In the sky above Mass Grave, four scarlet light pillars were like the pillars of the sky, stirring the sky.
That is not only light, but also the Essence Blood and longevity of four living Half Step Organ Refining Realm strong men.
The air no longer flows, but solidifies into a substantial Blood Plasma.
Fang Mo felt his whole body sink, as if he was carrying a Primordial Divine Mountain on his back. Even the Geng Gold Killing Aura in the Lung Palace was suppressed by this filthy force, making it difficult to operate.
"Fang Shizhu, how does this Blood River Great Formation taste?"
Directly to the north, the leader named Blood Monk has a haggard face, and his originally plump skin is now drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the flesh and blood in his body is being devoured by some greedy existence.
But the enthusiasm in his eyes became more intense, like a madman.
"Taste?"
Fang Mo held the knife with one hand, Blood Soul Blade's body trembled violently, and he let out a low cry of thirst for blood.
He licked the rainwater splashing at the corner of his mouth. The rainwater actually smelled of salty blood.
"It tastes good, just perfect for drinking!"
Before he finished speaking, the scorched earth beneath Fang Mo's feet exploded.
His body was like electricity, ignoring the air resistance as thick as a swamp, and his whole body turned into a white-gold stream of light, heading straight towards the due north formation.
This is not only breaking the formation, but also hunting.
"Ten Thousand Terrors Geng Gold Slash!"
There is nothing fancy about this knife.
The divine power of Lung God[Fear Skeleton Dispersing Form God King] was pushed to the extreme. Geng Gold Qi was no longer a scattered Sha Qi, but was compressed into a white line as thin as a hair but indestructible.
Wherever the blade passed, even the space seemed to be cut with a dark crack.
Blood Mist was cut open from the middle, making a crisp sound like tearing cloth.
When Blood Monk looked at the approaching sword light, instead of hiding, he opened his mouth with only his gums remaining, revealing an extremely weird smile.
"Well done!"
He suddenly tore open the monk's robe that had been soaked in blood. On his skinny chest, a ferocious and twisted Runes was carved with black and red Corpse Oil.
That Runes is like a living creature, squirming crazily, sucking out his last life force.
"Body Feeding Demon, Blood Burst!"
Boom--!!!
There was no warning, no scream.
The body of Blood Monk exploded instantly like a blown balloon.
However, the explosion did not produce a shock wave, and the broken bones and flesh in the sky did not fall to the ground. Instead, they quickly gathered in the air and turned into countless barbed Blood-Colored Chains.
This chain is not an entity, but is made of the purest Grievance Qi and dirty blood. It is as fast as lightning and as poisonous as snakes and scorpions.
"Not good!"
Fang Mo's pupils shrank sharply. These lunatics have no thought of living, they are just for the suicide attack at this moment!
He wanted to change his moves, but the castrated Blood Soul Long Saber in his hand was like being chopped into a ball of sticky resin, and he couldn't pull it back for a while.
Wow!
The sound of the chains breaking through the air was like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
Fang Mo only felt his limbs tighten, and the cold and slippery touch instantly spread throughout his body. Several Blood-Colored Chains tightly wrapped around his wrists and ankles, and one even strangled his neck directly.
Zizzizi--
That was the sound of flesh being corroded.
The Bronze Skin Iron Bones that Fang Mo was so proud of was as fragile as tofu in front of this filthy blood. The chains dug into the flesh, and Geng Gold Killing Aura was neutralized by the blood upon contact, making a tooth-searing melting sound.
"Boss!"
"Fang Mo!"
Two exclamations sounded at the same time.
Not far away, the iron Ox Eyes saw that Fang Mo was trapped, and his eyes immediately Crimson were like a mad bull.
He ignored the three Blood Monks in front of him who were struggling desperately, and allowed a Precept Blade to chop on his rock-like back, splashing a string of sparks.
Iron Bull roared, and Cast Iron Great Hammer swept in reverse direction.
That blow was fired with anger, and with a huge force, it directly hit Blood Monk, who was attacking by surprise, so that half of his body collapsed, and the whole person flew out like a broken sack.
But once Blood River Great Formation is turned on, it will never stop unless all life in the array is dead.
When the remaining two Blood Monk saw this, a trace of determination flashed in their eyes.
"For Sacred Object!"
Bang! Bang!
With two muffled sounds, the two Blood Monk also imitated the former and directly detonated their own energy and blood.
The stronger Blood Mist surged up and turned into an insurmountable wall of blood, blocking everyone who wanted to rescue.
"Don't come here!"
Fang Mo gritted his teeth and roared, blue veins popped up on his forehead. He desperately mobilized the energy and blood in his body, trying to break free from this fatal restraint.
But the more he struggled, the tighter the chains became, almost embedded in his bones.
An irresistible force came from the depths of Big Pit, dragging him bit by bit towards the bottomless black hole.
That Big Pit is like a huge open mouth at this moment, waiting for the sacrifice to fall.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The heartbeat at the bottom of the pit sounded like a war drum. Every time it sounded, the chain on Fang Mo tightened a little, and even began to absorb the Essence Blood in his body, transporting it back to the depths of Big Pit along the chain.
"Hahaha! Fang Shizhu, your blood smells so good!"
The old monk sitting cross-legged on the edge of Big Pit, the only surviving Array Eye among Four Great Blood Monks, was greedily breathing the smell of blood in the air at this moment.
He didn't self-destruct, but controlled everything.
"Fang Dashan seized Sacred Object back then and suppressed it here, which ruined our sect's fate for a hundred years. Today, it is only right that the father's debt be paid by the son!"
The old monk formed a seal with his hands, his skinny fingers were so fast that only the shadows remained, and he spat out a series of obscure incantations from his mouth.
"The furnace has been opened and the sacrifices have been returned!"
Buzz!
A strange red light suddenly lit up deep in Big Pit.
The suction force instantly increased tenfold!
Fang Mo's feet plowed two deep ravines on the ground, and the soles of his boots had long been worn through and were dripping with blood.
But he couldn't stop the decline, and half of his body had been pulled to the edge of Big Pit. Under his dangling foot, there were rolling heat waves and deathly darkness.
"Damn..."
Fang Mo flashed a trace of cruelty in his eyes.
Since I can't break free, I'll pull you down too!
He suddenly released his right hand holding the knife, letting Blood Soul Long Saber fall, and grabbed Blood-Colored Chains around his neck with his backhand.
Nine Nether Black Water, start!
Kidney Palace Divine Treasure roared, and an extreme cold force poured into the chain along his palm.
That's Black Water from Yellow Springs, which specializes in conquering the world's filth.
Zhila!
Blood-Colored Chains was frozen and made a crisp sound.
The old monk's expression changed. Apparently he didn't expect Fang Mo to be able to fight back at this time. But he quickly sneered, "Struggle to the death."
He sprayed Essence Blood on Array Disc.
Boom!
An even more violent wave of blood surged out of Big Pit, directly washing away Fang Mo's Black Water, wrapping his whole body, and violently pulling him into the endless Abyss.