With the passage of time, Lin slowly searched for a long time in this mist formation and did not find the slightest trace of the monk of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, for the formation, Lin slowly said that he did not know anything, and now he couldn't even find out where the other party's monk was, let alone kill the other party to break this formation.

After a long time, Lin, who understood that he couldn't use brute force to break through this formation, slowly stopped and stood in place, his brows narrowed slightly, and a trace of crisis appeared in his heart.

Even if this formation requires a lot of spiritual power, but at this moment, there are fourteen late-stage foundation building monks who form this formation, not to mention that there is also that strange old man among them, if you want to stay here and wait until the other party's spiritual power is exhausted, it is undoubtedly a fantasy.

Moreover, Lin slowly felt the passing speed of the gradual increase in the vitality on the surface of his skin, as well as the increasingly dense bloody breath in the air, and the respiratory tract made Lin slowly feel a burst of nausea and dizziness, I am afraid that if he continues to persist like this, before the other party's spiritual power is exhausted, he will be swallowed by this crimson mist, leaving only a pair of dry bones.

As for Wei Ping on Lin Slowly's back, I don't know if it was the reason why his vitality had been cut off, and he was not affected by this formation, only Lin's slowly qi and blood continued to flow rapidly along the pores around his body.

Under the continuous weakening of Lin's qi and blood, the momentum on his body gradually weakened, and at this speed, I am afraid that he will not be able to last long in this formation.

Thinking of this, Lin slowly frowned, and kept thinking about how to get out. But the next moment, his eyes moved, his eyes were cold, and he stretched out his hand to grab his side, with Lin's slow movements, the crimson mist on Lin's right side suddenly rolled violently, and a bloody figure suddenly appeared on Lin's side, and a pungent bloody breath rushed into the tip of Lin's nose, making Lin slowly subconsciously have a subtle fainting in his mind.

Reaching out and directly pinching the other party's neck, Lin slowly pressed his palm violently. The other party has blood. The slimy neck sank into five small pits under the power of Lin Slowly's fingertips, but it was nothing more, in Lin Slowly's induction, the other party's neck was like cowhide, with strong toughness, not to mention pinching the opponent's neck. Disturbed by a large amount of slimy but unusually slippery blood on the surface. You can't even puncture the surface of the other person's neck.

And when Lin's palm slowly touched the blood on the surface of the other party's skin. A devouring force that was several times stronger than Zhou's crimson air suddenly burst out from it, causing Lin to slowly tighten his face and move his wrist slightly. Stretch your arm forward and knock the opponent into the air.

Retracting his arm and putting it in front of him, Lin slowly shrank his eyes instantly, and at the fingertips of Lin Slowly's five fingers, the skin turned gray and wrinkled under the contact in this short moment, and compared with the skin in other positions, it seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant, without the slightest elasticity.

I didn't expect the blood on the skin of the blood-colored figure to be so terrifying, my heart tightened, and I felt that the blood-colored figure that was shot away by myself came back again, and I quickly wanted to get closer, Lin slowly didn't dare to hold it up, and directly took out his dusty flying sword, and under the flickering of the sword light on it, it turned into a sword curtain, enveloping the blood-colored figure from head to toe.

A series of fluttering sounds sounded, although the tenacity of the skin-colored figure made Lin slowly frightened, but under the sharpness of the dusty flying sword, it was still cut into countless pieces of different sizes without the slightest suspense, but not a drop of blood flowed out, but was strangely suspended in front of Lin slowly, and countless pieces of different sizes had a slight tremor and became more and more intense.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose from the bottom of Lin Slowly's heart, and at the moment when the trembling amplitude of the meat in front of him reached its peak, Lin slowly turned around and quickly left the place without the slightest hesitation, and Lin slowly just made a move, and the countless pieces of flesh of different sizes suddenly exploded, and the stinky blood contained in it seemed to turn into countless steel needles in an instant, overwhelmingly shooting out in all directions.

Turning around, Lin slowly stretched out his hand and made a move, all the blood that shot towards Lin Slowly's location was slowly gathered into a small ball by Lin, watching the center of his palm continue to surge around, frantically sprinting towards the position of his palm, as if he wanted to drill into the blood in his body along his palm, Lin slowly hesitated, and the cultivation in his body exploded, shattering the small ball of blood in the palm of his hand, leaving only a hair-thick blood, and letting go of the protection of his palm position cultivation.

And when Lin slowly dissipated the cultivation of his palm, that small trace of blood seemed to be crazy in an instant, directly drilling into Lin Slowly's veins along the pores of Lin Slowly's palm, absorbing Lin's slowly powerful qi and blood Rapid growth, in the blink of an eye, it became the size of a grain of rice, and grew rapidly at a terrifying speed, I am afraid that in less than half a pillar of incense, Lin Slowly's blood will be swallowed up by this hair-thick blood, leaving an empty shell.

Thinking of this, Lin slowly felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly ran his cultivation with all his might, forcing out the blood in his body that had become the size of a corn kernel, and did not hesitate to disperse it, erasing the spirituality in it, he didn't expect that the Barbarian Ghost Sect would have such a formation specifically for physical cultivation, if he didn't say that Lin slowly dodged in time, I am afraid that even if he forced all the blood out, he would have to be greatly injured at that time, and his body of qi and blood would not be one in ten, and his combat power would be greatly damaged.

And in this situation, the great loss of combat power is tantamount to putting a label on oneself as death.

His eyes flickered and he was engrossed in observing the situation around him, although the range that Lin Slowly Divine Sense could explore here was only about three meters, but it was enough for a late-stage foundation building monk who was always ready.

But even if Lin slowly knew the power of the blood-colored figure, if he couldn't get out of here in time, he might still be unable to escape death in the end, no matter which side it was, it would be a dead end.

Taking a deep breath, Lin slowly suppressed the irritability in his heart, and under the flickering of the sword light in his hand, he stabbed directly to his feet without looking. After splitting the blood-colored figure that suddenly emerged from under his feet and staring at the godless eyes in two, Lin, who already had similar experience, slowly and instantly retreated, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, he laid a layer of spiritual power shield behind him.

After the blood-colored figure exploded, Lin slowly turned around and looked at the fact that even the spiritual power shield was half corroded by the blood, and shook his head helplessly.

Surrounded by this crimson mist, Lin Slowly's divine consciousness was constantly compressed to an extremely low level, and even isolated the induction between Lin Slowly and the spiritual power in the air.

It seems that the other party doesn't want to trap himself here. You should also keep consuming your cultivation. And then take a shot at yourself.

But even if he knew, what could he do, Lin slowly still had no way to find out those disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, although those few Barbarian Ghost Sect monks were obviously not more than a few miles away from Lin Wan, but no matter which direction Lin slowly chosen. It's as if there's no end. Trapped here.

Such a magical formation can really be said to kill the enemy invisibly, and more than a dozen monks whose cultivation is slightly inferior can rely on this formation to directly consume the monks who are a cut higher than themselves. There were no casualties in itself, not to mention that although Lin's spiritual power cultivation was strong, it was not much higher than those disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

At this moment, there is no other way than to take one step at a time.

I can only pray to the heavens, and the spiritual power consumed by this formation is very huge. When he still had the power to strike, the other party withdrew this formation because of insufficient spiritual power, so that he had a glimmer of life.

But Lin slowly just thought about it, but he didn't mention how many pills to replenish spiritual power in the cultivation realm, since the other party had put up this formation, it was obvious that he had absolute confidence to consume himself here.

After a few hours, Lin slowly turned a little pale and slashed a blood-colored figure again, avoiding the blood splashed by the other party's self-explosion, reaching out to touch under the storage bag, taking out a pill from it and taking it to replenish his lost cultivation.

This is the fourth time that Lin has slowly taken the pill, and his cultivation is not bad, and he still has eighty percent of his spiritual power cultivation under the support of the pill, but there is no way to replenish the qi and blood in his whole body, and he has almost lost forty percent, and he has been sucked away by this crimson mist.

At this moment, Lin's skin was a little pale, without his previous luster and vitality, and he looked a little dull.

Sighing, Lin slowly put his hand into the storage bag to rummage through it to see if there were any elixirs or items that could help him recover the consumption of qi and blood, like this, I am afraid that even if he finds a chance to break through this formation, Lin Slowly, who goes outside without the help of magic, is not the opponent of the strange old man.

Thinking of this, Lin slowly gritted his teeth, and swore that he would learn a few tricks to defend himself after going out, so as not to be suppressed by the opponent's endless spells all the time when he was fighting, and when he tried his best to rely on the advantages of his physical cultivation to get the first opportunity, his expression suddenly moved, and he felt that something seemed to be changing in his storage bag.

Subconsciously took it out and saw that it was Bald Hair who dug out the formation base from the Yuanying Secret Realm, and after being played by Bald Hair enough, Lin slowly exchanged five thousand spirit stones from Bald Hair.

However, at that time, the base of the formation was like a rough, palm-sized ball of stone grinded, without the slightest abnormality, let alone any magic.

But at this moment, the formation base that Lin was slowly holding in the palm of his hand emitted a faint fluorescence, and the moment it came into contact with the air, a large amount of crimson mist poured into it, making the surface of the stone ball gradually become transparent, as if it was a crystal emitting a beautiful color.

Through the transparent surface of the stone ball, Lin slowly moved his eyes, and there was a surprise in it, and he saw that the center of the stone ball at this moment was flashing with more than ten small red dots, and under a closer look, the number was exactly the same as that of the monks of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, no more than fourteen.

And one of the red dots is very eye-catching, a whole circle larger than the other thirteen, although it is only a red dot, but Lin slowly felt a familiar feeling from it, is it not the weird old man or who?

And in the center surrounded by these fourteen red dots, there is a purple dot, as Lin slowly moves, the purple dot also moves, representing Lin slowly himself.

There was joy in his eyes, Lin slowly didn't expect that this stone ball would be so powerful, it could help him find the Barbarian Ghost Sect monk in this formation, and he was worthy of being a treasure of Yuanying Cultivation as the foundation of the formation.

With this thing, Lin slowly didn't worry that he couldn't get out of this formation that he didn't know what the name was, and he could even use this to kill the monks of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

Thinking of this, Lin slowly and casually selected the red dot closest to his location, and quickly approached, at first it was okay, and when he was halfway through, Lin slowly did not have any extra movements, but the display on the stone ball deviated from the original direction, and flew around in a circle to the other side.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Lin slowly finally found the reason why he couldn't walk out no matter how he walked, he simply stopped paying attention to his flight, and watched the stone ball in his hand constantly adjust his direction left and right, and after a few breaths, Lin slowly looked at the disciple of the Barbarian Ghost Sect who was sitting in the void with his eyes closed, even if he stood in front of him, he didn't react, tilted his head and looked at it, a shy smile leaked from his face, and he was a little embarrassed to lift the dusty flying sword in his hand.

In the formation, the old man who was originally sitting in the center of the formation closed his eyes and constantly adjusted the formation, so that Lin was slowly lost from it, suddenly opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at the crimson mist around him with some confusion, just now, I don't know if it was his own delusion, this old man of the Barbarian Ghost Sect actually felt that someone was looking at him, but the next moment the old man felt that he was really worried.

This formation is not only able to trap the enemy, but it is also a kind of protection for the caster, and the monks who rush into this formation will be attacked by this formation, and they should also be able to perceive it, it is impossible for anyone to look at them and not know it.

Thinking of this, when the old man who seemed to be dying was about to close his eyes again, his face suddenly froze, and in his senses, a position in the southeast corner of the formation suddenly lost contact with him, no matter how much he tried to call, he did not respond.

Just when the old man was puzzled, the monks in other positions also lost contact with him one after another, which made the old man shocked, and he had to think of a fact that he couldn't understand, that is, Lin slowly saw through his own formation. (To be continued.) )