Qing Province, Duke Chen's Residence.
The night is like ink, splashing on the stacked pavilions.
A shadow peeled off from the shadow in the corner.
He has no weight and no sound, like a drop of ink falling into an inkstone, blending silently into the deeper darkness.
It is Blood Baleful Intent Hall master, Zhou Tong.
He hovered on the top of a rockery, his gaze penetrated the many courtyard walls and landed on a dry well in the distance.
His breath is more dead than the dry well itself.
Beside the dry well, the figure of Yao Ming slowly emerged.
In his deep-set eye sockets, his spiritual thoughts were like the finest cobwebs, scanning the entire Duke's Residence for the third time.
The soldiers at each post, the priests secretly patrolling, and even the cook taking a nap in the kitchen... everything is within his perception.
"No exception."
Yao Ming makes a judgment in his heart.
The auras of Chen Xiaotian and Li Chun are hundreds of miles away. The strongest ones in the house are just the offerings of a few Earth Realm Middle Stage, like chickens and dogs.
For this day, he lurked in Qing Province for more than ten years, and became a retired old ghost in the eyes of the world from the powerful elder of Demon God Cult.
Prudence has been his creed until now.
After confirming that everything was safe, he no longer hesitated, and his body swayed like a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the dry well.
Under the well, there is a cave.
A deep tunnel leads directly to the ground.
Yao Ming's figure fell rapidly in the darkness, and after a moment, his feet landed lightly.
In front of you is an extremely empty underground cave.
The dome is inlaid with unknown luminous crystals, illuminating the lower part as bright as day.
In the center of the cave, a huge blood-colored magic circle was slowly moving, and countless mysterious runes were flowing on the ground, like living blood-colored meridians.
The majestic, vast energy, full of life and destruction, fills every inch of space.
Just standing here, Yao Ming felt like his soul was trembling with excitement.
Blood Spirit Formation!
"Hahaha... it's finally mine!"
Yao Ming suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and breathed the air here greedily.
He forced himself to calm down, and carefully probed out his spiritual sense again, preparing to analyze the structure of this formation.
However, the moment his spiritual thoughts touched the core rune of Blood Spirit Formation.
Mutation, sudden birth!
Buzz--!
The entire underground cave trembled violently.
The blood-colored runes that were originally flowing slowly seemed to have been injected with life. They suddenly glowed and rolled back crazily, converging on an inconspicuous stone platform in the center of the array.
An aura that was a hundred times more terrifying than all the pressure Yao Ming had felt before combined, slowly woke up from under the stone platform!
"Who... dares to break into... my Duke's Residence forbidden area!"
An old, hoarse voice, as if it had not spoken for hundreds of years, exploded directly in Yao Ming's sea of consciousness.
That voice contained no emotion at all, but it contained a supreme majesty that was enough to freeze the soul.
"Not good!"
Yao Ming's face changed drastically, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
Here... there are actually people!
A terrifying existence that he failed to discover even after three consecutive searches!
Meanwhile, Gloomy Wind Valley.
At the moment when Chen Xiaotian's eyes were about to burst and his mind was lost, the Blood Demon Shadow behind him was penetrated by Blood Pagoda and became unreal.
"Shu Zi, you are looking for death!"
Chen Xiaotian came to his senses instantly, a look of ferocious madness flashed across his face.
He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the illusive demonic shadow.
"Blood Demon Disintegration, God-Burning Strike!"
He actually wanted to burn his roots at all costs and fight Su Yu to the death.
However, at the moment when his momentum reached its peak, he was about to deliver a powerful blow.
Chen Xiaotian's movements suddenly froze.
His face, distorted by madness, was instantly replaced by extreme horror and disbelief.
The momentum that climbed to the top disappeared instantly like a popped balloon.
"No... impossible! How could he wake up?!"
Chen Xiaotian exclaimed, his voice filled with unprecedented fear, as if something far more terrifying than his death in battle had happened in Duke's Residence.
The next moment.
In the stunned eyes of Su Yu.
Duke Chen, who just shouted to fight for his life, made an action that everyone was unexpected.
Escape!
He didn't even look at Su Yu again. He turned around and turned into a streak of bloody light. With a decisive gesture that burned his life, he fled crazily in the direction of Qing Prefecture City!
That speed was more than three times faster than when it came!
"Su Yu! Today is your fortune!!"
The shrill roar was still echoing in the valley, but the person was already hundreds of miles away.
Inside Gloomy Wind Valley, only the Blood Demon Shadow, which slowly dissipated due to the loss of its owner, and... the confused Su Yu were left.
Blood Pagoda behind him slowly disappeared.
Su Yu looked at the direction where Chen Xiaotian disappeared, frowning.
After playing for a long time, all your cards were revealed, including new forms, and you ran away?
Are you still running so easily?
Su Yu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked deeply in the direction of Duke Chen's Residence, and a keen intuition told him that something big was going on over there.
A major event that is countless times more important than his "big trouble".
The corners of his mouth curved into a playful arc.
"It seems... the real show has just begun."
Underground cave.
That old and hoarse voice was like a piece of ten thousand-year-old ice, smashing into Yao Ming's boiling sea of consciousness.
The blood all over his body instantly turned cold.
Someone!
His Earth Realm Ninth Level spiritual thoughts, which he was proud of, scanned them three times like a spider web, but found no Spiritual Qi breath at all!
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Yao Ming shouted sharply, suppressing the shock in his heart.
After all, he is Old Devil who has lived for hundreds of years, and his mind is as strong as Panshi.
However, the next moment.
Click... click...
The rock walls surrounding the cave cracked without warning.
Four stone doors slowly rose, and behind the doors was bottomless darkness.
Ta.
Ta.
Ta.
Uniform footsteps sounded from the four passages at the same time.
Yao Ming's pupils suddenly shrank.
Four figures walked out of the darkness.
They are not living people, but humanoid puppets made of unknown pale white bones and black metal.
Their joints are not connected by flesh and blood, but are pulled by wisps of Blood Spirit Formation formation patterns. There are two points of blue soul fire burning in the eye sockets, without any emotion.
Two of them have mediocre auras, but they stand firmly at Earth Realm Sixth Level.
The other two were taller in stature, their bones were imprinted with dense ancient runes, and the space around them was slightly distorted by the pressure they exuded.
Earth Realm Ninth Level!
Yao Ming almost blurted out a curse word from his heart.
Two Earth Realm Ninth Level puppets!
What kind of handwriting is this?
Chen Family is crazy?
Use this level of combat power to guard a magic circle?
He wasn't given any time to think.
The old voice sounded again, cold and indifferent.