"It doesn't have to be like this." The right envoy of darkness gently waved his sleeves. The wide brim of his hat covered most of his face, and only a square chin could be seen.
"Position!" The jaw opened slightly, and the two words came out with a movement of the throat.
"You Shen has traveled thousands of miles, do you want to take a rest first?" the ancient and modern Pavilion Master asked respectfully.
"No need." The right emissary of darkness waved his hand.
"This is the map of the canyon where ice corpses were found in the snowy mountains. On the way to the envoy, the pavilion sent several groups of people to detect the entrance. As a result, the entire army was wiped out. Now there is only one person left in the mountain. With this token, you can follow him. Contact us." The ancient and modern Pavilion Master took out a map and a winged token.
With one move of his right hand, Darkness took both things in his hand. He spread out the map and checked it briefly, then put it in his bag and spoke again:
"Arrange teleportation!"
"Yes!" After a brief exchange, the ancient and modern pavilion masters had become accustomed to his straightforward and concise way of talking, and bowed in response.
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In the blood cave, Patriarch Wuya and others were also racking their brains to think of various ways to escape from the constraints of this blood cocoon.
But even if he uses the soul-splitting secret technique and separates a ray of distraction to escape from the blood cocoon, the blood cave filled with blood outside the blood cocoon is still an insurmountable gap.
After all this hard work, everyone tried their best to use all their magic weapons, but still failed to accomplish anything, and instead spent a lot of mana.
The only gain is the discovery of this blood cocoon, which can only be suppressed slightly by using fire-attribute magic weapons or lightning-attribute magic weapons.
Just when everyone was at their wits' end, Old Man Sandstorm came up with a stupid idea.
He saw a small purple Nascent Soul sitting in the air between his eyebrows. Waves of purple flames spurted out from the mouth of the small man, hitting the red jade Ruyi in front of him. The jade Ruyi was covered with fire clouds and burned by the purple fire. Under it, balls of pink flames and purple fire burst out, finally turning into a pomegranate-colored red cloud and fluttering on the blood cocoon.
There was a fine crackling sound, the fireworks were swaying, and blood lines were looming. If you didn't look closely, you would hardly notice any changes.
He actually used his natal infant fire and supplemented it with a fire attribute magic weapon, trying to refine the blood cocoon day and night to melt it.
Although the speed is extremely slow, the silk-like blood line on the blood cocoon seems to be slowly getting thinner.
Although the change is extremely small, as long as you continue to refine it day and night, it may not be impossible to break it.
Seeing this, Ancestor Wuya on the other side rolled his eyes, opened his mouth and sprayed, and a little man who looked exactly like Ancestor Wuya came out holding a colorful lotus lantern.
As soon as the lotus lantern came out, the villain opened his mouth and sprayed baby fire on it.
The colorful lotus flower slowly opened, and a pea-like light lit up inside it, emitting a soft milky white halo.
As soon as the halo came out, a holy aura instantly filled the air.
This colorful lotus lantern is actually a fire-attributed Buddhist treasure!
The halo spread and hit the blood thread, and the blood energy wrapped around the blood thread disappeared immediately. However, the light seemed to be able to stop the blood energy from spreading, but it could not break the blood thread.
The purple Nascent Soul looked at the lotus lantern, and the spell in his mouth changed again. There was a tremor in the candlelight, and a white crane as big as a thumb flew out. The crane gently flapped its wings and slowly flew in front of the blood cocoon. It opened its sharp mouth and a milky white lotus flower spun out!
"Ding dong!" There was a thin sound, and the lotus seemed like a spinning sword hitting the blood.
After receiving this blow, the bloodshot trembled immediately.
As soon as he saw the effect, the Nascent Soul villain immediately urged the white crane to spray out snow-white lotus flowers.
Since the fire attribute magic weapon has some restraint effect on bloodshot, coupled with the power of Buddha's light, the effect will definitely be better.
After trying it, it seems to have some miraculous effects.
But looking at this speed, I'm afraid it won't be broken in a short time.
Fairy Yiyun on the other side took out a small thunder dagger and kept slashing at the blood cocoon.
Only Elder Lin could not protect himself. He had difficulty even resisting the blood energy and had no power to break out of the cocoon.
For a while, there were only tiny sounds of "ding, ding, ding, sizzle, hiss, sizzle".
Two days later, the old man Shabao suddenly became happy.
"It's going to break!" He exclaimed, and everyone followed the sound!
He saw a thin blood thread on the blood cocoon in front of him, and the middle section was as if it was a broken filament, as if it could be broken at any time.
"There's something going on!" Patriarch Wuya was overjoyed when he saw it!
As long as one can be melted, ten can be melted. Once a gap appears in the blood cocoon, everyone will be out of trouble!
But at this exciting moment, a burst of blood suddenly flowed from the stone wall of the Blood Cave,
There was a soft "pop" sound, and a drop of blood as big as a bean dripped from the top of the cave onto the blood cocoon of the old man Sandstorm!
"Pfft~" Like oil splashing fire, the blood light suddenly surged on the blood cocoon, and the blood energy turned into countless blood lights and merged into the blood thread that was almost broken.
The blood streaks slowly thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye, but within a breath, they returned to their original appearance!
"Ah! Automatic repair!" Seeing this scene, Old Man Sandstorm's heart sank.
The little man in front of him also slumped and turned into a ball of rays of light and flew into the old man's body.
"Alas~ It seems that I still underestimated this blood cocoon!" Old Man Sandstorm sighed, opened his mouth and sucked in the fire cloud Ruyi into his bag.
On the other side, Patriarch Wuya sensed this scene and immediately relaxed.
But most of the blood threads in front of him had been refined, and he felt a little unwilling to give up at this time, so he continued to control the lotus lamp to refine the blood threads.
Sure enough, when he saw that the blood thread was about to break, blood beads were dripping down from the top of the cave again, and the blood cocoon instantly returned to its original form, so he sighed and put away the lantern.
Seeing this, Fairy Yiyun on the other side stopped wasting her mana and put away the thunder dagger.
After all this tossing, the mana, energy, mind, essence and blood were all depleted, but still no progress was made!
The four of them finally understood that this formation definitely existed beyond the human world, so they immediately gave up their fantasy of breaking the formation.
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In another cave underground.
The donkey-faced kid was still spitting out a stream of blood at a blood ruby.
After burning the incense, the kid closed his mouth and stopped.
"Only the last step is needed to activate the great formation!"
"There is still too little blood!"
The donkey-faced kid had a ferocious look on his face, obviously showing a hint of anger!
"The blood-drinking formations in the snow-capped mountains have already killed all the surrounding snow monsters, and the sects under the snow-capped mountains are too far away!!" The kid said in a different voice.
"It was enough. If the old man hadn't suddenly appeared, I wouldn't have been injured, let alone used the power of the formation!" The donkey-faced kid said viciously.
"Don't be so anxious. Although the blood-drinking formation has been broken in two places, the remaining formations can still hunt some snow monsters every day. If it doesn't work, we will go out again and search deep in the snowy mountains." The donkey-faced kid comforted softly.
"It's too slow to rely on these blood-drinking formations! If they haven't been alerted, it doesn't matter if they wait a little longer. But now that they have found this place, they can't delay it any longer!" The donkey-faced kid shook his head gently. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke:
"I can only take the risk of going out again!"
"Well, I hope everything comes in time!"
The kid muttered to himself, then turned into a blood shadow and disappeared from the hole.
