746. Blood Flood Dragon Transforms into Dragon, Demonic Dragon Spine

"Not good! This beast laid down a Blood Sacrifice Great Array long ago!"

An Upper Earthly Sovereign's expression changed sharply as he shouted.

Given the Holy Demon Palace's strength, it was indeed not worth mentioning.

But formations were precisely the sort of thing that could create miracles and let the weak overcome the strong. Forbidden formations of the blood sacrifice type, especially, were strange and unpredictable, and no one dared treat them lightly.

"Ah! My blood! My blood is rushing out!"

"Help! Someone save me!"

The disciples of the Holy Demon Palace instantly fell into chaos, their shrill screams echoing through the entire canyon.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

They desperately circulated their Spiritual Energy in an attempt to suppress it, but the blood in their bodies seemed to have been seized by an invisible hand. It boiled out of their control, broke through their skin, and turned into streaks of scarlet blood that were drawn by the formation patterns on the ground, surging madly toward the center of the main hall.

"No! These are Soul-Devouring Blood Patterns! It's the Palace Master!" a white-haired steward suddenly screamed in agony, all color draining from his face. "It's Lu Heng, that damned Ancient Blood Flood Dragon! He's sucking our blood!"

"What?!"

The disciples instantly erupted, their original fear turning into bone-deep fury.

"Lu Heng, you old thief! You heartless, vicious beast! We followed you for so many years and risked our lives for you, yet you treat us like this!"

"I won't let you off even as a ghost!"

"Brothers, fight him!"

Curses rose and fell, but their resistance was utterly useless.

The power of the formation patterns grew stronger and stronger. Disciples with slightly weaker cultivation were instantly drained of all the blood in their bodies, turning into shriveled, blackened corpses that slammed