Geng Yeqiu saw that Mingmei happened to be standing in the middle of the formation, and he didn't remind Mingmei, and quietly glanced at the other elders.

Everyone stood in their own positions, silently dripping a drop of their own blood to activate the formation, the formation was lit up, and everyone concentrated and chanted the incantation.

Behind each of them stood countless Yao people, who also dripped their own blood and joined the chanting procession, and the chanting sound was solemn and solemn.

Scarlet blood flowed everywhere along the patterns on the formation, and the thick bloody qi concentrated towards the center of the formation.

Sang Ruojin frowned, this situation and this scene made people irritable and disgusting.

Mingmei smiled and took his hand, cutting off the rotten breath that had been deposited for thousands of years.

She said lightly: "Are you lying to Ye Mingmei, are you helping her gain immortality with the power of the clan?" ”

"What?" The strange sense of uneasiness in Geng Yeqiu's heart became stronger and stronger.

Why does she call herself Ye Mingmei?

Bright, "a drop of blood per person...... She must be grateful to you. ”

Geng Yeqiu forced himself to stabilize himself, "Miss Ye, I don't know what you mean, the ceremony has already begun, you just need to relax slowly." ”

His eyes were fixed on the flowing blood, and when he saw that all the blood had finally converged and was about to reach Mingmei's feet, his nervous heart finally stabilized.

As long as the formation is opened, there will be no chance of reversal.

He didn't believe she could escape.

At that time, Ye Mingmei's magic power will be shared by all the people present who have contributed blood, and how much magic power she can get depends on her personal creation.

These people are the elites he has carefully selected, and in the future, when they go down the mountain, they will rely on these people to let their people gain the power to protect themselves.

The blood reached the bright feet.

Mingmei glanced at it with disgust, and a flash of light flickered on her body, isolating the blood, and the blood rolled like boiling under her feet.

Geng Yeqiu's face changed. "What's going on?"

Mingmei's fingers moved slightly, and a little glimmer of light was injected into the blood, and it went back at an extremely fast speed, and the pure and peaceful golden light instantly made the formation glow blazing.

At this moment, the formation was reversed.

Everyone only felt a force tearing at their bodies, returning the magic power that had been extracted from Ye Mingmei in their bodies little by little.

The crowd panicked.

"What's going on?"

"I'm running out of magic."

"Stop, you can't read it anymore."

"This formation is weird!"

Geng Yeqiu is the oldest among them, he occupies the eye of the array, and is the most critical position, this position can absorb magic power the most, and now it is also the most lost magic power.

His body quickly weakened, and in an instant, all kinds of thoughts rushed through his mind.

He was horrified: "You are not Ye Mingmei, who are you?" ”

Mingmei didn't answer his words, she gently wrapped her fingers around a few times, pinching the thousand-year-old magic power that Ye Mingmei had been sucked away into her hand like a pill, so that the violent and unrestful majestic magic power was squeezed into a purple ball of light.

The ball of light flew in the air like a spirit, automatically aiming at the hundreds of people on the ground, attracting all the magical power of the same origin as it.

Death was like purple qi stretching unconsciously, and everyone only felt terrible at this time.

Geng Yeqiu's words opened their minds, and they finally discovered that the person in front of them didn't seem to be Ye Mingmei.

Ye Mingmei is very easy to handle, because she has a request from others, and almost responds to them, which causes them to forget the high and low proportions, arrogant and arrogant, thinking that they can handle her for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, I walked away in front of the sunny.

They want to say words begging for mercy, begging for brightness to lift up their noble hands.

Mingmei glanced at them indifferently, and everyone only felt as if their mouths were sewn shut, and they couldn't say a word, not even humming.

The feeling of fear, pain, uneasiness and not being able to speak was driving them crazy.

The hall was staggered, everyone shivered, rolled to the ground, the original small wound, at this time the slightest purple gas, their eyes were blood-red, but they closed their mouths tightly, quiet.

If anyone came in, they would be frightened by this strange scene.

Mingmei looked at Sang Ruojin, "Are you afraid?" ”

Sang Ruojin just wanted to say that he was not afraid, but he instantly changed his words: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of death!" ”

Towards the bright shrunk.

Dumpling: "......"

Mingmei smiled and stopped his shoulder, but there was no emotion in her heart.

Ye Mingmei is silent and silent, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't hurt, it's too painful, but she loses her voice.

Long.

All the magic power on everyone's bodies was sucked away, some people fainted, and some people wanted to faint but couldn't.

The beads that gathered thousands of years of magic power, at this time, the spirit rhyme flickered, and the purple air swirled, as if it had its own life.

Mingmei: "Go and take back all the confiscated ones." ”

Zizhu got the order, and flew out of the temple quickly, towards the place where the Yao people lived, and it vaguely felt that there was still magic power there......

Geng Yeqiu didn't faint, he held on, found that he could speak, and let out a dry lament, the sigh was old and hoarse, containing fear and despair.

"Who are you? You are not Ye Mingmei, what about Ye Mingmei? ”

Ye Mingmei is naturally dead.

Brightness won't tell him, though.

He didn't deserve to know her whereabouts.

Geng Yeqiu obviously wanted to be crooked, "Are you Ye Mingmei?" Are you one with two souls? ”

Geng Yeqiu couldn't help but wonder, did they squeeze too much and squeeze the kind one?

Dough dumplings were surprised. "Host, this bad old man is very imaginative, it's a pity not to go down the mountain to be a screenwriter."

Mingmei walked up to him, looked at him condescendingly, and asked coldly. "Is it worth it in exchange for this immortality?"

Geng Yeqiu's breath was suffocated, and he looked at Mingmei in disbelief, "You...... Know? How do you know? Geng Zhe told you? Have you met Geng Zhe? Wow!! Geng Zhe, that little brute, why didn't I kill him in the first place! ”

Mingmei: "Geng Zhe didn't tell me that it was this formation...... Tell me, what did you use this formation for? ”

The people of the Yao tribe don't understand witchcraft, so naturally they can't depict the formation, this formation is huge and complicated, and it is definitely not portrayed by the Yao people, at most, they modified this formation later, and used it to steal the magic power on Ye Mingmei's body.

There are other people who portray the formation.

And the wall at the end of the formation, the extraordinary power revealed on it, all indicate that the thing that depicts the formation is on the other side of the wall.

Geng Yeqiu's face was like dead ashes, and his face was covered with a layer of death.

What do they do with formations? Naturally, it is to seek eternal life!

He wouldn't tell her, though.

This is the most precious secret of their clan.

Geng Zhe was killed by him because he overheard this secret and wanted to tell Ye Mingmei, and now Ye Mingmei is different from the past, and he can't tell her this secret.

Not to mention, the clansmen still have a way to live.

If they say so, they will destroy their people.