Qin Cheng looked calm and spoke lightly.

"yes."

In the spirit ship, several medicine practitioners bowed their hands and flew out suddenly.

"Cross, cross the tribulation realm?"

Seeing several murderous Tribulation Cultivators flying out of the spirit ship, these people were shocked.

Unexpectedly, there were many powerful people who broke into the sect.

But they were still lustful and wanted to scare everyone with the Vampire Sect.

Zhang Chongli sneered and killed one of them with a sword. At this time, it was too late for the remaining few people to run away.

With the gap in realm, there is no need to use poisonous elixirs and poisonous insects. These people soon met the King of Hell.

"Let's speed up and go directly to their island."

Qincheng opened the divine pattern on the ship, and the speed of the spirit ship suddenly increased, and he kept approaching the Vampire Island.

When they were hundreds of miles away, Qin Cheng, Zhang Chongli and others all flew up.

No longer conceal the breath, they directly burst out their own cultivation aura.

More than three hundred monks approached quickly like dark clouds.

Su Wan took two female cultivators of Haoyue Sect and flew behind to press the formation.

"I'll go and see it, too."

Peng Shui's thoughts changed and he followed.

Since Qin Cheng invited him to be the deputy sect leader, he has not looked for him again in the past few days.

This made Peng Shui a little strange. This guy was probably preparing some tricks.

However, hearing that Qin Cheng did not take action this time made Peng Shui feel expectant.

If Zhang Chongli and others perform poorly next time, their value can be improved again and continue to negotiate terms with Qin Cheng.

At this time, the surroundings of the Vampire Sect were very quiet.

There was only one area where mercy and crying kept ringing.

A group of demons gathered around a huge blood-colored formation, chatting and laughing freely.

In this formation that exudes a strange aura, there are male and female monks, both old and young, with thousands of them.

They were trapped in the formation, panicked one by one, some knelt on the ground and kept begging, some cried in despair, and some were desperately bombarded the light curtain of the formation, but they all turned out to be useless.

These demon cultivators outside also ignored these people.

Occasionally, the eyes fell inside, and only the hungry wolf saw the cruelty of sheep.

"Time is up, start the formation."

A white-haired old man with a majestic face fell down and spoke lightly.

He exuded the aura of a decline in the Tribulation Realm. After he fell, all the demon cultivators stopped making noise.

"Yes, the sect leader."

The next moment, a monk bowed his hand and immediately threw out a token.

The blood-red formation in front of everyone instantly appeared, and a series of gray auras continued to surge from the ground below, gradually covering the entire area.

The sound of ghosts crying and howling is constantly, as if countless evil ghosts are flying around along the blood-colored formation.

The monks in the formation seemed to feel something, and they struggled even more violently.

But under the dusty air, they even moved slowly, and soon they all fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Widths of gray-white aura flowed out from them, and rushed into the special alchemy furnace suspended above the formation.


Chapter completed!