As if in an instant, the vibrant, clean prison water has changed.
The blood miasma rushing out from the ground polluted this clean paradise, and the water in the prison water lake was no longer clear, turning into a turbid blood color.
The spiritual plants in the water swamp quickly withered, and the translucent water demons rolled in the filthy blood water. When they crawled out of the water swamp again, their translucent bodies turned blood red, and their temperament became more fierce, and they began to attack A cultivator in the sky above Mizusawa.
"How is this going?"
Those cultivators who left first looked back in astonishment. When they saw the miasma of blood pouring in behind them, their pupils shrank slightly. They couldn't believe that the prison water, which was clean before, would turn out like this.
Before they could figure out the situation, they saw a group of cultivators headed by the disciples of Feixian Island flying from the depths of the prison water. Behind them was a blood miasma sweeping across the sky, like a monster that appeared from nowhere. Constantly devouring this clean and unblemished space.
Seeing that they were still in a daze, Qiao Leshan finally roared uncontrollably: "Hurry up and go?"
These cultivators finally came to their senses, hurriedly followed the group of people, and flew towards the prison water.
Someone couldn't help asking hastily: "Friend Qiao, what's going on?"
Qiao Leshan was sullen, but he didn't know.
"The water lotus of Jingling has withered."
Everyone's eyes fell on Su Wangling who spoke suddenly, and saw him lying on the back of a disciple of Linglong Castle, who was carrying him and fled. His face was very pale, as if he had been sucked out of life, showing an exhausted appearance.
Although it looked weak, Su Wangling's voice was steady and reached everyone's ears.
"If I'm not mistaken, the water under this prison should have been a bloody land, and the purpose of the pure water lotus growing here is to suppress the bloody land and the people in the bloody land with its spiritual energy. Creatures..."
Hearing this, the people present were shocked.
After the fifth-grade holy lotus bears seeds, the flowers and leaves will wither, and the lotus stem will sink to the bottom of the water and dormant. When it absorbs enough spiritual energy again, it will take root again and grow again.
This is common sense that many practitioners know, so after the Jinglingshui lotus produced seeds, they did not take action on the remaining lotus leaves and lotus stems, but let it continue to grow here, maybe many years later, when the Jinglingshui The lotus blooms again, and they can come and compete for the lotus seeds.
But this time the situation seems to be different from what they knew.
"Where are the rest of the water lotus?" the cultivator asked eagerly.
Su Wangling closed his eyes slightly, and said in a very soft voice: "Its roots have been eroded by blood miasma."
The reason why Jingling water lotus is known as one of the fifth-grade holy lotus is because it has the ability to purify filth, and the fresh air it emits can drive away filth and purify the surrounding environment. However, even the roots and stems of the Jingling water lotus in the prison water lake have been eroded by the blood miasma, so they can only wither and die.
"how come… "
For a moment, everyone was a little dazed, their speed couldn't help but slow down a bit, and they were almost entangled by the blood miasma that swept from behind.
Xu knew the bewilderment of these people, so it was rare for Su Wangling to say a few more words: "Although I don't know how long this water lotus has been suppressed here, but with the blood miasma growing stronger, the water lotus can no longer suppress it. This time, the water lotus of the Purifying Spirit has bloomed and borne fruit, and finally consumed all its vitality, allowing the blood miasma to reappear, and soon the monsters in the blood miasma will come out... "
As soon as his words fell, everyone heard a thick and high-pitched roar from the depths of the prison water.
The roar was like a sharp sound wave, which swayed layer by layer. The sea of consciousness of some low-cultivation practitioners was shaken by the sound wave, and they couldn't bear it. The blood-red blood demon was torn into pieces.
"ah-"
There were endless screams.
Wen Qiao held Ning Yuzhou tightly, her white and beautiful face tensed, for fear that he would also fall into the water below, and at the same time threw out the stone golden python whip, rolling up some practitioners who were shaken by the sound waves .
The other cultivators hurriedly pulled up those low-level cultivators who fell down, and sped up to fly out of the prison water.
Roar-
Several roars sounded continuously from the depths of the prison water. The cultivators were so shocked by the sound that their blood surged and their seven orifices bled. debris.
Although their speed was fast, the changes in the prison water lake were too fast. Before they escaped from the prison water lake, the crisis behind them was approaching.
A turbid mist of blood surged from the depths of the prison water.
The turbid blood mist was thicker than the blood miasma, and its aura was extremely evil. When it was about to sweep behind them, the blood mist turned into a huge blood palm and slapped the fleeing practitioners.
Qiao Leshan drew back, summoned a blue thin sword, and slashed at the bloody palm attacking behind him.
The sword light flickered, and the pure aura burst out from the sword chopped the bloody palm into pieces, making it impossible to condense again.
Everyone was overjoyed when they saw this scene, and they couldn't help but think of the spiritual purification technique practiced by the disciples of Feixian Island, so that they have a pure spiritual body.
Qiao Leshan is extremely gifted. It has only been a hundred years since he entered Feixian Island. He has cultivated to the late Yuanzong Realm and is only one step away from Yuanhuang Realm. He can be said to be the most talented person among the younger generation. Venerable Yuan caught his eye and accepted him as his personal disciple.
The pure spiritual body he cultivated is more pure and clean, and it is the nemesis of those evil spirits. The sword in his hand is a heaven-level aura sword, which is oppressive, and it is also the nemesis of these evil spirits.
However, this move angered the monster in the blood-stained ground. It roared and slapped again.
Qiao Leshan's expression didn't change, he jumped up and raised the spiritual light sword in his hand.
When the Lingguang Sword cut off the giant palm, suddenly an arrow carrying the power of the sun went straight towards the depths of the prison water, and the dragging golden sun force broke through the thick blood mist.
There was a sound of puffing, and the scorching sun arrow pierced something, only to hear an invisible scream coming from the blood mist, even the blood mist gathering on the prison water was somewhat deformed, and they stopped chasing them.
Everyone's eyes could not help but fall on the female cultivator standing on the flying sword and holding the bow. When they saw her appearance clearly, they were all a little surprised.
Wen Qiao took the blazing sun bow, pulled her husband up again, and flew desperately towards the water of the prison.
Seeing this, the others hurried to follow them.
When the blood mist caught up again, they finally left Prison Water.
The moment the water vapor receded, the surrounding environment had turned into barren mountains and mountains, and behind him was the veil-like water mist. The place where the water mist gathered was the entrance to the prison water lake.
The disciples of Feixian Island stopped.
Others followed suit.
Qiao Leshan glanced at the entrance of the Prison Water Pond that was hidden by the mist, and quickly asked Su Wangling: "Young Master Su, can the monsters in the bloody land leave the Prison Water Pond?"
"Yes!" Su Wangling's face was extremely pale, but his eyes were so dark that they could not see the bottom, "I suggest that you better set up a formation at the entrance of Prison Water Lake, and then notify the ancestors of Yuandi Realm to come over. The monsters in the ground are no longer something we can deal with."
The Yuan Zongjing practitioners present looked at each other after listening, and then saw the wry smile on the other party's face.
The place where Prison Water Lake is located is already in the depths of the Plain of Heaven, and when those cultivators at the Emperor Yuan Realm rush over, they may have already collapsed here.
Qiao Leshan made a decisive decision: "Immediately arrange the talisman formations around, and it will be a while if you can be sleepy for a while!"
As Qiao Leshan said, he had already led the disciples of Feixian Island to set up a pure spirit formation. This is the unique pure spirit formation of Feixian Island. It has a restraining effect on these evil things and can block one or two.
The disciples of the Tianfu Sect also united and set up an evil-suppressing talisman array at the entrance of Prison Water Lake. Due to the large number of Tianfu Sect disciples present, the evil-suppressing talisman array deployed this time was larger than the previous one at Taniguchi in the Nether Land.
Everyone raced against time to set up the formation, and the other practitioners looked at it, and finally couldn't help but take the opportunity to evacuate, wanting to leave Tianzhiyuan as soon as the blood-stained monster came out, the life and death of other people has nothing to do with them.
When even some cultivators flew towards the opposite direction of Prison Water Ze, they quickly disappeared.
After the disciples of Feixian Island who were setting up the formation found out, they ignored them.
Su Wangling also ignored them. He was supported by the disciples of Linglong Castle and sat aside, with his eyes slightly closed.
There were also several disciples who had good relations with Feixian Island and Linglong Castle and did not leave.
Seeing this, the others hesitated for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Young Master Su, aren't we going to escape?"
A sudden change has taken place in the prison water, and the monsters in the blood-stained ground are about to come out. If they don't escape at this time, are they going to wait here to die
Su Wangling opened his eyes and said calmly: "Escape? I'm afraid I'm going to die here before I escape from the Heavenly Plain. Why don't you let go and trap the monsters in this bloody land first, and then The way to survive. As long as we persist until the ancestors of Yuandi Realm come over, we can all survive."
No one knows better than Su Wangling how many terrifying evil spirits are being suppressed in the Heavenly Plain.
Most of the suppressed runestones are already crumbling, almost unable to suppress the evil spirits inside. Once they are allowed to escape, the entire Tianzhiyuan will be dangerous. Where can they escape? It's better to stay where you are and make arrangements so that you have a safe place to hide.
Therefore, leaving at this time is safer than staying here.
Hearing Su Wangling's words, those practitioners looked at each other again, wondering whether they should believe him or not.
At this moment, those cultivators who had left the Heavenly Plain flew back and shouted in horror: "No, it's not good, there is a sea of blood everywhere over there, and there is no way out..."
The faces of the cultivators present changed slightly, and they flew up and walked forward.
After a while, these people also came back, their faces became extremely ugly, and said: "The outside has indeed turned into a sea of blood, and there are monsters everywhere in the sea of blood, there is no way out."
Su Wangling looked calm, as if not surprised.
In an instant, the scene became quiet and depressing. Everyone's scalp was numb, and there was an illusion of nowhere to escape, and they couldn't help feeling a little desperate.
Tianzhiyuan suddenly became like this, cutting off all their retreats, can they really survive in Tianzhiyuan
"Little Lord!"
A figure flew over from a distance, everyone looked over and found that it was Wu Qijie from Linglong Castle.
Due to the coercion and rejection of Prison Water Ze, Wu Qijie did not enter Prison Water Ze with them before, and stayed outside to wait. However, he didn't expect that Tianzhiyuan would change suddenly.
Worried about Su Wangling's safety, Wu Qijie didn't take the opportunity to leave, but instead came towards Prison Shuize. When he saw Su Wangling surrounded by disciples from Linglong Castle, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that he was safe and sound, Su Wangling breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said, "Senior Brother Wu, you came just in time. If any monsters in the bloody land want to come out of the prison water later, please stop them."
Wu Qijie nodded, took out his big knife, and stood with the knife.
Then, Su Wangling's eyes wandered among the crowd, his eyes slid over Feixian Island and the disciples of Tianfuzong who were trying to set up the formation, and then fell on the busy people not far away.
"Master Ning?" Su Wangling stood up suddenly.
Hearing Su Wangling's voice, everyone turned their heads to look, and saw Ning Yuzhou who was quickly taking out the formation plate and spirit stones from the storage bag not far away, and saw him using the formation plate to form the formation , while filling in the spirit stone, that skillful technique, just like a formation master.
Wen Qiao, Wen Tutu, and Wen Gungun stood by to protect him.
Everyone was a little confused.
Isn't this person an alchemist and a talisman master
For Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou, the practitioners present were very impressed with them—no way, Wen Qiao got three lotus seeds by herself, which has aroused public outrage; The disciples of the famous sects present stood beside him, blocking those practitioners who wanted to snatch their lotus seeds.
When Su Wangling came over, he saw that Ning Yuzhou had already laid out the first layer of formations and was laying out the second layer of nested formations.
As the young master of Linglong Castle, he also has some discernment. When he saw Ning Yuzhou's formation, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "I didn't expect Mr. Ning to be a formation master."
Wen Qiao, the guardian of the law, looked at him silently, thinking proudly: You don't know anything about my husband's ability!
The others also saw Ning Yuzhou's purpose, and were immediately a little embarrassed.
They are trapped in this place now, and they don't know how long they can hold back. If there is a safe formation for them to rest, they will have a little more confidence in the upcoming battle.
When fighting for the lotus seeds of Jingling Water before, I hated it to death, but now I may have to rely on others to save my life, how can I be ashamed
Even those practitioners who were not angry with Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou who got the three lotus seeds of pure water, it is not good to stare at their lotus seeds at this time.
After the disciples of Feixian Island set up the Spirit Purification Formation, they also came over to see Ning Yuzhou's formation.
Qiao Leshan looked at it silently for a while, then suddenly said: "Mr. Ning's formation skills are quite profound."
Qiao Leshui, who stood aside and watched for a while, said stupidly: "I always thought Mr. Ning was an alchemist." Although he claimed to be a talisman master, he always thought that Ning Yuzhou changed his career to become a talisman master halfway through. .
But now, the reality told him that Ning Yuzhou was not only an alchemy master, a talisman master, but also a formation master.
Is this teasing him
But the facts were in front of him, and there was no room for him not to believe it.
Ning Yuzhou was busy setting up a large formation around the surrounding area. This large formation was just like the large formation that they deployed around the clean land when they were fighting those transformed demons in the Secret Realm of Sealing Demons. They needed monsters that could stop the Heavenly Plain At the same time, these practitioners can have a safe place to rest.
After knowing that their retreat was blocked by a sea of blood, Ning Yuzhou knew that there would be a fierce battle.
The disciples of the Tianfuzong also set up the evil-suppressing talisman formation, and they came over one after another. Seeing Ning Yuzhou's formation, some Tianfuzong disciples asked Wang Qunfang in a low voice: "Brother Wang, didn't you say that Mr. Ning knows ancient runes?" You won't lie to us, will you? In fact, he is a magician."
Wang Qunfang said angrily: "How could I joke with you about this kind of thing?"
"Is that true?"
"Of course, Mr. Ning is powerful, how can you and other mortals know?" Wang Qunfang looked like a fan of brains, and could not allow others to question Ning Yuzhou.
The Tianfuzong disciple who was reprimanded by him had no choice but to shut up, while the other Tianfuzong disciples looked at Ning Yuzhou eagerly, and followed him to study the formation he had set up.
Although they are talisman masters, they occasionally need to set up talisman arrays during battles, and they also have a bit of research on the formation method.
It's just that after watching it for a while, they found that the formation formed by Ning Yuzhou was too subtle for them to understand.
When Ning Yuzhou was setting up the formation, the water mist at the entrance of Prison Water Lake suddenly began to change. The water mist that was originally like a veil was stained with a touch of blood.
The blood color was very pale at first, but gradually the entire gauze water mist was completely soaked into blood red.