Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation.

Qishanhui once sacrificed more than 20,000 lives in the city in Suzhen to resurrect his wife Wanyin.

As soon as the name of the "Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation came out", the situation of that night suddenly appeared in front of Xue Yuan's eyes.

The screams one after another, the blood in the air, the corpses that sucked up the life, and greeted...

Granny Money.

Xue Yun clenched his palms violently.

She took a deep breath: "The incident that Qishan returned...... Sure enough, it has something to do with the Feng family!"

Wen Ning didn't know about the Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation and hadn't heard much about Su Zhen, but at this time, he was also sensitive to the difference in the atmosphere, so he silently stayed aside and watched quietly, not disturbed.

"Wen Ning!" Xue Yuan thought of something and turned his head to look at Wen Ning: "Is there any special place in the village that you are not allowed to approach? Is there any ...... in it?"

"Yu'er. Before Wen Ning could answer, Xiao Luo interrupted her: "I have seen it on the way here, and there is nothing in the position of the array." ”

There are even people who have built rudimentary thatched huts there.

“...... No, there is no ...... Isn't the Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation set up for resurrection?" Xue Xuan paused, suddenly remembered something, and his face sank: "Yes, the Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation can't bring people back from the dead, Qi Shan Hui was deceived! If it was the Feng family who deceived him into giving him this evil formation, of course they would know better the true effect of this formation, and their efforts would not be in vain!"

Xiao Luo knew that at this time, Xue Yuan had almost decided that it was the Feng family who deceived Qi Shanhui behind his back and gave him the Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation Array, in fact, he also had such doubts in his heart, but fundamentally, the reason for Xue Yuan's judgment was not like that.

She met the Feng family here, and the Feng family captured her in this village, and the village was set up with a blood sacrifice soul formation, but the formation here was different from the one arranged by Su Zhen Qishan Hui, and it was not set up to resurrect anyone.

It is indeed reasonable to deduce that this evil array is from the Feng family.

But......

"This formation is not complete. Xiao Luo said frankly: "There is only its form, but not its god." ”

Xue Yun was stunned.

"Su Zhen's Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation can't revive people, but its effect of seizing vitality and gathering power is real. The formation is so strong that it can hardly be broken. But here's ...... It didn't get much essence, and it was a little inferior. ”

“...... Imitation?" Xue Yuan didn't expect Xiao Luo to use this word: "No...... Improvement?or ......"

Xiao Luo shook his head at Xue Yuan.

"That ......"

Xiao Luo frowned, and his eyes flashed: "It looks more like that 'son' tried to imitate after knowing about Su Zhen'...... Pastime. ”

“......”

"Judging from the formation arrangement here, at least this 'son' does not have the formation diagram of the Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation in his hand. "Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.

Xue Yuan's chest rose and fell violently for a moment, and he took a deep breath: "Since you are also clumsy in imitation, then ......"

Xiao Luo still broke the little luck in Xue Yuan's heart: "Even if it is not as good as the one that Qishan Hui, the effect of seizing the vitality of the living beings in the formation is still there." "Even because of some deviations in the formation, there is no safety in the entire village, and it is not as safe as Su Zhen, where Qishanhui's mansion is still a calm and unaffected area as the eye of the formation.

Xue Yuan slowly stood up, walked out of the simple wooden house built by Wen Ning, and slowly looked around.

The people who poked their heads timidly out from behind the humble thatched huts and huts all had dazed and panicked faces.

Even those low-level monks who were a little curious about the situation of the two of them and had seen them all looked uneasy.

Wen Ning listened for a long time, some understood, and some didn't.

He raised his head and looked at Xue Yun, who was standing with his back to him at the door of the wooden house, and felt in a trance that the Sister Xue in front of him seemed to be different from the Sister Xue he had seen in Chenzhou Loucheng.

......

After that, Wen Ning, who had stayed in the village and was like a headless fly like everyone else, suddenly became busy.

Even busier than him are his brother Xiao and sister Xue.

After the conversation, the two of them knew about Su Zhen and Wen Ning, and Wen Ning finally understood why Xue Yuan had such a strong reaction after hearing the words "Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation Array".

But unexpectedly, Wen Ning was not very afraid.

If he was the only one here, he thought he would be scared to know about it.

But for now......

The night that grandfather Wen Xian closed his eyes, he talked to him for a long time.

At that time, it was inevitable that their ancestors and grandchildren would come, and the two people who found them in Xiangcheng.

Wen Xian, those two young people, different from him, deserve to be fellowship and trust.

Wen Ning thought that there was nothing wrong with his grandfather's.

After that conversation, the three of them split into two paths, and Xiao Luo walked around the village alone, mostly going to the ordinary Rao residence in the village. And Xue Yuan took him to visit several scattered cultivators who were trapped in this village one by one.

Although Xiao Luo and Xue Yun looked very embarrassed when they were captured in the village, there was no doubt that the two of them were the highest cultivators in this village.

Whether it was the intimidation of the prestige of the high-level Jindan monks, or the uneasiness of being trapped in the current situation of the village, or the fear after believing that the village of Xue Yuan had a life sacrifice array, the twenty-one foundation building period of scattered cultivation, including Wen Ning, went from being scattered in all corners of the village to taking care of themselves, to gradually gathering in one place to temporarily lead Xue Yuan, and it took two days of hard work.

Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief, but Xue Yun didn't have a cherry blossom

Although these scattered cultivators successfully gathered in one place, they didn't believe much in Xue Yuan's method of the Life Sacrifice Formation in their hearts.

And Xiao Luo estimated that the time for the formation had already arrived.

At dusk.

The sunset brightened most of the world, revealing a blood-like color, as if it carried a little sign of something to come.

The "Childe" and his monk guards came from outside the village, and it was rare that the "Childe" who did not sit in his favorite chair was full of excitement compared to the guards who stood silently on the sidelines.

A short distance, separated from the inside and outside of the village.

The people in the village instinctively felt fear, and ordinary people cowered into the grass huts of simple houses and did not dare to take the lead.

The several scattered cultivators gathered behind Xue Yun and Xiao Luo, although they had never seen the tragic situation of Su Zhen with their own eyes, they were still a little chilled at this time.

Outside the village, the blocking killing array had been removed, leaving only a transparent barrier.

Across the barrier, the eyes of the Jindan monk next to the "childe" who had "caught" them that day fell on the two people standing in front of the more than 20 scattered cultivators who had gathered in one place in the village.

Unlike that day outside Dingyuan City, this time, the two people within the formation did not dodge his gaze.

Brother Jindan behind "Childe" frowned, feeling something...... Not very proper.

But at this point, it's too late to do anything more.

The "son", who found it interesting to practice in person, had already pinched the trick and started the blood sacrifice soul formation.

The familiar light and shadow rushed up, and intricate runes lit up in midair, and blood-red patterns were also revealed on the ground.

To many in the village, this is an amazing sight.

But in the eyes of Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan, who have experienced Su Zhen, both in terms of momentum and scale, they are far inferior to the large array that Qishan has personally laid out little by little in 7749 years.

This is not Su Town, and the "childe" is not as good as Qishan Hui.

This is the real opportunity for Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan.

At the moment when the formation enveloped the entire village, several corners of the village faintly flickered with a faint spiritual light, blocking the already chaotic runes on the ground that were difficult to complete and unify, like clear water falling into the ink, diluting the paint on that point. Dozens or hundreds of faint spiritual lights lit up from everywhere, like a sudden light rain, even if it could not wash away all the filth, but it also made the blood-red lines that were not clear even if they spread throughout the village, but they could not connect the lines together.

Outside the village barrier, the anticipation and excitement on the face of the "childe", who had taken a few steps back and moved away a little, suddenly froze.

The village was filled with a depressing atmosphere, and the aura that had been a little bit before was suddenly emptied, and the ordinary people were fine, and the monks gathered together felt it especially clearly.

But, there was no death, no blood.

No cherry blossoms for the time being

This time, the formation was incomplete, and the power was not so powerful, knowing that there would be Feng Jiarao outside, Xiao Luo did not let Xue Yun use the power of the origin to deal with this incomplete and simple Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation like in Su Zhen, which was already considered to be some experience, and then he also recalled Xiao Luo, who had been groping for a long time, and temporarily delayed the start of the Blood Sacrifice with only a few hundred scattered array stones.

But after all, only for a while.

They also need to break down as soon as possible.

After a short period of surprise and panic, the scattered cultivators gathered in one place glanced at each other, and successively took out their weapons and staggered to the designated position according to Xue Yun and Xiao Luo's previous instructions, and merged into the ground with their own spiritual power.

A thin buzzing sound sounded from under everyone's feet, the sound became louder and louder, and the dazzling white light lit up under the feet of the twenty-one scattered cultivators, including Wen Ning, rushing up from within the village, crashing into the strange runes that flickered in midair, and the entire large array trembled.

The "Childe" outside the formation was shocked and took two steps back, and the high-level Jindan monk stepped forward to block in front of the "Childe", looking at the eyes of several scattered cultivators in the formation, it was the first time that he was so sharp and serious.

But although this light made the large array tremble for a moment, it did not break through the formation, but dispersed into fine streamers and submerged into the runes in mid-air, sliding down like water droplets.

Shattered spiritual light drifted through the village, like a sudden fall of frost and snow.

Seeing this, the "childe" dissipated in shock, his face turned red, and he pushed away the Jindan monk who was blocking him, and glared viciously at the scattered cultivators in the formation that he had never seen in his eyes.

Especially Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan, who stood in front of everyone and did not form a formation with them.

"I thought you were very capable, and sure enough...... Waste or waste! Want to break the formation?" The "son" took another step forward, ignoring the obstruction of the Jindan guard, and was almost pasted on top of the formation: "This son will come to see how long you fools who can't help themselves can hold out!"

As soon as the voice fell, the "childe" moved his hand.

Xue Yu hadn't seen it, but Xiao Luo was familiar with it.

Just like the Qishan Hui in Suzhen, the "Childe" wanted to forcibly urge the Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation again.

This is the moment.

Xue Yun took a step back suddenly, but as soon as the spiritual power came out, it was backwards, cutting off the spiritual power input of the formation formed by the twenty-one people behind him.

Xiao Luo took a step forward, his palm slid in front of his chest, and the dazzling golden red light lit up, and a loud knife roared in the world.

Xue Yun once again saw the shadow of the Kunwu knife in Xiao Luo's hand.

A much more condensed Kunwu knife than she had ever seen.

After retrieving another piece of Kunwu Knife from that cave in the hinterland of Yuanzhou, Xiao Luo was already able to summon the Kunwu Knife to use freely.

Holding the Kunwu knife in his hand, the people outside the formation were still surprised, but Xiao Luo didn't dare to delay at all, and slashed a knife outside the formation enchantment-

It was like a glass that was shattered in an instant, and everyone could clearly hear that after the golden-red sword shadow collided with it, it only trembled twice before it shattered, breaking a huge hollow formation enchantment.

After breaking through the barrier of the formation, the much lighter sword shadow did not stop, and continued to move forward, under the frightened eyes of the "childe" of the main formation, it attacked ...... Monk Jindan beside him.

In a hurry, the Jindan guard of this "childe" hurriedly summoned the natal magic weapon to block it in front of him, and the flame-like spiritual power synthesized a barrier, blocking the sword shadow that was about to dissipate, making a piercing roaring collision sound.

He couldn't stop the shadow of the Kunwu knife, and only had time to dodge from the direction of the sword shadow before the barrier shattered and the natal magic weapon broke, and only spurted out a mouthful of blood after the sword shadow had traveled a long way and completely dissipated.

The "Childe" outside the formation and the rest of the foundation building period guards were all stunned by this sudden change, and even watched a little stunned as the Jindan monk who was so powerful in their eyes was seriously injured by a mere sword shadow, or after breaking the formation, most of his strength had been dispersed and his strength was so weak that it was almost impossible to see.

But they were stunned, and Xue Yuan, who had been waiting vigilantly, did not have a cherry

Xue Yuan, who had enough strength, rushed out after the shadow of the knife at the next moment when Xiao Luo swung the Kunwu knife, went out from the broken gap, and grabbed the throat of the nearest "son" who had lost the protection of the Jindan guards, and before the other party had time to react, he dragged the person into the village, and at the same time pinched several consecutive attack spells and landed on several nearby foundation building guards who had not yet reacted.

Seeing that Xue Yun succeeded, Xiao Luo immediately turned around, the Kunwu knife was still held in his palm and did not take it back, he threw out the shuttle, and the prepared loose cultivation quickly boarded, and Xue Yuan also pinched the neck of the "childe" who began to keep calling and struggling.

Xiao Luo's shuttle was really not big, and it was extremely crowded with more than twenty people, but he also managed to rush out of the village along the damage cut by Kunwu's knife.

"Childe!"

For the first time, the guards brought by the "Childe" showed panicked looks, two of them turned back to Dingyuan City to report the news, and the rest chased them in the direction where the shuttle had left under the leadership of Brother Jindan.

The formation that was slowly re-entrenched in the village, and the remaining more than 1,000 residents of Dingyuan City, no one cared about it anymore.

After a while, someone in the village poked his head out and reached out apprehensively to touch the formation barrier that seemed to be different.

You can go out, but you can't go back in.

Damage from the outside couldn't reach the inside of the formation, and not even a stone could be thrown in.

The first few people in the village to come out to test each other glanced at each other, and finally believed the young monk's previous words.

After they leave, there will be a formation left here to protect them.

After staying in Dingyuan City, the streamers lit up far away, and the subordinates of the "son" who stayed in Dingyuan City also chased them away, and then they left the village and fled for their lives.

It's best not to go back to Dingyuan City.

Several people looked at each other, knelt on the ground with a "poof", and bowed respectfully in the direction where the shuttle had gone.

May these, different monks, be safe.