All the defenses in this city have been closed down.
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be secretly surprised, who actually closed down the defense formation of the Netherworld City?
The defensive formation of this Nether City is actually similar to that of Qingtian City, and it is also the true prototype of the Yin-Yang formation that changed the world.
When such a large formation is activated, the entire city can be placed under protection in an instant. Not to mention the real demon, even the heavenly demon can't even think of breaking through.
But now, it is sleeping quietly, like an ancient giant beast.
"Young Master, the city gate is closed and we cannot open it."
Striker returns.
"Go with a thousand more people and push open the city gate."
An explosive order was given.
Another thousand masters galloped out and rushed towards the city gate.
This city gate is very huge, almost the same as Qingtian City.
At this moment, it is tightly closed, like a mountain peak standing in front of you, and hundreds of experts can't push it away.
Another thousand masters came up, including 100 masters from the Mahayana period.
With so many people working together, even if it were a real mountain, it would probably be overturned, but the city gate would not move.
Zhuo Yifan looked secretly amused.
Although this super formation has been closed, the small formation on the city gate still exists, full of the power of rules.
This power of the original rules of the ancient Origin Clan is so magical that it can make cotton heavier than steel, which completely violates the principles of physics.
This door is engraved with the rules and runes of the Source Clan. If it is not cracked, even if the real demon comes, it is probably impossible to push it open with brute force.
An Bao quickly stepped forward, observed it carefully for a while, and then came back and said in An Chen's ear: "There is a restriction on this door. It cannot be opened with force, and a blood sacrifice is required."
Zhuo Yifan didn't expect An Bao to come up with such a solution, and was stunned.
An Chen said disapprovingly: "Then let's do a blood sacrifice. How many people need to be killed?"
An Bao whispered: "At least two thousand people are needed."
An Chen looked at Yin Dang and said calmly: "How about half a family?"
"good."
A single word from Yin Dang could determine the lives of a thousand family monks.
Zhuo Yifan almost jumped up when he saw it.
The upper echelons of these two major families are really nothing. In their eyes, the lives of the people from the lower families are simply worse than ants.
Two thousand lives!
Just kill him in such an understatement.
An Bao waved his hand: "Shoot the people in front!"
brush!
The people around Anchen and Yindang all raised their cold iron long bows and were about to shoot.
The monks who acted as the vanguard suddenly turned pale and despaired.
But they didn't even dare to think of resisting.
Because this is related to the life and death of the entire family.
If you die, you will die. You must not harm the hundreds of millions of people in your family!
"Wait a minute, I have a way to open the city gate."
Zhuo Yifan leaped out and shouted loudly.
At this moment, no matter how prejudiced they were against him, the two thousand monks in front of the city gate all showed moved expressions.
An Chen frowned: "Elder An Yan, this is none of your business, get out of the way."
Zhuo Yifan sneered and said: "There is obviously a way to open the city gate, but we have to use a cruel and evil method like blood sacrifice. Master Anchen, is it that the lives of the monks from your subordinate families are so worthless in your eyes?"
The expressions of all the monks from the subordinate families changed, and their hearts were filled with confusion.
At this moment, Anchen can kill the 2,000 monks in front of him and use them as blood sacrifices to open the city gate. In the future, he will definitely do the same to them.
In the eyes of the eight major families, the lives of these subordinate families are really worse than ants, and they are meant to be sacrificed.
An Chen's eyes were uncertain, and he looked at An Yan and sneered: "Elder An Yan, what a good plan! Do you think that saving the lives of a few ants in this way can bring benefits to yourself? Well, since you said you can open the city
Door, then we will wait and see."
With a wave of his hand, everyone put away their bows and arrows and looked at Zhuo Yifan.
At this moment, even though Anyan still had an annoying aura about him, no one looked at him with disgust anymore.
Zhuo Yifan walked forward easily and stood in front of the city gate.
The 2,000 monks in front of the city gate looked at him gratefully. Although they did not speak, they did not say anything.
Zhuo Yifan went straight to the bottom of the city gate, looked at the runes on it, and showed a pensive expression.
"Sir, this city gate is very heavy. I'm afraid it weighs hundreds of millions of kilograms, and we can't push it open even with our strength. Please don't try too hard."
A monk couldn't help but said.
Zhuo Yifan stretched out his hand to stop him from talking, smiled faintly, and said: "Even if it doesn't work, I will try my best. If I can save your lives, I am lucky. If not, then I can only blame you for your bad luck."
When Zhuo Yifan said this, everyone was even more moved.
An Chen furrowed his brows and snorted coldly: "Madeh, An Yan is really risking his life for his master. He is obviously not sure, but he still pretends to be cool. If he can't open the city gate later, he will give it to him."
I shot him dead too. As a member of the An family, of course I have to make some contribution to the interests of the family."
However, An Bao looked at Zhuo Yifan coldly, with a snake-like light in his eyes, and almost immediately wanted to order an arrow shot.
Zhuo Yifan was of course pretending, but in fact his devil's heart was adjusting and synchronizing from the beginning, simulating the rune rules on the city wall, including of course the runes engraved on the gate.
At this moment, as long as he activates his source power, he can break the magic circle and open the city gate.
But if this seems too relaxed, firstly, it will easily arouse suspicion, and secondly, these subordinate family monks will feel that it is nothing important, and the kindness will not be so heavy.
After thinking for two hours, Zhuo Yifan had not yet made a move.
Everyone couldn't hold their breath.
The two thousand monks who were selected as sacrifices even showed signs of despair.
An Chen couldn't bear it anymore and said loudly: "An Yan, are you wasting everyone's time?"
An Bao said coldly: "How come I don't know when Elder An Yan became the leader of everyone in the formation? Even this elder is helpless, how can you solve it?"
Zhuo Yifan looked at An Bao, rolled his eyes, and said, "Why, Elder An Bao, you don't believe that I can unlock this great formation, or that my formation skills are better than yours?"
An Bao is known as the first formation mage of the An family. This is recognized after countless years of verification.
But Anyan has never had any talent in this area, at least he has never shown it in public.
Of course, An Bao didn't believe that An Yan was a master at this.
If An Yan was a master in this way, I'm afraid he would have shown himself long ago and become the favorite of the family. How could he have tolerated it until now?
"Elder Anyan, this matter is related to the interests of the family. As a direct descendant of the family, you shouldn't want to destroy the interests of the family!" Anbao said coldly.
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly and said disdainfully: "Elder Anbao, you are jealous and inferior. If you can't solve the magic circle yourself, you take it for granted that others can't do it either. This kind of mentality is unacceptable! You have to learn
Elder Xueben, keeping a low profile is the way to go, you know?"
An Bao was furious: "An Yan, are you provoking me?"
Chapter completed!