw a hint of defeat in the old man's pale face at this moment, they understood how bad the old man's current condition was.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the old man. Everyone's eyes were anxious and questioning. It's just that no one dares to leave their post without permission, and no one dares to stop operating the formation.

The old man was very tired at this time, and that fatigue was not physical fatigue.

, but mental and psychological exhaustion. He must keep his nerves tight at all times, and at the same time constantly observe the changes in the surrounding formations. Not only must he ensure that any minor problems can be adjusted immediately, but he must also adjust them well without making any mistakes.

Noticing that the tribesmen around him were looking at him, the old man was slightly startled at first, and then he understood what everyone was worried about.

"Leave me alone, remember our responsibilities, remember our mission, remember how much our family paid to return to our ancestral land, remember how we spent these years.

The moment we step out of our ancestral land, there is no other choice. There is only one road in front of us. No matter how hard and bumpy it is, we must go on it. "

The old man clearly told everyone that when they leave their ancestral land, everyone should stop speaking the Ice Plains language and everyone must adapt to life in Kunxuan Continent.

However, the old man's words at this moment were completely spoken in the ancient language of the Ice Plains Tribe. And these words are even more sonorous and powerful with the unique pronunciation method of the ice tribe, as if they are singing an ancient war song.

In addition, the old man's words seemed to penetrate into the hearts of every tribesman present. Everyone seemed to have seen hundreds of thousands of Icefield tribesmen fighting in bloody battles from the Tianping Mountains. They were pursued and intercepted by countless strong humans, heading towards the extreme north. Heading into the ice fields.

It seems that tens of thousands of Icefield tribesmen have been seen. After returning to their ancestral land, a large number of them died of serious injuries. In the past few years, many Icefield tribesmen have continued to die, either because of lack of medical treatment or because of hunting accidents. They all died one after another.

The old man's voice echoed in everyone's ears, and everyone's hearts seemed to become firm at this time. They all withdrew their eyes and focused again on the formation in front of them.

The formation that was a little unstable just now has now become extremely stable. This is no longer just the result of the old man's control and balance, but the result of everyone's concerted efforts.

When everyone has the same purpose and no distracting thoughts in their minds, even the old man does not need to help everyone maintain the balance and stability of the formation at this moment.

The old man couldn't help but feel a little stunned by this change, and a feeling of extreme fatigue came to his heart. The old man felt dizzy before his eyes, as if countless steel needles were being inserted into his mind.

But even in such severe pain, the old man's face showed

A smile appeared. No one knew that if it continued, the old man might run out of oil and die. The old man was not worried that he would die. He was just worried that if he died, he would not be able to maintain the operation of the formation to the end. He was even more worried about the fate of his people.

But what surprised the old man was that at this moment, everyone seemed to be united in their hearts, and they couldn't even tell you and me apart.

Although this has something to do with the relatively simple minds of the Ice Plains people, this team had internal conflicts before this, and even the actions in front of them had different voices.

Precisely because the people of the Ice Plains are simple-minded, their personalities are also very stubborn, and it is difficult to change things they are sure of. Therefore, after the formation was constructed, the old man would work very hard to maintain the balance of the formation and make adjustments at all times, otherwise he would not be able to sustain it so quickly.

The people of the Ice Plains are not good at spiritual cultivation. The one with the highest spiritual cultivation among the team is the old man at the center of the formation. As for maintaining the operation of the formation, no one can replace it except the old man. Therefore, even if the old man has endured until the fuel is exhausted, he has no intention of stopping. His idea is to persist until the end as long as he has breath.

The formation constructed by the Ice Tribe is different from the general formation. This formation has no core. Because the formation is a transit, a large amount of absorbed energy and power of rules are eventually transferred into the iceberg. If there is a formation core, this transfer is prone to changes, and no one is suitable to be the core.

Although there is no core, there is the old man as the center of the formation. He replaces the existence of the core and at the same time stabilizes the operation of the formation. Almost all the pressure was concentrated on him, keeping the formation from collapsing during the infusion and delivery of such terrifying energy and rule power.

Fortunately, the Icefield tribesmen in the formation were finally able to understand the old man. By understanding the old man, they were able to synchronize their thinking, and everyone acted at the same pace.

Now every Icefield tribesman in the formation can even perform small movements like "raising hands and feet" in a uniform manner, and there is no longer any problem in the operation of the formation.

The old man took a deep breath and raised his head to look at the iceberg. The huge iceberg had now begun to become illusory. On the contrary, those formations became very solid at this time, as if the iceberg was about to disappear, leaving only those formations, shining with all kinds of dazzling brilliance.