I saw that among these bloody whirlpools, bloody stone pillars were swept out.
The blood-colored stone pillar swept out, and immediately plunged heavily into the depths of the ground below, reaching the sky and the earth.
The surface of the blood-colored stone pillars is inlaid with corpses. The corpses looked full of pain before death, as if they had been tortured.
Within thousands of miles around Zhuo Wen and Lianmeng, there were ninety-nine blood-colored stone pillars arranged in a ring, and after these ninety-nine stone pillars were inserted into the ground, strange blood flames spurted out from the tops.
The blood flames became more and more terrifying, and instantly enveloped the entire land covered by the stone pillars.
"Junior brother, be careful!"
At the moment when the blood flames swept over, Lian Meng's pretty face changed slightly, and with a wave of her jade hand, she took off the black and white jade hanging on her chest. Then she saw her jade hand making a seal, and the black and white jade immediately
Blooming in black and white.
Whoosh!
The black and white jade stones soared into the sky, and then turned into black and white double fish connected end to end, constantly rotating, shrouding the heads of Zhuo Wen and Lian Meng, forming a rotating protective shield.
The protective shield formed by the black and white Pisces was extremely tough, and it actually completely blocked the terrifying blood flames surging around it.
"This is the blood-killing formation of the Blood Temple. It is a formation specially used to assassinate the true god level, and the person who presides over this blood-killing formation is at least a one-disaster true god." Lian Meng's beautiful eyes showed a hint of worry.
As soon as Lian Meng finished speaking, the blood flames within the stone pillars and thousands of miles away suddenly became violent, soaring into the sky and scattering the clouds above the nine heavens.
The blood flames intertwined and intertwined into a huge blood-colored "kill" in the sky above the nine heavens.
This extremely bright word "kill" alarmed many monks from surrounding circles.
Not far away from here, Jinghai and Bi Shuang were flying silently. Suddenly, the bloody flames soaring into the sky attracted their attention.
"It's a blood-killing formation..."
Bi Shuang carried Yang Tong's body, turned around and looked at the huge word "kill" formed by blood flames. He shuddered and couldn't help blurting out.
Jinghai frowned slightly, she knew that the Blood Temple should have taken action against Zhuo Wen, but what she didn't expect was that the Blood Temple killers actually directly laid out a blood-killing formation, so mobilized the troops.
After all, the blood-killing formation is a killing formation used to deal with true gods. With this terrifying killing formation, almost no true god can escape from the blood-killing formation.
"Then Zhuowen and Lianmeng are finished." Bi Shuang whispered.
Jinghai clenched her fists, she could care less about Zhuo Wen's life or death, but Lianmeng had a very good relationship with her and had been friends for many years, so she couldn't sit idly by.
"Senior Sister Jinghai, you don't want to help them, do you? Don't take risks. You simply wanted to die in the past. This is the blood killing formation of the Blood Temple. It killed the two true gods of disaster before." Bi Shuang saw it before his eyes.
Jinghai looked hesitant and couldn't help but say.
Jinghai was silent for a moment and said: "Let's take a look at the situation first!"
Bi Shuang wanted to persuade him again, but Jinghai glared at Bi Shuang, who immediately did not dare to speak anymore.
At the same time, the blood-killing formation completely attracted the attention of many monks around, and then silhouettes flew over from nearby.
However, most of the monks did not get too close to the blood-killing formation, but watched from a distance.
Although the Blood Temple's reputation in Taiqing Wonderland is not very good, it is still one of the top twenty powerful temple forces and cannot be offended by ordinary monks.
"The Blood Temple hasn't set up a blood-killing formation for a long time, right? I remember the last time it set up a blood-killing formation, it was to kill a true god who had survived two thunder disasters."
"To be able to allow the Blood Temple to arrange a large bleeding killing array, it is obvious that the person killed this time is at least a true god level being. I just don't know who is so unlucky."
"..."
In the blood flames, figures were flashing one after another. All of these figures were wearing blood robes and large hoods, which completely covered their faces, making it difficult to see their true faces.
Among the black and white Pisces, Zhuo Wen stared at the figures flashing in the blood flames, his eyes shrinking slightly.
He discovered that there were ninety-eight people in blood robes flashing in the blood flames, ninety of whom were late-stage gods and eight who were peak gods.
"Junior Brother Zhuo, there are ninety-nine blood pillars in the blood-killing formation. Each blood pillar represents a killer. Now there are ninety-eight killers. There is one more who is probably the key to maintaining this blood-killing formation.
This person is the most powerful among the ninety-nine killers."
Lianmeng's beautiful eyes were full of worry. She also saw the ninety-eight figures flashing in the blood flames, but she did not see the ninety-ninth figure.
Obviously, the ninety-ninth killer who presided over the bloody killing array was hiding somewhere in the dark.
Zhuo Wen's face was extremely ugly. There were ninety late-stage gods and eight peak-level gods, plus a stronger ninety-ninth killer who had not yet been masked. He knew that this last killer was probably the true god of disaster.
existence of levels.
Such a lineup is far beyond Zhuo Wen's imagination. Even if he and Lian Meng join forces, there is no chance of winning.
"Senior sister, can you contact Master? This blood-killing formation is simply beyond what we can deal with." Zhuo Wen asked in a deep voice.
Lianmeng sighed softly and said: "You also know that Master's way is to let nature take its course. Usually when I look for him, I have to run back to the Morality Hall to find his old man, or I can't even see him, and there is no contact information at all.
"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen looked ugly. Taiqing must have been too casual. He didn't even give his disciples any contact information. If his disciple was assassinated, wouldn't Taiqing not know about it?
"Do you know who we are? We are Taiqing's disciples of the Temple of Moralism. It's better for you, the Blood Temple, to weigh the pros and cons. Do you want to offend our Moral Palace?"
In desperation, Zhuo Wen could only move out of the Temple of Morality and Taiqing, hoping to deter these Blood Temple killers.
"No matter who you are, as long as you are issued a blood killing order, even if you are the King of Heaven, you will be hunted by our Blood Temple until death."
A strong voice came from the top of the blood flame, like countless thunders resounding in the ears of Zhuo Wen and Lian Meng.
Then, a man wearing blood armor and a ferocious mask walked slowly towards the blood flames.
As soon as this person arrived, the ninety-eight people in blood robes around him stopped. They knelt on the ground as if this person was their king and were welcoming this person's arrival.
The aura of the blood-armored man was extremely terrifying. Zhuo Wen estimated that this man was even stronger than the previous Jinghai, which made Zhuo Wen's face look even more ugly.
"Kill them!" The blood-armored man glanced at Zhuo Wen and Lianmeng lightly, and waved his right hand.
Whoosh whoosh!
Immediately, ninety blood-robed men in the late stage of the gods, led by eight blood-robed men at the peak of the gods, stormed out and rushed towards Zhuo Wen and Lianmeng. They all took out blood-colored blood with shining blood in their hands.
dagger.
"Sister, help me defend, I will do the killing!"
Zhuo Wen glanced at Lian Meng beside him, stepped on his right foot, and invisible ripples surged out of his body. The waves spread out under his feet, as if under his feet, everything became the waveless water of an ancient well.
Lianmeng was about to speak, but Zhuo Wen left too fast. She stamped her feet angrily, but she had to obey Zhuo Wen's command. She pointed out her jade hands one after another, and sacrificed the Yang fish in the Yin and Yang Pisces, surrounding Zhuo Wen.
Respond to attacks from the blood-robed men around you at any time.
The first person who came to Zhuo Wen was a blood-robed man at the peak of the gods. When he saw that what he had grabbed was just an ant at the early stage of the gods, his eyes showed contempt. He just made a casual stroke and thrust the dagger into Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen's neck.
It's a pity that what this blood-robed man stabbed was just the afterimage of Zhuo Wen. The moment he reacted, Zhuo Wen slashed out with the divine sword in his right hand, flicking out a sword light that was condensed to the extreme, and this sword light
Or after three levels of Taoist amplification.
Bang!
The blood-robed man reacted extremely quickly, stabbing out the dagger in his right hand and hitting the sword light.
Unfortunately, the moment the dagger hit the sword light, the sword light burst out into an extremely terrifying milky white light, instantly enveloping the man in blood robe.
And this just happened in an instant. The first blood-robed man at the peak of the gods was severely injured by Zhuo Wen because of his carelessness.
Whoosh whoosh!
At the same time, the other seven blood-robed men at the peak of the gods had transformed into seven directions, each using their moves to hit Zhuo Wen. Fortunately, Zhuo Wen was protected by the Yang Fish outside his body. With a groan, he immediately retreated with the help of reverse thrust.
The direction Zhuo Wen was retreating towards was the ninety blood-robed men in the late stages of the gods behind the seven peak gods.
When the seven blood-robed men at the peak of the gods were about to catch up, Zhuo Wen slashed out with the divine sword in his right hand and used the first style of the "Swordsmanship of Destroying the Way" to pierce the thorns.
At the moment when the sword was struck, wisps of ripples of purple spirit emerged from Zhuo Wen's body. These ripples of purple spirit condensed into Zhuo Wen's sword, making the sword's power reach the most powerful moment in history.
"The power of the fourth level of Taoism?"
Above the blood flames, the man in blood armor saw the purple meaning in the sword at a glance, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
The sword pierced the thorns blessed by the fourth level of Taoism was extremely powerful. Countless thorns carried the fierce sword intention and continued to rotate in a spiral shape, directly blocking the path of the seven blood-robed men at the peak of the gods.
"The sword light appears!"
Behind the seven blood-robed men at the peak of the gods, Zhuo Wen suddenly slashed at the ninety blood-robed men at the late stage of the gods behind him. At this moment, he slashed out several sword rays in succession.
The moment these sword lights were slashed, a terrifying white light erupted, enveloping the more than twenty blood-robed men in the late stage of the gods at the front.
Whoosh whoosh!
At the moment when he slashed out the sword, Zhuo Wen also had a free period. The remaining sixty or so late-god blood-robed men who were not dead wrapped Zhuo Wen in one after another and blasted out with their own means.
Suddenly, a crackling and muffled sound could be heard all over Zhuo Wen.
Even though Zhuo Wen was protected by the Yang Fish, he couldn't help but feel the energy and blood boiling all over his body and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Junior brother..." Lian Meng couldn't help but whisper worriedly.