Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 594 Exposure
The scene was in an unprecedented stalemate.

Although the two culprits who caused this ending had already died on the spot, they still left them with a big problem.A little carelessness may lead to incalculable consequences.

Therefore, the atmosphere between the several parties was very tense and a little embarrassing.Among them, the most embarrassed were the cultivators who were watching the battle. They were all here for the Sword Contest. They originally came here today just to watch the game.

But I didn't expect to be so unlucky to be involved in this matter.

In order to maintain order and guard the formation, the greedy people controlled the monks in each seat from the beginning. They were "protected" by the protective cover in the auditorium and could not move around freely.

To be honest, Ningxia wondered for a moment whether Greedy Wolf had already known about these things, or whether he had already known about today's chaos.So I prepared these protective shields early.

But something doesn't make sense.If it had been known for a long time, why would this blood formation be allowed to be completed?They shouldn't panic and form a defensive formation, but should calmly and confidently make a formation posture.

After all, according to Ningxia's observation, the actions of the Wolf One and the others did not seem to be fake. It really seemed like an emergency response made in a hurry.

Anyway, the audience with the most power and the largest proportion of the audience is now restricted to the audience by the greedy wolf in the name of "protection", and they are all staring nervously at the blood formation in the middle, not for a moment, for fear of missing a little useful. information.

Of course, these people are not all of the same mind.

Some people are very interested in the things in front of them and want to explore the secrets under the blood formation. Most of these people are from aristocratic families.They are naturally very concerned about Xin Mi and the like, and subconsciously begin to calculate the gains and losses.

Some people have indifferent ideas.Anyway, there are so many people here, and the taller ones will bear the burden if something goes wrong, so it's not their turn to take responsibility.So they all stayed here in peace with the idea of ​​watching a good game, looking around and chatting, more leisurely than usual, as if they were out for an outing.

However, more monks were very dissatisfied with being trapped here.They don't want to know about those grievances and secrets at all, they just want to go, get out of here and go back to a safe place.

It's one thing to watch a fight, it's another thing to face the risk head on.Get rid of the skin of that layer of low-level monks, they are ordinary people with ambitions and talents who only care about fame, fortune, wealth, rice, oil and salt.

Only occasionally or at certain times, will they remember a little bit of cultivator nature... For example, coming to watch the sword competition.Perhaps only at these times, when they see those unfamiliar or familiar faces flying around on the platform and fighting endlessly, can they feel the truth of themselves as monks.

In fact, many times, they do not feel the identity of their monks.A lot of people just like this, living their whole lives in a daze on this square inch of land, ordinary and ordinary, without a trace of turbulence.

They can't tell what they're missing.Or are you stubbornly looking for something?It seems to be a deep-rooted obsession lurking in the blood, wanting to break through that barrier and go back to that... back to where?Maybe they can't tell.

The people who were born on this island were trapped on this land for generations like poultry. For generations, it seemed that they were all in this narrow sky, and there was no hope in sight.Maybe...you're almost in despair?
There is no way to do this now.Under the control of others, they can only bite the bullet and stay here and wait for the matter to pass.

The lines of the blood formation circled in the middle became clearer and clearer, exuding an ominous blood-red luster.Obviously it has shed its young and gradually filled up, and I don't know when it will be completely completed and reveal its true face.

The Qiankun Sancai Array, which was placed on the outside to suppress the left and right sides, was finally close to being completed after experiencing a turmoil.Fortunately, the progress was made up before the blood formation, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

However, as the leader of this formation, after going through the chaos just now, and then encouraging him to maintain the formation, and then speeding up the input of spiritual power as if he was dying, Lang Yi also reached the limit.

His spiritual power is about to run out, and only a shallow layer is left.Now this body, which is almost an empty shell, is still maintained by the Nascent Soul cultivator's instinctual absorption of spiritual power.

Therefore, the feeling of Wolf One is really not good, it can even be said that it is very bad.As a Nascent Soul cultivator, what a desperate situation this is, and a feeling of powerlessness.

He also insisted not to show it.After all, it has reached the most critical moment, that is, it is impossible to separate a single thought, as long as there is a little deviation, it may be taken advantage of by the blood formation.

This time he cannot fail.Even if you fight for your life, you must suppress this evil thing!

The blue light of the Sancai Array was lit up along the layers of the formation, just at the moment when the formation was completed...

Wolf Yi's pupils widened, and he seemed to see something incredible.

The formation that was still emitting blue light was stained with a red light as if it was polluted by something.And the dozens of greedy wolf disciples who were in the position of the formation fell down instantly, and when they touched the formation, they turned into blood mist and became the nutrients of the big formation.

The blue light was invaded by blood red every inch, but in the blink of an eye, the Sancai Formation had been assimilated by the unknown blood formation inside, and only the small place where Wolf One was still struggling to support.

"Wang Wu, you, you, you are not him. You are... poof-" Lang Yi is a Daojun of Yuan Ying with a profound cultivation base after all. He burned his source power and escaped from the great formation, and was slammed to the ground.

He spewed out blood from his heart, and his whole body was bloody, and he slumped to the ground, motionless.

He took a quick step away, and the next moment the blood-red light burst into full bloom, occupying the entire formation, completely engulfing the three-talented formation and turning it into a larger blood formation.Then he completely swallowed up the crazy and evil wolf Wu, and turned it into ashes.

The entire pattern is exactly the same as the prototype in the center, just more evil and more powerful.

Everyone present clearly heard Wolf Yi's exhausted cries, and they were stunned when they watched this big reversal scene, and they didn't respond.

Wolf five?My God, that person with his back to this side is Wolf Wu?Ningxia was stunned for a while, as if a basin of cold water had been poured into her, she suddenly woke up.

She is in the position facing the wolf one, and it is also facing away from the "wolf five" position.When he and dozens of disciples were on the field just now, Ningxia didn't see who it was, and looked at the clothes and thought it was a high-level executive among the greedy wolves.

At that time, I was still thinking about how this person was inexplicably familiar... I didn't expect it to be Wolf Five.No, or a fake "Wolf Five"!
This person has been out of the bag since the Sword Discourse Competition, lurking in the greedy wolf, just waiting for this moment to count everyone!

(End of this chapter)