Someone in the crowd not far away exclaimed in amazement. The man was holding a red gourd in his hand, which was big on the top and small on the bottom, and was engraved with complicated runes. The gourd mouth was facing the blood-colored threads in the sky and was swallowing them one by one.
As for the others, they were all injured to varying degrees, and were missing limbs or pieces of flesh. All the powerful beings who had survived contact with the blood threads were seriously injured.
Fortunately, they acted decisively and cut off the body parts at the moment of contact. That is why they have been able to survive until now. Otherwise, they would have followed the same fate as the unlucky guy at the beginning.
“Hulu, hulu, wake up quickly, we’re waiting for you to have a feast…” At this moment, the person holding the gourd, who was the first to speak, waved his hand and offered the magic gourd in his hand.
But there came a strong suction force. The gourd did not change, but a natural and unique rule came from the bottle mouth, as if swallowing the sky and the earth. As soon as this absorbing force appeared, it swallowed up all the remaining blood-colored threads around.
After a long time, the treasure gourd fell to the ground with a loud bang. The faint light emitted from it illuminated the entire passage. The heavy sound of it falling to the ground made even Feng Qingyang feel extremely frightened.
No wonder when they come into contact with the human body, they can easily cut, corrode and cut it off. It seems that each one of them is extremely heavy and extremely sharp.
Fortunately, they were all swallowed up and absorbed by the gourd. Everyone took a deep breath, looked at the gourd on the ground, and turned back to look at the man with gratitude. After all, the blood-colored thread had no eyes, and his actions saved the lives of most of the people here.
The man shook his head and waved his hand to take the gourd back from the ground, but the moment I held it in my hand, my expression suddenly changed, a look of pain appeared on my face, and then I made a series of hand gestures to protect myself.
"This time, I'm done for." He said helplessly, and then ignored everyone present. He just looked at Feng Qingyang deeply, then floated back and walked away.
"Gone?"
"Psycho?" Everyone exclaimed and speculated on this person's identity. But looking at his graceful movements, if he was not a demon, the demonic aura on his body was extremely strong.
His departure was like a wave in the sea, which only briefly stirred everyone's nerves. After a brief silence, everyone looked at the seven holes in the void again.
"This guy is very strange." Feng Qingyang said to himself, his mind turning, but he also admired his free and easy attitude very much. His free and easy attitude was not pretended, but something he possessed naturally.
These people don't look like unforgivable villains at first glance. They are probably imprisoned here because of someone else's mischief. After all, where there are people, there are grudges, and where there are grudges, there are intrigues.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang suddenly missed the days in the world of cultivation, the four people Feng Lei Yudian at that time, and the Flower Monk Lu Zhishen, whom he had never met until now.
"Everyone, I think this is the final seal. If you want to enter, I'm afraid we need to work together to blast it open." Finally, an old man walked out of the crowd.
He looks kind, but there's always an evil aura about him. Even Feng Qingyang gets goosebumps at first sight, because it's an evil that has been brewing for a long time.
"Old Yin-Yang Monster, are you sure? You said he is a seal, but I said he is a treasure." With his appearance, the crowd suddenly became lively.
It seemed that the previous fighting was just a dream, so someone objected loudly. Although what he said was a bit harsh, it did not arouse the disgust of the so-called Yin-Yang monster.
“If you say it is a treasure, then go and get it and have a look.” The old Yin-Yang monster sneered at his whole life, and his whole body suddenly changed, with a green evil spirit almost coming out of his body.
With the appearance of this evil spirit, an obscene phantom appeared beside him, and two naked, unfailingly beautiful women appeared beside him.
After they appeared, they all let out a common "ah", then twisted their bodies and made countless extremely obscene movements. As they appeared, the Yin-Yang old monster who had refuted them before let out a strange laugh.
As if he had lost his soul, Lianshan walked towards the seven holes in the void in front of him with a lewd smile, almost at the moment he approached.
No one knew what had triggered it, but the wound, which had just been still, suddenly grew larger, and a red light flashed inside it. When the man looked again, his body was separated, and blood spurted out of his neck like a fountain.
A great man was destroyed on the spot, silently. There was no earth-shattering battle, only a tiny and tragic death. Not even his soul was left behind, and after being reduced to ashes, he would never be reborn.
"Hmph." The Yin-Yang monster sneered, raised his hand to take back the two female phantoms beside him, and looked around strangely, finally locking onto Feng Qingyang.
But it only stayed for a moment. Although others did not notice anything, Feng Qingyang knew it very well. It was not an ordinary glance, but a look containing greed and murderous intent. Even though it was hidden very deeply, he still noticed it.
"If you want to cause trouble for me, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." He said to himself, then turned his head away and stopped looking at him. As someone died, this place fell into silence again.
In the quiet surroundings, one could almost hear each other's heartbeats, and the blood flowed like a river, with endless panting sounds coming from the rolling.
Just when everyone was silent, Feng Qingyang suddenly fixed his gaze on the ground. When he saw the weirdness in it, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
The ground is bald and uneven, like the bumps on a toad's back, which is a bit disgusting, but if you look closely, or if you look at all the bumps on the ground together, you will find that the shape is somewhat similar to a tortoise shell.
There are subtle Bagua shapes crisscrossing on the tortoise shell. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it. Although the Bagua shapes are not very obvious, Feng Qingyang can see them at a glance.
He was proficient in the art of formations, so he was naturally extremely sensitive to some things. Thinking about the explosion of red threads that occurred after he entered before, he would never believe it if he was told that it was an explosion without any reason.
"So, we may have entered a large formation, but this formation is lurking under our feet, and it is ever-changing. There are formations below and seven holes above. What exactly is this formation?"
His eyes flashed, and he took advantage of the quiet surroundings to carefully look at the hole in the sky. Because of the formation on the ground, when he looked at the hole again at this time, Feng Qingyang suddenly understood something.
Where is the hole? The shape of this arrangement is clearly the shape of the Big Dipper, with seven stars on top and eight trigrams below. If this is placed in the art of formation, it can be said to be a famous formation throughout the ages.
"This is... This seems to be a fake Zhu Xian sword formation! The red thread is not some weird thing, but a simulated Zhu Xian sword energy!"