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Chapter 927

Chapter 927

"But you are not satisfied. You want to die. I can only do what you want."

The long-haired old man bit the tip of his tongue and blood sprayed out.

The vines absorb blood, merge with each other, and intertwine with each other.

It is obviously a real thing, but the moment the roots, branches and leaves touch, a transparent light mask rises into the sky.

I am inside the formation, and the six guardians are outside the formation.

It's not that I don't want to escape, it's that I have nowhere to escape.

The smoke was thick, and the sky was full of verdant green vine leaves flying in the air.

I immediately made a hand gesture and set up a small defensive formation to protect my whole body.

"呲呲呲."

The vine leaves emitted light and suddenly turned into small black snakes.

They bite at the defensive formations I have set up, and they come in an endless stream.

The long-haired old man laughed and said: "The snake takes root, endlessly."

"If they don't enter the soil and absorb blood, they are dead."

"Once a killing formation is formed, unless you can forcefully break the formation, there will be no way to survive."

I was too lazy to talk nonsense, so I spread my mind and tried hard to find the formation.

As long as it is a formation, it must be activated with the help of the formation eyes.

Killing formation, illusion formation, and confusion formation are all like this.

"Don't waste your efforts. If the formation is so easy for you to find, how can it be regarded as the Taoist's trump card?" The long-haired old man sat cross-legged and said mockingly: "After running for a long distance, your breath is very unstable, and the spirit in your body is very unstable.

Most of the energy is consumed, and there is no time to replenish and recover."

"Coupled with the continuous consumption of the killing array, the moment your cultivation level drops to the sixteenth level of force, it will be your death."

"No one can save you."

The sleeping monster said with a complicated expression: "You, the last time we fought, you showed mercy and said that we were destined to be together."

"I wonder where this fate comes from?"

"As a Taoist, I can't repay you, I feel ashamed."

He lowered his head in annoyance and said: "You kid, can't you be more honest? Why do you have to break China's rules?"

"Also, what are you doing to steal soul blood? That thing can't be integrated into luck."

I didn't answer, because at this moment, in this situation, it would be useless to say more.

The sleeping monster is a keeper of the law, and I am a criminal in their eyes.

Our positions are different, and speaking out about the so-called fate will only hurt Xie Mao Mao.

"I have never owed anyone a favor in my life, and you are the only one." Sleeping Monster walked back and forth, hesitating and saying: "In this way, I will tell you how we found you, so that you can die in peace and owe nothing to us.

what do you think?"

The long-haired old man scolded: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

The old sleeping monster retorted: "One code will be treated as one code, if the favor between labor and management is not returned, and the state of mind is damaged, how can we fulfill the way of heaven?"

"Don't be so selfish as a human being, just focus on yourself and not care about others."

"Last time I was lucky and saved you from disaster. This is always a fact, right?"

The long-haired old man snorted and didn't argue anymore.

The old man sleeping asked the other four: "What do you say?"

The four people made eye contact, and one of them, a dark-faced old woman, immediately said: "With the Soaring Snake Formation around, it will be difficult for him to fly. This request is not too much."

Sleeping Monster proudly said: "Hey, five votes to one, don't say I made the decision privately."

With that said, he approached the formation, scratched his head and explained in embarrassment: "I exchanged palms with you, and I took the opportunity to leave the "soul" of the Taoist who specializes in tracking the enemy in your palm."

"This thing has no spiritual power fluctuations and will disappear immediately after entering the body."

"Only if you smear the essence and blood on the palm of your hand, and then use your cultivation to gradually sense the pressure, can it appear."

"No, I'm sorry. You were kind to me, but I was mean and shameless."

As he spoke, he stepped back, sighing, feeling ashamed.


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