"Yes!" Yuan Yangzi affirmed, "In fact, every immortal island we are on is a huge formation, and on top of each immortal island, there is a small formation that condenses spiritual energy and heavenly dao breath. Now, our Killing Formation is opened, and the aura and Heavenly Dao aura that we have condensed for the previous nine hundred thousand years will gradually be consumed. ”

"I see. Zhang Zichen nodded and said, "After the consumption of these spiritual qi and heavenly dao aura is completed, that is when this formation becomes invalid." ”

"You're right, if you want this formation to restart again, you'll have to wait a long time. Yuan Yangzi explained, "Moreover, once this formation is opened, the aura and heavenly aura consumed are extremely amazing. Don't look at the time they have condensed for 900,000 years, maybe under extreme consumption, these ancient gods of war will soon disappear. ”

When Zhang Zichen and the others heard this, their faces were ugly.

The meaning of Yuan Yangzi's words is to say that maybe soon, this Demon Punishment Formation will disappear.

After disappearing, they will have to face the attack of the five major forces outside.

The next day, the sun rose and there was light everywhere.

Above the boundless sea, there is a place where the white light rises to the sky.

It is in this place of white light that the sea around it is bright red and blood-colored.

Severed limbs, mutilated bodies, heads, costumes, floating around.

Hundreds of kilometers of the entire sea area have been dyed bright red, and no one dares to approach it here.

Occasionally, some birds and monsters who wanted to eat corpses approached, and they were directly wiped out by the killing aura that rose into the sky, and the bones were gone.

Hundreds of kilometers away in the sea, the five major forces such as the Fire Clan and the Tu Clan were suspended in the sky, looking at the scarlet sea water at the bottom of their feet, and then at the Penglai Immortal Island in the distance.

Above Penglai Immortal Island, those white lights that should have been revealed revealed bloody red inside.

After seeing this, countless people gasped.

Five million monks, five million people, were all strangled last night, in less than an hour.

Streams of blood spurted out of Penglai Immortal Island like a fountain.

In the blood water, carrying all kinds of weapons and clothing, carrying corpses and minced meat, flowing on the surface of the sea.

At such a glance, the entire sea is red.

Even half of the air was dyed red.

This situation, not to mention the shocking of the juniors, even a few true monarchs and powerhouses have never seen such a bloody time.

I really don't know if the heavens knew about them and let these five million monks become cannon fodder, would they rain down thunder and kill them all.

In this extremely foul-smelling air, quite a few people began to vomit nausea.

Even Zhu Hongyu, Ouyang Ying and other masters turned pale one by one.

"Patriarch Zhu Ling, can we attack?" asked Zhu Hongyu.

"Not yet!" Zhu Ling Zhenjun replied, "Have you seen the hundreds of sky-high white lights on that Penglai Immortal Island?"

"See. Zhu Hongyu replied with the others.

"Well, we'll have to wait here until all the white light is gone before we officially attack. Zhu Ling was full of confidence, he seemed to have expected that there must not be many disciples left in Penglai Immortal Island, otherwise they would not be forced to use the lore formation.

The crowd didn't say much, just stayed in the distance, waiting quietly, waiting for the white light to gradually disappear.

However, the waiting time is the saddest thing.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

A week has passed, and the white light is still standing unabated.

Fortnight.

Three weeks.

Around.

More than a month passed quickly.

But it's a pity that the people of the five major forces have waited for the flowers, and the white light above Penglai Immortal Island still hasn't moved, and it hasn't weakened.

So, under the leadership of the Four True Monarchs, everyone continued to wait.

Three months later.

Just when everyone's patience was about to wear out, the light above Penglai Immortal Island finally underwent a slight change.

"Look, look, look!"

"Those white pillars of light are starting to shake, fading!"

"That's right, that's right! The power around here is also gradually weakening. ”

"Looks like we're finally getting to the end. ”

"Oh my God, I've been waiting here for four months, and I'm going crazy. It's great, it's so good, it's finally coming to an end. ”

Above the sea, among the five major forces, everyone saw hundreds of white pillars of light change in the distance.

Those white pillars of light not only faded, but also slightly distorted, and at a glance, they were even slightly transparent.

This is a sign that Penglai Immortal Island's lore formation is weakening.

Everyone's faces were smiling.

The True Monarch is no exception.

After four months of hard work, things finally took a turn for the better.

However, those who could personally feel that the power of the lore formation was disappearing were still Yuan Yangzi and Zhang Zichen and others who were in the center of Penglai Immortal Island.

All of them stood on the Immortal Island of the Ten Thousand Saints Dynasty, and their hearts had already begun to get nervous.

Because, in the white light, they felt that this power was fading.

The most obvious is that the eight hundred and fifty ancient gods of war.

They had been standing on the island for four whole months, immobile as Mount Tai.

But at this time, these ancient war gods, which were composed of white light, were slowly losing their light, and they were still slowly getting smaller.

Everyone has already guessed that when these ancient gods of war disappear completely, it means that the lore formation is completely invalid.

"Alas, on the islands, the aura and heavenly aura that have been absorbed for a full 900,000 years have finally been exhausted. ”

Motoyoko sighed.

Zhang Zichen and the others all understood that when this 'God and Demon Guarding Formation' completely disappeared, their death would not be far off.

Zhang Zichen turned around and glanced at everyone present.

Yuan Yangzi, Duanmu Batian, Duanmu Xue, Ding Yao, Long Fei......

These people, Zhang Zichen will always remember them.

But how long is this forever?

Zhang Zichen took a deep breath and had already made up his mind in his heart.

Even if there is no longevity turtle on the island, Zhang Zichen still has a secret weapon.

That is, Zhang Zichen has been hiding himself all along, and he could have caused a thunderstorm a long time ago.

But for this moment, Zhang Zichen endured it for a long time.

This time in the thunder tribulation, even if he risked the possibility of being killed by the true monarch and the strong, Zhang Zichen was bound to rush into the other party's crowd and lead the thunder to the tribulation!

Zhang Zichen is ready to die with those people, he wants to sacrifice himself in exchange for the safety of Yuan Yangzi and others.

Because, it is these people who have been supporting themselves.

Yuan Yangzi and the others naturally didn't know Zhang Zichen's plans at this time.

Time flashed, seven days later.

Above the vast sea, a red island appeared.

On Penglai Immortal Island, the white light disappeared completely.