No matter how arrogant Zhuo Yifan is, he dare not say that he can face 11 powerful spiritual masters.
The warrior who fell down let out a scream, but it was silent.
However, no one paid any attention to him. There was only one person in their eyes, and that was Zhuo Yifan.
Killing Zhuo Yifan and becoming a god is their only thought at the moment.
This idea, strengthened by the spiritual master, becomes even more terrifying, indicating that they will not stop until death.
Zhuo Yifan certainly didn't want to get entangled with them.
This sacrificial formation was controlled by the evil god, and deep inside, Zhuo Yifan could only protect himself, unable to awaken anyone at all.
Besides, these are our own people who have been bewitched. How could Zhuo Yifan have the heart to attack them?
This Buzhou Mountain is ten thousand meters high, like a sharp sword pointing straight into the sky. The upper half is completely hidden in the clouds and mist, making it difficult to see the reality clearly.
After being banned from flying, Zhuo Yifan's movements became much slower.
However, the magic of void escape still opened the eyes of these people.
They chased him desperately, but they couldn't even touch the corner of Zhuo Yifan's clothes.
On the contrary, many warriors kept jumping out to attack along the way, and were killed by Zhuo Yifan and the spiritual masters.’
Of course, Zhuo Yifan would not waste it, and directly launched the blood elixir method to refine these dead warriors into blood elixirs.
He did not let go of the warriors who had just died in battle on the way.
This act of directly snatching [food] from the evil gods made the evil gods who had just woken up become furious.
Countless warriors rushed out from the darkness and attacked him.
But Zhuo Yifan's movement skills are so weird and miraculous that they are completely unpredictable, so these people have become his blood pills.
Along the way, Zhuo Yifan collected at least hundreds of blood pills.
This surprised him secretly.
Of course, not all of these people died by his hands, most of them killed each other.
He was about to be absorbed by the sacrifice formation, but Zhuo Yifan stepped in and snatched it away.
"Hahaha, I robbed so much of your food and you were helpless. What kind of god is this? I have never seen such a weak god in my whole life."
Zhuo Yifan was taunting loudly as he ran.
boom!
Suddenly, a ghost warrior appeared in front of him. Leng Sensen's black ghost claw stretched out and grabbed Zhuo Yifan's heart.
Zhuo Yifan's spiritual power was shaken, and a wave of waves was like a physical fist, bombarding his soul consciousness.
The ghost clan was in mid-air, and its eyes had lost its sparkle.
Zhuo Yifan smiled disdainfully and grabbed it with his big hand, intending to condense it into a blood elixir. But at this moment, a sudden change occurred. The ghost clan's eyes, which had already collapsed, suddenly burst into scarlet light, extremely hot.
The hanging ghost claws swung towards Zhuo Yifan's vitals.
This time, I was really caught off guard. Zhuo Yifan was about to use the blood pill method. He didn't expect that the dead would be resurrected. He couldn't dodge in time, but was hit by the sharp claw.
The flames on Zhuo Yifan's body flickered, and the [Undead Zombie Divine Art] and the regular runes appeared together, blocking this sharp grab.
The corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a confident smile.
"So that's it, you really overestimate your capabilities, die!"
With a loud shout, ripples swirled in Zhuo Yifan's eyes, and his spiritual power turned into a torrent and rushed out.
At the same time, he struck out with lightning speed with both hands, piercing the ghost's body.
The ghost's body exploded with a pop, but a ball of red light burst out of his mind, trying to escape.
Wherever Zhuo Yifan would let him succeed, he stretched out his big hand and enveloped him in the net of rules, pinching him hard.
Poof!
The red light was like a small physical animal being crushed and exploded, making a violent sound that shook the surrounding void.
When the flames went out, Zhuo Yifan reached out and grabbed a blood-red gem the size of a finger.
He frowned slightly. Although the gem was small, its shape looked like a miniature heart.
The entire formation trembled, and an inexplicable aura filled the air.
It was like a certain part of the running machinery had malfunctioned and paused.
It was during this brief pause that the overlords with strong spiritual cultivation truly woke up from a dream.
Their faces changed drastically and they were sweating profusely.
"Quick, use this time to rush to the altar, otherwise we will be in trouble when they adjust."
Zhuo Yifan shouted sternly and directly used the power of mind bewitchment.
Everyone woke up from a dream and rushed to the top of the mountain in a hurry.
The warriors who were originally confused suddenly realized at this moment, and each one felt regretful, but they gritted their teeth and stopped fighting, and rushed towards the peak crazily.
Sooner or later, suddenly, a strange wave surged out of the sacrificial formation once again.
Zhuo Yifan shouted loudly: "Everyone keep your mind close to your heart and don't be affected by external things."
A bloody lesson has been learned, and those who wake up will certainly not repeat the same mistakes. Everyone has turned on their spiritual protection.
For example, Xuanyuan Feng carries a lot of psychic armor, and at this moment, he has opened them all regardless of whether they are three or seven.
At this moment, even if another evil god controls the formation and unfolds his own magic circle, don't try to confuse him easily.
Zhuo Yifan was a little shocked.
This strange fluctuation may not seem like anything to ordinary people, but in his eyes, it felt familiar.
This is the prototype of world rules.
Although it is very primitive, very simple, and even rough, there is no doubt that this is the rule of the world.
Zhuo Yifan can be said to have quite a say in the rules of the world.
He traveled through the ancient times of Samsara Planet, but it took him thousands of years to understand these rules.
However, the rules being distributed at this moment can only be said to be a little more advanced than ordinary magic circles, but they are far from comparable to the rules of the world he has seen.
If the rules of the world of Samsara Star are like those of a mature adult, then the rules at this moment are like an embryo that has just been gestated in the mother's body and has not yet developed.
But the essence is the same.
This discovery made Zhuo Yifan feel huge waves in his heart.
It made him eager to go to the top of the mountain to see what kind of existence the so-called gods were.
According to Zhuo Yifan's understanding, the power of these gods is too weak.
Even, it is not as powerful as Overlord.
How is this possible?
"Attention everyone, attack with me."
Zhuo Yifan shouted sharply.
The divine power of the soul turned into an illusory fist, and used the giant fist technique to hit the place where the fluctuation was.
boom!
This silent collision of souls is even more terrifying.
The warriors who got close were torn apart by the storm in an instant, and the void in that place was like a mirror, with cracks cracking and getting bigger and bigger.
At the cracks, the regular runes are constantly evolving and combining, like a fortress, repairing and growing in an instant, becoming complete.
Everyone was in unison and aimed their attacks at the broken place, launching powerful attacks.
The spiritual power bombarded them one after another, obviously not hitting anything, but the whole world, including Buzhou Mountain, was shaking violently, as if it would collapse in the next moment.