Chapter 1917
Controlling three golden armor formations at the same time, the formation spirit became stronger again.
Set up the formation, continue to set up the formation.
The soul is constantly arranging formations.
Countless runes are flying in the soul world, forming a rune array.
One formation after another appeared.
The soul formation techniques are becoming more and more skillful, and the formation speed is also increasing.
It took half a day to set up a formation, but later it only took two hours to set up one.
The formation spirit is also very busy. It has more and more formations to control.
But this guy seemed very happy and very excited.
As it controls more and more formations, its power gradually becomes stronger and its spirituality becomes more and more obvious.
Finally, when the number of formations it controlled reached ten, the formation spirit suddenly swelled.
Spirituality seemed to have broken through a bottleneck and surged several times.
"¨｀Master, name 々々!"
"Master, give me a name!"
The sound of milky milk echoed in the soul world.
The formation spirit's consciousness has become a little stronger again, like a child that has grown a few years older.
Lin Moyu couldn't help but laugh, "Then let's call him Xiao Jin."
The formation spirit was very happy to receive the name, "Thank you Master, Xiao Jin will serve the Master with all his strength."
Lin Moyu thought it was funny to hear the milky sound.
The soul continued to set up the formation, and one formation in two hours was already the limit. This speed was already quite astonishing.
Formations appeared one after another, forming an array like an army.
With Xiao Jin controlling it, the formation operates in an orderly and orderly manner.
Lin Moyu truly felt the benefits of the formation spirit. With Xiao Jin, he didn't have to worry about the formation at all.
There are more and more golden armor arrays in the soul, eventually forming a square array with ten horizontal and ten vertical ones (Qian Zhao).
Xiao Jin, who had turned into a huge ball, stopped in the center of the array, like a general commanding an army, controlling all formations.
Every ten seconds, one hundred golden armor talismans will fly out of the formation and fly into the corresponding magic stars.
Xiaojin now has certain communication skills and can understand some simple instructions from Lin Moyu.
With one hundred golden armor formations, it only takes seven months to fuse the entire undead army with golden armor talismans.
At that time, the defense power of the undead army will be greatly increased.
Lin Moyu looked at the array of golden armor formations and recalled what he had done during this period.
He suddenly came up with a more bold idea.
"If I could draw a formation that could replicate the formation..."
"Then I don't need to set up the formation again and again."
This whimsical thought was erased as soon as it passed by.
There was self-mockery in his eyes, he really wanted to run away as soon as he learned to walk, he was too ambitious.
Chapter 1,635 Return to the ancient battlefield!
About 500 million kilometers away from the 'Chu 13283 Galaxy' galaxy, there is an ancient battlefield.
The number of this ancient battlefield is 13283, and it belongs to the jurisdiction of the first galaxy No. 13283.
This is how the ancient battlefield is named. It is named according to the number of the galaxy where it is located.
There are hundreds of ancient battlefields in the Star Territory of the Human Divine City, and they are all like this.
After entering the big world, Lin Moyu has become accustomed to this method of naming by numbers.
It seems simple and crude, but it is actually very effective.
Since the emergence of the Human Emperor Network, the human race has also adapted to this method.
If in the past, various names told you the name of a galaxy, it might be difficult to think of where this galaxy is? What level does it belong to.
A stream of light came from the distant sky and flew into the ancient battlefield.
After having a hundred golden armor formations, it only takes seven months for every member of the Undead Legion to fuse the golden armor talisman.
After possessing a hundred golden armor formations, Lin Moyu chose to stop.
If we continue to deploy the Golden Armor Formation, the time can be further shortened.
However, in terms of cost performance, it is no longer very cost-effective.
Lin Moyu had stayed in this starry sky for more than 400 days, and spent more than a year in silence like this.
More than 400 days, for other practitioners, is just a blink of an eye.
But for Lin Moyu, who is less than 40 years old, 180 is not too short.
After he arranged hundreds of golden armor formations, he also arranged X large formations of faith.
At this moment, the formation of faith has enveloped all the undead legions.
Coupled with the real world, Lin Moyu can gain 100 points of power of faith every day.
Now the power of his faith has exceeded 40,000 copies.
Stepping into the second ancient battlefield, I once again felt the vast atmosphere from the ancient battlefield.
The ancient breath combines the warrior's strong faith, immortal will, death resentment, and indelible soul fragments.
A variety of complex emotions merged together to form a powerful and terrifying evil spirit.
The ancient battlefield at your feet is not far from the previous 12301 ancient battlefield. The atmosphere of the two ancient battlefields is somewhat similar, but different.
The battles experienced by this ancient battlefield seemed to be more intense, and the ruins on the battlefield were even more seriously damaged.
Walking in the ancient battlefield, Lin Moyu could feel the deep sadness.
It seems that countless soldiers have been howling unbearably here, with grief and anger.
Lin Moyu felt that the warriors on the ancient battlefield had been defeated.
Inexplicably, he felt distressed.
This feeling came suddenly and strangely.
He paused and thought carefully.
I think this situation should be related to Meng Anwen (caca).
In the last ancient battlefield, he saw a tall tower built in imitation of the god Xia Tower.
Although he was not completely sure that it was Shenxia Tower, a vague feeling told him that this was Shenxia Tower.
Naturally, he got in touch with Meng Anwen.
Subconsciously, Lin Moyu felt that the ancient battlefield had some unclear relationship with him.
It's just that with his current ability, he can't explain this relationship. It's too complicated and hides too many secrets.
Lin Moyu fell into deep thought again and remained motionless.
There were evil spirits wandering on the ancient battlefield. They felt the breath of living creatures and rushed towards Lin Moyu.
Evil spirits are full of resentment, obsession, and all kinds of messy emotions.
When it pounced on Lin Moyu, Lin Moyu was still immersed in his own thoughts and did not react.
The body bloomed with bright golden light, and the golden body of the God King activated naturally.
The body instinctively blocked the invasion of the evil spirits. The golden body of the God King shone in the ancient battlefield, and the energy and blood flowed like thunder.
The evil spirit seemed to have encountered something terrible and ran away screaming.
The blood energy is like thunder, echoing in the ancient battlefield.
Every heartbeat was like a thunder, as if the entire ancient battlefield was shaking.
The evil spirit retreated, and all resentment, obsession, and unwillingness were shaken away at this moment.
Lin Moyu came back to his senses and felt the majestic power coming from every part of his body.
The feeling of a strong body is completely different from the feeling of a strong soul.
The feeling of power all over his body fascinated him even more.
Walking on the ancient battlefield seems slow but is actually fast.
Lin Moyu's figure seemed to be teleporting, and he could travel tens of thousands of meters with each step.
Seeing again the tower that had crumbled to him.