My disciples are all villains.

When the red lines were connected, everyone looked at the sky in amazement.

Meng Changdong hurriedly brought out formation canvases from his bag and handed them to Shen Xi and Li Xiaomo as he said, “Set up the formation.”

“What are these?” Yan Zhenluo asked with a frown.

Meng Changdong handed the formation canvases out as he said, “Pan Zhong, Zhou Jifeng, don’t just stand there. Hurry up…”

The duo returned to their senses and hurriedly took the formation canvases.

Meng Changdong said, “The formation the high priest is casting is called the Blood Priest Sealing Formation. Its essence is similar to parasitic techniques and the great blood sacrifice technique. Basically, it’s a formation despised by the cultivation world. No wonder he doesn’t care about the lives of his tribesmen!”

When everyone heard about the Blood Priest Sealing Formation, they frowned, realizing the seriousness of the problem. Then, they hurriedly followed Meng Changdong and cast the formation.

“The Blood Priest Sealing Formation is a dark formation woven with blood. Only someone at the level of a Venerable Master can control this formation,” Meng Changdong said. Then, he pointed in front of him and said, “Stand in the direction of the formation.”

“Okay.”

Everyone quickly flew in all directions. All of them felt extremely pressured by the uncertainties of the battle.

“What are the effects of the Blood Priest Sealing Formation?” Yan Zhenluo asked.

“Once we’re sealed in the formation, we’ll lose our will and be controlled by the other party. We’ll be no different from the zombies.”

Thump!

Zhu Honggong fell to the ground. “It’s so terrifying?”

“Eighth Senior Brother, you’re so cowardly!” Little Yuan’er said. Then, she turned to look at Conch and said in a small voice, “Junior sister, Guardian Meng’s words are too terrifying!”

Everyone: “…”

‘Little ancestor, what’s with this double standard?’

Little Yuan’er and Conch stood behind the crowd when suddenly, several Void Chest tribesmen pounced on them.

Conch exclaimed, “Watch out!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Little Yuan’er left afterimages in her wake as she leaped up and kicked the Void Chest tribesmen away. When she landed, she said, surprised, “Uh… They’re not very scary…”

The two mounts were too big to fit into the golden area, and it was even more difficult for them to avoid the blood threads.

Duanmu Sheng, who was standing on Lu Wu’s back, held the Overlord Spear with one hand and clenched his other hand as he asked, “What Blood Priest Sealing Formation? I don’t feel anything?”

The purple dragons flew out from Duanmu Sheng’s wrist as his eyes glowed with a purple light.

“The corrosive energy!” Meng Changdong exclaimed, “No wonder Mr. Third is unaffected by the Blood Priest Sealing Formation!”

Boom!

Duanmu Sheng and Lu Wu rushed out immediately, cutting through the sky. As Lu Wu fanned his tails out, Duanmu Sheng manifested his avatar. Then, they swept through the Void Chest tribesmen.

Upon seeing this, the high priest exclaimed in disbelief, “The corrosive energy?!”

Lu Zhou turned to look back. When he saw the golden formation protecting everyone, he relaxed. His gaze was piercing as he turned back to look at the high priest and said clearly, “From today onward, the Void Chest tribe will no longer exist.”

Buzz!

A towering avatar appeared, knocking away the blood threads.

When Lu Zhou felt numbness creeping up on him after coming in contact with the blood threads, he used the divine power to dispel the feeling.

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