Yan Changfeng watched from the side for a while, silently walked to the copper basin, picked it up, walked a few steps, and put it beside the great wizard. The Great Wizard who was drawing talismans raised his head and glanced at him, nodded silently, and then lowered his head and continued.

More and more bloody strokes, centered on Ling'er's cold ice stone platform, gradually appeared around her, and a strange and bloody magic circle had already appeared.

The red pen of the great wizard is obviously also a foreign object in the witchcraft of southern Xinjiang, and the blood sucked by this red pen is painted on the ground by the great wizard, and the blood is actually condensed but not dry, the color is fresh and moist, and in the corner of the corner, there is not a trace of blood splashed out, picturesquely as a prison, and the blood is firmly encircled in it.

As the great wizard's gasp sounded again, and gradually thickened, the blood-colored patterns on the ground gradually became complex, these strange patterns, some looked like domestic animals and beasts, some looked like birds and big birds, and some strange patterns that couldn't see what they looked like at all, one after another, and none of them were the same.

The only thing that is the same is that these patterns are all connected to each other, and the blood drawn on the ground by red pens from the copper basin is increasing, but the color of the blood that falls to the ground seems to be more vivid than the blood that has just been brought to the copper basin.

The smell of blood in the air became more and more intense, and in the stone room, except for the wheezing sound of the great wizard at this moment, there was no abnormal sound.

These blood-drawn pattern circles started from the ground on Ling'er's left shoulder stone platform, and the great wizard concentrated on smearing them one by one. The general supported him on the side, and watched with his own eyes that this piece of vivid blood color grew from nothing, from less to more, and gradually converged into an oval ring with a radius of five feet.

Yamamoto Mingyue once again picked up the copper basin, placed it on the ground above the stone platform, and then slowly walked to the side. This eerie circle is nearing completion.

Countless strange patterns connected together, large and small, shimmered with blood-colored light, and at first glance, they looked like a river crisscrossing the river, and the bright red and lively blood swam happily as if in the blood.

From one side to the other, from the end to the end, like a gentle tide, endless.

The intertwined bright reds gradually converged on the ground under his feet, and the great wizard's hand began to tremble at some point, as if he could no longer hold the red pen.

The general who was supporting the old man's body felt the pain from the old man's body so obviously that even he couldn't understand what was the reason for this body to still hold on.

The heavy wheezing sound had turned hoarse by this moment, and the archwizard's forehead was wet, but there was no sweat to sweat anymore.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and drew the last stroke with a red pen dipped in blood, and the final pattern was connected with the first blood map drawn before.

"Poof!"

With a low voice, the red pen fell weakly to the side, and the weight in the crook of the minister's arm suddenly became heavy, and the great wizard's body softened.

The general's heart jumped, and he couldn't help but "buzz" in his mind, and even the fear of a needle piercing his bones instantly appeared on his back. He held his breath, put his hand on the Great Wizard, and looked down, only to see that the Great Wizard's face was extremely gray, but his mouth was slightly open, and he was wheezing, obviously caused by excessive exertion.

Only then did the general put his heart back, and at the same time he was shocked to realize that just a moment ago, the back of his forehead was also wet.

On the side, almost at the same time, there was the sound of Yamamoto Mingyue breathing a sigh of relief, obviously he was also a little frightened. At this moment, these two men and women who looked at the world were all shocked by the little action of this dying old man.

The Great Wizard breathed for a long time, and his spirit seemed to recover slightly, and he nodded to the general, motioning for him to sit down. The general was worried, looking at the appearance of the great wizard, he was really afraid that this old man would die if he was not careful, but at this moment, even if he was worried, he had no choice, so he had to follow the instructions of the great wizard and helped him sit down, and he was at the top of the Ling'er stone platform.

The Great Wizard took a deep breath and looked forward, and in front of him was a blood circle that had been completely connected, and the blood-colored passages all over the ground imprisoned countless blood in it. And those fresh blood, as if affected by an invisible force, began to flow in the same direction almost simultaneously on the flat ground, and there was not a trace of pen marks in the middle that were like blood.

From one end to the other, and then back from the connected passages, it becomes a weekly cycle, endless, and endless.

The generals and Yamamoto Mingyue standing behind the great wizard glanced at each other, both of them were great experts in the cultivation of the truth, and there was a sense of surprise in their eyes at this moment.

The great wizard pondered for a moment, stretched out his withered palm, picked up the red pen that had just fallen beside him, and upside down in front of him, the red fine hair at the end of the pen went down, and from the red pen, there were residual blood droplets of the vulture, condensed into beads, and after struggling and lingering on the fine hair for a while, it fell silently and merged into the blood-colored river in front of him.

The Great Wizard couldn't take his eyes off it, and the originally heavy wheezing sound suddenly fell silent, and in the stone room, there was a sudden calm!

I saw that his eyebrows slowly raised, and the originally godless eyes slowly lit up, and the blood in the magic circle in front of him seemed to be stimulated by something, and the speed of the rush suddenly accelerated.

The hand holding the red pen slowly fell, and soon touched the ground, just three inches in front of the outermost river of blood. The slender red hairs touched the ground, but it didn't bend, and the whole ground suddenly seemed to turn into soft water, and the red pen was inserted into the ground slowly and silently.

The atmosphere of the scene in the stone room slowly became weird, accompanied by the faster and faster blood-colored river, gradually emitting a faint whistling sound, and the faint blood gas gradually rose from this magic circle with the red pen deep into the ground, and later fused with the faint white qi emitted by the cold ice stone platform, enclosing Ling'er's body in it.

Yan Changfeng and the general's eyes did not blink, staring closely at the field.

The archwizard let go of the hand holding the red pen, and the muffled voice of chanting began to echo through the stone chamber. Between the chapped lips of the great wizard, he spat out one strange tone after another slightly but frequently, and his hands seemed to slowly stretch out into the air with an inexplicable melody, and his five fingers formed claws, waving gently.

The whistling sound in the stone chamber became louder and louder, and on the ground, the blood river in the magic circle was already turbulent at the moment, flowing wildly wave after wave, and bursts of ghost power roared from this blood river.

Suddenly, the Great Wizard spat out a sharp roar from his mouth, and the five fingers of his hands buckled down like claws, and he grabbed into the river of blood with a "poof".

Almost at the same time, Yan Changfeng and the generals who were standing behind him were at a loss, and at that moment they only felt that the stone chamber around them no longer existed, and the stone walls of the four directions, the upper and lower stone slabs, suddenly became empty, as if they were in Sumeru, the vast sky, gloomy, dark and gloomy, and there was nothing to rely on.

I only heard the sound of ghosts crying, and they swarmed from all directions, and brilliant red light burst out from the red blood array, rising into the sky. In the swaying red light, countless shadows of yin spirits and ghosts were panicked, as if they were absorbed by the invisible giant force, they couldn't help themselves, scurrying around, but they couldn't get out of the red light curtain no matter what.

At this moment, the stone chamber was restored to its original appearance, and the consciousness of the generals and Yamamoto Mingyue immediately woke up. The hearts of the two of them shook, knowing that at that moment just now, this "Soul Snatching" magic circle actually looked at the surrounding stone walls and mountains as nothing, and used the mysterious magic power of southern Xinjiang to penetrate the Nine Ghost Realms, capture countless yin spirits and ghosts, and imprison them in this magic circle.

It's just that this Soul Destroying Array is so magical, it naturally consumes a lot of vitality, looking through the red light, the Great Wizard's face has been so bad that it can't be worse, if he is a dead man at the moment, I'm afraid that some people will believe it.

The two generals' heartbeats involuntarily accelerated, and they secretly prayed that the great wizard must continue to support, and at the same time, their eyes were fixed on the magic circle.

In the field, countless yin spirits and ghosts roared and jumped and danced in the red light, some ordinary ghosts, and some strange-looking mountain spirit beasts, and after a while, these ghosts who were bounced back by the red light one by one probably knew that they could not get out of trouble, and they all turned their heads to the great wizard sitting at the front of the magic circle and roared angrily.

The Great Wizard didn't look much at these angry ghosts, and his eyes slowly lifted up, staring at the stone platform shrouded in red light.

Almost at the same time as the Great Wizard pointed to the sky, the countless Yin Spirits and Ghosts in the Blood-Snatching Array seemed to be urged by an invisible force, and although they roared angrily and unwillingly, they all rushed towards the clouds that rose into the air like a tide.

In an instant, the ghost aura was great, the stone room trembled violently, the ghost and demon power surged from all directions, repeatedly impacted, and countless ghosts swarmed, tearing the light curtain, and the scene was crazy. And under this scene, the sea of red blood in the blood-colored magic circle, the red light became more and more fresh, and the blood roared, almost boiling!

As if he couldn't stand this eerie ghost power, the light curtain faint golden light gradually dimmed, drowning in countless ghosts, after a moment, a sharp sound, a light smoke slowly grew above the sky, looming, intermittent and continuous, floating in the void, just look at the second half of it seems to be still in the clouds.

The Great Wizard's face, for some reason, suddenly became slightly rosy again, and his complexion was much better than just now, and even the waving arms seemed to be much more powerful.

I saw a hint of joy on his old face, and he shouted:

"Duh!

Remnant soul out of the body,

Ten souls return.

Thousands of spirits rushed,

Give me back my soul."

These four sentences of magic wizard drink is full of energy, awe-inspiring, with his words and drink, the red light suddenly dispersed, in an instant all over the stone room, Yamamoto Mingyue and the generals only felt that there was a roar around them, just now the empty, gloomy, like the feeling of being in the nine netherworlds appeared again, the difference is that at this moment, the surrounding ghosts cried, there were countless yin spirits and ghosts flying vertically and horizontally.

"Boom!"

It seems that he has not stayed for a moment, like an unstoppable electric light through the sky, before the two of them come back to their senses, the surrounding scene has changed back to the stone room again, in the red demon curtain, when countless ghosts are flying, the light smoke on the cloud is surrounded by countless ghosts, and one after another light smoke slowly appears.

One, two, three...... Eight, nine!

Three souls and seven spirits, for the soul!

The general's whole body trembled, the nails in his hands sank deep into the flesh, and there was blood flowing down, but he didn't know it at all. In that red light curtain, there were light smokes......

He turned his head and looked at the Grand Wizard.

Just a moment!

A moment would be fine!

He couldn't help but roar like this in his heart!

The same flush on the Great Wizard's face suddenly receded like a tide. The corners of his eyes, surrounded by deep wrinkles, began to twitch.