The formation of the five deeds, two times broken, three times broken, the formation is disintegrated.

Within the formation, kill,

"I don't want to die. ”

"Don't kill me!"

Within the formation, there is an altar that stretches for three miles, the altar is circular, and the center is a round platform about three zhang in size, and at this time, on the round platform, a black jar just fits the round platform.

In the jar, a faint black gas dissipated.

Half of the altar is divided into five sections, connected to five black and red stone paths. At the end of the stone path, at the edge of this altar, there are small holes in it, and something flows slowly outward.

Among them, the three stone paths flow a black liquid, among which there are faintly black beetles, most of which are dead objects, and occasionally a few living things. The other two stone passages were flowing with bright red liquid.

Blood.

The black or red blood poured into the altar and stretched forward.

Slowly filling the ravines of the altar.

This ravine is three miles long, and I don't know how many creatures' blood will be perfused.

The blood flowed into the ravines of this altar. It seems to have written a series of words, talismans, and ancient talismans of witch sacrifices.

And the interface of the ravine, or rules, or random display. At first glance, it seems to be very messy, but if you look closely, it is completely integrated.

This half of the altar seems to be depicting something.

And at this time in the center of the altar. A tall man stood there, his eyes were cold, his hair was like a tiny snake tail, and his face was majestic and domineering.

He is the soul python incarnate, the soul python itself.

At this time, on top of the altar, there were more than a dozen monks of Changlu, who were restrained and knelt there. Of the nearly fifty monks captured, more than thirty have been killed, and only about a dozen are left at this time.

All of them showed the power of despair, and some of them had tears and snot flowing all over the ground.

"I don't want to die, don't kill me. ”

"I can make you a cow or a horse, please don't kill me,"

Some of them pleaded bitterly.

"Kill me quickly," At this time, two of the soul python's subordinates, a man and a woman, were slaughtering these monks. The soul python glanced at the fluctuations of the formation, and it had been broken in two. Although the remaining one will be a little more difficult, time is running out.

"The Envoy's mission is not yet complete. That's... Kill me quickly. ”

Ah, a dagger, stabbed into the chest of a cultivator, blood gushed out, and a life was harvested.

The blood poured into the altar, in the five ravines at the very end, and the corpse was thrown into a pool of blood in the center.

"Kill..."

The rest of the cultivators watched in despair at the killing of their companions, but they did not have the slightest power to resist, and an infinite emotion of despair and grief was revealed.

Time is running out. The soul python looked at the blood poured in from the stone path, and looked at the fresh blood that these monks had filled in.

Above the altar, there is a faint light circulating.

"But the time is still a little short, where is the accident?"

At this moment, the strange black jar displayed in the center of the altar suddenly buzzed, and a phantom appeared. It quickly faded away.

"Soul Messenger. The soul python's expression tightened, and his eyes showed a hint of timidity.

"Lord Soul Python has been planning for so long, if something happens here, then I will not be able to escape the responsibility. ”

"No, I'll have to fight that old way again to buy time. ”

...

At this time, it was in the Wushan Territory. The sky was clear, and suddenly it was dark.

Black clouds shrouded it. A figure shrouded in black demonic aura was galloping. Around him, there were many golden beetles, and their breath was vague and heavy. Stepping on a blood-red long knife, like a streamer, galloping through the mountains.

In front of you is a mine not far from the monument of the witch god.

He had arranged this matter before and had planned it for a long time. It's also time to wrap up.

"Waiting to be born in the world is also a hard life, so let's enter reincarnation as soon as possible. Kill. ”

The figure flashed into the mine, and saw the beginning of the slaughter. Three hundred and fifty-one lives in the mine were harvested in an instant. Rivers of blood flowed beneath the ground.

After killing, without hesitation, he flew to the front, between a mountain field, this place is a place where wolves gather, although it is a wolf pack, a place where they gather, but for some reason, it is mixed with cows, horses, snakes and insects.

It's just that this place has been blocked by people. No one noticed.

"Kill. "In the blink of an eye, hundreds of beasts were slaughtered.

After the killing, he flew forward again, a small isolated village in the mountains and fields, and dozens of people. All of them died.

"Almost. The hoarse voice spoke to itself.

Then I saw his figure fly away, and stopped on the top of a mountain.

A black-red jade slip flew out in front of him, and several complicated handprints were made, and the jade slip was actually rising in the wind, and it turned into a formation about ten zhang above him. The black mangs of the array flowed, and in the mountains and fields, there were phantoms of time flying, and then a river-like phantom appeared on the ground. Leylines.

All the blood that had been slaughtered before was poured into it.

It's a very strange sight. The blood flowed in, and it quickly flowed away into the distance. After doing this, the man who was hidden in the black demonic qi looked up at the black cloud. Seems to be muttering something.

"Why hasn't this cloud dispersed? ”

"Huh?" The man was surprised, and then looked into the distance with a curious look in his eyes.

I saw that in the mountains and fields in the distance, a bright white light chased the clouds and lightning. Then he stopped a hundred meters in front of this demonic path.

"You're still here, I thought you wouldn't show up?"

The light and shadow stopped, manifesting a bright white array that was square by a foot, and on it, a young man stood there. The man's hair is slightly long. meticulously rooted in the back of his head, dressed in a black shirt, his temperament is dusty and shows a trace of elegance.

It looks like his face is very handsome and delicate, with a look that is different from ordinary people.

And his eyes were gentle, warm as jade, and seemed to have no trace of fireworks. In such a situation, no one would have thought that this man was actually a Dharma robbery monk who was nearly two hundred years old.

"Qin Han, you're finally here. The man hidden in the demonic aura said in a hoarse voice.

Qin Han, a senior of the Qin family. Learned Kunlun, more than 100 years ago, left Kunlun, severed relations with the Qin family, lived in seclusion in Changlu, and did not ask about the world. Caused by accidental interest in Changlu, some basic rune array techniques will be transmitted, and they will not be passed on above the Xuan level. Even so, as long as there is an opportunity, those of each sect and faction have some background, and those who know the news will send their juniors to Changlu.

In this way, Bai Qin of the Bai family, Lin Fu'er of the Lin family, Yang Xiao, etc., the descendants of famous families are all here because of this.

It's just that he never participates in worldly things, and he has nothing to do with the Changlu Guild. Studying under him, there is no teacher-apprentice relationship. It can be said that he is a wonderful person who has left an independent legacy.

"The clouds rise in the wilderness, and your iniquities have overshadowed this great time. Qin Han's voice was indifferent, and he didn't see emotion.