In the sky, the tornado gradually turned blood-red, slowly heading towards the golden giant hand not far away.

Rumble!

The two collided, and the sound resounded through the sky, making Meng Xie's ears buzz, and golden light appeared in front of his eyes.

The tornado swept wildly, trying to tear the giant hand to pieces at once.

However, the giant hand was strong and slowly pressed down, allowing the tornado to slowly shrink.

How so!

Basang's pupils constricted, not believing what was happening in front of him.

However, many times, the more you don't want to see it, it happens.

The giant hand suddenly shone with golden light and fell with a bang.

The tornado disappeared as if it had never been seen before.

As the giant hand slapped down, the Basang priest standing in the center of the tornado spurted blood, and his body plummeted, slamming heavily on the ground, and a human-shaped pit appeared.

Slowly crawling out of the pit, Basang Sacrifice stood with difficulty, his eyes full of hatred staring at Meng Xie.

"You forced me!"

After saying a nonsensical word, the Basang priest bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, turning into a blood mist.

The blood mist stayed for a moment, quickly condensed, and transformed into a small snake about a foot long, spitting out the core.

"Go!"

The Basang Priest pointed at the sky, and the little snake ejected out, heading straight for the remaining eight rivers of blood!

The little snake turned into a little red light and sank directly into the blood river.

In the sky, the eight blood rivers writhed, roaring and roaring endlessly, resounding through the sky and spreading throughout the entire blood river array.

Basang Sacrifice stretched out his hand in mid-air, and the dragon crystal that was quietly floating in the center of the altar immediately flew out and came straight towards him!

Long Jing held it in his hand, and the Basang priest sneered: "Blood Dragon Dance!"

Throwing the dragon crystal upward, the eight blood rivers in the sky suddenly turned into blood dragons and flew towards the dragon crystal.

And the Basang sacrifice also roared, and the blood dragon flew out of his body.

The blood dragon hovered up and down in the air, constantly wandering around the dragon crystal.

"Knot!"

There was a loud cry in the air, and the Basang priest made a seal on his chest with both hands.

I saw the nine blood dragons roaring in unison, their eyes flashing with red light, and they swooped directly towards the Basang sacrifice.

In the blink of an eye, the Nine Heavens Blood Dragon drilled into Basang's body, bursts of red light, reflecting him like a demon god.

His breath skyrocketed, and Basang's body also began to grow.

After a few breaths, Basang's body became five or six zhang tall, and he looked down at Meng Xie as if he were looking down on an ant on the ground.

"Hmph, Meng Xie, this time your death time has arrived!

As he spoke, Basang raised his hand, and his palm instantly turned blood-red, and it fell fiercely towards Meng Xie.

A palpitating coercion enveloped Meng Xie, making him unable to move at all, and could only watch as his palms pressed down as if they were no more than a dark cloud.

However, the palm of the hand had just dropped halfway and stopped.

Basang Priest's face turned red, his face continued to bulge, and this phenomenon began to appear in his stomach and all parts of his body.

"Ahh

With an incomprehensible scream, Basang's body swelled and shrunk rapidly, looking terrifying.

What's going on?

Meng Xie stared at the Basang sacrifice, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, and there was a feeling of danger in his heart.

With a frightened face, Basang noticed that the vitality of his whole body was scurrying, and the dantian sea was not controlled at all, constantly expanding and shrinking, and there was a danger of explosion at any time.

In fact, as the formation of the barbarian Zhen clan, the power of the Jiuqu Blood River Array is naturally unmatched, even if the ten Meng Evil plus the Dragon Soul are not opponents.

The fault lies with the Basang sacrifice.

The Nine Songs Blood River Array, as a barbarian formation, requires barbarian cultivation to control, and the higher the cultivation, the greater the power, and once the array souls are gathered, it is even more powerful.

But the Basang sacrifice ignored one point, for decades, he had tried many cultivation methods, including the cultivation method of the human race, which made the vitality in his body mixed and impure.

If he used the Nine Curves Blood River Array a little, it would not be visible, and when he ran the Nine Curves Blood River Array with all his might, trying to unify the Nine Dragons, the vitality was mixed, so that the blood dragon was no longer under his control, and there was a faint danger of exploding out of the body.

If at this time, even if he can disperse his cultivation, he may still be able to survive.

But how did he know this, he was still desperately suppressing the nine blood dragons.

"Bang!"

A small explosion appeared, and a blood flower bloomed on the chest of the Basang priest.

A little bit of blood red soaked the earth in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of bangbang explosions was endless, and blood arrows **** out from Basang's body......

"No, no! it's all mine, I'm the master!"

With a frightened face, Basang kept looking at his body, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

Like a burst balloon, Basan's body returned to its normal size in the blink of an eye, soaked in blood and pale.

The appearance also changed to the original appearance of the old dragon bell, and the increase of the Nine Curves Blood River Array disappeared completely.

"How can this be, I am the ......"

Basan's sacrificial voice turned back to hoarseness, like a bellows, which made people extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

Meng Xie was surprised, he didn't use his hands at all, and the Basang sacrifice couldn't do it himself.

Could it be the backlash of the formation?

At this point, only this explanation makes sense.

Sensing that the vitality was slowly passing, Basan's sacrificial aura became weaker and weaker, and he stared blankly at the blood-red sky.

At this time, the sky returned to nine rivers of blood, flowing slowly.

With a thud, the Basang priest fell on his back to the sky, and died in such a daze.

With Basan's death, an earth-shattering explosion was heard in the Dust Castle, and a dazzling white light rose into the sky.

Then, the Nine Heavens Blood River in the sky slowly distorted, gradually becoming blurred, and finally disappeared.

The Nine Songs of Blood River Formation!

This dramatic ending made Meng Xie a little unexpected, and he originally thought that there would be a big war.

Who knew that the Basang sacrifice was first counterattacked by the formation, and Xiao Gagong also successfully destroyed the formation eye.

Isn't this ending too suddenly!

Meng Xie always felt that something was not quite right about this matter, but he couldn't think of anything.

A moment later, several figures rushed out of the Dust Castle.

Stopping in front of Meng Xie, Gagong and Xiangning, Yu Huai all looked at Meng Xie with a happy face.

"It's over!"

Meng Xie spread out his palms and pointed to the corpse of the Basang sacrifice on the side, "He is also dead!"

Everyone looked at the corpse and looked at Meng Xie in surprise.

Meng Xie explained: "I didn't kill it, it was the formation counterattack." ”

After telling the story again, everyone sighed.

Meng Xie looked in the direction where Pei Xian and Wu Wenkang had left, and now it was up to them.

At this time, Wu Wenkang was embarrassed and struggled to support.

Falling Dust Pengtian's attacks came in waves, leaving the two of them overwhelmed.

When the blood red of the sky dissipated, Falling Dust Pengtian was surprised to find that the original increase in strength had disappeared.

A few calls for the Basang sacrifice were not answered at all.

"Oh no!

He realized that something was wrong and turned around and ran, and at the same time took out a piece of jade pendant and crushed it vigorously.

A streamer pierced the sky and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Pei Xian and Wu Wenkang were saved, and the two were out of breath.

took out a messenger jade slip, Wu Wenkang hurriedly left his thoughts, and then released the jade slip.

A moment later, the entire Exile Sect was furious!

Pei Dingyong held the jade slip in his hand, his face was pale, "How can this be reasonable!

An order was passed down, and the entire Exile Sect was immediately moved, and waves of elite disciples disappeared into the inscription teleportation array.

Meng Xie didn't know what happened to the Wandering Sect, and he was still worried that the sect didn't know about it.

Suddenly, the sky not far away fluctuated, and the dark cracks suddenly opened.

A pair of hands as white as jade stretched out and tore the crack open!

"Who used Liufangpei!"

The voice was cold, with a condescending tone.

A tall figure stepped out of the spatial crack.

This is a man, handsome, with a face like a crown of jade, a white shirt that moves with the wind, and a long sword tied to his back.

Glancing downward, the man didn't notice the person who had summoned him, and slammed into the corpse of the Basang sacrifice.

"You killed him!"

The man's voice was flat, revealing a murderous intent.

"Hmph, little ant, it's a big deal for my refining sect, and it's not a pity to die. ”

A cold snort came out of his nostrils, and he didn't see any movement from the man, and a gray sword qi slashed down in the air.

The sword pointed in the direction where Meng Xie and the others were standing.

Before the sword qi fell, the earth had cracked, and countless cracks continued to extend in all directions.

Meng Xie and the others were horrified in their hearts, and in the face of such a huge coercion, they couldn't afford to have any thoughts of resisting at all.

"Huh?" the man listened, his eyes solemn, "Count you as fast as you come!"

With a sneer, the man's big hand waved at will, and the sword qi suddenly split apart, turning into countless small sword qi, scurrying around.

The sword qi was raging, and the huge Falling Dust Castle turned into a ruin in a few breaths, and it was destroyed in one fell swoop.

Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, the man swiped casually, and a crack in the space appeared, and he stepped into it like a leisurely walk.

The man disappeared into the sky, and the sword qi did not dissipate with it!

Meng Xie and the others breathed a sigh of relief and resisted the sword qi one after another.

After a while, the sky cracked again, and Mengru's figure walked out of it.

Frowning, he found the sword qi around him, and waved his big hand again and again.

One after another, the sword qi suddenly disappeared into invisibility.

"Looks like someone got there first!"

Looking down and seeing that Meng Xie was safe, Mengru nodded reassuringly.

After a while, countless flowing clouds emerged in the sky, wrapped in a ball, and slowly fell to the ground.

As the flowing clouds dispersed, one by one the disciples of the Wandering Sect appeared among them.

"The Luochen family, rebelled and left the sect, exterminated the nine clans, and left no armor!"

Mengru's voice sounded in the air, and the disciples of the Wandering Sect swarmed towards the Falling Dust Castle!

Coming to the ground, Mengru looked at Meng Xie who was a little unbearable, "Can't bear it, this world is like this, the path of cultivation is very narrow, if you want to step on it, you have to step on other people's corpses, the kindness of women, or not." ”

Meng Xie also understood this truth, but every time he saw such a fight, he felt that it was a bit of a fuss.

Perhaps, it has something to do with his still not adapting to this world. (To be continued.) )