With a loud bang.
The righteous monks who were released cheered.
The door to the tenth floor was blasted open by them.
The defensive strength of the Blood Prison Valley had been taken away so much that the remaining monks were no match for this group of tiger-like and wolf-like monks who had just emerged from the prison.
In the blood prison on the tenth floor, looking up, the ground was covered with muddy plasma.
The cold blood stains were speckled, squirming on the rock wall like insects and ants.
"Everyone, be careful not to get stuck in the plasma. It is like a quagmire. It will only make you sink deeper and deeper, and it will destroy your true energy and magic power, and will also make your body sore and weak, making it difficult to exert force. Those blood spots on the rock wall, It's the Blood Shadow Curse. If you accidentally touch it, all the blood in your body will be drained out in an instant." A knowledgeable monk in the crowd said.
Everyone looked around cautiously.
Compared to the crowding on the first nine floors.
By the time we reached the tenth floor, the rooms became sparse.
There were only three sparse rooms, which were arranged in a triangular shape and fell into the three directions.
The entire tenth floor is an inverted inverse three-talent formation. This formation is not surprising. The key is that if any cell door is opened, the formation will be triggered, and the inverse three-talent formation will be instantly reversed, and the entire space will flip. .
One can imagine what consequences a sudden earth-shaking reversal would have in a small space full of blood-stained mire and blood-shadow curses.
"There is no solution to the formation. The Three Talents Formation is too simple! Even if it is flipped over and turned into the reverse Three Talents Formation, it is just as simple. It is one of the basic formations that make up many large formations. Because of its simplicity, there is no solution. . Just like a sword thrust out straight, you can only dodge or collide with this sword. It is impossible to use any magic tricks to directly seize the flaw and disintegrate it." Among the righteous monks, a monk who is good at formations said.
"Then set fire to dry this place." The monk who is good at fire spells said.
"It won't work, because this is deep underground and the surroundings are very closed. After setting fire to it, the blood-stained mire will turn into blood mist, which will still permeate the small space. Those blood shadow curses in it will only be more hidden. It’s hard to guard against.”
"It's not just setting fire, washing it with water, blowing it with wind, freezing it, or giving it an electric shock. Unless it can attract the true power of heaven and earth thunder, and use the righteousness generated between heaven and earth to break through these evil spells." The monks who noticed the changes kept pouring cold water on one basin after another, with a stiff attitude that almost made people doubt their position.
At this time, I suddenly heard a voice coming from one of the cells in the Sancai position.
"Are there any brothers from Zhengqi Sect or Haoran Sect?"
A monk who looked like a pretty boy walked out of the crowd and shouted, "I am a disciple of the Haoran Sect."
"You use Haoran Qi to draw the air control talisman on the earthquake position, and then let a monk who can control the thunder method stand up and cast the thunder method. Although it is not as powerful as the righteousness of the thunder method, it can restrain the evil spirits, but it can still have some effect. Repeatedly hitting it several times should be able to unravel the arrangement." The voice in the cell continued.
Many monks looked at each other.
The disciple from Haoran Sect stood up and walked to the earthquake position.
Then he waved his hands and carved the air control talisman.
Another disciple of the Shenxiao Sect stood up and began to recite the Thunder Technique, activate his magic power, and perform thunder techniques.
Just heard a rumble of thunder.
The electric light turned into silver snakes, splashing in the small space.
As expected, the bloody mire and mottled blood shadows on the wall were dispersed and eliminated.
"It works! Keep going!" the crowd became excited.
Shot several times in succession.
The monks from the Shenxiao Sect don't have enough magic power, so other monks who can use thunder magic will take over.
After dozens of rounds of bombardment.
Almost all blood stains and blood shadows in the entire space were swept away.
The crowd swarmed forward and smashed open the doors of three cells at the same time.
There were three cells. In the first cell, what was suppressed on top of a blood formation turned out to be half a withered skeleton. The blood array is always releasing things like blood-colored worms, gnawing at the dead bones.
The skin, flesh and internal organs on the withered bones have disappeared.
Even so, you can still feel the vitality radiating from this dry bone.
This person is not dead, he is still alive...!
He is already so virtuous, and yet he is still alive... instead of turning into a bone demon or a corpse demon, which shows how profound his cultivation is.
As for its identity, it could not be identified for the time being. After breaking the blood formation, it could only be carried by a burly righteous monk.
There was another cell that looked empty.
Nothing at all.
"Stop looking! He's gone!"
"When you opened the door, he was gone!"
"Lao Zhang is boring. After being a neighbor for so many years, he didn't even say hello when he left!"
"Don't guess who he is. He has a weird temper and is petty. Being imprisoned in the Blood Demon Palace is a lifelong shame for him. If you know his identity, he will probably think of something else. Erase your memory. If something goes wrong accidentally... you may all be stupid." From the last cell, a strong man with a beard came out.
He didn't look like a prisoner. Although his clothes were ragged, he was full of energy and showed no signs of depression.
Ke Xiaoliang recognized this person's identity at a glance.
"Is he Gu Tailang?"
"It doesn't look like a waste. How could you think of going to the Blood Demon Palace alone and killing three Blood Demon Palace elders in the Blood Demon Palace?" Ke Xiaoliang thought.
"I am Gu Tailang, the last great disciple of the Hengdao Wenxin Sect. Now Hengdao Wenxin Sect...I am afraid I am the only one left!" the strong man said, raising his hands to the many righteous 'comrades'.
After hearing Gu Tailang's name, some righteous monks immediately showed expressions of surprise and admiration.
"It turns out to be an ancient senior from the Hengdao Wenxin Sect!"
"Back then, the Blood Demon Palace was domineering and unruly, destroying the Hengdao Wenxin Sect and killing everyone in the Hengdao Wenxin Sect. In order to avenge blood, the ancient senior went to the Blood Demon Palace alone, beheaded three elders of the Blood Demon Palace, and even killed I have countless disciples. You should be my role model for the righteous way!" The righteous monk who knew Gu Tailang said immediately.
This made Ke Xiaoliang, who was still hesitating whether to step forward to receive the code, stop his operation.
"Gu Tailang is a disciple of the Ten Demons Sect. This is what Xia Sixin said. The authenticity may not be credible. I'll wait and see!" Although the matter has come to this, many things have already been planned. But Ke Xiaoliang was not in a hurry, but became more and more calm and collected.
Gu Tailang showed grief on his face and sighed: "The Blood Demon Palace destroyed my Hengdao Wenxin Sect, and I have no sworn relationship with them. Over the years, if I hadn't integrated the sword intention into the blood and bones of my body, making it difficult for them to digest, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to digest it. He has been eaten alive by these brats from the Blood Demon Palace."
"Everyone, go down, there should be some of my righteous seniors. We will gather everyone's strength and rescue them!"
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