As Yi Yun expected, Jian Wuming was indifferent when he heard this: "The matter has come to this point, so there is no need to say these useless words anymore, let's hurry up and say some last words." ”

If all of us die and you leave alone, you will inevitably be wanted by many forces. I don't think it's possible for you to not care about the nameless senior at all, right? Even if you don't care about the nameless senior, wouldn't it be more perfect if you could avoid all this?"

Sword Nameless stopped talking, just looked at him with a smile and a silent word.

Yue Wang Jian's gaze became deeper, and he suddenly said: "I have a blood curse scroll here, swear by the blood curse contract, once violated, the soul will be tormented by extreme pain for thousands of years and then shattered, and there will be no return!"

As he spoke, Yue Wang Jian took out a red Elder Scroll from the space ring, which was originally used by Yue Wang Jian on others, but he didn't want to use this most vicious curse on himself now, in order to survive.

"If the nameless senior lets me go, I swear by the Blood Curse Scroll that I will never say anything about today. I will say that today's incident was an accident, and my Yue Wang Jian is also considered to be famous, and many people will believe that with me testifying for the nameless senior, the nameless predecessor will not be in trouble. I don't think absorbing me alone will have any effect on the blood demon bones, right?"

He had already seen that what Jian Wuming really looked at and needed was Youruo Fairy and Yi Yun, and they, to put it bluntly, were just a foil.

Since it is not a necessity, it is possible to convince Sword Nameless to give up.

Yue Wang Jian suddenly pointed at Yi Yun and said angrily: "Yi Yun! This matter was all done by you! After I go out, I will tell you that you have returned to the ruins, and it was you who launched a sneak attack in order to seize the treasure! Even I was almost killed by you, you are extremely vicious." ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, Yue Wang Jian looked bright and fair, but now in order to make a living, he is talking nonsense here.

There was a look of disappointment in the eyes of the fairy Youruo, and she said coldly: "Yue Wang Jian, you are really shameless. ”

"Senior Sister Youruo, I am also helpless, I am the core disciple of the Taichu Immortal Sect, and I have a bright future, I really don't want to die here like this. I think you all can understand me. As for Brother Yi...... You're all dead, so you shouldn't care about those false names. Yue Wang Jian said in a very sincere tone.

The fairy was indifferent, ignoring Yue Wang Jian, she really didn't want to say even a word to this person.

Yi Yun couldn't help laughing: "Of course I don't care, because you can't get out of here alive, while you still have a chance to use your mouth, say more." ”

Yue Wang Jian's face sank, and Yi Yun was too hard-mouthed, this was the case, did he still think he had a chance?

At this time, Jian Nameless's eyes flickered, and he spoke: "Yue Wang Jian, what you said has some truth, then you swear." ”

If it can not cause any trouble, Sword Nameless will naturally not refuse.

Yue Wang Jian took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and crushed the blood curse in his hand, turning into a little bit of blood light and flying into his body.

Seeing that the blood curse had taken effect, Jian Nameless nodded: "In that case, you go over and inject vitality into the formation and do something." ”

When Yue Wang Jian heard the words of the sword nameless, he was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you nameless senior!"

Sword Nameless casually struck out a spell, and Yue Wang Jian immediately felt that his body had regained its freedom.

Yue Wang Jian suppressed his excitement, and he glanced at the people around him who couldn't move.

They looked at him with hatred or despair.

And Lie Jiaojiao shouted even more bitterly: "Senior Brother Yue, save me! Save me! Please! I don't want to die yet!"

"Senior Sister Jiaojiao, I'm sorry, there is only one Blood Curse Scroll, and I really can't do anything about it. Yue Wang Jian spread out his hand and said with a smile.

Even if he still had a blood curse scroll, it was impossible to use it on Lie Jiaojiao's body, and this woman was really naïve.

"Don't worry, you won't die so soon. Sword Nameless said at this time.

Lie Jiaojiao just showed a look of resentment because of the words of King Yue Jian, and when she heard the words of the sword nameless, she suddenly became excited again: "Nameless senior, please let me go, I admire the nameless senior very much, I ......"

"Don't be too early to rejoice, I'm just saying you won't die so soon. It is now in the final stages of preparing to merge with me, and every step needs to be savored, and all the energy it absorbs will be used for its own use before it is the next turn. Sword Nameless said slowly.

Lie Jiaojiao's body stiffened, and her lips kept trembling. Isn't what Sword Nameless said just digestion? When the blood demon bone digests the last person, it will swallow her immediately!

And this time of digestion may be a stick of incense, or it may be a blink of an eye. In the process, the strange black shadow was still floating towards her, and it had already arrived in front of her!

Almost close to the face of this black shadow, Lie Jiaojiao was also forced to see the true appearance of this black shadow, this black shadow is almost translucent, as if it is composed of many black mist, although it has no facial features, but Lie Jiaojiao can feel its gaze, it is a kind of gaze that makes people feel chills from the bones.

At this moment, Lie Jiaojiao suddenly saw a face on the black shadow's faceless facial features, which was the martial artist who had been sucked dry just now. His face was pained, and his mouth was open as if he were howling.

"Ahh

Lie Jiaojiao screamed in fright, but she was fixed there and couldn't hide at all, so she could only be forced to watch.

The warrior's face slowly swept through the black shadow's body, drowning in the black mist.

Soon, however, many more faces appeared in the shadow's body, including those who had died before.

The body of this black shadow is not composed of any black mist, but human faces!

With so many human faces forming its body, this blood demon bone doesn't know how many people's flesh and blood essence it absorbed before it became what it is now.

And she is fierce and delicate, and she is about to become one of them.

Yue Wang Jian also felt a tingle in his scalp when he saw it, and he immediately began to inject vitality into the formation.

"Full force. Sword Nameless said lightly.

As soon as Jian Wuming spoke, where did Yue Wang Jian dare to have any reservations, he continuously injected his vitality into the formation.

Boom Boom!

Yi Yun's sword light crisscrossed the formation, and seeing the sword light slashing, Yue Wang Jianyi actually had a feeling of palpitation, as if the sword light was about to descend on his head.

Looking at Yi Yun's attack, those martial artists had anticipation in their hearts.

If Yi Yun could break through the formation, then they might be alive.

Even Lie Jiaojiao looked at Yi Yun expectantly at this time.

The next moment, the sword light slashed on a thin curtain.

The thin curtain flickered with a faint red light, which seemed to have no power, but it completely blocked the sharp sword light, and it had no effect at all.

Yue Wang Jian's palpitations disappeared suddenly, and now Yi Yun was just a toothless tiger.

And the rest of the martial artists, including Lie Jiaojiao, all showed extremely disappointed looks.

"Yi Yun, you better wait for death, why waste your energy?" Yue Wang Jian mocked.

As the sword spoke, the entire large array moved rapidly, and blood light was drawn from the ground, and these blood lights seemed to be filled with painful souls.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt creepy, these painful souls, if they didn't guess wrong, were the geniuses of the major forces who had come to the ancient battlefield to train!

Jian Nameless has been on the ancient battlefield for thousands of years, and he has brought those geniuses who came to the Demon God Tomb to look for opportunities here again and again, and used their qi and blood essence to water and nourish this demon land.

At this time, the power of these resentful spirits was concentrated by the formation, and the target of their attack was Yi Yun!

Jian Wuming naturally wants to deal with Yi Yun first, and then deal with others, and for everyone, Yi Yun is the only hope, if Yi Yun dies, they are all finished.

Seeing the power of those demons gathering, Yi Yun groaned slightly and put away the Phantom Snow Sword.

Well!?

Seeing this kind of situation, people's hearts sank, why did Yi Yun put away his sword? Even if his strength was invincible, he would not give up.

"If you finally accept your fate, then turn into a sacrifice of blood demon bones!"

Sword Nameless laughed wildly, but at this moment, on Yi Yun's chest, a mysterious rune suddenly lit up, emitting a faint gray light, like a gray moon.

The runes on Yi Yunxu's chest, wisps of gray qi escaped, and as soon as these gray qi appeared, the blood qi and resentful spirits floating around were squeezed by the gray qi and shattered one after another, and even this space was violently trembled by the gray qi, as if it was about to be shattered.

Harmony of the Spirit!

"Hmmm!?......

A feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged in Jian Wuming's heart, and at this moment, Yi Yun had already stretched out his hand, and the vitality of his whole body was converging towards this rune, and a terrifying evil aura erupted, and a gray light flew out from Yi Yun's fingertips!

This is the power that Yi Yun obtained in the Divine Fall Temple, with the ancient token, it gathered a large amount of Hongmeng Qi, turned it into a mark, imprinted it on his chest, and beat it out with the Hongmeng Law of Destruction!

"Whoosh!"

The gray light pierced through all the painful souls, and bombarded the thin curtain hard.

When he saw this gray light, Yue Wang Jian's heart suddenly felt a stronger palpitation than just now.

And when Jian Wuming saw this gray light, he also felt his heart skip a beat. His gaze sank, and he was about to play the spell to the array.

But the gray light was so condensed, only the thickness of a finger, as if it had condensed the power of a piece of the universe, and it was not comparable at all.

Rumble!

A loud bang suddenly came, and the gray light set off a terrifying Hongmeng storm.

Yue Wang Jian stood in the middle of the formation and only felt his brain buzzing, and then bursts of ghost pain came, and a large number of unjust souls were extinguished and disappeared in the gray storm, completely turning into nothingness.

The sword that was the medium of the formation snorted namelessly, and directly spit out a mouthful of reverse blood.