"Not good! The formation is going to explode!"
In the distance, Yang Xiong's eyes were splitting. Although he was frightened by the previous battle, his instincts honed on the battlefield allowed him to react first.
He endured the internal injuries caused by the pressure, held the spear, and roared towards the crazily flashing altar.
However, as soon as he rushed out a few feet, he was severely bounced back by an invisible energy barrier, fell to the ground in a panic, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
The out-of-control Blood Sacrifice Array spontaneously formed an energy barrier that refused to allow any outsiders to approach!
"It's over... we are all going to die here..."
On the other side, Wang Teng, who was paralyzed on the ground, looked at this doomsday-like scene and had completely lost the ability to think. He just repeated these words in despair.
His determination and Wang Teng's cowardice formed an extremely sharp and ironic contrast at this moment.
The screams on the altar are getting weaker and weaker, the bloody light reaching the sky has expanded to its limit, the temperature of the entire underground space is rising sharply, and the breath of destruction permeates every inch of the air.
At this critical moment, Lu Chen, who was kneeling on one knee, used up his last bit of conscious will to raise his right hand, which was bloody and trembling violently due to detonating the saber.
He didn't even have the strength to look back. He just shouted in the direction of Yang Xiong in a voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible:
"The left side... the third rune node... use your strongest penetrating power... to smash it!"
His voice was weak, but every word was clearly transmitted to Yang Xiong's ears.
Yang Xiong There is no doubt!
After witnessing Lu Chen's Gods and Devils-like battle and incredible calculations, Lu Chen's words were already equivalent to absolute truth in his heart!
He jumped up from the ground and frantically poured all the True Qi remaining in his body into the tip of the gun in his hand!
His whole body and the spear seemed to be integrated into one. On the tip of the spear, a point of extremely condensed crimson light suddenly lit up, like a bloody star in the dark night.
Secrets of the battlefield--Armybreaker Crimson Point!
This is his ultimate trick. At the expense of most of his defense, he concentrates all his power on one point and pursues ultimate penetration!
"Break it on me!"
Yang Xiong's eyes widened with anger, and he used all his strength to throw the spear in his hand!
Phew--!
The spear turned into a red stream of light, dragging a long flame tail. Instead of attacking the seemingly indestructible energy barrier, it drew a tricky arc and hit the extremely hidden rune node pointed by Lu Chen on the base of the altar!
Click!
There was a crisp cracking sound.
That rune node shattered!
Like the first domino to fall, the entire Blood Sacrifice Array's originally perfect energy cycle was forcibly interrupted by this sudden blow.
Buzz--
The bloody light that shot up to the sky flickered violently for a few times, letting out a cry that seemed to be unwilling, and finally, like a punctured balloon, it quickly dimmed and extinguished.
The violent energy slowly returned to calm.
The violent tremors of the entire underground dome also stopped.
The crisis is over.
Although the seven or eight sacrifices on the altar were so angry that they were completely unconscious, they still managed to save their lives.
And Lu Chen, who had done all this, could no longer hold on.
The feeling of weakness originating from his origin swallowed him up completely like a tsunami. His body shook violently, his vision went dark, and his consciousness was about to sink into boundless darkness.
But at the last moment before he was completely unconscious, he relied on his abnormally strong willpower to make one last move.
With his bloody right hand, he reached forward with difficulty and pressed it on the already cold corpse not far away, Judge.
His lips moved silently and uttered two words.
"Eat... soul..."
The next moment, a series of cold system prompts flashed across the screen in his mind!
[Ding! It is detected that the host comes into contact with a high-energy demonic life form (Rebirth Hall Judge), and the strength is assessed: half-step Xiantian!]
[The beheading judgment is in progress... the judgment is successful!]
[Congratulations to the host, you successfully killed a powerful enemy in the Xiantian realm and obtained Demon Devil Lifespan: 1200 years!]
[Current Demon Devil Lifespan:0 + 1200 = 1200 years.]
[Current lifespan: 25 years.]
[Ding! Host command detected: Soul Devour!]
[Soul Devour Success! Absorbing the target's remnant soul memory...]
[Warning! A high-level soul restriction has been detected in the target soul and is being forcibly cracked...]
[... Cracked successfully!]
[Obtain key intelligence fragments (1): Rebirth Hall Godslayer plan... The target location is the deepest part of Nanling Prefecture Demon Suppression Division Armory... The ultimate goal is to capture the High Antiquity magic weapon [Godslayer] Broken Halberd...]
[Obtained key intelligence fragments (2): Rebirth Hall Holy Lord's decree... This time Hidden Dragon Trial was used as a guise. The real purpose was to take advantage of the chaos of the trial and use thousands of warriors Essence Blood as a guide to awaken Demon Emperor Egg who was sleeping underground in Hundred Demon Cave...]
The huge and chaotic flow of information, like a torrent bursting from a dam, violently rushed into his mind, which was already on the verge of reaching its limit.
"Uh..."
Lu Chen let out a painful groan, finally lost all consciousness, and his body fell forward softly.
Just when he was about to fall to the ground, a tall figure came like the wind, rushed forward, and held him firmly.
It's Yang Xiong.
He looked at the bloodless Lu Chen in his arms, whose breath was as weak as a gossamer, and whose body was covered in blood. This iron-blooded man who bled without tears on the battlefield, for the first time, his eyes were filled with endless admiration, gratitude, and even... a trace of fanatical worship.
He carefully laid Lu Chen flat on the ground, took off his coat, and gently covered him.
After doing all this, Yang Xiong could no longer hold on and fell to the ground on one knee, and the spear in his hand hit the stone slab with a clang.
His chest heaved violently, and he was breathing heavily. Sweat mixed with blood soaked his whole body.
The feeling of exhaustion from the aftermath of the disaster overwhelmed him like a tide.
And in a corner not far away, Wang Teng was still paralyzed on the ground, his eyes were blank, his face was full of sluggishness and joy of surviving the disaster, and he was muttering something unconsciously.
The crisis is temporarily over.