Song Ming came over with a smile and said, "You are all here at the invitation of Song, and I hope you can give me a thin face, and this kind of thing will not happen again in the future, otherwise...... Hugh blames Song for being unkind!". Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When he said the last sentence, the momentum on his body was instantly fierce, and the blade-like true qi scraped on everyone's hearts, making everyone's expressions not only dim, but also with a hint of jealousy in their eyes.

Wang Li also frowned, Song Ming's hand just now was extremely clever, and it showed his strength without showing the mountains and water, but it made people feel vague and couldn't touch it too thoroughly.

This person is really difficult, Wang Li thought in his heart, judging from the hand just now, Song Ming definitely surpassed Dugu Sheng, and had a strength close to Su Luli, and from the perspective of scheming, Dugu Sheng, an arrogant and domineering person, is not on the same order of magnitude as him.

Be careful with this person!

Wang Li smiled, but he was constantly thinking in his heart, there is a way that a dog that can bite does not bark, not to mention that this dog that can't bark may also be a peerless Tibetan mastiff!

Song Ming bowed his hand slightly to everyone, glanced at Wang Li meaningfully, and then turned around, secretly saying that the most troublesome thing here is this Wang Li, just by taking a look, he knows that this person is as cunning as a fox, wise and close to demons, and the tyranny of Liu Zhan Liwei just now, and the practice of determining his status made him confirm this.

Then let's see who is the strongest one!

Song Ming sneered, stretched out his right palm, and threw out five drops of blood, as soon as the blood beads landed, they instantly emitted a scarlet light, and faintly, there was a touch of nonexistent aura, locking everyone present.

Wang Li was enveloped by this aura, and his whole body was numb, this was an extremely terrifying power, beyond Jiao Zu, beyond Yun Jianzi, and beyond all the powerhouses he had ever seen.

Perhaps the only thing that can be compared to it is the immortal finger that fell from the sky on the day of the Demon Buddha's secret realm.

Could it be that this is also a power that belongs to immortals?

His mind was confused and confused, and at this moment, an old voice appeared in everyone's minds.

"Media ......"

Everyone felt something, and they all turned their heads and looked at Song Ming, who was trembling beside him.

Song Ming was excited, trembling his hands, and took out a red eyeball from the storage bag, as soon as this eyeball appeared, it exuded boundless demonic energy, and faintly the roar of a monster kept coming.

"It feels...... Déjà vu ......", Wang Li looked at the magic flag in his hand, and there was a trace of understanding in his heart, why Song Ming didn't know anything about himself, and still wanted to pull himself in.

The magic banner and the ghost eye are obviously the same origin, what do they represent behind them, is it a person, a force, or a civilization?

He couldn't figure it out, everything could only be obtained after entering this ruin, but he had to be very careful, there was an eighty percent chance that Song Ming would hack himself.

Just when Wang Li came back to his senses in his thoughts and looked up, he found that everyone was looking at him, or looking at the magic flag in his hand.

It seems that it is not just one Song Ming who should be careful......

Song Ming retracted his eyes, threw the ghost eye, and it landed in the center of the five drops of blood, and then the eyeball suddenly lit up, pulling the blood beads, and began to move, outlining a kind of outline, but because it was not fully outlined, it was not possible to see what this eye was going to draw.

"Fellow Daoists, please help me", Song Ming burst into a shout, and threw all his true qi into the ghost eye, the ghost eye trembled violently, and the speed of the depiction was in vain a few points.

Liu Zhan and the others forgot to glance at each other, nodded slightly at each other, and also put their true qi into it, and the ghost eye received the blessing of the true qi of the six people, and became colorful, and the speed of drawing was nearly doubled.

"Brother Yan doesn't need to hesitate, this ghost eye needs at least seven people to urge, even if Song has different intentions, he will not be in the way at this time, please join the formation catalyst!", Song Ming found that Wang Li did not make a move, and hurriedly said loudly.

Wang Li's face sank like water, and he said softly, "Brother Song's character, Yan is naturally trustworthy, but I hope that Brother Song will be able to introduce you to the ins and outs of this ghost eye, the causes and consequences, do you think it?"

Song Ming's face was cold, and the corner of his eye saw that the rest of the people were looking at him, and he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart, and then said with a smile, "This is naturally no problem, Brother Yan's request is not too much, as soon as this matter is over, Song will definitely give everyone a satisfactory answer......

After that, he turned his gaze to Wang Li, but there was a faint cold light in that gaze.

Wang Li shrugged his shoulders indifferently, waved his sleeve robe, played his true qi, and crashed into the ghost eye, of course, he did not exert his full strength, he also believed that everyone present did not exert their strength, and everyone had at least three to forty percent of their spare strength for contingencies.

At the moment when Wang Li threw his true qi into the ghost eye, the latter instantly lit up, and the speed of drawing became extremely fast, as if the speed of drawing the pattern had nothing to do with the amount of true qi invested, but related to the attributes of the input.

Assembling the true qi of seven different attributes is the key!

In the expectant gaze of everyone, the blood-colored lines were seen and formed, and they were impressively outlined...... A flag!

The boundless ghost mist, the broken flags, and the huge "demon" character in the center of the banner all prove that the banner outlined is the pole in Wang Li's hand.

"Hiss"

The sound of inhalation sounded one after another, and everyone looked at Wang Li's eyes, no longer as confused as before, but turned into shock, and the fiery that could not be concealed.

Even Song Ming, who has always been confident and calm, has the same expression, obviously it is the first time he has seen this ghost eye after the outline, and he is undoubtedly shocked at this moment.

"Yan Daoyou, this banner ......", Song Ming took a deep breath and was halfway through his mouth when he heard the old voice resurface in his mind.

"The medium is correct and you can enter the ......"

The bloodshot banner on the ground flashed suddenly, and then the entire space was distorted, and a huge suction force came from it, dragging all seven people, no matter how they struggled, they couldn't break free, and they were involuntarily pulled into the ground and disappeared into the flag.

As everyone disappeared, the ghost eyes and the bloodline banner also disappeared, as if nothing had happened here, and it became calm.

When everyone regained consciousness, they found themselves on the grassland, and the withered grass, which was half a human high, was blowing in the wind, and it seemed extremely depressed.

Looking into the distance, the scene that appeared in front of them made everyone freeze in place, even Wang Li, who had never been afraid of heaven and earth, was stunned in place, with his mouth wide open, unable to speak.