The ancient killing formation was naturally extremely powerful.
If the power of the ancient killing array is fully revived, not to mention Yutai Mountain, the entire horror of Kunlun will suffer a huge impact.
However, today is different from the past.
Today is not the pre-Qin period.
The ancient killing array cannot exert much power at all, not even one-tenth.
But it is enough to trap and kill Yutai Mountain.
"ah!"
"ah!"
"Help......"
"......don't want!"
The killing array was like a meat grinding machine, killing the monk non-stop.
Even the monsters and geniuses who sat on it suffered a lot of blows, and some of them also died.
The Eight Great Prodigies are better.
But they know that the killing array has no time to take care of them now; once all the other monks are killed, all the power of the killing array will impact them, and they will not be able to escape death.
"Aunt Nalan."
The little girl held Nalanruo's arm.
And Nalanruo was looking at the sun in the sky, which was Ye Fan.
The way out now is for Ye Fan to suppress the strange young people; the other is for the powerful ancient tribes in Kunlun to come together to break the killing formation.
Other than that, there is no good way.
"Ye Fan, look, these people died because of you."
"If you agreed to join our clan or not snatch the leader's throne, I wouldn't be so cruel."
"The cause and effect of these people will all be borne on you. You will be burdened with karma and will not have a good death."
The words of the strange young man were bewitching. Many monks on Yutai Mountain actually believed these words and began to hate Ye Fan.
One person shouted loudly, some even yelled, and some persuaded Ye Fan to surrender or even commit suicide.
"These brainless bastards." The little girl kept stamping her feet angrily.
"Don't worry, they are all weak." Nalan Ruo dismissed them.
A strong person has a strong Taoist heart, how can he be deceived so easily.
The strange young man is still bewitching me, this seems to be some kind of secret technique.
Ye Fan really felt that a mysterious force was gathering towards him. This force could not be explained, but it made him uncomfortable.
Resentment.
A word popped into Ye Fan's mind.
The power of condensed resentment.
"Is this your clan's method?" Ye Fan asked coldly.
"good."
The enchanting young man was very proud.
"My clan has the secret technique of condensing resentment, blessing it on others, and bringing disaster to them."
"It's really weird." Ye Fan couldn't help but admire.
"Ye Fan, the strength of our clan is not what you imagined. It's a pity that you didn't take advantage of the opportunity I gave you just now. It's useless to regret it now."
"You think too much."
Ye Fan's eyes were bright, and a trace of disdain flashed at the corner of his mouth.
I saw Ye Fan's body trembling, strong masculine energy spurting out, and the shadow of the emperor rising.
"There is righteousness in heaven and earth."
"Complexity gives manifolds."
As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable surge of righteousness flowed out.
All resentment was defeated in an instant.
At the same time, Haoran's righteousness permeated the whole place, breaking through the bewitching methods of the strange young man, and all the monks gradually woke up.
"What!"
The strange young man was shocked.
At the same time, Ye Fan had appeared in front of him and slowly pushed out a punch.
Dao Boxing.
Ye Fan has been waiting for this moment for a long time.
The enchanting young man's pupils shrank, but he was not afraid, but rather excited.
"The dark curtain."
Suddenly, a blue-black barrier appeared in front of the strange young man, like an abyss opening out of thin air. It was bottomless and mysterious.