"Sure enough, is this Yang Zhenyan?" The man seemed to be talking to himself, the man's low voice was somewhat self-deprecating.
"Probably, this is it." A voice that had suppressed its smile floated from behind, bringing up a fluttering corner of the blue brocade robe.
"Find a way to get into the formation."
"I'm afraid, it's not that simple." The woman's voice carried a hint of imperceptible anxiety. In many cases, women's intuition is always much sharper than that of men.
No need to go into details, the man in white did not have too many expression changes on his face. "It depends on manpower," he ordered.
A voice like a clear spring echoed in the valley. The voice was low and charming, as if it was not satisfied with the answer just now.
Just standing there casually, Hua Xing's cold and seductive aura rippled around like a rhythm, and his eyes revealed an arrogant coldness.
Black hair, black eyes, white clothes and jade fan.
The condensed atmosphere made Ren Yipin and Liu Fengqing on the side hold their breaths involuntarily. The air was filled with indescribable solemnity.
Hua Xingxing's expression was extremely indifferent, but what flashed between his cold brows was an irresistible majesty and domineering look.
As the dark emperor of the Proud Kingdom, Flower Astrology has never been a vase-like decoration. Things like momentum are naturally out of the question for Flower Astrology, who was born in the royal family and received an excellent education from the crown prince.
He used iron and steel to conquer the battlefield and dominate the arena. He wiped out all hostile forces and destroyed evil cults several times. His horse's hooves have traveled almost all over the Central Plains. But this time, he will set foot on the battlefield.
On the journey to fight against the legendary ancient killing array...
It's life, it's death...
Who could have predicted the final outcome of life and death?
Hua Xingxing frowned, closed his eyes, and used his mental power to perceive everything around him.
The smell of blood was getting thicker and thicker in the air, making it difficult to breathe. However, there was no sound of any living person in his ears.
If so, who caused this bloody formation? Hua Xingxing hesitated.
Unable to figure it out, Hua Xing didn't think about it at all and stepped forward, only to see Liu Fengqing and Ren Yipin still standing in front of a water pattern barrier.
It was a water pattern barrier made of huge blue waves, as if it were as boundless as the sky. The looming water patterns followed the mist, and the tinkling sound of the spring water was as clear as an oriole. It was as misty as a fantasy, and the blue patterns seemed to be natural.
The screen obscures the scene behind it.
Blood array!
The ancient fierce formation that kills the world and takes people's lives in the blink of an eye - the blood formation!
The blood formation is ever-changing, combining the Five Elements and Bagua with Yin and Yang, and is designed according to the Ziwei Dou Shu. It has been known as the most mysterious formation in the world for a long time.
Suddenly, the sword hanging on Liu Fengqing's waist seemed to be out of control and began to shake violently. Liu Fengqing's expression changed and she stretched out her hand to control the iron sword, but Hua Xingxing gave her a cold look and stopped her.
Liu Fengqing's movements.
"Whoosh——"
"Bang!"
The trembling iron sword detached itself from the buckle on Liu Fengqing's waist, flew out, and plunged straight into the trunk of a tree on the side. After the huge vibration, half of the leaves on the tree fell off.
It is indeed a blood formation!
Liu Fengqing and Ren Yipin couldn't help but feel shocked. They looked at each other and then turned their attention to the man in white next to them.