With firm belief, Zhao Quan has already walked to the side of the altar.

He took out the things he had prepared a long time ago, including but not limited to some talismans and instruments, and placed them in the corresponding positions on the altar in a specific order.

Then, he cut his wrist with a knife, and blood gushed out, flowing slowly on the altar.

The dark red blood is like threads scattered in all directions, connecting those talismans, magic tools, and jade eyes one by one.

If one looked down at the altar from mid-air, one would see—

The lines formed by the blood finally formed a hexagram pattern. The moment the pattern was formed, the blood line suddenly disappeared, as if being sucked into it by the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a strange red light emanated from the altar, bloody and ominous.

The formation is complete.

Master Zhao, who made this formation, is already on the verge of death.

He looked older, with gray hair and goose skin all over his face. He had changed from a hale and hearty old man to a dying one.

Master Zhao lay on the edge of the altar, exhausted his last strength, and laughed loudly:

"Master, the formation is complete!"

After a loud cry, he couldn't move, he could only lie on the spot, breathless, waiting for the next miracle.

Jian Xiao also heard this sentence.

During the fight, she glanced towards the altar, only to see red blood rising from that place, as if surrounding the entire altar.

It was an ominous place, as if one stepped into it, there would be no bones left.

At the same time, Luo Weizhou's face was also full of joy.

Although he was almost useless now, with multiple fractures and injuries on his body, Jian Xiao snatched the long knife in his hand, breaking his right hand tendon.

But he held his breath, and insisted on delaying Jian Xiao, buying time for Zhao Quan.

Finally, the formation was completed, and everything was almost over.

Luo Weizhou gave up resisting, and let Jian Xiao kick him away, and then imitated Master Zhao, lying like a dead fish in the pile of corpses not far away, panting weakly.

"What the hell is this?"

Jian Xiao looked serious.

The formation after Zhao Quan's change, although roughly the same as before, is two completely different things.

The method of breaking the formation that she found before is completely useless.

New formations, new formation eyes, new cracking methods...

It wasn't until this moment that Jian Xiao realized that even though she had drawn so many big boss character cards and inherited all the knowledge and methods of Zhang Daoling, Yuan Tiangang and others, she still couldn't tell what this formation was.

It's evil, disgusting, and exudes a destructive aura.

A bad premonition arose in her heart. If this formation really fulfilled its function, there would be no room for turning back!

To stop!
This was the only thought in Jian Xiao's mind.

Holding the knife, she wanted to rush up and break through the formation as violently as before.

The accident happened at this moment——

In the brand-new six-pointed star formation, a huge suction suddenly appeared, like an irresistible force, overwhelming Jian Xiao.

She couldn't even resist, and was pulled towards the altar by that inexplicable force.

This formation is alive, and it is choosing sacrifices by itself.

Among all the people present, only Jian Xiao has the strongest luck and the most prosperous luck!
Jian Xiao was dragged forward by the suction force for several steps before she managed to stabilize her footsteps. She used the space vortex again, trying to escape from the center of the suction force.

She is sure, as long as she avoids this suction, she will have a chance to escape!

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