Although Tian Qing and others are foundation-building monks, they can't stand the consumption of spiritual energy and the number of ghost faces and souls.
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.
Unable to withstand it for so long, the formation was rapidly depleted and constantly replenished.
There are some attacks and some defenses. No matter how many formations there are, they can't withstand so many ghostly faces and souls.
Age was rapidly depleting, and Mo Yuheng watched as the other monks' bodies were almost exhausted, and there were no more spiritual stones or elixirs in their hands to replenish their spiritual energy.
Gritting his teeth in pain, he distributed all the recently refined elixirs to help everyone get through this difficult time.
While taking it, the medicine was catalyzed to restore spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy input array supported and protected them.
In order to reduce the consumption of spiritual energy, make the formation smaller and put everyone closer together.
An hour passed.
Two hours have passed...
The whole day passed quickly, and most of the elixirs were consumed.
The final struggle remains.
"Tianqing, what should we do next?" Wuluo was extremely helpless, facing this situation in a panic and unable to think of a solution.
Tian Qing gasped: "Then we can only give it a try."
His eyes were dim and unclear as he stared at the pool of blood. He lowered his head and struggled.
Mo Yuheng also thought about it and understood what he meant. The retreat was blocked and he could only move forward or he would die.
"Uncle Tianqing, I'd better hurry in. The longer we stay in this place, we will be at a disadvantage and we will be close to death."
When Tian Qing thought that Mo Yuheng was so decisive, even a child could figure it out. He still nodded hesitantly: "Everyone jumped into the blood pool. This is the only way to go. The ghost-faced soul inside took advantage of it and now only ran out to attack us." In this case, if most of them run out, it will be much easier for us to face the remaining ghost-faced souls. Maybe there is a way out underneath."
Mo Yuheng didn't believe that the entrance to the Demon Realm was just hidden.
She felt that there was a 100% possibility that it was under the blood pool.
Wu Luo felt disgusted when he saw the thick blood churning in the blood pool, and couldn't help but vomit it out.
"That's too disgusting."
"Your life is important." You Ning shouted.
How can I care about the image of a lady.
A sword in his hand struck hard at dozens of ghost-faced souls that kept shouting: "Ah!"
The exciting ghost screams are ear-numbing.
Mo Yuheng originally did not participate in spiritual energy transportation, but he could always control the formation and provide elixirs to restore everyone's spiritual energy.
Finally, she joined in. Her spiritual energy was rapidly depleted, her face turned pale, and her body was shaking slightly as she couldn't hold herself up.
Knowing that if he continues like this, he will only die: "Uncle Tianqing, let me consolidate the formation first. Now that we are facing danger at home, don't hide your clumsiness."
Mo Yuheng waved his hand, and all the remaining 10 formations in the space were unfolded, layer by layer attached to their bodies.
Several people stood close together, forming a circle.
I gave everyone the remaining spirit-boosting pills and small return pills to repair the meridians damaged by excessive operation.
Everyone is ready. It only takes a few breaths for everyone to activate the formation to the maximum and jump directly into the blood pool.
After shaking off the grimaces and souls on the blood pool, everyone felt the protection loosen and let out a breath.
The inside of the blood pool was filled with blood, and the smell of blood hit his face.
Everyone felt dizzy and quickly blocked their noses.
Wu Luo was not in the mood to complain: "How long has this blood been kept? Why doesn't it smell so dry?"
I kept sinking by instinct, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.
I don’t know how much human blood was used to create such a blood pool. The more I looked at it, the more my heart sank.
One after another, the ghost-eyed souls inside the blood pool reacted and rushed excitedly to hit the formation. The attacking formation counterattacked, wiping out part of the ghost-faced souls and vacating a position.
Then many more souls with ghostly faces rushed over, and the food was right in front of them. They had been hungry for who knows how long and when they saw them eating, they rushed forward one after another without knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Everyone was extremely exhausted, and the spent spiritual energy continued to be replenished. Even the monks couldn't resist, and they were like eggplants beaten by frost.
And the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, making them breathless.
None of them had the energy to speak, nor did they have enough spiritual consciousness to transmit their voices.
Wuluo loved to make noises and talk to him, and he didn't hear his words for a long time.
The protective formations were broken one by one, and the last one was shaking violently like a life-saving straw. If not for everyone's hard support, it would have been broken.
Mo Yuheng smiled bitterly, could it be that his life was decided here.
Very reluctant, there is still a lot to do.
Looking for news about his parents, seeking revenge on Mo Zangqing, killing the heroine Mo Zhixue...
Practice hard and stand on top of the world overlooking all living beings.
This is what she wants to work towards.
Want to know where the journey of cultivation ends?
…
Many things have not been done yet.
How could she lose her life here.
His head, which was still a little chaotic at first, became a little clearer due to the impact of unwillingness and unyielding.
The others were in a state of confusion, but they were still trying hard to hold on to the last thin shield.
This is everyone's instinctive unwillingness.
Mo Yuheng threw out all the spiritual stones and placed them in the groove of the formation, blowing the spiritual power inside like crazy: "Ah..., condense it for me."
At this moment, her eyes were red and crazy, the meridians all over her body were swollen due to excessive spiritual energy, the skin on the surface of her body began to burst, and even the capillaries were washed by spiritual energy.
A lot of spiritual power was sent out to the formation, and the formation's light was so bright that it swallowed up all the ghostly souls that came over.
The entire formation sank rapidly, as if breaking through the barrier and disappearing into the blood pool.
The ghost-faced souls that were chasing after them hit the barrier one by one, crushing each other in an astonishing number. I thought they had all been wiped out, but I didn't expect there were so many.
If Mo Yuheng hadn't exploded just now, the entire formation and the people inside would have been swallowed up without even leaving their souls.
Mo Yuheng and Tian Qing's decisiveness escaped life and death.
Mo Yuheng felt burning pain all over his body. After the sudden exertion, his body was seriously injured. His whole body was swaying like a fallen leaf.
When everyone jumps to different places separately, there is a tube inside that is connected to different places to transport them to different places.
From the outside, it can be seen that the entire place is made of tubes like tree roots, extending in different directions.
There was no light, it was completely black.
Mo Yuheng's strong willpower did not allow her to pass out, and she still had a vague consciousness.
Time has passed for a long time and there is no end to the journey.
There was no protection on his body. As he slid inside the tube, the blood was washed out and he became a bloody man.
Suddenly there was a bright light in front of her that was getting bigger and bigger, sending her away from the light.
Suddenly disappearing, Mo Yuheng's last consciousness confirmed that he was really safe before he passed out.
(End of chapter)
