In the underground space under the City Lord's Mansion of Tianyun City, the light of thunder was blazing, illuminating the vast space, and the sound of thunder resounded, mixed with a somewhat hoarse roar.

"Boom~"

Two thunder spears pierced through the void, dragging brilliant purple light through the sky from above, like a heavenly punishment falling from the sky, killing all disobedient people, and the aura of torture and murder stirred through the sky, majestic and inviolable.

Then I saw the thunderous light that shrouded the sky dissipate, and the space returned to calm, falling into silence as if nothing had happened.

It's just that there are dozens of corpses on the ground again, and the formations covered around them are damaged in many places, and on the high altar, two thunder spears pierced down, nailing the two charred corpses above, it was Xiao Xuan, the city lord of Tianyun City, and the leader of the Heaven Protector Sect.

The figures of the two shadow guards appeared behind Xue Qinghan, Xue Qinghan took a look, and found that the injuries on the two were not serious, and it was not too difficult to kill the two.

Xue Qinghan looked at the blood-colored formations covering the entire ground, and then looked at the altar in the center, his eyes were slightly condensed, in the fierce battle just now, the four walls and the formations distributed on the top of his head were all destroyed, only the blood-colored formations on the ground were not damaged at all, and even the thunder spear that penetrated into the altar could not cut off the blood-colored brilliance that flowed through the altar.

The strength of these formations exceeded Xue Qinghan's expectations, if they couldn't break through this formation, they would still not be able to rescue the blood demons trapped in them, and after a long time, I am afraid that the blood demons and everyone else will lose their qi and blood power and die.

Moreover, Xue Qinghan felt that these people were not only the power of qi and blood, but even the power of the divine soul, which was simply sacrificing everything a person and extracting it alive, and the means were not ruthless.

"Can you destroy this big array?" Xue Qinghan asked, turning his head to look at the two shadow guards.

The two of them groaned slightly, trying to forcibly destroy the large array with their own strength, but they found that these formations were extinguished, and they repaired themselves extremely quickly, and with the strength of the two of them, it was not impossible to break all the formations in one fell swoop, but the problem was that there was no guarantee that the formation patterns would envelop those who were already weak, including the blood demons.

Xue Qinghan had a headache, they didn't have a formation division here, and it was impossible to break the formation with skill. What Xue Qinghan's Dao Yan Pupil can do is only to gain insight into the trajectory of the movement of the Great Dao and deduce the mysteries in it to find flaws, but he himself does not know much about the way of the pattern.

At this moment, the Easy Sword in Xue Qinghan's hand suddenly trembled out of its sheath and was suspended in front of Xue Qinghan's body, with the tip of the sword pointing to the altar. Xue Qinghan was surprised, he actually felt the meaning of longing from the fluctuation of the Sword Spirit of the Easy Sword, and there was a trace of joy, just like a child trembling when he saw his favorite candy.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghan's heart moved, and he let go of his control over the Xiaoyao Sword, and saw that the Xiaoyao Sword instantly rushed out like a wild horse, flying directly to the altar.

Xue Qinghan's figures followed, landing on the altar, and saw that the Xiaoyao Sword was directly inserted into the pool of blood in the altar.

Suddenly, the blood in the blood pool was flourishing, and wisps of blood-colored light rose up, winding towards the Easy Sword.

It is not accurate to say that the blood light is wrapped around the Xiaoyao Sword, but it should be that the Xiaoyao Sword is absorbed by the blood-colored brilliance containing huge energy.

Devour it constantly.

It can be clearly seen that the blood-colored lines in the center of the Xiaoyao Sword have become more and more bewitching, like a living thing, and wisps of tiny Dao patterns have stretched out, almost covering the entire sword body.

Through the connection between the souls, Xue Qinghan clearly felt that the power of the Easy Sword was getting stronger, its spirituality was growing rapidly, and the wisps of Dao within the sword spirit were converging, and the Dao patterns were intertwined, faintly showing signs of imminent advancement.

The sword spirit of the Easy Sword is an innate sword spirit, and it has growth, which Xue Qinghan knows, but it is not so easy for the spirit weapon to advance to the Dao Weapon, the innate breeds the rules of the Great Dao, and the imprinted Great Dao pattern, and the innate weapon is much stronger than the ordinary Dao weapon refined. Of course, when it comes to the level of the Artifact Emperor Weapon, there is not much difference between the innate and the acquired except for the potential, after all, the person who can refine the artifact of this level is already a person who has cultivated and cultivated.

In a short period of time, the Xiaoyao Sword was enveloped in a blood-colored cocoon of light, but the pool of blood dried up rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the replenishment that flowed through the formation pattern could not keep up with the speed of consumption.

Xue Qinghan's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't stop the Xiaoyao Sword from devouring the Shenhua in the blood pool, because he noticed that as the Shenhua in the blood pool passed, it dried up quickly, and the light of those formation patterns actually dimmed a little, and the power was weakened, as if the ability of the entire large array was from these Shenhua energy drawn through the formation patterns.

"Drawing energy from the formation pattern, and using the energy to supply the operation of the large array, is really the ultimate use of resources. ”

Xue Qinghan has no good impression of the Heaven Protector Sect, and can even be said to be extremely hateful, but this kind of method, vicious to vicious, is really subtle. I just don't know what the Heaven Protector Sect is planning, you know, there are at least one hundred and eight such altars in the three major empires. It is also possible to imagine how many human beings were needed as sacrifices.

After a while, the blood pool was almost completely dried up, and the Carefree Sword was wrapped in a rich blood-colored Shenhua, and it disappeared into the snow and cold dantian in a flash, but it was with a bit of unfinished meaning.

"It's now, break the formation and save people!"

Xue Qinghan opened his mouth to speak, and when he spoke, his figure flashed, and he was already standing on top of a formation, but at this time, these formations appeared dim, and his power was sharply reduced.

The sword intent permeated out, the sword qi enveloped the vast space, and wisps of sword light fell down, instantly cutting off the blood-colored formations that had dimmed one after another, and a large area of the formation became fragmented.

However, while these formations were destroyed, they wriggled like poisonous snakes and recovered quickly. Moreover, Xue Qinghan could feel that those formation patterns seemed to have spirits, as if he had sensed the crisis, and he began to devour the Shenhua in the bodies of the people trapped in the formation even more frantically.

How could Xue Qinghan let him get his wish? It was wise to take advantage of his illness to ask him for his life.

At the same time as the sword light fell, Xue Qinghan stepped heavily on the ground. Suddenly, a powerful force penetrated under the ground, causing the earth to shake, and hideous openings cracked on the ground.

"Bang~"

The sound was endless, and I saw that one after another figures were shaken out from under the ground, and their bodies fell weakly to the ground, and when the blood-colored formation was restored, the sacrifice was no longer there, and it could only become rootless water.

Xue Qinghan didn't care about anything else, and his figure flashed

It has appeared in other places, and as concocted, pieces of formation patterns have been broken, leaving unconscious figures all over the ground.

Not only was Xue Qinghan like this, but Mo Yu, Mo Jiuqing, and the two shadow guards were also attacking at the same time, breaking the pieces of formation and shaking the sacrifices buried in the soil layer out of the ground.

It didn't take long for Xue Qinghan and a few people to stand around the altar, and there were holes left on the ground, and there were many unconscious figures lying there.

And the strange blood-colored formation pattern did not completely repair itself in the end, and after there was no sacrifice, it completely lost the support of energy, until it finally completely dimmed and converged into the altar.

Xue Qinghan supported the blood demon, the blood demon at this time looked extremely weak, there was no trace of blood on his face, his breath was sluggish, and the whole person seemed to be drained, as thin as firewood.

"Childe, what should you do with these people?" Mo Jiuqing looked at the unconscious figure lying on the ground and asked.

"Leave them alone, leave it to the authorities, and make some noise when you leave. Xue Qinghan said, many of these people should be prisoners, Mo said that Xue Qinghan can't take them out of here, let alone let these people out, I believe those people can handle it better than him.

But before that, we'll have to destroy this thing. Xue Qinghan's gaze turned to the nine-story altar that stood tall, and at this time, the altar had lost the coverage of the blood-colored formation, but it was still crimson, revealing a trace of evil aura.

The sword intent on Xue Qinghan's body diffused out, and the sword qi surged, condensing into a long sword in Xue Qinghan's hand. The long sword slashed down with an understatement, and saw a snow-bright sword light cut through the space, slashing straight towards the blood-colored nine-layer altar.

With a soft sound, the sword light penetrated through the altar without any suspense, and the altar split directly from the middle, and then the sword qi exploded, and the spider web-like cracks instantly climbed up the entire altar, and finally turned into pieces of rubble and flew in a roar.

Looking at the altar that was completely destroyed, Xue Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief, the blood was rescued, and an altar was destroyed, and the trip could be said to be very smooth.

He was about to retract his gaze, but at this time, Xue Qinghan felt a slight strangeness from between the pile of rubble, and the halo of stars in his eyes flowed, but he found that there was an unusual aura spread under the rubble.

With a wave of his palm, the fierce wind blew a pile of rubble away, Xue Qinghan held it in one hand, and a suction burst out, and he saw a blood-colored light under the rubble being ingested straight out and falling into Xue Qinghan's hand.

It was a fist-sized blood-colored bead, like blood condensed, and it was warm and moist in the hand, comparable to the finest jade. On the surface of the beads, there are complicated runes engraved with them, exuding a strange aura, and there is a faint devouring power permeating from it, and even the eyes want to sink into it, and at the same time, there is a rich evil qi diffusion.

Xue Qinghan raised his eyebrows, this bead was not big, but Xue Qinghan felt that there was an unpredictable power in it, and the strange blood-colored formation before seemed to be centered on it.

Xue Qinghan couldn't see the subtlety of the beads for a while, so he put the beads away, glanced at the messy battlefield, and it was time to leave. However, before leaving, let's make a little noise, after all, we want those people to notice that this is not the place Xue Qinghan raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth and his eyes narrowed slightly.

3100 words, a little later.