Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks, as well as Li Yunbing, Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, Wan Mengmeng... their expressions all changed drastically.
They did not expect that Fang Zhangzhi's plot was so big, he wanted to make the supreme phoenix his pet.
What makes them even more frightened is that today, the entire Baiyu Sect will die!!!
Their only fate is to die, be sacrificed by blood, have their vitality extracted, and dedicate themselves to the original fire of the White Phoenix.
"Everyone, please get on your way!"
Fang Zhangzhi glanced at everyone and said calmly, with a faint smile on his lips.
boom!
All around, bloody formations erupted with a strange red light, a terrifying atmosphere filled the air, and there seemed to be a smell of blood in the air.
The blood sacrifice formation is officially launched.
The monks of the White Feather Sect who were in the formation immediately felt the change.
"Not good! There is a mysterious suction force around me, acting on my body. I feel like I am going to explode!"
"Is this suction force... the Blood Sacrifice Formation?! It makes my blood boil, and I almost burst out of my body. I'm in danger!"
"Damn it! Even if you hold up the Qi shield, you can't stop this terrifying suction force, and your life force is flowing away!"
"Are we... really going to die from this today?!"
Wen Hongyu and other monks from the White Feather Sect were pale, trembling, and extremely desperate. They already had a premonition of death.
The faces of the four girls, Li Yunbing, Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng, were also pale. They bit their lips tightly and their bodies trembled slightly, feeling the passage of life force.
Mo Chuan's expression did not change, and he silently understood the so-called blood sacrifice formation.
"There is something in the body that is being taken away by the blood sacrifice formation!"
"That kind of thing... is the source of my life!!!"
Mo Chuan's thoughts were racing in his mind.
It seems that the vitality mentioned by Fang Zhangzhi is the immortal source of life.
It's all the same thing, just with different names.
"It's just that the blood sacrifice array's utilization efficiency of the life source is indeed as Fang Zhangzhi said. It is only one percent, and the remaining 99% of the life source is dissipated in the process of extraction.
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Mo Chuan felt it carefully for a while and couldn't help but shook his head.
What is the concept of one percent utilization rate?
This means that if a monk has 1 point of life source.
The blood sacrifice formation can only extract 0.01 points of life source.
The remaining 0.99 points of life source will be wasted!
Perhaps in Fang Zhangzhi's view, a utilization rate of one percent is already very high.
After all, Fang Zhangzhi extracts the source of life by himself, and the utilization rate is even lower, only one thousandth!
This means that for 1 point of life source, you can only get 0.001 points!
But for Mo Chuan, the utilization rate of one percent is really pitifully low, too low to bear to look at.
His devouring power is mainly to attack the immortal source of life. He can devour as many immortal sources of life as he has without any waste!
Then.
Mo Chuan looked at the original fire of the white phoenix at the center of the formation, his eyes flickering.
"The Nirvana rebirth of the White Phoenix requires huge vitality support. In other words... it requires a large amount of life source???"
He muttered to himself, looking forward to it.
Fang Zhangzhi only has a 1% utilization rate of the Immortal Source of Life, so collecting the Immortal Source of Life is extremely slow, making it difficult for the White Phoenix to be reborn from nirvana.
But he is different. With the power of devouring, he can completely extract the source of life without wasting a single bit!
The speed of collecting the source of life is a hundred times faster than Fang Zhangzhi!
If he gets the original fire of the white phoenix, can he quickly make the white phoenix reborn from nirvana?!
Just then.
At the center of the formation, the weak original fire of the white phoenix lit up a little.
It's really just a little brighter, insignificant. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to notice this extremely subtle change.
However, it was this extremely subtle change that made Fang Zhangzhi look overjoyed. He looked at Master Xiong and praised:
"As expected of Master Xiong! In just a short time, the original fire of White Phoenix has changed. The utilization rate of the source of life is really beyond my reach!"
"Skills have specializations!" Master Xiong nodded slightly, and couldn't help but show a trace of complacency on his face, saying: "I specialize in formations, so I naturally know how to set up formations to maximize the use of the immortal source of life!"
"Alas, today, my life is at an end!"
At this time, Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.
Their faces were very pale and exuded a rotten atmosphere. It was obvious that they had lost a lot of life and immortality.
After witnessing the horror of the Blood Sacrifice Formation, they were so desperate that they gave up resistance and made plans to die.
However, while waiting for death.
Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks looked at Mo Chuan, with a gloating smile on their pale faces.
"Hahaha, Mo Chuan, didn't you want to kill us before? Didn't you look like you were awesome? Now, you are not able to protect yourself, and you are going to die!"
"Haha, the so-called murderers, people will always kill them, that's it!"
"On the road to hell, with you Mo Chuan by our side, our death will be well deserved!"
Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks felt a lot relieved when they saw that Mo Chuan was also about to be sacrificed with blood.
Although they are bound to die, Mo Chuan cannot avoid the fate of death!
Mo Chuan ignored them and ended up experiencing the blood sacrifice formation.
He turned his eyes and landed on Master Xiong, and slowly said: "If you want to use the formation in front of me, do you have my permission?"
Master Xiong was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Young man, what do you mean by what you just said? I still need your permission to use the formation???"
"Ignorance is really terrible!" Ke Shanshan looked at Mo Chuan, with a hint of sarcasm on her beautiful face, and her mean lips, slightly raised, and said: "Master Xiong is an immortal-level two-star array mage, you are a virtual immortal three-level
Shiqiao, you dare to order Master Xiong?!"
"Is the immortal-level two-star formation mage very strong?" Mo Chuan glanced at Ke Shanshan and said calmly, then looked at Master Xiong and said: "You are right, you do need my consent! Read it!
You have created the Blood Sacrifice Formation, and your talent is good. I will give you a chance to stop the Blood Sacrifice Formation within ten seconds!"
As soon as these words came out.
The hall fell silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"Mo Chuan, are you going crazy because you are about to die? Just say crazy things!" Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks thought Mo Chuan was crazy and laughed from ear to ear.
"Tell me to stop the blood sacrifice formation? Give me a chance?" Master Xiong was a little angry at first, and then felt funny, looking at Mo Chuan as if he were a fool.
"Stupid!!!" Ke Shanshan sneered, looked at Mo Chuan with disdain, and said: "Immortal level two-star array mage, his status is equivalent to that of a super virtual immortal, or even a top virtual immortal, do you think he is strong or not?!
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Fang Zhangzhi glanced at Mo Chuan, shook his head, and looked away.
After all, monks from a remote place like Qian Shengzhou have no idea of the dignity of an immortal-level two-star formation mage.
Even if he is a descendant of the Supreme Elder of Baizhan Palace, even if he is a super virtual immortal, a virtual immortal of Sixty-Eight Bridges, he must be respectful to Master Xiong and not dare to show any slights.
You, a virtual immortal with thirty bridges, how do you get the qualifications to look down on Master Xiong?
"Junior brother..." Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng looked at Mo Chuan with worries on their faces.
What's going on, little junior brother? Are you really driven crazy by the blood sacrifice formation?
Li Yunbing bit her lip gently, with a complicated expression.
"Alas." At this moment, a sigh sounded.
"Ten seconds are up. I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it. That's fine."
Mo Chuan had no expression on his face, he just slowly raised one foot and landed it gently on the ground.
clatter.
It was like a drop of rain falling into the calm lake surface, disturbing everything. The lake surface suddenly rippled and ripples scattered in all directions.
The surrounding bloody formations and the red light emitted were instantly extinguished.
Immediately afterwards, the dense bloody formations disappeared into nothingness.
The entire blood sacrifice formation stopped functioning.
Everyone felt that the terrifying suction power subsided, and their life force stopped flowing.
This sudden scene shocked everyone, leaving them speechless for a long time.
The sarcastic smiles on the faces of Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks suddenly froze.
Ke Shanshan's mean lips were slightly open, and she looked at Mo Chuan in amazement.
Fang Zhangzhi's face was gloomy for a while, then he looked at Master Xiong and asked: "Master Xiong... what's going on?!"
"My blood sacrifice formation was broken by this kid!" Master Xiong said solemnly, looking at Mo Chuan, his arrogant face turned green and white.
He couldn't figure out why Mo Chuan broke the blood sacrifice formation with just one step???
Is there really such a terrifying formation-breaking technique in the world?!
"So, do you still think that the immortal-level two-star formation mage is very strong?"
Mo Chuan glanced at Fang Zhangzhi and Ke Shanshan, said calmly, then raised his feet again, and then gently lowered them.
clatter.
The sound was very soft, but it was like a reminder bell from the underworld, giving people chills.
A large bloody formation suddenly appeared around Master Xiong, surrounding him tightly.
This is... his unique blood sacrifice formation!
"Damn it, how do you know the blood sacrifice formation?!"
Master Xiong sensed that his life force was being drained away by the blood sacrifice formation, his expression changed drastically, and he looked at Mo Chuan in horror.
He hurriedly recited the magic formula, communicated with the blood formation, and wanted to break the blood sacrifice formation.
However, not long after, his expression became even more panicked.
Because, he discovered that the blood sacrifice formation he invented...he couldn't break it?!
Master Xiong immediately understood that Mo Chuan's formation skills were far superior to his.
Otherwise, how could he learn his blood sacrifice formation at a glance?
Otherwise, why could the blood sacrifice formation be used to trap him?
Thinking of this, Master Xiong gave up his resistance, knelt down quickly, looked at Mo Chuan, and kept kowtowing.
"Let... let me out, please, I don't want to die yet!"
"I gave you a chance, but you refused to cherish it."
Mo Chuan shook his head and said, "Goodbye."
The next second.
boom!!!
Under everyone's gaze, Master Xiong's whole body exploded in the Blood Sacrifice Formation, turning into a blood mist, and his soul was also extinguished.