However, at this moment, Bailimu Qing's voice suddenly stopped.
Bang.
Something suddenly exploded.
Ye Xiyue immediately looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the tombkeeper threw the small ball of light back onto the large ball of light in the middle.
The two collided, and the smaller one exploded instantly. A bloody character flew out and quickly merged into the large light group.
Ye Xiyue's eyebrows skipped a beat.
At this time, she was almost certain that what was inside was the third volume of the Supreme Spirit Art!
But... this was completely different from the two volumes she had previously owned. It exuded a deeply strange and cold atmosphere that made people shudder.
Baili Muqing raised his head and looked at the bloody light group with fascinated eyes.
"God-level magic...this is the real god-level magic..."
At first, he just got a separate character, and he was able to explode with amazing divine power, deceiving everyone and making them think it was a god-level magic formula.
Now this is a complete volume of god-level magic, and I don’t know how powerful it is!
It's a pity... I didn't have the chance to meet him after all.
Thinking of this, the color in Baili Muqing's eyes gradually darkened, leaving only resentment and despair in her heart.
Like a stone dropped into a lake, it creates ripples that quickly subside.
The tombkeeper withdrew his gaze and looked at everyone again, his deep and hoarse voice echoing throughout the hall.
"Now, it's your turn."
…
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yin, who was the first to rush forward, immediately reacted and turned around and ran away without hesitation!
However, as soon as he moved, he found that his feet seemed to be tightly bound by something, making him unable to move.
He looked down and saw a bloody flame suddenly leaping out from under his feet, forming shackles and wrapping around him!
And that bloody flame came from the bloody characters!
Chu Yin was horrified: "There's something wrong with this character!"
Needless to say, everyone present had already noticed this.
Because the same thing is happening under their feet!
When everyone came in before, one after another blood-colored characters on the ground were lit up. They were still excited at that time, thinking that the inheritance left by the god-level powerhouse was within reach, but now they realized that-this was simply the tombkeeper.
A trap laid in advance!
laugh!
laugh!
Balls of bloody flames exploded, transforming into shackles at an astonishing speed, locking everyone in place.
There was a terrible pressure on the shackles, they were as heavy as a stone and extremely cold, but in just a short time, some people's legs were already frozen.
"Use your spiritual power to keep out the cold!"
Lu Xuan made a quick judgment, but even if he did this, it would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, because no one could break free from the shackles.
If this continues, what awaits them is that their spiritual power will be exhausted and they will die on the spot!
The hall fell into chaos, with bloody flames and various spiritual powers intertwining and colliding.
Gradually, some of the weaker ones were unable to resist, and gradually stopped moving. Their bodies were covered with translucent blood-colored ice, and they stood there stiffly, looking extremely weird.
Their consciousness is still awake, but at this moment, they can only watch their vitality being robbed and slipping into the abyss of death little by little.
This process is more frightening and torturous than facing death directly.
The corners of the gravekeeper's lips were raised slightly, as if he was smiling, but the next moment, his smile suddenly froze.
Among the crowd, there was one person whose feet were empty!