Yinlan moved the dagger quickly, starting from Yuanyun's face, down his neck, across his heart, and finally reaching his ankles, forming a spell pattern.

And the originally transparent and flawless jade dagger gradually appeared in a milky white spell pattern, echoing the spell pattern that had just formed on Yuanyun's body.

Yin Lian on the side couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "No wonder, my brother said that this matter belongs to him, how can he do it so quickly and so skillfully?" It's like ......, as if I've practiced it a million times.

And what is also strange is that the place on Yuanyun's body that was slashed by the dagger was not red, but like the milky white liquid that Yuanyun had drunk before."

Yuanyun couldn't see, so she didn't know that when the spell was formed, her three souls began to fall apart. The reason why she was in so much pain was because the dagger was soul-breaking. So although the flesh cut by the dagger was not deep, it hurt her soul, which made her so painful.

The spiritual power and the milky white liquid nourished the seven spirits of the deep clouds, and the souls were attracted by the jade dagger, split, and smashed, and then completely destroyed the three souls with a spell.

The remaining seven spirits will be sacrificed to open the great array, absorbing these thousands of resentful spirits, until in the end, there will be only the purest and purest spirits in this world, and the three spirits that have not been polluted by resentment in the slightest—pure spirits.

And pure spirit is only one of the purposes of the black-robed man.

The milky white three souls slowly dripped from Yuanyun's body, and that's it

One drop......

One drop......

Through the rusty chains, the soul beads dripped onto the stone platform of the sacrifice, like the gorgeous white flowers of holiness that bloomed in the nightmare hell.

The little soul beads were like tinder, quickly swimming along the lines on the altar. At the same time, the surrounding human heads gradually floated up and gathered in a circle.

For some reason, the skulls whose blood had already been cold to the point of congealing were dripping with crimson blood on the outer stone rings.

The mouth kept repeating "one line, two lines, three spells, four resentments, five souls, six resentments, seven extinctions"

The black-robed man quietly looked at the scene in front of him, thoughtful.

I saw that from the tip of the dagger, countless slender peach-colored lines quickly emanated, and the lines seemed to be alive, and they were wrapped around the four thick chains, the body of Yuanyun, and countless heads.

Instantly, all the lines showed a hundred flowers of red light, and the connected peach silk threads also emitted a little light. But in the blink of an eye, all the colors turned vermilion, as beautiful and dazzling as blood.

The mantra has been made.

At this time, Yinlan and Yinlan had already put down what they were holding and withdrew from the altar and stood behind the black-robed man. It's just that no one knew that when Yinlan left, he quietly placed a talisman spell on Yuanyun.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the black-robed man rose into the air and swung a steady stream of majestic spiritual power towards the center of the sacrificial stone platform.

Yuanyun felt even more pain, as if his soul was about to be completely crushed by something.

No one noticed that the abyssal fog had already broken through the confinement at this time, and he understood that "this is the best time to rescue my daughter." ”

The Sevenfold Annihilation Array is the most vulnerable only when the fourth layer is activated by manpower, because once the caster stops, then the formation will be interrupted. And if it is interrupted, it will have to wait five hundred years before it can be restarted.

Yuanwu raised his head, turned around and swept away, and several people guarding him behind him fell to the ground one after another, spitting blood from their mouths, and even one of them fainted.

Yin Lan and Yin Lian, who often came into contact with Yuanwu, immediately understood that he had been hiding his strength. If it were normal, the two siblings still thought that the two of them might have a five-point chance of winning against him together, but now it seems that ......

After making a move, Yuanwu dodged and moved behind the black-robed man and slapped it with one palm.

The black-robed man continued to transmit spiritual power to the heart of the formation with one hand, and took it with the other. And all this just happened in a moment, and it is said that the duel between masters determines the winner with one move.

The black-robed man first went to the formation to convey spiritual power, which consumed a huge amount, and now that he was distracted, the abyssal fog struck with all his strength, and he was defeated for a while, and spit out black blood. The injuries were half light and not serious.

The abyssal mist did not delay, and the Qi Condensing Sword stabbed towards the spirit platform of the black-robed man. The black-robed man secretly screamed that it was not good, and he could have stopped sending spiritual power to block a move, but he subconsciously reacted and dodged.

There was no spiritual power to convey to the center of the formation, and I saw that the light of the formation slowly faded, and the peach-colored silk threads gradually turned into a little starlight.

The black-robed man was furious, and after eating a few pills, he directly took out an ancient spiritual weapon-Qianlong. He muttered a few spells that others couldn't understand, and in an instant, the spirit weapon fought with the abyssal fog for more than ten rounds.

The abyssal fog is now depleted of spiritual energy, and it is already the end of the strong crossbow. In just a moment, Qianlong was like a hollow criss-crossing thread that surrounded the abyssal mist, gradually tightening, and with a flick of his fingers, the abyssal mist turned into countless pieces of flesh, scattered all over the ground.

At the last moment of his death, Yuanwu shouted at Yuanyun, "Yun'er, you must remember what your mother told you before you went to battle. In the future, you have to go by yourself, father..."I can't accompany you."

Yuan Yun heard this, and slowly shed two lines of bloody tears, staining the corners of his pale eyes. If she could make a sound, she would probably cry out to her father.

Yinlan looked at Yuanyun and stayed for a moment, "Ah Yun"

The black-robed man saw that the formation was still alive, and thought that maybe it could be done? He couldn't wait any longer for five hundred years, he couldn't afford to wait, and he didn't want to wait.

Quickly input the spiritual power into the formation, and the formation was activated again, but this time it was no longer a peachy light, but an extreme black. The black-robed man felt a little strange, but he couldn't stop and think carefully as he looked at the light that was gradually coming back on.

All the light came back on, even more dazzling than before, but it was obviously a black light. The surrounding skulls also resurfaced.

The black-robed man just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief. In the next second, he directly counterattacked, causing him to be seriously injured like never before. At this time, the formation had no spiritual power, but it was still running.

The bloody heads around him, when he opened his eyes, were all extremely black, just like those lights, black dead silence, black and deep. The sound of a ghost crying wolf howling from his mouth can make people go crazy even more than the previous wail.

Everyone present had a splitting headache, and the previously dizzy cannon fodder armor was finally going to wake up in a daze, but when he heard this fatal wail, he couldn't bear it, and he bled to death directly, which probably perfectly interpreted the phrase "lying down and getting shot".

Everyone mobilized their spiritual power to resist in order to relieve the pain.

The black-robed man saw that the formation was broken and irretrievable, so he wanted to withdraw.

At this moment, Yuanyun shouted, unlike before when he wanted to say it but couldn't say it, this time he said it in a real way.

In just a moment, Yuanyun broke free from all confinement.

All the black was teleported into her body, and she was like a newly awakened demon, terrifying and weird, like a poppy, and people were willing to go to the soup for her.

With the ultimate dangerous beauty all over his body, he tempts his prey to approach step by step, and then devour it alive.

Yuan Yun tore off the blindfolded Bai Lian, and his bloody eyes opened, which were still extremely black.

Yuan Yun slowly turned his head to look at the black-robed man, and let out a laugh of "...... and "". He sucked him in with one hand, and just as Yuanyun's five fingers poked into the flesh of the black-robed man, Yuanyun's eyes suddenly changed to their original appearance, "Ah..."

All of a sudden, it was filled with the ultimate black "......"

It's normal black eyes again "uh......

Seeing this, the black-robed man didn't care about his injuries, struck with all his strength, and fled quickly with a god-level treasure. Yinlan looked at such a deep cloud, dazed.

The people next to him were not stupid, and they all fled from here like birds and beasts. Seeing that his brother was stunned, Yin Lian didn't say a word, and directly pulled him on and left.

There was only Yuanyun left on the altar, and she couldn't bear this torture anymore, so she stretched her hands to her neck with her own mind to cut herself off.

But suddenly she remembered her father's words, and she hesitated.

"Father, Mother, what should I do? What should Yun'er do? Who's going to tell me, please, who's going to tell me."

Although the wails around her had no effect on Yuanyun at all, the wounds on her body had long since scabbed, and she was also numb to the pain of torn souls, but she still hurt so much.

At this moment, she is crying like a child, helpless and hopeless, not at all like a majestic female general on the battlefield.

She didn't realize that her eyes that had darkened again didn't make her lose herself again.

Crying and crying, I heard familiar voices coming in

"Princess ......"

"Princess ......"

"Princess ......"

Different people, same words.

It turned out that these words were all coming from these thousands of heads, and they were obviously two simple words, but they seemed to be beaten into Yuanyun's chest with a thousand powers.

These are her people!!

They still love her, the incompetent princess. She shed a black tear in pain, adding a different color to the blood marks at the corners of her eyes, but the demon made her look even more weird.