At the bottom of the sea, corpses floated, like swimming creatures on the bottom of the sea, or like living fossils formed by ice. These masters have all been killed.

If there is no need, he really doesn't want to kill these people. If these people can form a team after the aliens arrive, it will be enough for aliens to have a headache unless those masters from the eighth and ninth level of the holy realm are dispatched.

However, letting these people go at this time will probably attract more experts to come here. Ye Xiaofeng has to be careful. In order to allow Bingji Magnolia to grow perfectly, those people can only sacrifice.

Ye Xiaofeng turned his head and looked. At this time, only three of the nine leaves in the center of the Ice Magnolia turned into light blue. It would take six minutes to fully mature at this speed.

"Six minutes! I'm afraid I won't be able to wait." Ye Xiaofeng frowned and said, light burst out from his eyes. Looking around, it seemed that he could see through everything within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

He swung his hands in the void, and with his thoughts as his mind, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged over. As his hands moved, a rune containing the mystery of heaven and earth appeared in the sea water in front of him.

The last stroke of this rune was just finished drawing, and suddenly, a strange force surged into a stream of light and sank into the sea.

Ye Xiaofeng's hands were still stroking, and runes formed one by one, sank into the Ice Magnolia and the sea water around him.

There are eighteen runes in total, each containing strange power, representing different mysteries of heaven and earth. Bingji Magnolia and Ye Xiaofeng disappeared into this sea area, as if they had never appeared.

This is a formation that hides its body and aura. It can only be noticed by a master with a much higher cultivation than Ye Xiaofeng. Others cannot see through it except those who understand the formation.

The hidden Ye Xiaofeng did not stop coming next time. He controlled the bodies of those who had lost their lives and frozen into ice sculptures and arranged them into a large formation.

From the outside, these corpses that have frozen into ice sculptures float on the bottom of the sea in a mess, which actually contains mystery.

This is a terrifying killing formation, called the Tiandu Yin Evil Formation. The formation is arranged by the dead, recalling their disappeared souls and temporarily enclosed them in their bodies. Within an hour, these dead people can exert three times the power before their birth. After combining the formation, they can burst out powerful power. After an hour, all of these people will turn into nothingness, and their souls will fall forever and will never be reborn again.

Generally speaking, once the cultivation reaches a very deep state, you can reverse time and space, change the destiny, and resurrect the dead. However, after using this formation, those people will never have the chance to be resurrected, and their souls will suffer various tortures in Jiuyou. What are the heavenly fire and the star magneto-light, all of which are things that can harm the soul.

Of course, these are legends that people resurrected. From ancient times to the present, there has been basically no strong man with such a method. However, no matter what, this is also a hope for practitioners.

Even if death is a chance to be resurrected.

"Sorry, if the situation was not for the special, I would not have used this vicious formation." Ye Xiaofeng whispered.

A minute later, two rays of light burst out from Ye Xiaofeng's eyes, "Here is here."

There are still five minutes left before the Ice Magnolia matures. As long as Ye Xiaofeng can hold on for five minutes, he will be able to leave with the Ice Magnolia. At that time, the world will allow him to travel.

Swish,,,, the sea water rippled and separated automatically. A famous master appeared here. Some of these masters had a cultivation level of the fifth level of the holy realm, some were at the seventh level of the holy realm, and one was at the eighth level of the holy realm, but it had just broken through to the eighth level of the holy realm.

I don’t know what’s going on. Nowadays, there are few masters in the seventh, eighth and ninth level of the holy realm. I don’t know where they went or what important things to do.

In a blink of an eye, forty masters appeared here. Some masters at the fifth level of the Holy Realm quickly left when they saw the cultivation of those people around them. This is the knowledgeable person. They knew that no matter what happened here, they could not get involved with their cultivation, otherwise they might die.

After practicing for hundreds or thousands of years, they have reached this level. Of course, they will not joke with their lives.

If it is a young man, he might stay here. After all, young people are more curious and they are already past that simple age. Of course they will not interfere in such matters.

Some people arrived and some left. In another minute, more than 60 masters had gathered here. The lowest cultivation level was in the late stage of the sixth level of the holy realm, and most of them had their cultivation level in the middle stage of the seventh level of the holy realm.

"A terrible power! I really don't know how many masters are hidden in China." Looking at so many masters, Ye Xiaofeng sighed.

"What happened just now? How could the eruption of an undersea volcano have such a terrible power."

"Look, there are thirty-eight bodies there, and I don't know what happened."

"I think most of the treasures were born in the volcanoes, otherwise the power of the volcano eruption would not be that great." said one person.

"Oh, we're a step late. It seems that a master has taken away the treasure." Someone sighed and said, his figure flashed and left.

"Divine Palm Zhang He Song, are you still alive?" Suddenly, a loud voice sounded, as if it was a bell.

Ye Xiaofeng looked at it and saw a big man holding a black metal stick in his hand. The big man had a strong body and contained explosive power.

He was staring at an old man in a gray robe. He had long gray-white hair, and his long gray-white hair was tied into a bun, and his back was neatly hung, looking full of energy and majestic.

The most eye-catching thing is his hands, one of which is red, as if it is a red soldering iron, the other is snow-colored, as if it is white porcelain, and like white jade. These hands contain terrifying power.

This person's cultivation level has reached the late stage of the seventh level of the holy realm, and the combat power it bursts out is absolutely terrifying.

"Aren't you not dead?" Zhang Hesong glanced at the man with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It seems that this period of cultivation has greatly improved your cultivation. After finally meeting, we will fight and continue the unsuccessful battle five hundred years ago." The man waved the black metal stick in his hand and said in a muffled voice. His fighting spirit was high. As the metal stick swung, the waves rolled up. From here, you can tell how heavy the metal stick in the other party was.

"Not interested." Zhang Hesong said lightly, then turned his head and ignored the big man.

"No, we must fight." The big man shook his head, full of determination.
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