Outside Wuling Mountain, people from all walks of life gathered in the rivers and lakes, they all came for the heterogeneous appearance in Wuling Mountain, the voices of people were boiling, the crowds were crowded, and the miasma of smoke was smoky.

"The immortal treasure of Wuling Mountain is about to appear!"

Under the guidance of well-intentioned people, more and more people gathered in a deserted village outside Wuling Mountain, which is the closest to Wuling Mountain.

"You know that this time, the leader of the Dao Sect, the Xuan Shan Sect, has come for the treasure..."

"What? Are all the Xuan Shan Sect here? Wouldn't I have a chance to wait? Someone whispered in shock.

"Not only the people from the Xuan Lonely Sect, it is said that there are also remnants of the Demon Gate hidden in the secret, and they also covet the secret treasures in the mountain..."

Well-informed people gathered together, discussing with each other, and exchanging the intelligence information they had gotten.

"People in the Demon Gate, everyone gets and is punished, maybe we can fish in troubled waters and profit."

Hearing the noisy conversation in his ears, the people who have thoughts and activities flashed with surprise in their eyes.

"Huh? How did the sky change color? ”

Just when everyone gathered in the deserted village and waited for the opening of the treasure of Wuling Mountain, someone suddenly found that the sky was dyed with a layer of blood at some point, hazy, like fog and veil, very weird.

"Oh no, our way out of the village is blocked by an enchantment!!"

"Oops, this could be a trap!"

In an instant, the sky darkened, and the veil of blood covering the sky was instantly covered, completely isolating the possibility of everyone fleeing from this place.

"What the hell is going on?"

Seeing this, the faces of people from all walks of life changed greatly, staring at the invisible enchantment outside the deserted village, their eyes were extremely solemn, they tried to impact the ban many times, but all in vain.

"Could it be that we undoubtedly strayed into the formation in the Foggy Ridge Mountain?" Someone said worriedly.

As soon as this statement was spoken, it was directly rejected.

"Impossible, impossible!"

At this time, a handsome man in a white scarf stood up, he was holding a folding fan, gentle and elegant, calm and calm, with a confident and sunny face, seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he continued to explain unhurriedly: "The formation that trapped us is completely different from the formation of Wuling Mountain!" ”

"The formation in the Wuling Mountain is an authentic Dao Gate formation - the formation of stealing the sky and changing the sun, and the enchantment that traps us is a simple drawing of the ground for the prison system!"

After a pause, the handsome man looked around at everyone, shook the folding fan, and swore an oath: "As long as you do what I say, you will be able to break this prohibition in half an hour." ”

"Who are you? Why should we listen to you? ”

As soon as the words fell, someone suddenly had a different opinion, and directly jumped out and pointed at his nose and questioned: "Why do we believe what you say?" ”

"yes, maybe this prohibition that trapped us was something you did in the dark!?"

The others chimed in: "Who knows, what are you having!" ”

At this time, the crowd was very chaotic and noisy, and everyone looked at each other with vigilance and vigilance, without the slightest trust.

"Humph!"

Hearing the doubts around him, the handsome man's face sank, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, he waved his sleeves, and said in a cold tone: "I am a disciple of the inner sect of the Xuan Lin Sect, Sun Zhi'an!" ”

After speaking, he held his head high, his expression was unruly, and a sense of superiority spontaneously arose.

"What? Are you from the Xuan Shan Sect? ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and the eyes that looked at Sun Zhian became complicated, some were envious, some were in awe, and some were very jealous.

"Niu Yougui, the leader of the Lower God Fist Gang, has seen Senior Brother Sun..."

Immediately, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes squeezed out of the crowd and came to Sun Zhi'an's side, with a flattering face, hoping to get on his body with the relationship between the leader of the Taoist sect, Xuan Shan Sect.

Suddenly, the noisy and noisy crowd became orderly, they were all small sects from Tiannan and Haibei, and they were not worth mentioning at all in front of the leader of the Dao Sect, Xuan Lin Sect.

"Well, as long as you can follow my method, you will definitely be able to break through this prohibition of drawing the ground as a prison..."

Sun Zhi'an enjoyed the feeling of being watched by thousands of people, especially when he became the focus of the audience, he felt that the cells all over his body were trembling, and there was a sense of intoxication that was fluttering like a fairy.

After coughing lightly, he calmed down his excited heart and continued: "Even if it is a stolen battle in the Wuling Mountain, I have a way to solve it, so that you and the others can all enter it. ”

Hearing the words in my ears, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and their eyes showed excitement and joy.

"What? Are you sure? ”

"Can we also enter the Foggy Ridge Mountain?"

"Senior Brother Sun is righteous, and the Xuan Lin Sect is worthy of being a famous and decent family in the rivers and lakes, and he acts above board!"

All of a sudden, everyone was immersed in the happy atmosphere of being able to enter the Wuling Mountain and get a piece of the pie, and they did not hesitate to praise the words in their mouths.

Sun Zhi'an's eyebrows danced, and he enjoyed the atmosphere of being surrounded by rainbow farts very much.

......

"Lord Envoy, there are disciples of the Xuan Silent Sect in the Blood Sacrifice Great Array, in case the situation changes, it is better to start the Blood Sacrifice!"

However, everything that happened in the deserted village was seen by the people of the Bloody Cloak Hall in the distance.

"I'll leave this matter to you, I hope you don't let me down!"

Su Cailiang's face was expressionless, he looked at Sun Zhi'an in the crowd in the distance like a star holding the moon, and sneered: "A group of ants who don't know whether they are alive or dead also dare to try to point out the secret hiding of the Dyeing Fog Ridge. ”

"Whoa! The subordinates will arrange for people to start the blood sacrifice array! ”

The old fox Xu Jin lowered his eyebrows, and after hearing the order, his figure quickly swept towards the deserted village, staring at the people in the prohibition, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Snake Queen, everything is in the plan, within an hour, the Great Array of Stealing the Sky and the Sun will be broken!"

After Xu Jin's old figure disappeared, Su Cailiang looked at the bewitching and beautiful woman on the side with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Three thousand people from the rivers and lakes with strong qi and blood, plus a disciple of the Xuanshan Sect who has reached the early stage of the Fourth Heaven Sect, sacrificing their blood spirit power will definitely be able to completely erode the enchantment in the Wuling Mountain." ”

"Ahh Help me! ”

Before the words fell, a miserable wail sounded in the deserted village in the distance.

Obviously, Xu Jin's work efficiency is very high, and it only takes half a cup of tea before and after, and the blood sacrifice array that envelops the deserted village has been activated.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth turned into a bloody color, and countless people were wailing, roaring, and angry.

The Blood Sacrifice Array was like a world-destroying mill, ruthlessly crushing all the lives in the array, grinding inch by inch.

All the people in the rivers and lakes who were invaded by the power of blood sacrifices, those who did not cultivate highly, their bodies instantly fell apart, turning into a puddle of minced flesh, and the pungent and warm blood rushed to their faces, filling the entire deserted village.

For each death, the blood color that shrouded everyone increased by a few points, and the power of the Blood Sacrifice Array also increased.

Those who have cultivated to the advanced level are struggling to support each other, relying on each other to block the invasion of the power of blood sacrifice, and it is only a matter of time before they are defeated.

"Senior Brother Sun, what's going on?"

The sudden change made everyone panic, and after a short bloody death, everyone pinned all their hopes for life on Sun Zhi'an of the Xuan Lin Sect.

"This is a blood sacrifice formation!"

Sun Zhi'an's face was pale, his two sword eyebrows were twisted together at this time, his eyes were very solemn, observing the shrinking blood-colored prohibitions around him, and he said in an eager tone: "Someone wants to kill us all and deprive us of our qi and blood power..."

"This must be a trap of the Demon Gate, they want to swallow the treasure in the Wuling Mountain alone!"

Hearing this, the Divine Fist Gang Niu Yougui asked anxiously: "Senior Brother Sun, what do you say?" Can we still break this ban? ”

"The ban can be broken!"

Sun Zhi'an's face was extremely gloomy, and he said, "But I'm afraid most people won't be able to hold on for that long..."

As he spoke, he looked at the people in the deserted village who were constantly wailing in pain and turning into blood mist, and a trace of unbearability and jealousy flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"It doesn't matter so much, as long as we can survive, we will find the demons hiding in the shadows and avenge them!" Someone had bruises on his forehead, his eyes were full of flames of hatred, and he gritted his teeth and roared.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Sun Zhian nodded helplessly, and could only acquiesce to watch the others die tragically.

......

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.

After some discussion, Zhang Tao and the others followed Qingyun Lao Dao to the place where Oiran once lived.

Eerie, dead and desolate.

The heavens and the earth were gray, only the blood moon on the sky seemed to be an eternal existence, forever quietly hanging upside down above everyone's heads.

"The resentment here is stronger than anywhere else!"

Lin Bufan's expression was extremely solemn, and the curse lines on his forehead were violently twisting and flickering as if they had been stimulated by something after arriving at Oiran's residence.

His face was extremely pale, forcibly suppressed the severe pain in his body, and said in a deep voice: "This place contains a great murderer, and it is very dangerous!" ”

"This should be the place where the body of the great grievance is located!"

Zhang Tao's eyes moved slightly, looking at the strange and familiar scene in front of him, he was very sure that the Oiran in his memory hanged himself here.

Thinking of the terrible necromantic curse of the resentful girl, he felt a void in his heart, and a cold sweat instantly appeared behind him, if according to Qingyunzi's arrangement, as long as he found the body of the resentful girl before her death, and smoothly put the other party into the ground, reciting the [Lingbao Du Doom Sutra] to surpass the other party's grievances, and arouse the kindness and love in his heart, he can successfully resolve this crisis.

However, in the event of an accident in the plan, all of them present could die tragically under the curse, without exception.

"No, the place where the Oiran committed suicide in the memory of the black cat is under the crooked neck tree, why is there no figure of the wedding dress Oiran now?"

Zhang Tao's eyes narrowed slightly, carefully observing the environment in front of him, the dead vines and old trees still existed, but there was no hanging figure of the Oiran.

The small bridge had now become a broken bridge, half of the broken bridge had collapsed, and the wooden planks hanging from it were crumbling, and they could fall into the flowing river below at any moment.

"This little river..."

Seeing the river flowing under the bridge, his pupils suddenly constricted, and his body subconsciously took half a step back.

The smell of the river water is the same as the corpse water in the secret passage below Yizhuang.

Rancid, disgusting, sticky, and faintly visible in countless tangled hairs.

"Brother Zhang, we have encountered this river, but I didn't expect the source of the corpse water in the secret passage to be here!"

Seeing this, Pang Shaoyuan looked at the river with complicated eyes, and said angrily: "I will never forget this disgusting smell." ”

"Yikes! There's something in the water! ”

When Wu Fatzi heard their words, he was curious, and couldn't help but poke his head out and cross the small bridge and look at the bottom of the muddy river.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it!

He saw countless decomposing corpses at the bottom of the river, all of them staring at the top with their eyes wide open.

Unsuspectingly, he touched those dead and cold eyes, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart beat violently.