"What the hell is going on?"

"The red-colored barrier is cutting off the outside world, and we seem to be trapped here!"

"What a powerful bloody aura!"

"This is a formation, a very ferocious formation!"

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Those martial artists who shot at Cheng Wushuang were forced to use spiritual power, and they were entered into their bodies one after another by a bloody aura, and they immediately became weak, and the moves they issued were powerless.

More than fifty martial artists who shot at Cheng Wushuang were killed by the Thunder Sword in his hand one by one almost in an instant!

After death, the blood and qi of those corpses instantly turned into a cloud of blood-colored mist, escaped into the formation, and turned into bloody energy, and in a few breaths, the deceased had turned into a hideous-looking dry corpse.

This formation is a self-improved sixth-order formation after Cheng Wushuang cracked the fifth-order formation of the ancestor of the Qiu family, and the sixth-order formation Earth Blood Hell Formation belongs to the flow of ancient formations, with thirty-six ancient fierce beast talismans as the center of the formation, ranking between Bagua and Qisu, the biggest role of this kind of formation is to trap the entrants, constantly reduce the strength of the entrants, and finally let them turn into a dry corpse, and the power of the blood evil absorbed by the formation will be transformed into the blood element 'essence' and fed back to the arrayer.

For Cheng Wushuang, after this battle, his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!

"Now, if someone gets down on their knees and begs for mercy to add my bloodstained boots, I'll consider letting them live!"

Cheng Wushuang sneered at everyone, after killing more than fifty martial artists in an instant, the Ben Thunder Sword in his hand had turned into a pool of blood red, and the fierce aura on the sword was very great, he killed more than fifty martial artists, after the blood evil qi entered the body, the strength began to decline sharply, and those martial artists in the three 'holes' of the Void Realm were so weak that they only had the strength of the Soul Awakening Realm, not to mention those martial artists of the Soul Awakening Realm, to what extent was their strength reduced!

Now, for Cheng Wushuang, these warriors are all scum.

"Fart, beg for mercy from your little miscellaneous 'Mao', everyone go up together, don't believe in 'getting' him or not, this formation is a bit weird, but as soon as the caster dies, the formation will be self-defeating!"

Feng Feng roared, his face was full of black charcoal, almost exactly the same as his black iron sword.

The remaining martial artists woke up and felt that Feng Feng was right, and he had to kill Cheng Wushuang as soon as possible and break this formation. Everyone could clearly feel that the bloody qi in the formation was getting stronger and stronger, and as every trace of bloody qi entered their bodies, their spiritual power would be weakened by one point!

The Li family of the Qiu family also took up arms one after another, led the clansmen, rushed towards Cheng Wushuang, and displayed their own finale martial arts to kill Cheng Wushuang.

Those scattered martial artists also followed, and almost immediately, Feng Feng's words made all the martial artists take up their weapons and attack Cheng Wushuang fiercely.

The endless battle begins!

In the face of more than a hundred martial artists, under the erosion of the bloody qi of the formation, the strength of those martial artists has dropped by a level, and the only ones who can almost really 'fight' with Cheng Wushuang are the protectors of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, as well as the combined attack martial arts of the four Void Realm martial artists who followed the white-bearded old man.

At this moment, Cheng Wushuang, like a fierce demon in the world, relied on the twelve spiritual springs in his body, the spiritual power was incomparably vast, almost every sword used ten layers of power, and continuously waved the swordsmanship, except for those few real masters, almost all of them killed one person with one sword!

In less than half a cup of tea, there were countless casualties in the scene, and only a few powerful core disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect remained, such as Feng Feng, as well as the five people led by the Dharma Protector and the white-bearded old man, and the others were all dead, and their corpses turned into corpses that were seized by the formation.

"Boy!"

"If you slaughter my Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples like this, you will die a miserable death, not only that, but your family, all the people close to you, will die!"

"Quickly break the formation and break the formation, we are not to blame for the past! Otherwise, you will definitely die. ”

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect Protector was surprisingly angry, under this weird and fierce formation, the red mist was everywhere, and his strength was also weakened to four 'hole' heavens, and directly descended to the five 'hole' heavens of the void realm, every time he resisted Cheng Wushuang's sword moves, he was powerless, and in this formation, the loss of spiritual power was faster than the outside world, if he hadn't taken a few purchased imperial products to replenish qi and return to the Yuan Dan, he would really not be able to survive.

"With your words, you can stay forever!"

Cheng Wushuang used the power of the earth, directly used the "Fengming Nine Swords", and used the 'fine' magic of the heaven-level swordsmanship, with the blessing of this bloody power, even if he did not reach the void realm and comprehended the power of the sky, he could perfectly show the power of the heaven-level swordsmanship!

A hundred phoenixes roared in unison, and several lives died, and the five white-bearded old men had already died in Cheng Wushuang's sword family! Even the invincible Ten Thousand Sword Sect protectors were pierced through the throat by Cheng Wushuang's sword!

Huge fear in the hearts of the remaining disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Poof!

Cheng Wushuang didn't expect that the first disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to be kneeled down turned out to be the arrogant Feng Feng, only to see him look like a defeated dog, and seeing that the protector of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was pierced through his throat by Cheng Wushuang's sword like a starfall, he instantly lost his fighting spirit.

Feng Feng hurriedly kowtowed his head vigorously on the hard gravel wasteland, and said in a trembling voice: "I beg for mercy, I beg for mercy, I am a little miscellaneous 'Mao', I am a small miscellaneous 'Mao'! I am a small miscellaneous 'Mao', I don't want to die yet, spare my life, Grandpa Wushuang spare my life!"

Feng Feng shouted and kowtowed, with a decadent look on his face, which made those disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect stunned, if Cheng Wushuang's strength and means slandered their three views, then Feng Feng's begging for mercy at this moment made them want to hurt their eyes!

The sect master's personal disciples, who are powerful and blessed on weekdays and enjoy the countless superior resources of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, are actually such soft-footed shrimps, afraid of dying like this, it is really a shame for the sect's 'sect'!

"Humph!"

"I hate spineless people the most in my life!"

"I told you to kneel down and beg for mercy for my boots, but it's just for fun, do you really believe it?"

"But this is not the most important reason, the real reason is that your second senior brother Gongsun Changshan dares to secretly kill me! Since you are his fellow 'door' senior brother, die in his place, and soon after, your second senior brother will come to accompany you!"

Cheng Wushuang's cold eyes swept over Feng Feng, looking at the personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master, who was still extremely arrogant and arrogant at the alchemy conference that day, and now he had become a bear, and couldn't help but feel that the world was changing too fast! In short, his heart was extremely comfortable, and the sword weapon in his hand lit up, and a sword aura came out, ending Feng Feng.

Seeing this, those disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect hurriedly took out their swords and made the final resistance, these are the core disciples in the Void Realm, in this bloody prison array, only the strength of the seven turns of the soul awakening realm can be possessed, Cheng Wushuang faced the last three people with one sword per person, and the three swords were fatally sealed.

When the last person is about to die, the handy task issued by the system is also completed in an instant.

"It's 'very' easy to earn these 100,000 genesis points!"

Now Cheng Wushuang's body already has sixty sword-type star souls, among which the highest level is Feng Feng's Venerable Dragon Sword Star Soul!

If these star souls are devoured by the mutated iron sword star souls, the black 'colored' spiritual power born can at least break through to the seventh turn of the soul awakening realm, plus the blood element 'essence' spirit contained in this big array, it will not be a problem to break through to the eighth turn of the soul awakening realm!

"It's better to collect the loot first, and then collect the battle and flee!"

Cheng Wushuang immediately and quickly collected the two hundred and ten martial artists, many of whom did not have storage utensils, and only more than sixty people had storage rings, so they couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Immediately began to close the formation, and after absorbing the blood element 'essence' in the formation, he moved the corpses of dozens of martial artists from the Void Realm into the storage space and exchanged them for creation value, Cheng Wushuang immediately flew in the 'chaotic' stone forest, and soon came out of the 'chaotic' world forest, and galloped away!

In the place where countless dried corpses were poured, a bewitching 'woman' wearing a black 'colored' and 'exposed' shoulder gauze skirt quietly appeared, looking around at a glance, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but be a little shocked.

"I can't imagine that so many martial artists will die like this! That little ghost is really not simple, but the more this happens, the more I feel like killing him!"

"Now he's too weak, let's wait for him to improve his strength and make the assassination a little difficult, I'll shoot again!"

The enchanting 'female' 'licked' the corners of her mouth, and a pair of eyes turned into the blood 'color' of the demon 'glamorous' excitedly!

When Cheng Wushuang opened the big array, she had been using her special ability to observe everything in the formation, and looking at Cheng Wushuang's sharp and clean means of killing, it made her feel that Cheng Wushuang was an incomparably delicious prey! She hadn't found someone who could arouse her 'desire' to kill for too long!