Record of Chaos

　　 (917 crosses the shadow to sacrifice the formation with blood, crosses the stone and turns into earth)

　　 The key for him to get the benefits is to persist until dawn. But when he glanced at the leakage watch on the altar, he realized that it would take at least half an hour before the first rays of morning light broke through the heavens.

　　 In his eyes, although there is a female sister of Jindan Sanhua who is rushing into the battlefield, this is not the problem.

　　 It is of course possible for Monk Sanhua to break through the formation forcefully, but at least it takes a while to break open. In addition, the Zifu male repairman of the Ghost Owl tribe didn't care about him.

　　 The real scary thing is the blue armor demon repair who walks in the front. The cultivation base on his body is dark and unclear, but every step he takes, he almost steps on the weakness of the Lugu cemetery formation.

　　 If it were not for the entire Carbox tribe, only the high priest and the patriarch could fully understand the weaknesses of this formation, and he had a dual role, he would almost suspect that the Carbox people had inner guidance.

　　 At this speed, the three of them could pass through the deer bone cemetery without any damage in a quarter of an hour, and then walk into the lake, letting his dreams disappear.

　　 He stood up and walked to the center of the altar. There is a circular altar here. The altar was very unclean, covered with mottled blood and flesh and blood residues, and flies flying around.

　　 He took out a sharp bone knife, stroked his wrist, and then sprinkled the sprayed blood on the altar.

　　 When the blood hits the dirty altar, it's like falling on the hot red soldering iron, making a sizzling sound, and it rises up and turns into blood mist.

　　Only a dark blood stain remained on the altar. The flies around were attracted by the blood mist and buzzed and flew more excitedly.

　　 Even if some of the array masters who have been trained into array pupils can see through the array of Lugu Cemetery, they will never see all the variables.

　　 The blood of his carboxy clan patriarch can inspire the biggest change in this formation. This allows all the power of the entire large formation to converge and explode once, slaying all the creatures in the formation.

　　 This move is enough to kill all monks below Jindan Sanhua. As for the Sister Sanhua, even if she couldn't kill her all at once, she could still be hit so hard that she could no longer break the formation for the time being.

　　 He did it at a great price. Not only will his own cultivation base be damaged, but the entire Deer Valley's death energy will also be consumed by one third. It is impossible to make up for thousands of years.

　　 The defense power of the carboxy tribe will be greatly reduced. In the next thousand years, if there is an invasion of the Golden Core Wild Monster, I am afraid that they will be unable to defend it.

　　 But what does it matter? At that time, he had already enjoyed the high-ranking officials' wealth in the most prosperous Houtu city in the East Sheng Shenzhou, and he had enjoyed a good trip.

　　 The blood he sacrificed was like pigment dripping into the lake water, and the deer bone graveyard was completely different.

　　 was originally a dark and hazy world in the mist, and it instantly became blood red.

　　 The deer bones piled up like a mountain by the big lake suddenly absorbed the blood floating in the air and began to give birth to vague flesh and blood. The flesh and blood of these skeletons had not fully grown, they had acquired the ability to act, and struggled to get up.

　　 They climbed together like a large group of spiders gathered together, forming a **** body composed of bones and flesh, but with a pair of dark blue eyes, and a huge mouth surrounded by countless white forest teeth.

　　The deep black mouth opened, and countless breaths of pain, fear and death surged out like a flood.

　　 This is a monster formed by countless deer born as herbivores who were ambushed by fierce beasts and swallowed up by the pain, fear and resentment caused by the devouring of flesh and blood.

　　 It does not hate the beasts that eat meat, it hates the law of heaven and earth itself, the ruthless way of sentient beings that eat the weak and the strong.

　　 Therefore, it has no other thoughts, and its only wish is to kill all living beings in this area, so that the whole area becomes a dead place, without life, there is no pain. Only when there is no more life can it eliminate its hatred of the laws of heaven and earth.

　　 This kind of aspiration force, it is meaningless for you to force a confrontation with force. The more you confront, the stronger he is. This is like Yili Saichuan, the more filled, the more miserable the **** will be.

　　 "Without the realm of Jindan Sanhua or above, it is impossible to stop this force."

　　 The Night King looked at all this coldly, watching this resentment rushing like ten thousand beasts.

　　 If there is no quick way to get rid of the shackles, he will break free of the immortal lock on his own.

　　 "Please don't worry about driving, it's a small matter."

　　 Even if the formation master has the ability of the formation, although he can see through the formation, it is impossible to predict all the variables in the formation. Because besides the formation, there will be other things involved.

　　 For example, Watanabe itself is not part of this formation. He used his own blood sacrifice to stimulate the formation, which can not be predicted only by looking at the formation.

　　 But the deceitful **** of nine refinements is born with the ability to calculate. After entering this formation, not only did he see the formation thoroughly, but he also kept deducing any possible variables in his mind all the time.

　　 At this moment, he was already standing in the front with confidence, and the white light flashed in his hand, adding a thick shield.

　　 The magic is that this shield is not dead, but alive. As soon as it appeared ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, half of his head and a pair of eyes poked out carefully.

　　 This is actually not a shield, but a mysterious turtle. It's just that the black tortoise's shell is really hard, and it's better than the meteorite fixed square inkstone, so Gochu often uses this little tortoise as a shield.

　　The frenzy of resentment is coming like the wind!

　　 In the reflection world of the Great Lakes, Du Shi who left the altar also saw an incredible scene for him.

　　 The lakeside tribe he was familiar with has now become a deep pit after another.

　　 Each of these pits has a radius of several tens of feet and a depth of several feet. The inside of the pit was scorched, and everything that existed had disappeared and was compacted into a part of the soil.

　　 Because they were not dug out, but some kind of mighty force, punched to the ground like a boxing.

　　 These houses of the tribe were smashed into pits and can be rebuilt. But if this fierce battle affects the canyon where all the Carboxes hide, it will be over!

　　 Du Shi made up his mind that even if the high priest Du Ying objected, he had to evict these human races. If they refused to give up, he threatened to let go of the prohibition and let the Crane people in, forcing them to compromise.

　　 But he looked around, and it was quiet, without any breath of life. Where did all those people go?

　　 He suddenly noticed that the abnormality was not around but on the top of his head. Then he hurriedly looked over his head.

　　 In the night sky, a huge black sun appeared on the top of the sky. A violent shock wave fell from above his head. Before he could react, his consciousness had disappeared without a trace.

　　 The place where he stood was originally a clearing, but in silence, it has become a scorched pit. The person who crossed the stone has since disappeared and has become a part of the soil.