Hun Dingtian secretly cursed: "The person who set up such a formation is definitely not a good person, and his thoughts are extremely vicious!"
He didn't even think about it. This was a mountain-protecting formation in front of someone else's house, and it didn't come to his house to set up.
It was because of his impure thoughts and greed that he went to other people's homes to rob them, and he blamed the owner. It was obvious that he wanted to be a bitch and build a memorial arch.
"I was your disciple last time, so I can't take advantage of fellow Taoists!"
Jing Yunfeng turned to look at the Qingming Ancient Clan and the others, and said, "Our Qingming Ancient Clan is not afraid of hardships, sacrifices, and dedication. Who is willing to give it a try?"
Everyone from the Qingming Ancient Clan, I look at you, you look at me, but no one is willing to stand up.
They have all seen the fate of the man in the Soul Palace, and the disciples of the Soul Palace with the body of the Yang God are still like this, not to mention that they are made of flesh and blood.
If you are not careful, you will definitely die, and maybe you will end up with no bones left.
The Qingming Ancient Clan has such a clan rule that they are not afraid of hardships, sacrifices, and have the courage to make sacrifices, but if someone is willing to die, everyone will resist it.
Jing Yunfeng was greatly disappointed when he saw this scene. This was the Qingming Ancient Clan. The Qingming Ancient Clan kept talking about their clan rules of not being afraid of hardships, not afraid of sacrifices, and being brave in dedication, but in the end, they were just cowards. That’s all.
I really don’t know whether it is right or wrong to bring such a group of people to attack the Qinglian Sword Sect?
The majestic Qingming Ancient Clan didn't have the slightest bit of blood, and they couldn't be compared with the people of the Soul Palace. This made him feel that he had lost all face.
Even though the disciple of the Soul Palace died with great honor, he was able to stand up enthusiastically even if no one ordered his troops or generals.
Looking at his current Qingming Ancient Clan, no one dares to stand up.
Although the people in the Soul Palace didn't say anything, their eyes fell on this side, looking at the Qingming Ancient Clan because they saw a group of cowards.
This made his face feel hot. He couldn't stand it anymore and said in a deep voice: "Isn't anyone willing? We have come in now, and there is no way back. The arrow is on the string and we have to shoot. Since none of you are willing, then let's do it by Let me lead by example, so you can follow your own example."
"Clan leader..."
At this moment, someone in the crowd finally spoke.
When Jing Yunfeng heard the voice, he was immediately happy. It seemed that the Qingming Ancient Clan still had warriors.
In this way, he regained some face, and his old face no longer felt so hot. He looked at this man with a happy smile.
But the next moment, this man said with serious concern: "Clan Chief, you have a noble body, it is inappropriate to test the law with your own body. Disciple, I hope you can be safe, be careful!"
"Ha ha……"
Everyone in the Soul Palace suddenly burst into laughter, but the other members of the Qingming Ancient Clan's faces turned red from holding back, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.
However, everyone has made a comment on this person: he is a second-rate person, and he is ridiculous.
Jing Yunfeng, who had just shown a hint of relief, suddenly turned gloomy when he heard the whole room burst into laughter.
Jing Yunfeng's old face couldn't hold back, and he was a little angry and ashamed. He curled his fingers and clawed at the tribesman who was speaking.
A burst of mysterious power surged out from the palm, sucking the man over, slamming him to the ground, and said gloomily: "It's just you. Since you are so brave, I will leave this responsibility to you, go ahead. !”
This man is complaining endlessly. What nonsense is he talking about?
Feeling Jing Yunfeng's murderous gaze, he stood up from the ground, tiptoed, and timidly walked to the sea of knives. He tried several times but did not dare to fly out, and looked back at Jing Yunfeng.
Jing Yunfeng glared and said, "Go, I remember you have a younger sister. If something bad happens to you, I will take good care of her and all the cultivation resources will be tilted towards her."
This person is not too stupid, and he can still hear Jing Yunfeng's puns.
Jing Yunfeng specifically named his sister, which had two meanings.
First, if something unexpected happens to him, her sister can be taken care of by Jing Yunfeng within the clan, and the training resources will definitely be tilted towards his sister.
Another meaning is a threat. If he doesn't comply, neither he nor his sister will be able to live well, and they don't know whether they will be alive in the future.
This man was cruel, gritted his teeth for the sake of his sister, fell forward sideways, lay down, used the flying technique, and flew forward close to the sharp knife.
The man flew forward with the tip of the knife, and the guillotine that fell in the air did not cut him off, but returned to the air two inches behind his head.
Hun Ding was overjoyed and said, "It seems this method is feasible!"
However, just after the voice fell, a shocking scene happened.
"Puff puff……"
I saw the Qingming Ancient Clan member who had been flying smoothly, and the sharp knife below him suddenly pierced his body.
"Puff puff……"
The sharp blade directly penetrated his low-grade spiritual treasure robe, and the densely packed sharp knives pierced his body into a hornet's nest, with streams of blood spurting out.
"ah……"
A miserable scream reached everyone's ears, and when they looked again, the man had died of anger.
Almost every sharp knife penetrated his body, which was horrific. Even the robe of a low-grade spirit treasure could not defend him, let alone his flesh and blood body. Even his bones were easily cut open when encountering these blades.
"This, this, is so miserable. This is not giving people a way to survive at all!"
Everyone was as silent as a chill, with chills running down their spines. The sea of swords would not move, and every move would give people a chill.
Jing Yunfeng's face was also extremely gloomy. This formation was killing every step of the way, leaving no way for people to survive at all, like a feast of death.
"I'm going to treat you second uncle..."
Hun Dingtian cursed loudly, even though he was a strong immortal in the Cold Spring Realm, he couldn't help but become furious. At the same time, there was a flash of light in his hand, and he took out a scepter.
Holding the scepter in his hand, he swung it into the air angrily, and a majestic soul power was like an energy ball, suddenly blasting towards the guillotine.
"boom……"
The majestic force hit the guillotine, which only caused the guillotine to tremble slightly but was not broken.
Although this guillotine is not a real guillotine, it is no different from the real guillotine. It gathers the power of the entire mountain range, the power of all directions in the world, and the continuous power of the Qinglian Secret Realm. It is derived from the Nine Palaces and Eight Gates. .
Such a majestic power, it is almost impossible for him, a strong immortal in the Cold Spring Realm, to break it, unless his power is enough to destroy a world.
However, although he did not break the guillotine, he seemed to anger the formation space, and knives suddenly rained down from the air.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
A handful of small and sharp blades shot towards Hun Dingtian from the air. Although the target of these knives was Hun Dingtian, they affected the fish pond.
Densely packed knives rained down like rain, and the most terrifying concentration was on Hun Ding Tian's head.
"Look, a knife is coming from the sky."
"No, go back quickly."
Someone saw the opportunity quickly, and with a flash of his body, he immediately distanced himself from Hun Dingtian.
But the place was so big, and it quickly retreated to the edge, unable to retreat any further.
Everyone put up their profound energy shields, but the rain of knives fell too fast and suddenly, and many people still had no time to react and were hit by the majestic rain of knives.
"Puff puff……"
These knives are very sharp and are made from the sharpest Gengjin Qi in the world. They can easily penetrate even low-grade spiritual treasures.
Many of them don't have low-grade spiritual treasure protective robes on them, and most of them have top-grade spiritual weapons.
"Ah, ah..."
"Woo~"
A series of miserable and shrill wails resounded throughout the formation space. More than 180 people on both sides were killed or injured in an instant.
With this rain of knives, countless Soul Palace disciples were blown away, and the Yang Shen dissipated, turning into wisps of heaven and earth spiritual energy and returning to the heaven and earth.
The disciples of the Soul Palace die simply, not even leaving their corpses behind, they die cleanly, their bodies disappear after death.
The death appearance of the people of the Qingming Ancient Clan is rather ugly. Their bodies are much more miserable than those of the clansman who died in the sea of knives.
A person's body was pierced and died, and some people's heads bloomed instantly, and they were stabbed by countless knives in an instant.
After death, their bodies fell into a pool of blood, still being ravaged by the rain of knives. The blades falling from the sky chopped their bodies into pulp. This was really horrific and inhumane.
Those who had put up their profound energy shields couldn't help but feel a lingering fear when they saw the piles of flesh mixed with blood on the ground.
At this moment, none of them had the intention to blame Hun Dingtian, the culprit, and a desperate fear spread in their hearts.
They just want to leave here quickly, leave this ghost place. They have never seen purgatory, but if they want to come, this place is not much better than purgatory.
Everyone who survived had chills down their spines and their hearts sank to the bottom. If they could, they would rather never have been here in their entire lives.
But there are no ifs in life. Every step you take will leave a footprint in the long river of time. There are no assumptions. If you make the wrong choice, you will have to pay the price.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
The violent rain of knives hit everyone's profound energy shields. Although the shields were not broken at once, each falling knife consumed their huge amount of profound energy. The knives falling like a downpour caused the energy in their bodies to fall. Mysterious energy is consumed quickly.
Finally, someone shouted: "The black energy is being consumed so fast that I can hardly hold on anymore."
Many people's profound energy shields were already crumbling, and in just a few moments, some people had already started taking drugs.
Many people looked at their shaky profound energy shields and felt that their profound energy was about to bottom out, and couldn't help but feel anxious.
Once the mysterious force shield is broken, they can all predict their fate. Looking at the disciples who fell before, now they can't even save a puddle of meat paste, only a puddle of meat paste is left.
The bright red meat sauce, without any intact skin, was flowing on the ground like eggplant sauce.
"Clan Leader, I can't stand it any longer. My profound energy is almost exhausted."
"Clan Chief, we don't have many elixirs to restore our profound strength, and they are almost used up."
"Clan leader, please think of a solution quickly. I don't want to die here, wuwu..."
Some people have burst into tears. This is definitely the scariest place they have ever been to. If they are lucky enough to survive, this place will definitely become their nightmare. The Qinglian Sword Sect will definitely become their lifelong nightmare and inner demon. .
