I thought it was a friendly army, but who knew it was an indiscriminate attack, causing the attacking party to suddenly become confused. The enemy did not kill them, but went to arrest their own slaves. Some of the slaves killed them on the spot. For a moment,
There was chaos everywhere on the battlefield.
Originally, the Beast Control Sect should have been happy when this happened. But before they could be happy for a minute, a new blow came.
There's something wrong with Slave Print too!
Contracts, which fall on individuals, have a quantitative limit. It is related to the strength of the master and the slave, and there are also rules and regulations. What should I do if the quota exceeds what I can afford? Then I will place a slave seal.
Just like Tang Yuzi and Xuan Yao back then.
Master Lansheng gave them the slave mark, which was later forcibly removed by Hu Qing. Later, Master Lansheng was seriously injured and his soul was weak, so the binding force on other slave marks became smaller, and when it reached a certain critical value, it was naturally broken.
The same is true of the situation with the Beast Control Sect now.
Hu Qingzhan's contract made the Yushoumen bald, but the cancellation of the contract had backlash. In addition, with the war going on, the people of the Yushoumen had no time to make up for the constant expenses, plus the huge number of casualties.
The slave mark is not like the death of the contract owner. The slave mark will naturally disappear when the person dies, so countless monsters suddenly become free.
Most of the monsters are not as intelligent as the monsters, and even more irrational. As soon as the slave mark disappears, the suppressed bloodthirsty wildness takes over, challenging everything around them to survive!
Beast tide breaks out.
The situation is completely out of control.
The demon boss had a headache and ordered: "Everyone, ignore everything else, surround the formation, break the formation, break the formation quickly!"
All the demons rushed to where the 1000 formations were, relying on the strength of their numbers to repel the others, and continued bombing, trying to blow through the center of the earth.
The beast-controlling sect is powerless, but they are the biggest target of the monster clan and monsters' rebellion. They are in a hurry to deal with their own rebellion. Some people are reluctant to let go of the indentured slaves they have raised for many years, and want to capture them and contract them again.
There were some successful demons who were re-contracted, but all of them were miserable, but within a few seconds, the contract was broken again.
Wow, so happy.
Hu Qing's thoughts went back and forth: "Play with me when the spring breeze blows and give birth again, I let you grow, I let you grow!"
Finally, all the dark red threads within the field of vision were cut off.
The mysterious pattern above the Royal Beast Gate changed from red to white, as if announcing something.
Hu Qing looked around and felt that there was something more to do.
what is it then?
"I dug it, I dug it!" There was a burst of cheers.
Mr. Weak turned his paper fan, flew to a certain position, and fell into the deep pit created by the explosion. At the bottom of the pit, half a stone chamber was exploded. The floor of the stone chamber was dark, engraved with mysterious formations, and in the middle, a simple-style stone was inlaid.
Astrolabe. On it, the star cluster pattern is dim and only a cluster of star palaces shine.
However, the light was much dimmed at this time.
Mr. Weak asked everyone to move away. The paper fan emitted a faint golden-white light, pulled out a complex seal, and struck it on the astrolabe.
Click, the light on the astrolabe went out, and he was picked up by the fan and fell into the arms of a demon boss behind.
Mr. Weak opened the paper fan, and found that the fan was badly damaged. He felt distressed: "It's ruined. An astrolabe ruined my whole fan." He shook his head repeatedly.
The demon boss immediately said: "Mr. Supply, this astrolabe——"
Mr. Weak turned around and took a look: "It's useless. Let's keep it as a souvenir."
The demon clan leader's face turned green. What are you commemorating? Are you commemorating the pitfalls you fell into in ignorance over the years?
At this time, another position was dug out, and Mr. Weak rushed to perform the same operation.
Sure enough, one slap broke an entire formation and crippled him a hundred and eight times.
After that, he took out a peacock feather fan and fanned himself. His elegant pink shirt turned into black clothes, transforming him into a noble man.
The demon stared at his peacock feather fan and admired it in his heart. Mr. Weak must have expected it, so he made one hundred and eight paper fans.
He also complained, what’s so good about a broken paper fan? It’s not worthy of the Demon Clan’s magnanimity at all. It looks so good now, and it shows the nobility and domineering spirit of our Demon Clan.
When the last astrolabe was revealed, the sky above the Beast Control Sect suddenly turned dark. The original evening was like midnight, the sun, moon and stars were hidden behind the thick clouds, and a dangerous atmosphere filled the surrounding area.
"Fog, it's foggy——"
The turbid mist emerged from the earth, slowly pulling up from the ground like a thick curtain.
The violent beasts were calmed by the mist. Their wild instincts and survival instincts made them immediately extinguish the fire of revenge and flee outwards, scrambling for the first place.
Escape, as far away as possible.
Something terrible is about to break out of the ground.
"Mr. Weak, this is-"
Mr. Weak, who was dressed in black, had a solemn look on his face: "If the formation is destroyed, there will be a backlash. The top priority is to bring down the Tianzhen Pillar and turn this formation into a death formation!"
Upon hearing this, the demons did not dare to slack off at all, and immediately prepared the biggest attack to hit the lonely mountain.
The demons all went to attack the mountain, and the other humans and demons all went to search for the wealth of the Beast Control Gate, which was a vivid interpretation of a robbery.
The master of the Beast Control Sect led his disciples to stop the demons, but of course they couldn't.
His eyes swept across the whole place viciously, and all he could see were broken arms and limbs, bombed-out buildings, and doormen with desperate faces. He looked into the distance and saw a group of fleeing monsters. From all his subordinates,
Fang Hui came to the news that no one still has a demon slave. And the ancestors who are sitting here have already fought against the high-level demons who came secretly, and it is difficult to protect themselves, let alone support them.
The beast control gate is empty.
The tide is over.
Do you really think that the Beast Control Sect is so easy to bully?
A glimmer of blood dripped from the mouth of the Master of the Beast Control Sect, and madness surged from his eyes: Die, let's all die!
He disappeared in a flash, and the next second appeared in a deserted place. A token appeared in his hand. The token flew forward. An entrance suddenly appeared in the originally empty place, and he jumped in.
After a while, there was a crazy shout from inside: "Who did it? Who did this? Ah, ah -"
He came out angrily. Looking inside the empty cave entrance was a mess caused by man-made destruction.
Many dangerous items were originally stored here. Now, not a single one is left.
Who is it? Who is it?
He came to the second place, and as soon as he appeared, he found that the place had been breached. The movement and powerful aura coming from the secret library made him grit his teeth, swallow a mouthful of blood, and leave quickly.
The third, the fourth, the fifth...
How come these people all know the secret of his beast-controlling sect? Who told them?
If he asks, those people will probably be kind enough to explain to him: Oh, it was said by your own members of the Beast Control Sect. Catch two of them and interrogate them, or search for their souls. The senior officials who were backlashed by the contract and stabbed by the contract slaves should not
too much.
The master of the Beast Control Sect vomited out blood, and his mind was a little abnormal. He came to the last place, where the sect-killing formation was sealed and could not be used until the last moment.
When the ancestors of the Beast Control Sect were able to set up large formations to block the secrets of heaven and steal luck, they could also set up other formations with astonishing power.
At the bottom of this secret passage is an invincible killing array, which once activated can reduce the entire beast control sect to nothing, including the people inside.
