As soon as the soul power sank into Ling Cangjiang's body, and Gu Qingquan's brain could not be buffered, he heard a heart-rending sound that made people scratch his liver. Raising his eyes and looking forward, the whole person was instantly stunned.

As far as the eye could see, there was a faint layer of blood-red mist, and something seemed to be swimming rapidly in the blood mist, and bursts of sharp whistling sounds flickered far and near. Some are like babies crying, some are like women howling, some are like men roaring, and some are like old people sobbing.

But no matter which one of them, it is called heart-rending hysteria, it is simply a cry of life! These voices seem to float from afar, and they seem to sound from the depths of your heart, tearing people's nerves one at a time. The strong smell of blood rushed into his nose, Gu Qingquan only heard a bang in his brain, and his feet suddenly emptied, and the whole person began to fall down.

The fierce wind whistled past his ears, blowing on his cheeks with a hot pain, and the heart-rending screams became louder and louder, shaking his eardrums a little numb. There was a constant wind mixed with a fishy smell under his feet.

The whole person is falling faster and faster, as if falling into an endless abyss. Gu Qingquan subconsciously wanted to borrow strength, wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't do anything, the entire world was nothing, there was nowhere to borrow, only endless falls.

His heart was stuck in his throat, as if there was a big invisible hand that was holding his neck, and it became difficult to breathe. The blood flowed backwards all over his body, and a swarm of bees poured towards his head. In an instant, the brain immediately became a blank space, and the whole person was emptied. The body gradually lost its balance, and gradually, I couldn't even open my eyes, and my mind was full of white bones and bloody scenes.

It was a feeling of being overwhelmed and dying.

Yu Wan, Ye Ziyi's smile flashed in front of her eyes, Gu Yong and Yue Ge stood in the far north and looked at themselves, Mu Keqing snuggled tightly beside her, her black pearl-like eyes were full of fearlessness, Ye Bin just stood behind him and didn't speak, his face was full of determination. There were also Gu Xiao and a few others, who also walked towards him with a smile.

Even if the land under his feet has begun to crumble and crack, the world realm has begun to tilt, and death has begun to spread, like the end of the world realm. But these people in front of them still walked towards them with a smile, never hesitated, never afraid, and moved forward.

Suddenly, Gu Qingquan's muscles tightened, and the long-lost angina suddenly struck, piercing the nerves of his body, and a cold sweat broke out in an instant.

Suddenly opened his eyes, and there was still a large array of blood mist in front of him, and the feeling of his body falling rapidly and letting go of the air made Gu Qingquan unable to recover for a long time, and he was sweating like rain.

It is worthy of the formation laid out by more than 100 powerhouses above the peak of the honorable level, it is really domineering! However, he still fell on the path at the moment of entering the formation and lost himself.

However, in this moment of loss, it also made Gu Qingquan's heart more determined. At the moment when his brain was empty on the verge of death, what he saw was not money, not fame and fortune, nor the safety of the Eastern continent and the hatred of the Western gods. In his eyes, there is only his relatives, lovers, and brothers.

Except for these few people around him, there is nothing that can pull Gu Qingquan's heartstrings. Past, present, and future.

The cold and bloody yin wind was still howling, and Gu Qingquan's eyes became clearer and brighter.

At this moment, seven jet-black figures suddenly flashed out of the blood mist, and it seemed that they were still carrying something in their hands, like swords and sticks, and it could also be other weapons. Gu Qingquan half-squinted his eyes, what are these seven black and non-slippery things? I can only barely see that it is the shape of a human being, and everything else remains to be explored. After the seven figures surrounded the seven swords of the temple in the middle, the seven figures danced in the air to the accompaniment of a strange rhythm of the piano.

I could only hear the rhythm of the piano getting faster and faster, and the footsteps of the seven black figures were getting faster and faster, and the weapons in their hands were becoming more and more urgent. The blood mist in the Blood Demon Array also shook with the strange sound of the piano, producing an inexplicable pressure.

And the circle surrounded by these seven figures is gradually shrinking, like a net that has no choice but to be tightened.

Gu Qingquan separated a wisp of soul power and probed towards the seven black figures, but as soon as the soul power entered the blood mist, it stagnated, as if crashing into a ball of extremely sticky glue, and huge resistance and adhesion came from all directions. Moreover, in the blood mist, there did not seem to be the slightest aura present. This also means that in the Blood Demon Array, the consumed aura will not be replenished.

With a cold snort, Gu Qingquan condensed his soul power into a cone and slammed forward, only to see the blood mist bounce as soft as a piece of jelly, and Gu Qingquan's soul power only advanced an inch.

At this time, the seven people of the temple who had entered the formation had already drawn their long swords at their waists, leaned back to back against each other, and looked vigilantly at the seven black figures that surrounded them.

The seven black figures seemed to be a little afraid or disgusted by the aura emanating from the seven people of the temple, the aura of holiness and light, and the steps forward were slightly paused.

As soon as the rhythm of the formation turned, the sound of the piano instantly became urgent, like a million armies in close combat, Jin Ge Iron Horse. The black figure that slowed down was pulled by the sound of the piano, and pounced on several people like chicken blood.

"Changhong Piercing the Sun!" the seven swords of the temple shouted in unison, and a dazzling white light suddenly erupted on the long sword, and the smell of blood in the air seemed to be diluted a little by this incomparably holy aura. The seven people raised their long swords and slashed at the black figure, and the seven white sword rays pierced through the blood mist and flashed away in the array, looking from a distance, it was like a white lotus blooming in the blood mist. The sound of breaking the air sounded continuously, and the black figure fell to the ground in response, being split in half, and the rapid sound of the piano also stopped abruptly.

At this time, Gu Qingquan's soul power had only broken through half of the distance, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he looked at the seven figures that fell to the ground in response. Even if it's an appetizer, it's too dish!

"What the hell is this black and unslick thing?" the long sword that exuded a holy aura pulled out a sword flower in the seventh sword's hand, and the seventh sword smiled disdainfully, "It's too unbeaten." ”

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. The two people next to him stared at the black thing, their eyes becoming more and more solemn. Under the aggressive gaze of everyone, the jet-black figures who fell to the ground actually moved on the ground and staggered to their feet.

Moreover, after being split in half, it didn't seem to have any effect, but instead split into two separate entities, although they were slightly shorter than before, the speed under their feet was getting faster and faster.

The sound of the piano, which had just disappeared, came more rapidly, and the fourteen-to-black figure quickly swept towards the seven swords of the temple. In this blood mist, the seven people of the Temple, both their aura and their speed, were greatly contained, while those black figures were like fish in the water without any influence.

At this time, Gu Qingquan's soul power also persevered and broke through layer by layer.