Fast, really fast, everything happens in the blink of an eye.
The dark clouds in the sky overhead increasingly covered the sky and the sun.
Winter Melon, who had been waiting quietly, suddenly slapped his little paws towards the center of a brilliant blood-red flower on the ground, and a ray of light flashed into the ground from his paws.
Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard from the ground.
It was as if the depths of the earth were roaring, and something was about to break out of the earth, so deep and heavy.
Along with this roar, the bright red patterned totems covering the entire world began to glow fiercely with colorless light.
Flowers filled with blood bloomed in an instant.
As they bloom, wherever the pattern passes, they all sink.
Just like cutting tofu with a knife, the areas where the patterns were located sank inch by inch, while the areas without patterns remained as quiet as before, without any movement at all.
For a moment, the land here seemed to be divided, and the ground was so weird that it was unimaginable.
"Ah..." A scream came from the castle.
The person with the Blood Emperor was fighting with the Eighteen Heaven-Swallowing Beasts when he accidentally fell into the sinking ground and was strangled in an instant.
Not a trace of residue was exposed.
The seemingly ordinary blood formation is like a greedy glutton. Anyone who falls on the uneven ground will have no chance of escaping from it.
No matter how powerful the fallen Blood Emperor's subordinates are.
No matter what level they are.
Ignore all attacks, ignore all defenses, ignore all attributes, strangle everything, destroy everything, and devour everything.
"Huh?" When the Blood Emperor saw this scene, he raised the corner of his eye slightly.
Yes, yes, this hand is quite beautiful.
It seems that these days, Yaoguang has been in his castle, setting foot everywhere, so he can create such a grand formation with just one move today.
Very good, but that's all.
However, just as the Blood Emperor was doing nothing more than that, the entire water surface of the boiling illusory pool suddenly began to spin rapidly inside.
Faster and faster, faster and faster.
It almost formed like a waterspout, whizzing past, spinning rapidly and boundlessly.
Along with the roaring rotation of the waterspout, the surroundings of the two illusory pools began to make clicking sounds and crisp cracking sounds.
The Blood Emperor, who had his arms folded on his chest, heard this and said,