Hearing this voice, Ningxia's legs felt weak and her scalp was numb. She immediately thought of that night many days ago. A similar scene happened at that time, and there was also such a blast like a trumpet.
Then, Siwuxing, which had been glorious on Fuyun Island for nearly a hundred years, suddenly collapsed.
Isn't it the same sound in the night of Siwuxing? It almost swept the scene, knocking down everyone in the place.
A burst of sword sound caused the monks at the venue to be injured and dizzy. The combat power of the monks at the auction venue was also reduced by more than half.
When the greedy man rushed in, everyone was in a state of confusion, their brains and legs were not flawless, and then they were all smoothly captured. Otherwise, the arrest of Greedy Wolf would not have been so smooth.
Ningxia was also very frightened at that time. To this day, she can't forget that moment. The endless sounds of swords, as if they were voices coming from the soul, were telling their unwillingness.
It was Chong Huan who stirred up the sword that day. So who will it be this time?
Ningxia can feel that the initiator this time seems to be stronger and more powerful. And unlike the night of Si Wu Xing, the emotions contained in this sword sound were different. They were vast, sad, and very complicated. Ningxia could not figure out the emotions in them.
Fortunately, the power emitted by this burst of sword sounds was quite mild, making people only slightly uncomfortable. Rather than a deathly cry like the night of wantonness, which knocked everyone down on the spot.
However, no one knows what will happen to this sword roar in a while.
The disciples of Greedy Wolf's Mace who had participated in the night of Wanwuxing were obviously deeply impressed by this incident, and they immediately thought of something. But before they could think more deeply or report to the top, something worse happened.
"Ahhhh——"
The screams stopped suddenly. After the owner of the voice left his last shout in the world, he died in the most tragic way.
"Pfft -" was followed by a horrifying snort and a tearing sound that sounded sour. The viscous liquid splashed on the ground, and a bright red smeared on the competition platform.
Fresh blood and minced meat moistened the incomplete blood array on the competition platform, as if it were a button that was turned on. The incomplete formations here and there were quickly filled in, and in an instant a complete prototype of the blood formation was completed, exuding a bright red light, looking dark and rather ominous.
The light blue array on the outer layer dimmed for a moment, and the array patterns were slightly distorted, as if affected by a strange magnetic field, they were faintly disintegrating.
Fortunately, Wolf One and Wolf Five held on and stabilized the formation for the time being.
However, the magic circle has been impacted, the inner structure is still affected, the balance is destroyed, the spiritual power is faintly dispersed, and it will have to be extended for a while before it can be completed. If this happens again, the formation will really fall apart. Several people in the formation will also be affected and suffer backlash.
So from now on, they have to hold on until the formation is completely completed and fight against the blood formation in the set.
"Don't panic, continue, no one is allowed to leave without permission. This blood formation has just taken its prototype, and the progress is not as good as mine, so there is no need to be afraid." Big beads of sweat fell from Lang Yi's forehead, and he shouted. He woke up some disciples who were a little distracted by the terrifying sight and motioned them to continue.
The sudden change just now relied on Lang Yi to mediate it, and the formation was barely stable, but it still consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. As for Lang Yi, who had been promoted to Nascent Soul, he had never tried to output so much spiritual power. The internal consumption was too great, and his body felt a little weak for a while.
However, he didn't show it on his face, and poured his spiritual power into the formation as smoothly as possible, gradually guiding the somewhat chaotic formation back to normal.
I really don’t know who the saint is who set up this blood formation here, but I can feel the huge power contained in it before it is completed. Although I don’t know its effectiveness, I know it’s not a good purpose after thinking about it.
They must not panic. They must continue to suppress the blood array, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. Fortunately, the Blood Formation was formed a step later than them. It will take time for it to be completely completed. They will be the ones who win in the end!
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"Oh my god... vomit. What the hell?!" Several young disciples immediately started retching.
Hearing the sound of retching all around, Ning Xia looked ugly and felt a little nauseous. She felt weak all over and felt like goosebumps were rising all over her body.
If they disagree, they will explode. It's okay to say that they really exploded some magic weapon or something, but they managed to get a suicide bomb. Blood splattered on the spot. The scene was bloody and powder flew everywhere. Vomit... No, I feel like vomiting just thinking about it.
It's a pity that all the monks at the scene watched the whole process without falling down. Their bodies were torn apart, and blood foam flew everywhere on the floor of the competition platform. They could feel the sticky malice from a distance, which made them feel guilty. All over.
Ningxia has never hated her excellent eyesight so much. Why do you have to see so clearly? Horror movies don’t do this!
Everything happened so suddenly that Ning Xia and the others didn't even react before they self-destructed, leaving only scenes of impressive scenes that then rolled around in their hearts.
Ningxia was stunned for a while, and then she managed to regain some of her soul. She suppressed her discomfort and thought, this is already the third order, and all four people died from the physical explosion.
The first two are meridians exploding, and the latter is even more terrifying, just two people exploding into pieces together. What kind of secret is hidden in this? It's impossible to commit suicide the better, right?
Speaking of suicide, Ningxia can be sure that there is something wrong with Wu Qisheng. Judging from his strange expression and some behavioral dynamics just now, it is clear that he is the promoter of the blood formation, or at least the executor of this matter.
He sent himself up as a blood sacrifice, but Fang Qi seemed to be just a backer. The purpose should be to activate this unknown blood formation... it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is suicide.
I'm afraid this blood formation is just the beginning. Ning Xia looked at the two red and blue blood formations in the distance with a complicated expression. She always felt that this bloody formation might not be able to be stopped. After all, people came prepared.
What about you? Ning Xia looked at the person at the top of the seat. This time her gaze was direct, looking at Mrs. Hongji above without any intention of avoiding it.
She didn't think that this lady knew anything. What is she waiting for now? Ningxia doesn’t know.
Facing the chaos below, this beautiful woman in red remained motionless, her face was like an ice sculpture, neither happy nor sad, and her eyes were looking blankly somewhere in the void. It was as if he didn't even care about the chaos below.
This is really... alas!
Ningxia withdrew her gaze and continued to look below. Why is she anxious? The boss has already made arrangements, so she can only be trapped in this place watching the show. And even if she could... what could she do?
She could only watch and wait for the person behind the scenes who had been hiding for a long time to appear.
