In this way, the cultivators are even more confused?

If it's not a dragon, how can they be here?

Why did that beam of light appear in the Little Secret Realm?

"Gu Daoyou, since you know something about the sacrificial blood pool, can you see if the layout here is a sacrificial blood pool?"

Hearing this, Gu Qining flew to the surrounding walls, circled along the wall like a gecko, and then fell back to the high platform.

"Fellow Daoists, I have seen some records about the sacrificial blood pool. Those demon cultivators spent hundreds of years without being discovered by the monks of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, which showed that the sacrificial blood pool was a hidden array. The array disk and array eye are all hidden in it, and unless this sacrificial blood refining pool is opened, you and I will not be able to discover it.

However, this is just a matter of one person's opinion. I don't know if there are still Taoist friends who are proficient in formation?"

There were a hundred people here, including less than ten formation mages, and they looked around at the moment.

"Zhaozhao, what's wrong with you, you've been staring at that dragon's belly?" asked Fat Liu, who leaned over to Cheng Zhaozhao's side.

He looked at Jiaolong's belly, and there was nothing strange except that it was a little flattened.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "I just think there is sword qi there." ”

"Yes, it's light. Xie Xiaomo glanced at Cheng Zhaozhao.

"You found out, too? It doesn't seem to be my delusion. Cheng Zhaozhao looked around at the moment, and she found that there were several monks staring at that place thoughtfully.

Among them is Mu Shengxun, who is standing on one side with a sword in his hand.

"You still doubt my words. Then let me show you what is called the sacrificial blood pool!" The dragon above suddenly roared, ignoring the bright red iron rope on his body, constantly twisting his body, shaking his head and tail.

The cave shook violently and tilted rapidly.

At the same time, countless iron cables shot down from the dragon's body like vines.

"Ahh

These flexible creatures of iron ropes attacked the monks present.

The cultivators immediately counterattacked, striking each other with their swords, and there were countless sounds of blades colliding and swords flashing in the cave.

"Ji Daoyou, are you careful?"

Gu Qining blocked a rope behind the monsoon and ran as he ran. His waist was wrapped around one of the iron cables, and he lifted off the ground in an instant.

"Senior Brother Gu!"

Cheng Zhaozhao slashed over with a sword, Bai Mang hit the iron cable, the iron cable trembled, but it shook violently, and Gu Qining was still swept up.

And there were several iron cables coming on.

It's just that these iron cables swept in front of her eyes one after another, rushing towards Xie Yunmo on her side.

"Senior Brother Xie, are you careful?"

"Ouch, it scared the hell out of me. Liu Fatzi ducked to the side and stuck to the wall on the other side of the platform with a few monks.

Like Cheng Zhaozhao, these iron cables also turned a blind eye when they passed by.

Liu Fatzi shouted: "This iron rope recognizes people, it seems that you are the one who has offended this dragon." ”

"Fat Liu, you don't talk nonsense, why don't you come and help. ”

Ye Yizhou supported his injured body, stood behind Xie Xiaomo, and broke through the iron ropes for him.

Seeing that Cheng Zhaozhao was also among them, Liu Fatzi rushed over immediately: "You guys get out of the way!"

In his hand, he had the mace-shaped spiritual weapon in his hand, and he picked up his arm like a ball, knocking the iron cables away.

There was chaos in the field, but after being reminded by Liu Fatzi, the monks noticed that not all of them present would be attacked by the iron rope.

The dragon roared again, and the chains struck wildly, and several more monks were swept up.

"You people, stand by and watch carefully, and you'll be next!" Ye Yizhou shouted at some of the monks hiding on the side.

"Thank you, I'm here!" Monsoon shouted.

"Ji Daoyou, be careful!"

The monsoon couldn't dodge it and was swept up.

Many monks also joined in to defend the few monks who were attacked.

Bang!

Bang bang!

All the cultivators joined forces, each casting spells, blocking those iron cables.

After a few moments, all the chains were taken back.

There were more than a dozen monks who were wrapped in iron ropes and hung on the dragon's body, and no matter how much they struggled, they could not break free from the iron ropes.

"Convinced?"

The dragon's voice sounded again, as if it was only doing this to convince the cultivators that this place was a blood pool.

Liu Pang sat paralyzed on the ground and nodded his head: "Believe it, believe it, we all believe what you say." Dalong, if you have something to say, you let them go first. ”

"Hurry up and let go of Senior Brother Gu!"

Many disciples of the Cangjian Sect still cast spells on Jiaolong.

Jiaolong snorted heavily, and the heavy snort caused the monks on the high platform to turn sideways and cover their cheeks with their hands.

Only Liu Fatzi sighed: "It's cool!"

"So...... Speaking of which, your dragon is also a sacrifice in the blood refining pool!" said Gu Qining, who was hanging in mid-air.

"Not bad. ”

Although I don't want to admit it, it has been trapped here for a hundred years, and if this is really a sacrificial blood pool, then it must be treated as a sacrifice.

The dragon stopped moving, and although the monks struggled, they were not harmed for a while.

"So, you big dragon want to save yourself?" said Liu Fatzi.

Jiaolong nodded his huge head.

"You said earlier, we rescued you, but you have to tell us how to get out of here first?"

Jiaolong stared at Liu Fatzi, but confessed: "When this cave is completely reversed, the sacrificial blood pool will be opened." ”

Now the whole cave has been tilted in half, and the dragon is on the opposite side, and the monks who are wrapped in iron cables are hanging on its side, like a string of ornaments.

In other words, when the dragon reaches the bottom, it will be a sacrifice sunk at the bottom of the sacrificial blood pool!

The monk who understood it couldn't help but turn white, but the face of the monk who was hanging on the side of the dragon was slightly calm.

"Da Long, your iron rope has trapped you for a hundred years, and you can't break free, how can we, the Qi Refining Cultivators, open it for you?" Liu Pang still asked the key.

Jiaolong rolled his eyes and said, "I have my own way to this iron cable, you just need to find a way to pull out the spirit sword on my stomach." ”

In this way, the eyes of all the monks were fixed on Jiaolong's snow-white belly.

"Where is the spirit sword?" Liu Fatzi wiped his eyes.

Jiaolong said: "The spirit sword has long been hidden, and you can't see it with your naked eyes. ”

"So how do we pull it out?"

"From my mouth to the abdomen, you can see the true body of the spirit sword. ”

Hearing this, Liu Fatzi immediately scolded: "You are stupid for us, from your mouth, isn't it sent to the door for you to eat?"

Liu Fatzi turned his head and said: "Ignore it, this big dragon has been hungry for a hundred years, and its stomach is flattened, just waiting for us to send it to its mouth......"

An iron rope suddenly struck, rolling up the fat man's thick waist and abdomen.

Sou!

Cheng Zhaozhao and several monks around him immediately slashed at him with a sword.