Both Wang Zhenshou and Zhao Heng knew that this was a life-and-death battle, but they were willing to do their best for the future of Zhenmo Mansion and the safety of Long Yingtian.
The figures of the two people quickly disappeared in the night, leaving only a silence and tense atmosphere. They knew that the road ahead was full of unknowns and dangers, but they were ready to face this fateful challenge.
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It didn't take long, from the moment Ling Xiao was suddenly swept away by the sudden white light, to the moment when his footsteps slowly stopped and the surroundings became quiet, less than a cup of tea had actually passed.
However, this brief moment, to him, seemed to have experienced an adventure that spanned life and death.
He took a breath and slowly glanced around, trying to make sense of this sudden change.
This is a deep valley, tightly surrounded by five strange peaks of different shapes. These peaks are towering and steep, like huge sculptures deliberately carved by heaven and earth, giving off a palpitating sense of oppression.
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Their outlines looked particularly gloomy in the afterglow of the setting sun, like five evil ghosts with teeth and claws, mercilessly shrouding the valley in a gloomy atmosphere.
The mountain peaks are covered with variegated and strange patterns. These patterns are complex and mysterious, some are twisted and winding, or some are hideous and terrifying. They seem to be the embodiment of some ancient power, exuding a chill that makes people unable to look directly.
Every inch of the pattern contains unspeakable weirdness and danger. Even if you look at it from a distance, you can't help but feel a strong fear and uneasiness in your heart, as if you may be attacked by the terrifying power contained in these mountains at any time.
Devoured.
Ling Xiao's face was solemn, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were shining with solemnity and thought. The strange postures of these mountain peaks, as well as the heart-stopping patterns on them, all tell the story of the danger and unusualness here.
"Five Ghosts Bloodthirsty Array!" He murmured to himself, his voice low and firm, and finally read out the name of this ferocious array. As soon as the name came out, he seemed to have touched some kind of dusty memory, and his past experiences were like
Flooded into my heart like a tide.
This formation was strikingly similar to the bloodthirsty formation of the Five Ghosts on the Qilin Continent in his memory. They both had the same vicious reputation and power. However, upon closer inspection, the operation methods of the two and the sacred pattern laws contained in them were different.
They are completely different, as if they are two different evolved forms of the same formation.
Immediately, he suddenly released a powerful and unparalleled spiritual thought. This spiritual thought was like an invisible giant wave, sweeping through the surrounding space in an instant, including every inch of land and every leaf in his perception.
Under the exploration of this spiritual thought, he was surprised to find that there were many masters gathered densely on these five peaks. Their auras may be strong or weak, but without exception they all revealed danger and hostility.
His face instantly turned as cold as frost, and a trace of solemnity and anxiety flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that the gathering of these masters was no accident, but had some ulterior purpose.
He turned around suddenly, facing the direction of Luanmo City, and shouted with all his strength: "Don't come here, Master, this is a trap!" His voice echoed in the valley like thunder, with an unquestionable determination.
and eagerness.
However, what responded to him was a voice with a hint of helplessness and a sigh: "You said it a little too late!" As the voice fell, a figure cut through the sky like a shooting star and landed steadily beside Ling Xiao.
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This figure was none other than Long Yingtian. His face was solemn, and his eyes showed a trace of regret and helplessness. Although he heard Ling Xiao's reminder, what was helpless was that he had already entered the range of the bloodthirsty formation of the five ghosts.
, it’s too late to quit.
The scope of this ferocious formation is really staggering. It covers an area of hundreds of miles, and even a huge city can be easily covered by it.
At this moment, Ling Xiao and Long Yingtian were in the center of this fierce formation, surrounded by thick clouds and strange auras, as if they were in a terrifying world isolated from the rest of the world.
"It turns out that their target is me, not you. You are just bait." Long Yingtian shook his head gently, with a hint of self-deprecation and helplessness in his tone. His eyes stayed on Ling Xiao for a moment, seeming to
Looking for some kind of answer.
When Ling Xiao heard this, a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He slowly shook his head and retorted:
"That's not necessarily the case. I think they most likely want to kill two birds with one stone. It would be best if they could kill both you and me.
After all, you are currently the strongest person in the Demon Suppression House, and your strength and prestige are unmatched by anyone in the house; and I am the most talented person with unlimited potential and a promising future.
If both of us die, the Demon Suppressing Mansion will lose its mainstay, and naturally there will be nothing to worry about."
There was an unquestionable firmness in Ling Xiao's words, and his eyes shone with wisdom, as if he had understood everything. His analysis was clear and logical, making it impossible to refute.
After hearing this, Long Yingtian was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, with a hint of appreciation and admiration in his laughter.
He patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder and said: "Hahaha, boy, I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to analyze the problem so thoroughly. It seems that I, Long Yingtian, can fight side by side with you today.
What a blessing!”
While the two were talking, a man in black robe suddenly appeared on top of a mountain. He was tall, with a cold face, and a pair of deep eyes as bottomless as a cold pool.
"Hun Wujue!" Long Yingtian looked at the black-robed man in front of him, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out. This name is undoubtedly synonymous with the top powerhouse among the Soul Clan. His strength is so strong that even
Long Yingtian didn't dare to underestimate him either.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Hun Wujue's lips, and that smile was full of ridicule and disdain for Long Yingtian.
"Haha, I didn't expect it, Long Yingtian. It's just that you were too impulsive. You actually voluntarily entered the formation we set up for such a boy. Now, you can't escape. Just surrender and be captured. Maybe you can still
I can leave you a whole body."
A trace of anger flashed in Long Yingtian's eyes, but he did not lose his mind. He knew that he was in danger at this moment, and if he was not careful, he might be in danger.
However, he did not take the threat of Hun Wujue to heart, but turned his gaze to the other side. Although there was no one there, Long Yingtian could sense the presence of a strong person.
Their auras are completely different from Hun Wujue, but they also convey danger and hostility.
"People from Zhenhun Mansion, please get out, do you plan to kill me like the Soul Clan?" Long Yingtian's voice was cold and firm, and his eyes penetrated those hidden in the dark like sharp swords.