From the bloodline of the Yellow Emperor, who was known as the ancestor of Chinese civilization 5,000 years ago.

Ji Yiming's left and right hands were cut open arteries, and hot blood gushed out from the blood vessels and spilled all over the ground.

Pressing the last key on the laptop, Yan Siguang stood next to him and watched Yin Hong's blood gushing out of his veins and seeping into the dark formation on the ground like money, and smiled with satisfaction.

"......" Ji Yiming knew that the situation was critical at this moment, and he didn't even dare to adjust his internal breath, lest the wound heal automatically under the operation of "Taiyi Longevity". But looking at this guy's appearance, he couldn't help frowning, and let at least 300 ml of blood flow out of the wound before asking, "Is it enough?"

"Enough, enough. Yan Siguang reluctantly looked at his severed artery, and couldn't help but take out the test tube to catch some more blood for backup: "Wait and see, that guy is finished!"

He turned his laptop so that Ji Yiming could also see the pattern on the screen: "The formation you arranged just now is the back door left by the hundreds of Wumen Sect Masters when they built the city and the big array. And then I'm a genius...... Putting them together into a system that is enough to collapse the main body of the Witchcraft Evergreen Formation. ”

On the computer screen, the dozen or so green points of light and dozens of straight lines are slowly rotating into a pure black overall outline. Seeing this, Ji Yiming's heart moved slightly, and he quickly realized that this silhouette was becoming more and more similar to the black shadow on Wan Yan Yan's body.

At the same time, in this abbreviated version of "Wudao Evergreen Array" arranged by Yan Siguang, more than a dozen green light points quietly lit up, which happened to perfectly correspond to the dozen nodes of "Backdoor Formation".

"Is it okay just like this?" Ji Yiming still felt a little uneasy, hesitated, and once again condensed a thin line of spiritual consciousness and rushed towards the direction of the small building of the City History Museum.

It's just that before this thin line could be extended for more than ten seconds, he felt that something was stabbed somewhere in his mind, and the invincible spiritual sense of "Taiyi Longevity Formula" dissipated in an instant.

"Formation interference?"

Yan Siguang's eyes were always fixed on the formation stained with Ji Yiming's blood, and he replied without raising his head: "Two abbreviated formations snatch control of the Witch Dao Evergreen Formation, plus more than a dozen back doors form a formation to interfere with it, at this moment, the entire Witch City is like a huge and incomparable bucket, of course, it will interfere with your spiritual sense." ”

"But don't worry, we'...... Got the upper hand. ”

The fat black man looked excited, and the fat on his body was constantly trembling, and a pair of small eyes in the black-framed glasses were staring at the black aperture above the formation—at this moment, it had grown a little bigger, about four or five centimeters in diameter more than a basketball.

The only difference was that the inside of the aperture, which was originally empty and only the entire air, was like the formation that Wanyan Ji'an had arranged on the second floor of the City History Museum, passing through all kinds of strange scenes and phantoms.

Exotic flowers and plants, reckless beasts.

Dragons and phoenixes, unicorns, turtles, cranes, snakes and tigers.

These phantoms were not as clear as he had seen in the small building of the City History Museum, but they continued to brighten and become more and more complete and condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ji Yiming took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his worries about the safety of Ying Xingtian, Yu Zhenzhen and others, and looked at the black circle of light that did not continue to grow: "You are the gateway to the avenue...... Did you move here?"

"Snatch control of the big array, and use those back doors to short-circuit it. Yan Siguang began to operate the computer again, recording the various phantoms in the aperture, and occasionally squatted down to adjust a few details of the abbreviated version of the formation: "Wanyan Ji'an sacrificed the witch soldier Wanyan Yan, who has been refined as the core of the formation from the very beginning, and the control of the formation is definitely above me." But with the help of these dozen or so back doors left by the Zhongxing Patriarchs of the Wumen, and more importantly, with the purest Chinese bloodline of you, the descendant of the Yellow Emperor, I am at least seventy percent sure that he will eventually be unable to stand the formation and die!"

Speaking of this, Ji Yiming realized that his hands were still bleeding, and after confirming with Yan Siguang again, he hurriedly ran the "Taiyi Longevity Formula" to stop the arterial bleeding, and the two wounds gradually began to heal.

"How long does it take to succeed. Recalling the tragic situation of Li Xiang's whole person being burned to ashes by the light flame in the small building of the City Pavilion, Ji Yiming's heart still inevitably sank slightly: "We don't have much time, if we drag it out any longer...... There will be another death...... After Yan Ji'an sacrificed Li Xiang, God knows who will be next. ”

Yan Siguang, who had never dared to think about this question since the beginning, had a smile on his face, and his fingers froze on the keyboard and hovered for a moment before pressing it again: "It may be soon...... It can also be slow. ”

He sighed lightly and looked at the formation pattern on the ground that had absorbed all the blood flowing from Ji Yiming: "I hope your bloodline can be powerful enough to trigger the backdoor of all formations as soon as possible." ”

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On the abbreviated formation arranged by Yan Siguang, a phantom spectacle began to appear in the black aperture.

Correspondingly, the simple formation arranged by Wanyan Ji'an, plus the center of the twelve square inch formations in the surrounding four elephant gossip positions, the black aperture after the sacrifice to Li Xiang just now did not become larger.

Even the previously clear phantom began to fade gradually, fading at least half of it at a visible rate.

Noticing this situation, Yan Ji'an's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he stood at the overlap of the "Taiyin" position of the four elephants and the "Kun" position of the gossip, and four handprints and fingerprints were formed in his hands in a row: "What's the situation, why did the portal of the Tongtian Avenue fade after sacrificing one person? Is it that the battle with your group of people in front consumes too much of the Wucheng heritage?"

Ying Xingtian looked at the pile of ashes left after Li Xiang was burned clean by the light flame, his expression was calm and his eyes were deep.

He was still sitting cross-legged on the ground and had not recovered any of his internal breath and blood, but when he saw the phantom change in the black aperture in mid-air, he naturally understood that it was Ji Yiming and Yan Siguang who finally made a move.

That strange "formation" finally came into play in a surprising way.

(Boss Yan, the lives of all the members of my Qianlong Yuan present are in your hands at this moment.) ）

(With the help of Ji Yiming, a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, with your ability...... It should be all done!)

The familiarity in the room had vanished, and he had lost contact with the first two without being able to operate his smartwatch.

But the faith of the first man in the world was stronger than ever.

Even after watching Yan Ji'an's hands keep forming all kinds of mystical handprints and fingerprints, and the more and more energetic body continued to emit stars and blue brilliance into the formation patterns, he didn't have the slightest hesitation in his heart.

But...... Gotta be quick, gotta hurry!

Winning Xingtian sighed in his heart, but the worst he expected happened.

After finishing the handprint fingerprint, Wan Yan Ji'an looked up at the eye circle, and saw that the phantom inside was still slowly fading, and his face quickly became ugly: "Aren't there enough sacrifices?"

He stretched out one hand, and soon the void took a member of the Hidden Dragon Yuan in his hand, grabbed it, and threw it directly into the core of the formation.

This is a middle-grade martial artist named "Huang Shusheng", who usually doesn't talk much but is good at observing the topography of mountains and rivers, and has a lot of experience in locking the most critical locations in the exploration of ruins.

After Yan Ji'an glanced at Ying Xingtian again, he didn't say much, but the sarcastic smile in his eyes represented everything.

The latter's facial muscles twitched, and his body trembled slightly with anger, but he also didn't say anything.

Hatred and hatred cannot be dissolved by any words.

Only by seeing this prince die in the present can he sacrifice all the souls of his peers in the sky who are sacrificed in the ruins.

So......

(Hurry up, hurry up!)

The roar in Ying Xingtian's heart didn't work.

"Huang Shusheng" was still in his eyes and eyes, just like Li Xiang before, the crimson light flame triggered by Wanyan Ji'an's handprint burned into ashes from the skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs.

The whole process lasted two minutes.

In the past two minutes, the black aperture on the abbreviated version of "Wudao Evergreen Array" has become slightly brighter, although it has not continued to grow, but the internal phantom has also re-solidified, and all kinds of flowers, plants, strange beasts, and wonders have rotated and flickered endlessly.

"It really works, thank you little guys who don't know how to live or die and rush in and help my witch sect complete the greatest miracle in thousands of years. Wan Yan Ji'an stared at the aperture, and his eyes showed a look of satisfaction: "There are still twelve sacrifices left, maybe it won't take all of them to open the entire avenue to heaven." ”

Ying Xingtian stared at him coldly, but still didn't speak.

In addition to the outright hatred in his eyes, there was also an indescribable ...... Commiseration.

You who think you have a chance to win...... I'm afraid I still don't know what kind of combination I'm fighting against for control of this big array.

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"I don't have enough blood!

The moment Huang Shusheng was sacrificed, Yan Siguang's face changed slightly: "That beast has used the lives of our members of the Hidden Dragon Yuan as fuel for the Witch Dao Evergreen Array to sacrifice, Brother Ji, I can only rely on you anymore......"

Ji Yiming, whose wound had just healed, did not hesitate at all, and directly used his strength to collapse the two scars on his wrist, controlling the internal breath of "Taiyi Longevity Formula", avoiding all the meridians on his arm, and clenching his hands into fists to help the blood flow faster.

Yan Siguang hurriedly continued to smear the formation pattern with his blood, so that his hands were covered with blood and he didn't bother to wipe it, but he quickly found those nodes that represented the backdoor position in the formation, and continuously smeared Ji Yiming's blood on it, with a self-reproachful expression on his face: "I didn't calculate the exact amount, and I was dodged by that beast again!"

Ji Yiming, whose face had begun to turn pale because of excessive blood loss, sank his mind, looking at the black fat man who was covered with blood and busy making a mess, even if his body was shaky, he always stood firmly in place: "Don't mess around!

The latter took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions and did not speak again, but the movements of his hands were getting faster and faster.

More than ten seconds later.

On top of the formation that was covered with blood......

An extremely dazzling black brilliance burst into the sky in an instant, surrounding the center of the aperture and soaring into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and rushed to the location of the rock dome above.

It's like a chain reaction.

More than a dozen rays of the same color were also in the southeast, northwest, and northwest positions of the entire Wucheng, almost in no particular order.

Yan Siguang Huo Ran raised his head, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Signal! It's a signal! Lao Tzu's formation, finally waiting for this moment!"