With firm conviction, Zhao Quan had already walked to the side of the altar.

He took out the things he had prepared a long time ago, including but not limited to some talismans and magic weapons, and placed them in the corresponding places on the altar in a specific order.

Then, slashing his wrist with a knife, blood gushed out and slowly flowed across the altar.

The red blood was like a thread scattered in all directions, connecting those talismans, magic weapons, and jade array eyes one by one.

If someone looked down at the altar from mid-air, they would see—

The threads of blood eventually formed a six-pointed star pattern, and at the moment when the pattern was formed, the blood threads suddenly disappeared, as if they had been sucked into the altar.

Immediately after, a strange red light emanated from the altar, bloody and ominous.

The formation has been formed.

And Master Zhao, who promoted this formation, was already dying.

He looked older, with gray hair and goosebumps on his face, and he had gone from an old man who had at first seemed to be in good spirits to a man who was on the verge of death.

Master Zhao lay on the edge of the altar, used his last strength, and laughed:

"Master, the formation is complete!"

After shouting, he couldn't move, so he could only lie still, breathless, waiting for the next miracle.

Jian Xiao also heard this.

In the midst of the fight, she glanced towards the altar, only to see that place, red blood light rose into the sky, as if the entire altar was surrounded.

It was an ominous place, as if as soon as you stepped inside, there would be no bones left.

At the same time, Luo Weizhou's face was also full of joy.

Although he is now almost useless, he has multiple fractures and injuries on his body, and the long knife in his hand was also snatched by Jian Xiao, breaking his right hand tendon.

But he held on and dragged Jian Xiao to buy Zhao Quan time.

Finally, the formation was completed, and everything was almost over.

Luo Weizhou gave up resistance, let Jian Xiao kick him away, and then followed the example of Master Zhao, like a dead fish, lying in the pile of corpses not far away, panting faintly.

"What the hell is this?"

Jian Xiao's face was solemn.

After Zhao Quan's change, although the general appearance is similar to before, they are two completely different things.

The method of breaking the formation that she had found before was completely useless.

New formations, new formations, new ways to crack them......

It wasn't until this moment that Jian Xiao discovered that even if she had drawn so many bigwigs' character cards and inherited all the knowledge and means of Zhang Daoling, Yuan Tiangang and others, she still couldn't tell what this formation was.

It's evil, it's disgusting, and it exudes an air of destruction.

A bad premonition arose in her heart, if this formation really completed its effect, I am afraid there would be no room for reversal!

To stop!

This was the only thought in Jian Xiao's mind.

She was carrying a knife and wanted to rush forward, breaking the formation as violently as before.

It was at this moment that the consummate happened—

In that brand-new six-pointed star formation, a huge suction force suddenly appeared, as if there was an irresistible force, overwhelmingly surging towards Jian Xiao.

She couldn't even resist, so she was dragged to the altar by that inexplicable force.

This formation, which is alive, is choosing its own offerings.

Among all the people present, only Jian Xiao had the strongest luck and the most luck!

Jian Xiao was dragged forward by the suction force for several steps before she could barely stabilize her footing, and she once again cast a spatial vortex, trying to escape from the center of this suction force.

She was sure that as long as she avoided this suction, she would have a chance to escape!