Chapter 3605: Rules for vomiting blood

As time passed, Tang Zhen discovered more secrets.
It turned out that the ancient creatures in this space would not continuously launch attacks, but would stop every period of time.
It's like a high-speed machine that always has to take a breath, otherwise it will be damaged sooner or later.
Ancient creatures are very special, between flesh and blood and energy bodies, they also possess chaotic properties.
The strength is extremely strong, and the endurance is extremely strong, but also never tired.
When ancient creatures are resting, it can be counted as an attack interval.
When the interval came, it was the monks' turn to exert their strength and sprint forward with all their strength.
There is no need to resist attacks, and the cracking efficiency is more than doubled.
This scene of full competition looks quite spectacular.
Tang Zhen was amazed, and took the opportunity to observe, so as to collect more intelligence information.
This kind of intermittent battle is just the best time to observe the monks' cards.
At this moment, Tang Zhen had already regarded all the monks as imaginary enemies, and was ready to fight with them.
As long as Wen Youshen will be killed, the monks blocking the way in front of him are likely to confront Tang Zhen.
Of course, there is also a possibility that Tang Zhen and Wen Youshen will all die together and will not be able to participate in the competition of chance.
If this is the case, Tang Zhen has nothing to say.
Tang Zhen also knew that while he was observing others, he was also being observed by others.
It's just that from the beginning to the end, he didn't resort to real hole cards, and the enemy could not detect his true strength.
When encountering this kind of intermittent period, it is even more impossible to hide your own strength, otherwise there will be no way to break the rules and obstacles that block the road, let alone seize the opportunity to move forward.
The interval is not very long, but for a well-prepared monk, this short time is enough to do a lot of things.
Roaring and howling sounds came one after another, one after another silhouettes broke through the rule obstacles, and stepped forward firmly.
There are even some monks who have taken more than one step.
Seeing the performance of these monks, Tang Zhen couldn't help but be puzzled. If the rule barrier could be broken like this, why did the monks stay in the mysterious space for a long time?
Thinking about it, maybe it involves certain rules.
Mysterious space may be its own world, not interfering with the outside world, and so are the rules of time.
The monk was trapped in this space, and time stopped flowing. Even if he entered this place ten thousand years later, he would still have the opportunity to compete with Tang Zhen.
If another monk appeared, even though he and Tang Zhen were only fore and aft, they would probably come from ten thousand years later.
It is for this reason that Wen Youshen Jiang, a latecomer, can also participate in the competition.
The same is true for Tang Zhen.
Such a method is actually not uncommon, and it will be used in many formations.
This is not important, but it is a good thing. At the very least, fair competition can be guaranteed.
As long as one's own strength is sufficient, it is entirely possible for the latecomers to top.
As soon as this thought emerged, I saw the light ball flashing in front, and a burst of regular power wafted out of the vortex.
None of the monks on the ladder were spared, all of them were at the target of being washed away.
"not good!"
Tang Zhen, who had practiced time rules, immediately noticed the abnormality.
The regular wave released by the vortex light ball is no longer a mess of regular traps, but a return to the original time rule.
This kind of time rule is quite strange. Once the washing is successful, the monks will return to a certain stage before, and their efforts will be wasted.
At this moment, Tang Zhen understood why the cultivators were slow, not only because of the extremely difficult cracking of the rule barrier, but also because of the weird rules that caused headaches.
If the monk can resist the cracking, he can keep everything. If he can't, the situation will become very bad.
The power of the rules came, and the moment had come.
Although Tang Zhen majored in time rules, he did not dare to neglect at this moment, doing his best to resist the impact of the wave of rules.
If the confrontation fails, it will inevitably return to the original position, causing everything to be busy.
The huge number of rules seeds came into use at this moment, not only can help the monks increase the rule power, but also resolve the rule attacks from the enemy.
The greater the number of regular seeds, the higher the rate of resolution.
If it happens that the power of the rules is overwhelming, when the enemy's attack falls on the body, there will even be a breeze blowing effect.
At first glance, it looks earth-shattering, but the damage effect is almost nothing, enough to make any enemy depressed and vomit blood.
For various reasons, Tang Zhen successfully resisted the impact of the rule wave and stayed where he was.
At the same time, Tang Zhen heard a roar, and the figure in front of him kept flashing.
The original lineup changed instantly, and many cultivators left their original positions, obviously not holding the impact of the power of the rules.
The monk who had spoken harshly to Tang Zhen before and had issued a warning was actually only three feet away from him.
The monk was roaring up to the sky with an unwilling expression on his face. If it is not limited by the environment, he is afraid that he will destroy the world to vent his anger.
Not only this monk, but also the General Asking You Shen, who returned to where Tang Zhen was when he first saw it.
At this moment, the general asked You, his expression was extremely hideous, and his previous arrogance was gone.
Seeing him with an angry face, constantly cracking the rules and obstacles, wanting to return to the front position.
Looking at the monks at the top of the queue, they also retreat to varying degrees, but most of them are one-tier or two-tier.
This also made Tang Zhen conclude that the monks in the front might not be able to withstand stronger rules.
The scouring of this wave of rules forced the vast majority of monks to retreat, and only a few monks were able to stay still.
Whether it depends on luck or strength is unknown.
The ancient creatures that had rested before roared again, and started another wave of regular attacks.
The coordination between the ancient creatures and the light ball was tight, and they didn't give the monks a little breathing time.
Obviously, there are not many loopholes in this mysterious space.
Although the rules do not allow the monks to take the initiative to retreat, there are also rules to allow them to return to the beginning, resulting in wasted previous efforts.
To reach the end successfully, not only requires strong strength, but also enough luck.
At this moment, Tang Zhen couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart that what he majored in was time rules.
Although the perception is extremely difficult and the progress is extremely slow, it has become an advantage at this moment.
It doesn't need to be much faster than other monks, as long as it can withstand the impact of each wave of rules, it can ensure steady progress.
As time passed, Tang Zhen would inevitably surpass all the monks and appear at the forefront of the team.
Of course, if you want to do this, you must defeat the monks blocking the road and break all the rules.
Compared with other monks' anger and frustration, Tang Zhen has more confidence, confident that he can solve all the problems.
Looking at the roaring figure ahead, coldness flashed in Tang Zhen's eyes, speeding up the cracking of the rule barrier.
The scale-armored monk who had warned Tang Zhen before, vaguely sensed the cold light coming from behind, his body stiffened slightly.
He turned his head, looked at Tang Zhen's position again, and quickly turned his head back.
His eyes were still fierce, but deep in the bottom of his eyes, occasionally a trace of anxiety flashed.