The evil cultivator surnamed Chen was dressed in white, very conspicuous in the dim swamp, he looked about his early thirties, his black hair was meticulously tied on the top of his head, and he wore a crown of hair carved with red eyes and black jiao, which emitted bursts of pure evil qi and condensed into a shield, completely isolating the miasma.

The evil cultivator surnamed Wang, who was led here by him, had a short beard, his face remained at forty-five or sixteen, his body was thin, and his brown robe seemed to hang on a skeleton, swaying like a thick fog.

The surname Chen is fair-skinned Sven, but his eyes are a little erratic, and the whole person looks a little greasy, of course, the sincerity he disguised can't impress the people around him, the surname Wang is evil, his eyes are ruthless, and he is not a good match at first glance.

When the evil cultivator surnamed Wang smiled and proposed that he wanted to occupy the blood puppet formation, the evil cultivator surnamed Chen slowed down his flight speed and asked with a smile: "Brother Wang, does he want to attract people to come and continue refining? This matter is not simple." ”

When the surnamed Wang saw that he didn't respond positively, his face was a little unpleasant. "It's not my business, what's the matter, let you get this batch of refined blood puppets and still lose you?"

Listening to the meaning of the two, the formation was clearly found by the surnamed Chen first, and the surname Wang was notified to come together to explore, but judging from the current situation, the surname Wang seemed to be stronger.

Fu Yi knew that neither of these goods could be good things, and the blood puppet formation was not set in an extremely dangerous place, as long as he did not enter the formation, there would be no danger at all after forcibly recognizing the main puppet.

The man surnamed Chen can come and go quietly by himself, so why should he bring a person who doesn't look easy to mess with? It can only show that he has made up his mind to harm this person.

After the blood puppet formation is completed, it can continue to absorb the vitality of the monks to support the existing blood puppets, and the more people who enter the formation, the stronger the puppet will be.

Looking at the appearance of the surnamed Chen's light car and familiar road, from the discovery of the formation to now, there should be no less people to bring here, and the formation likes to absorb the monks who practice the Yin and Evil Exercises, and the evil cultivation and soul cultivation are both good choices for raising the formation.

In the Xuanyun Domain, it happens that there is no shortage of soul cultivation and evil cultivation, and the surname Chen only brings one person with comparable cultivation at a time, which can not only ensure that the other party does not have a strong sense of vigilance, but also ensure that he can easily plot against the other party, which is indeed much safer than attracting a large number of monks at once, the only drawback is that the process is slower.

Fu Yi no longer swayed around, looking around for traces of the formation, she hid in the air and followed the two evil cultivators around in circles for a while, and sure enough, she noticed the aura of the collapse of the enchantment not far away.

Cheng Lianyu originally shrouded this place tightly, and it was unlikely that anyone would discover the existence of the formation, but unfortunately her body was shattered by her sword, and Yuan Ying was tortured by Su Yu Zhenren for several days, and the enchantment that was closely related to the monk himself was naturally about to disperse.

The original surname Chen had the opportunity to recognize the main blood puppet before her arrival, and if he was bold and careful enough, he could also refine a group of foundation building monks, but he was not greedy enough, and he wanted to improve the strength of this batch of Cheng Lianyu's refining, and it was estimated that he also had the intention of robbing a batch of storage bags and storage bags by the way.

This time I bumped into the clothes, and I couldn't make any small calculations.

"Wait. The evil cultivator surnamed Wang, who was led out of the enchantment, suddenly paused, and his brown robe rose backwards in the wind, "Why do I think there is something strange nearby, Brother Chen, are you sure that no one else can find it here?"

The surnamed Chen had a determined face, and he almost patted his chest to reassure. "Don't worry, Brother Wang, a place like the Soul Destroying Swamp was rare for people to come decades ago, and now everyone is busy collecting resources, who would come to such a dead place where there is no grass to live? ”

The divine consciousness surnamed Wang swept around a radius of more than ten miles, so meticulous that he didn't even let go of the miasma in the sky, and as a result, there was no movement except for the occasional wind. "Brother Chen, how many formations are there to break after the enchantment?"

"There are three fourth-order formations, you and I work together, half-solved and half-broken, it shouldn't be a problem. With a wave of his hand, a black mist formed a red-eyed long moth in the air, and with a single drill downward, the sticky swamp was split in half, revealing a solid underground in the depths of the earth.

The collapsed enchantment was just below the ground, and the two of them quickly dived down while the Changjiao had not dispersed, and the clothes followed closely behind, still turning dust as silently as the wind, without attracting the attention of the two.

As soon as she entered the ground, Fuyi took the initiative to drill towards the weakest point of the enchantment, and as soon as she passed through, she sensed the breath of the blood puppet formation, so she quickly stopped in the air and stopped moving forward.

There is no fourth-order formation protection here at all, and the surnamed Chen deceived the surnamed Wang on the grounds of "needing to work together to break the formation", just to let him enter the formation center without any guilt.

"Brother Wang is strong, so I won't be ugly. The surnamed Chen took a step back when he drilled out of the enchantment, pointing at the blood puppet array and making up nonsense, "This formation is the most exquisite formation I have ever seen, the blood is extremely heavy, I have tried to attack but there is no damage at all, why don't you try it, Brother Wang?"

Hearing this, the surnamed Wang pretended to walk around the edge of the formation, obviously not recognizing what kind of formation it was, but he wanted to make a very clear appearance and said: "Well, this formation is indeed exquisite, wait for me to try it!" His eyes were sharp, and a small black flag appeared between the flips of his right hand, and he slammed forward, and saw the formation barrier buzzing with red light.

Ninety-nine humanoid puppets suddenly appeared in the large underground square, which was originally empty, suspended in the darkness, undetectable until the formation was alarmed. The surname Wang knew that things were not good at first sight, especially the suction force from the natal magic weapon that was waved out to tempt, obviously absorbing the power of his vitality and magic weapon.

"You ......" He turned his head sharply to look at the evil cultivator surnamed Chen, only to see him smiling and constantly retreating, and he knew that he was plotted this time. Before he could say anything more, the person had already been sucked into a human stem by the blood puppet formation.

The small flag turned into powder and scattered on the ground, and the evil cultivator surnamed Wang also became a black skeleton, the red light of the formation flickered on and off, and the ninety-nine puppets suspended in mid-air were all full of red light, with their eyes closed tightly and smiling, like a hungry beast.

The evil cultivator surnamed Wang proudly walked to the black skull, kicked the bone and smashed it, and scolded in a low voice like anger: "Idiot, let you be usually arrogant, and grab resources with Lao Tzu, hum, it's not worthy of letting you be a puppet!"

After scolding, he admired the glowing formation and blood puppet for a while, and his mouth was full of admiration, and he was a little reluctant to leave. "Oh, the night is long and there are many dreams, it is better to choose the day than to hit the sun, today I will recognize you as the Lord and take you out to see the sun!"

The evil cultivator surnamed Wang looked fanatical, looking at the eyes of the main puppet in the middle of the eyes with fine light, and when he was about to force out the essence blood into the puppet's eyebrows, he suddenly felt a cold back, as if there was a fierce sword qi penetrating the vest, he lowered his head and looked, a short sword condensed with the purest and strongest golden spiritual power penetrated the heart from behind.

Before he could react, another cool breeze penetrated his eyebrows, and when the sea of knowledge collapsed and the vitality dissipated, he didn't know who was doing it.