Even if it is only carved in stone, it clearly reveals a smart innocence, but this innocence is not a juvenile state, but a creepy cruelty.

Just with the addition of this face, the Shenjun statue clearly maintains the same posture as before, but the temperament is completely different.

Chu Yiyang frowned slightly, this was the first time he had seen a certain existence since he entered this world, but he didn't know who he was at all.

After listening to the news he brought, the Blood River Ancestor was much calmer than Bai Wuchang, although he was a little jealous of the Hehuan Sect and his master.

I only heard him say, "If you come, you will come." ”

Fear is fear, but it is not as important as this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to impact the realm and refine the magic weapon.

He waved his hand to the disciple who seemed to be looking at the Divine Monarch behind him just now, "Don't worry about this, you go back and just follow the plan, if the successor of the Hehuan Sect dies in Aoba Mountain City, he can only blame himself for his bad luck." ”

As for Ying Qiushui, the crazy woman wants to come to them for revenge, then you have to find them.

Seeing that the Blood River Ancestor looked like he was ready to retreat, Chu Yiyang nodded yes and retreated according to his instructions. At this moment, his question about who the face on the statue of the Divine Monarch belonged to overshadowed the others, and it didn't matter what the Blood River had left.

The guard who had brought him in led him back outside the temple, saluted him respectfully, and watched him depart.

Chu Yiyang seemed to leave, but in fact, as soon as he reached the corner of the street, he turned into smoke and disappeared, and the next moment he condensed near a residential house. When the Blood River Great Array is launched, the entire city will be surrounded by blood mist, and there is nowhere to break through, and the only way is to go to the eye of the formation to break the formation.

As soon as he left the temple, Xu Yu was relieved and regained his freedom.

The little black cat immediately poked its head out of its sleeve, shook its beard, and looked at the house in front of it excitedly: "Where is this?" ”

He watched Chu Yiyang act, everything was beyond his expectations, he simply didn't bother to guess, and following him around the city was much more interesting than wandering around by himself.

From Chu Yiyang's point of view, you can see the three words written on the plaque of this house - Fengshenju, but it is the place where the attendants in the temple live.

Not everyone in this world has the qualifications to cultivate, and those with qualifications can naturally join the Xuanmen Sect and the Demon Dao, but if ordinary people want to get closer to the gods, there is only one way - to become a servant in the temple.

In the dead of night, the door of the god's dwelling was closed.

This is just decoration for Chu Yiyang, and he took a step forward.

The attendants of the temple were sent to the temple from a young age, and by the age of twenty, if they were not favored by the temple, they would be released into their homes.

The Blood River Ancestor occupied the temple during the time that Aoba Mountain Castle was entrenched, and these attendants did not cultivate, and occasionally felt that it was inappropriate during the daily sprinkling, but they didn't know what was wrong.

When Chu Yiyang came in, he saw that there was still a room in the courtyard lit up, so he went straight in that direction.

After regrouping in the room, he saw a young man dressed in the white clothes of the temple, kneeling in front of the statue of the god he worshipped in private, praying, hoping that the shrine would hear his voice.

Hearing movement behind him, the delicate-looking young man turned his head vigilantly: "Who ......?"

The next second, he was frozen in place, except for his eyes, there was no part of his body that could move anymore, and only a white figure could be seen in the corner of his eye. Before he could see the other man's face, he waved his hand, causing him to fall unconscious to the ground.

Getting people under the bed, Chu Yiyang sat down on the edge of the bed, and the little black cat jumped on his lap, showing his belly to him without seeing it at all: "What are you going to do now?" ”

Chu Yiyang touched the cat's head that didn't shed its hair, and his appearance and figure slowly changed under the lamp: "Wait." ”

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In the blink of an eye, a new day has begun, and the wind and sand in the desert have not abated, constantly invading the lanterns hanging at the head of the city.

The team in charge of guarding the city recruited monks for such harsh weather, and there were cultivators as a protection, which could be seen clearly in the wind and sand at night.

"It's time for a change of guard!"

The monk standing at the head of the city was looking into the distance, and when he heard a voice behind him, he turned around and saw his mortal colleague in armor coming towards him, waving him to drink below.

He smiled and was about to say something to his colleagues, when out of the corner of his eye, he caught the blood mist rising in the four corners of the city, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

Walking among the alleys, the watchmen in the city felt that the moonlight above their heads was obscured, and when they looked up suddenly, they saw that the blood mist was covering the starry sky overhead.

With a clang, the beating stick in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the scream in his throat pierced the calm of the residential area: "There is ...... There are youkai! There's a youkai——! ”

He trembled, turned around and ran, and before he could run a few steps, he was covered by the blood mist that permeated him, and with a scream, the whole person began to melt from his legs.

At this moment, the watchmen and drunkards who were still active in the city became the first prey to be swallowed up by the blood river array.

As soon as the wind moved, the blood mist roared and turned, coming towards the soldiers at the head of the city.

"Be careful!" The monk who was standing at the top of the city and took it all in his eyes rushed to the wall, and was about to remind his colleagues below not to fight hard, when a series of screams rang out from below.

The blood mist is poisonous, mortals will die when they touch it, and it will melt into essence blood to engulf it, and there are only a few people left on the city wall in today's patrol team.

The monk, dressed in a blue scribe's robe, had a magic weapon in his hand that showed the shape of a judge's penmanship, and shouted, "All come to me!" ”

After saying that, he took the natal magic weapon, and the light blue light radiating from his body became the only light in the bloody night, and the rest of the people also gathered around him.

However, this is only an extra respite.

As soon as this blood mist was touched, it eroded his protective light shield, and as soon as the light shield broke, the blood mist permeated in, and the colleagues around him immediately turned into nutrients for the Blood River Great Array.

Hearing the screams of his colleagues, he saw the mist turn into tentacles and stab at his eyeballs, and the middle-aged scribe who was surrounded had nowhere to escape.

He was dumbfounded, gritted his teeth and threw the talisman magic weapon upward, violently urging the spiritual power to make the judge's pen explode in the air, and the next moment the person was engulfed in the blood mist.

This earth-shattering explosion completely shattered the silence of the city, and all monks and mortals woke up.

Some people came out of their homes in their clothes and were swallowed by the blood mist, and those who remained in the room were not spared, watching the boundless blood mist spread in and engulf all living things.

This 100,000-strong city turned into a human purgatory in an instant, and the cries and screams were heard one after another.

The monks in the city had already rushed out, looking at the blood mist in the sky in horror, and someone recognized it as the means of the Blood River Ancestor: "Blood River!" It's the Blood River Array! ”

The Blood River Ancestor is famous, he once slaughtered a dynasty with the Blood River Great Array, and he can be regarded as ruthless in the ghost cultivation, and today in Aoba Mountain City, he actually wants to concoct the same tragedy as before, and wants to use the 100,000 mortals and monks in the city to help him break through!

Those ordinary residents who had no formation protection had turned into a place where blood mist was raging, and even this monk settlement with magic weapons and formation blessings would not be peaceful for long.

At this moment, rampant laughter came from the blood mist again-

"In the past, your Xuanmen was upright and shouted and killed and beaten against our ghosts, but now the big array is open, and the mana of the ancestors is boundless, and you are all turtles in the urn! Today, I will show you what it means to take turns in feng shui! ”

"What are you talking about? Kill! ”

With this overwhelming burst of laughter, countless evil cultivators flew up in the four corners of Aoba Mountain Castle.

In the Blood River Great Array, their cultivation had all been suddenly improved by two or three realms, and these cultivators who were no taller than the Golden Pill Stage were the best playthings in their eyes.

The Great Array of the Ancestors was really mysterious, and when they came over, they casually killed those mortals who rushed to the street, and they felt that every time they killed someone, their strength also increased.

In this way, if they killed enough people in the Blood River Great Array, and the Great Array had been presided over by the Ancestor, wouldn't they be able to sit on the Aoba Mountain City and be invincible in the world?

"Rats! Don't dare! ”

Hearing this, the righteous disciples of the Xuanmen Sect below couldn't help it, and in an instant, dozens of streamers flew up in the dark night, facing the evil path evildoers who were killing from all sides.

If they don't stand up together, unite and try their best to stop the disaster of Aoba Mountain Castle today, then the whole city will fall into hell.

At this moment, no matter what sect or sect they came from, the disciples of Xuanmen all had the same understanding, more and more monks flew up like meteors and joined the battle group, and this big city containing 100,000 mortals suddenly burst into smoke, and it was no longer as clean as it used to be.

Some of the monks in the city were able to fight against the evil cultivators who were killing on a large scale, such as the young master of the Tianqin Sect and the head disciple of the Mingyang Sword Sect who had fought in the inn before, and there were also those who did not have the strength to fight, so they chose to run to mortals.

The evil cultivators are blessed by the blood mist, like a tiger with wings, but the righteous path monks have to be distracted to resist the blood mist, and they have to face the opponent, seeing that the disadvantage is getting bigger and bigger.

Outside the Qinglian Inn, a group of monks who had not yet joined the battle looked at the blood mist surrounding, looking for a corner where they could break through.

However, the speed at which the blood mist filled was faster than they thought, and as more and more people died in the city, the power of the large array became stronger and stronger, and it was impossible to break through at this time and ask for help from the nearby big factions.

Fu Yueshu and the others also looked at this mess outside the inn, and saw a middle-aged scribe holding a compass in his hand, and said decisively with a long beard: "We can't wait, it's useless to kill these evil cultivators, we must find the eye of the formation and break the formation!" ”

Although their cultivation realm is not high, there are also a few people who are proficient in the formation, if they can find a chance to enter the formation eye, then there is still a chance to break the situation.

The Blood River Old Demon who can preside over the formation must be more powerful than these minions in the sky, and with their cultivation, they are afraid that they will be executed if they can't break through to the eye of the formation.

At this moment, everyone remembered a person—

"Hehuan Sect...... What about Ying Daoyou? ”

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Chapter 6

The person they were thinking of had already infiltrated the other side alone, and had even played the role of his disciple under the nose of the Blood River Ancestor.

Everyone didn't know, they only remembered that he had suppressed the two strongest of them as soon as he made a move, and if he led them to break the formation, there would definitely be a glimmer of hope.

"Senior Sister Fu, do you know where Senior Brother Ying is?"

A moving female voice sounded, and everyone looked, only to see the Qingli beauty led by the Tianshan Sword Sect frowning and asking Fu Yueshu.

Fu Yueshu also wanted to know where the future Daoist couple was, and the third senior sister's question was too deliberate, so she was silent for a moment before saying: "I went back to the room with senior sister to rest, and I also came out together, and I didn't go to find Senior Brother Ying." ”

Seeing that she didn't even know, everyone naturally couldn't help but be anxious: "Do you want to go back to the inn to have a look?" ”

"You don't have to go." The girl in pink came out of the inn with a sword, and the four white-clothed maids behind her walked together, and as soon as they came out, they looked up at the heavenly battlefield.

Everyone was overjoyed at first, but when they looked in the direction of the inn, they only saw the five of them, and they still didn't see the red figure, so they couldn't help but ask, "Where is Ying Daoyou?" ”

The girl named Yingying looked at the person who asked the question, and smiled at him: "The young master said before entering the room, don't bother when the sky falls, if he wants to come out, he will naturally come out." ”

The middle-aged scribe called her a wall, holding the compass and unable to speak, while the rest of the people looked at each other.

Originally, there was a little hope that the young master of the Hehuan Sect was included in their formation breaking plan, but now that he didn't even show his face, what was the use of them even if they planned carefully?

"Gone."

The girl didn't give them a chance to say more, and as soon as she signaled to the four white-clothed maids, the five of them turned into streamers and joined the battlefield in the east, leaving the group of monks who planned to break the formation to stand in place, waiting for the middle-aged scribe to speak.

The middle-aged scribe's face was very tight, he looked back in the direction of the second floor of the inn, and seemed to see the closed door, and then gritted his teeth: "That's it, even without him, we have to try!" ”

The Hehuan Sect acted so perversely, and the temperament of the young master of the Hehuan Sect was very different from ordinary people, if he didn't come out at this time, he wouldn't want to live when the Blood River Great Array devoured everyone in the city.

Fu Yueshu also glanced at the direction of her fiancé's room, and the third senior sister said casually: "Maybe Senior Brother Ying has his own plans, or he has his own way to save his life, we don't know what they are thinking, let's go." ”

The group that planned to go to break the formation quickly divided the work.

The blood mist rises from all sides, and the eye of the formation must be in the middle of Aoba Mountain Castle, where it is the temple.

They were going to break through from here, and a few people who were proficient in the formation would stay in the middle of the team, and the strong ones with high combat power would flank off the blood mist and possible attacks in the middle.

Before leaving, the middle-aged scribe holding the compass in his hand was solemn: "Our goal is to break the formation in the middle of the formation, and don't care about the rest." ”

In other words, no matter who is seriously injured and left behind on the road, or encounters a call for help, they cannot stop or care.

When everyone responded, the group turned into a sharp knife formation and rushed towards the center of the blood mist in the sky.