"How is that possible!"

Hearing the painful cry of the bearded man, everyone's pupils shrank, and a look of shock appeared in their eyes.

Unable to go into details, Chu Jun only punched the ten-fold cultivator of the Liquid Transformation Realm and abolished an arm.

"The monks who can enter this place are all elite sects!"

"This was crippled by his punch, if you change to an ordinary monk, wouldn't it be fatal with one punch!"

"Who is this person?"

Many onlookers frowned tightly, and when they looked at Chu Jun again, their eyes became extremely jealous.

They immediately judged that if they fought with Chu Jun, the end would not be much better.

"Ahh

"I'm a waste!!"

"Help me get my revenge!"

The bearded man roared at his fellow men with a hideous expression, like a beast on the verge of death.

"This ......"

The disciples of the Qiantian Sword Sect looked at each other.

They were all angry and wanted to break Chu Jun's body into pieces!

However, I didn't dare to do it, and I was shocked.

"Fight with one punch, lest a hundred punches come, Taizu Cheng will not deceive me!"

Chu Jun did not continue the pursuit, but stopped in place, scanning everyone with his hands behind his back.

He didn't want to waste his strength on this group of people.

Because the real enemy is this carefully arranged formation trap!

Seeing everyone's flashing eyes, it seemed that some conspiracy was brewing.

Chu Jun said lightly, "I don't kill innocent people, if anyone dares to attack me again, it will not be innocent, but innocent!"

"This matter has nothing to do with my Qingyun League, let's make a lot of fun and look for the treasure immediately!"

"The old man of Tianji not only left a lot of inheritance, but also a lot of treasures and resources, just find some and get rich. ”

"Qingyun Alliance disciple come with me!"

Among the bystanders, some people took the lead and left.

Almost at the same time, everyone else left, leaving only a few disciples of the Qiantian Sword Sect, in a dilemma.

They also want to leave, but they can't wipe their face for a while.

It's a shame that my brother was abolished and left without even saying a cruel word.

"Yang Nana, this hatred, our Qiantian Sword Sect has written it down!"

"Brothers, send Senior Brother Wang out first!"

The man in the sauce-colored robe raised his arms and exclaimed.

They protected the bearded man, went around in a circle to avoid Chu Jun, and prepared to leave.

"Nana, you're going to carry the cauldron for me. ”

Chu Jun sneered and looked coldly at everyone's ridiculous actions.

He didn't stop the disciples of the Qiantian Sword Sect from leaving, because someone would stop him for him.

Buzzing!

Buzzing!

The whole cemetery shook suddenly.

The white mist floating in the air churned like boiling water, and its color gradually turned black and red.

"The exit is sealed!"

"Ahh

"My blood is draining!

The disciples of the Qiantian Sword Sect screamed in horror.

Especially the bearded man who was injured, he was shocked to find that his blood was flowing backwards, gushing out of the air along the wound.

It was as if there was an invisible mouth that was constantly devouring blood.

"Brother Chu, what's going on?!"

Hearing everyone's exclamations, Yang Nana immediately looked at Chu Jun and cast a panicked gaze.

She also sensed that something was wrong, the blood in her body was circling at an accelerated pace, and there was a faint risk of losing control.

Even, she wanted to raise her head and open her mouth to let all the blood spurt out.

"This is not a place to hide treasures, but traps!"

"Some people hunt the Liquid Realm monks as prey. ”

Chu Jun looked around, and at this time, the vicious formation that hid in the shadows began to activate, and he had to find the eye of the formation to break it.

"It's strange that I have to enter the liquid realm with the cultivation above, it turns out that it is for better hunting!"

"What a plan to invite you into the urn, under the temptation of treasure, the people who can come in are elite!"

Yang Nana was angry and anxious.

As the formation was activated, the blood in her body churned even more, if it continued like this, it would definitely get out of control!

"Ahh

There was a terrible scream behind him, and his voice was full of despair.

Yang Nana couldn't help but look back, and the person who let out the screams was the bearded man who was injured.

At this moment, the man raised his head tremblingly, and there was a mist of blood gushing out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, like steam.

His body was shriveled up a little, and his flesh and blood were drained.

"Here's the trap!"

"How so!"

"Hurry up and suppress the exercises, otherwise we will end up like this!"

The disciples of the Qiantian Sword Sect were so frightened that they roared in horror, even more frightened than Yang Nana.

And farther away, the disciples of the Demon Village, Qingyun League, Yin Spirit Mountain and other forces were also in a panic.

Although the ghost cultivators of Yin Spirit Mountain did not have a body, their ghost qi body was violently shaken and could fall apart at any time.

Everyone understood.

It's a trap!

"Who framed us!

"The head of my family will definitely break your body into pieces!

"Who is behind this, please show up!"

The crowd shouted with their true qi, and the entire cemetery echoed with shouts.

They were all scared and wanted to negotiate with the mastermind behind the scenes.

Hahahaha!

Hahahaha......

The sound of wild laughter suddenly echoed in everyone's ears.

The voice was old and weird.

"It's a corpse demon!"

The Demon Village Monk was the first to judge that the existence that made such a sound was definitely not a living person.

It is very similar to the corpse demons they sacrificed.

"The old man finally found a group of delicious food, how can he let you leave?!"

"Accept your fate!"

"You all have to become the old man's blood food!"

The old voice sounded again.

In the depths of the mist, three figures walked out.

At the forefront was an old man with a strange image.

He wore a black and white robe, black on the left half and white on the right, with neat lines.

And behind him, followed by two young girls.

Their outfits are one in black and one in white, corresponding to the color of the old man's clothes.

Thundered!

Thundered!

With the appearance of these three people, the entire large array roared.

The pavilions and rockery pools are all gone, as if the bubble of the illusion is shattered.

Only a large black hall stood in front of it.

"Senior, can you let me live? I would like to find more blood food for my seniors!"

The monk of the Demon Village spoke.

As an evil cultivator, he knew very well what blood food represented.

"Hmph! Although the old man is dead, he is not an idiot!"

The old man in black and white sneered.

He opened his arms suddenly, his eyes suddenly turned blood-red, "After taking this batch of blood food, my god and demon old man will be able to go out of the mountain!

Buzzing!

The void stirred violently.

The black and red mist that enveloped everyone rolled wildly, as if it was about to cook everyone.

"I can't hold it anymore!"

"Help me!"

"No—"

Many roared in horror.

At this time, the blood in the body becomes extremely irritable, constantly gushing out from the pores, mouth and nose.

The body's strength is lost.

At this rate, at most tea time, they will all turn into dried corpses!

"Don't try to resist, in this bloody array, I am the god who rules everything!"

The existence of the self-proclaimed god and demon old man laughed wildly.