"Array-"
Zhong Lingge's voice echoed in the valley, as quiet as a ghost. The moment the echoes swayed in circles, the eyes of the fifteen people below were dazzled, and they realized that they had long been trapped in a killing array.
Invisible wind blades swept through the formation, and a four-tailed demon fox kept shuttling in. Its sharp claws kept tearing open their fine defensive clothes. The sword energy and formation attacks penetrated into the flesh, flesh, and blood, and blood spattered everywhere.
Pieces of blood mist dyed the sword light dark red. The attack of the trapping formation was an invisible wind blade, which was irregular and impossible to catch. The whistling and explosion sounds were mixed with the sharp shouts and curses of fifteen people. Restless.
"If you have the ability to remove the formation! What kind of disciple of Jiuxiao is it to ask Zhong Lingge to help!"
"Ming Siyu! Dong Azhuo! Do you deserve to be called sword cultivator?"
"Zhong Lingge, please stop interfering in our sect's affairs. Believe it or not, we will go back to the sect and tell Master!"
The fifteen people were like turtles in an urn. They couldn't even figure out why they entered the formation silently. The more they couldn't figure it out, the more fear in their hearts grew.
Zhong Lingge's attainments in formations had spread to everyone in the Lower Domain as early as four years ago. It was rumored that even the seniors of the Wuzhen Sect who were good at formations and talismans praised her as the number one genius in the Lower Domain.
Judging from the current atmosphere, Zhong Lingge has actually established a foundation. With her and her trap and killing formation in the way, this situation is really difficult to break.
Different from Dong Adhuo's domineering sword energy, Ming Siyu's sword light was continuous, one was sharp and arrogant, and the other lasted for an extremely long time, making the fifteen people even more difficult to resist.
The four-tailed demon fox scurrying back and forth was even more ferocious. It bared its teeth and aimed at the vital gate and scratched hard. Several people were scratched with bloody holes in their chests or throats. If they hadn't dodged in time, they would have penetrated directly.
Bursts of murderous intent rushed into the formation, sometimes forming a dazzling sword light that enveloped the entire formation, and sometimes turning into fine needles that penetrated every hole.
Zhong Lingge stood on the flower feather leaves, suspended in mid-air, making secrets to run the demon-suppressing tower. The four-tailed fox, whose mind was connected, felt her anger and hatred, and her killing intent was fierce and extremely ferocious.
As early as half an hour ago, they had tracked down the slow fifteen people.
This group of people thought they had completed their mission, and seeing how relaxed they were, their eyes were filled with tears, and they wanted to rush down and fight them to the death.
Zhong Lingge's reason stopped her, and also stopped her two hateful teammates.
She found out the way forward and knew that this group of people would pass through this valley if they wanted to leave the mountain, so she untied Lin Xiaojiu and took her formation flag to this place to set up the formation in advance.
There was no spiritual energy fluctuation in Xiaojiu's body, and she would not attract anyone's attention while walking underground. After going back and forth two or three times, the formation only needed her last formation flag to activate.
"Eight are dead and seven are left."
Zhong Lingge looked at the blood mist and residual limbs in the formation with an expressionless face, and occasionally weakened the attack of the formation to prevent them from dying so easily.
This Nine Palaces Bagua Seven Stars Entrapment and Killing Formation is a fusion formation she researched with the help of the formation mantra.
The main formation came from the jade slips of the Jidao Sect's ancient formation, and the three fused secondary formations came from the Linglu Secret Realm. With the mantra in her sea of consciousness as the foundation, she was confident that even if she did nothing, these people would eventually die in the formation.
Weakening the formation offensive was just to let her, Azhuo and Ming Siyu vent the hatred in their hearts.
"Six left."
The remaining six people were all in the late stage of foundation building and had reached perfection. Thinking of the cruelty and killing they had done to their three companions, the swords of Ming Siyu and Dong Azhuo became extremely violent.
The empty valley was engulfed by the sound of waves rising higher than the waves. The spiritual energy vortex swept and flew with fierce air currents, and the temperature suddenly increased under the heat wave.
The killing intent is spreading.
The hatred is vented.
Death shrouded the formation.
The remaining four men and two women looked desperate and did not dare to look at the broken limbs and blood stains on the ground. They could only keep slashing with their swords.
The attacks were too many and too severe, and they were unable to parry them. Whenever they tried to use their spiritual consciousness to take out the elixir to replenish their spiritual power, the four-tailed fox, as light as a ghost, would appear and take the opportunity to attack their weak points.
One person's eyes were gouged out, one person's ears were bitten off, and the other two had their arms broken. They could only use their spiritual consciousness to counterattack. However, Consciousness Sea also faced attacks from formations and sword energy, and was unable to use normal sword moves at all.
"Three left. Two."
Zhong Lingge stood on the flower feather leaves, with the corners of his lips slightly hooked, and looked at the two people who were struggling to death with a sneer.
"How about leaving one alive? What do you think?"
Death is the easiest relief. When the hatred reaches the extreme, Zhong Lingge just wants to watch the other person's life worse than death.
Ming Siyu and Dong Adhuo obviously realized what she meant, and they tacitly sheathed their swords and jumped into the air, stepping on the swords to form a three-legged confrontation with her.
"Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother, one of you can survive." Dong Adhuo was clean all over. Because of the formation barrier, a bloody battle was not stained by the blood of any dirty person.
A smile appeared on her fair face, and she looked at the senior sisters and brothers she once respected with mockery in her eyes.
"You decide among yourselves who will die and who will live, okay?"
Dong Adzhuo's voice fell, and Zhong Lingge also weakened the formation attack in time, recalled the four-tailed demon fox into the tower, and waited for the two people in the formation to fight among themselves.
The two people in the formation got a moment of respite and took the time to swallow pills to restore their spiritual power and treat their injuries. It seemed that no one was tempted by the provocation from outside.
However, the moment they put away the elixir bottle, they swung their swords towards each other almost at the same time.
"Senior Sister! Your consciousness is damaged, why not give me the opportunity!"
"Stop talking nonsense and speak with your sword!"
The battle between the two seemed even more intense than before, with life and death on the line. In order to survive, they would rather use up their last bit of strength to kill their teammates, even if they were fighting side by side just a second ago.
Zhong Lingge watched their dogs biting dogs, and his anger gradually faded away. These profit-seeking people are cruel and ruthless, which is their advantage and disadvantage.
"Success is ruthless, failure is ruthless. People like them will die sooner or later."
Seeing their betrayal, Zhong Lingge strengthened his inner thoughts.
Only when all the villains who put their interests first are dead, will the lower realm bloom again, and this day is not far away.
Bang!
The sword light exploded in the formation, destroying the remains of the body on the ground, and also killed one person in the battle to a bloody mess and cut off any chance of life.
After the light dissipated, Dong Adhuo looked at the man kneeling on one leg in the formation and smiled.
"As expected of Senior Sister, the first person to establish the foundation of Jiuxiao Sword Sect."
"You, you said, can I leave alive?"
The female cultivator in ragged clothes was covered in blood, her hair was cut off, her nose, eyes and ears were ruined, and only her lips could barely remain intact on her entire face.
Zhong Lingge folded his hands and shook his head: "You sword cultivators are so easy to deceive, do you believe what I say? You deserve to die the worst -"
Ming Siyu and Dong Azhuo jumped off the ground and approached step by step. When the formation closed, the two men attacked with hatred in their swords.
(End of chapter)
