Chapter 507: I moved my hands and feet in the formation
Rong Yueyuan looked pale as he watched the dead souls of the Sharman tribe worshiping the sculptures of their ancestors.
Lan Qianxi still remembered Rong Yueyuan's natal sword. After seeing the long sword like snow, Lan Qianxi really realized that it was not an illusion, but the real fifth elder.
Why did the Fifth Elder come here?
Surprisingly, Lan Qianxi had forgotten the reminder Lingshuo gave her.
"Shark King, wake up." Rong Yueyuan looked at the blood in the Shark King's eyes and was ready to take action at any time.
The Shark King turned to look at Rong Yueyuan aside, his eyes full of vigilance and caution, "Human, why do you want to worship the statue of our ancestors?"
Using this man as a living sacrifice can make the formation more likely to succeed, but this man is too dangerous.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have dragged him to another dimension when he came in.
The Shark King is not confident that he can defeat Rong Yueyuan, but the large formation must be activated.
Rong Yueyuan didn't have the temperament to explain to others, so he said, "Stop, I will help you reincarnate."
"Impossible!" The eyes of the Merman King instantly became gloomy. He spread his arms and spoke sternly, "We are about to have a new life!"
He and his tribe have sacrificed too much for the great formation.
They must be resurrected, the shark clan cannot be destroyed by their own hands!
Rong Yueyuan looked at the stubborn Sharman King and prepared to use force to persuade him.
"Human, I admit that you are very strong." The Shark King looked at Rong Yueyuan with a look full of determination, "But this is the bottom of the sea, the royal city of the Shark clan!"
The moment the Shark King finished speaking, endless seawater surged in from all directions.
Song Yizhi quickly took out the water-proof beads and threw them on Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan reflexively caught the water-proof beads, and the transparent cover covered him.
Song Yizhi, who was so slow, was swept away by the sea water along with her chair. In an instant, she had several mouthfuls of salty sea water in her nose and throat.
Following the principle of staying close, Yuan Xu quickly wrapped himself around Song Yizhi's neck to prevent him from being swept away by the sea water.
As a snake on land, although Yuan Xu likes cold places, he definitely doesn't like the salty sea water. Yuan Xu, whose body was washed away by the sea water, asked Song Yizhi, "Is there something wrong with you?"
The owner of the cat cub and Song Yizhi, it is obvious that Song Yizhi needs to avoid the water drops more!
Why did she give the water repellent beads to the cat's owner?
Before Song Yizhi could answer, Rong Yueyuan teleported over and grabbed Song Yizhi's wrist, then pulled her into the cover to avoid the sea water.
Looking at the wet little girl, Rong Yueyuan sighed inaudibly, and then pinched the dust-removing technique and fell on her body.
Seeing Song Yizhi looking a little embarrassed, Rong Yueyuan tucked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears and asked, "Are you injured anywhere?"
Song Yizhi shook his head, "I'm fine."
Yuan Xu swam over to Song Yizhi and put it on Song Yizhi's shoulders. He sent a message to her and said, "After all, the owner of Mao Zaizi is a great master of overcoming tribulations. If you don't have time to worry about him, you might as well worry about yourself."
I originally thought that the owner of the cat cub was outrageous, but now it seems that Song Yizhi is also outrageous.
Also, if she wasn't outrageous, there wouldn't be a life-or-death contract.
This couple is so matched!
"Am I okay?" Song Yizhi said via voice transmission.
Yuanxu sent a message, "You're fine, I have something to do with the Jade Brocade Snake."
"..." Song Yizhi choked for a while before saying, "Be careful next time."
Yuan Xu was too lazy to talk to her.
Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi were able to escape the impact of the sea water, but others were not so lucky, especially Lan Qianqian, who had been paying attention to Rong Yueyuan.
Lan Qianxi was swept up by the sea water. The water pressure on the seabed made her feel short of breath and tight in the chest, and her internal organs seemed to be under great pressure.
After a period of dizziness, Lan Qianxi felt a dull pain in her back, and then she vomited a mouthful of blood which was washed away by the sea water.
The Shark King didn't give them any time to react, and directly spoke to the dead souls of his tribe, "Do it."
The dead souls of the Shark tribe split up to capture the monks.
Lan Qianqian was grabbed by the arm by a dead soul of the shark race and dragged towards the shark square.
Seeing that all the people who had been sacrificed had arrived, the Shark King turned to look at the sculpture, raised his hands above his head and said piously and stubbornly, "With my soul, I worship my ancestors and pray for blessings..."
As the Shark King spoke, huge changes occurred in the surroundings. A formation filled with blood and light rose from the ground, and the formation enveloped the Shark Square.
The King of the Sharks continued to recite a long sacrificial speech, "The 150th generation clan leader of the Shark clan is willing to sacrifice his soul to resurrect our clan so that the sharks will live forever and continue to have descendants..."
When Rong Yueyuan raised his hand to stop him, Song Yizhi pressed his arm.
"There's no rush." Song Yizhi said.
Since Lan Qianxi is here, why not give her a chance to show herself?
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi hooked her fingers, and after Rong Yueyuan bent down, she said, "I moved my hands and feet at the center of the formation."
Once the formation is in operation, it won't take long for the formation's eyes to be unable to withstand the force and break into pieces. At that time, the entire formation will be self-defeating.
If she hadn't made preparations in advance, how could she have chosen to let Lan Qianxi show it off.
However, the display was fake, she just wanted to see what Lan Qianqian's goal was here, so that Yuan Xu could take action.
Rong Yueyuan suddenly thought of Song Yizhi's approach of moving the stool.
Come to think of it, where she was sitting was the center of the formation.
"Okay." Rong Yueyuan responded.
Except for Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi, the others felt a strange and cold force quickly pouring into their bodies.
That power invaded the body, and their consciousness became increasingly blurred.
Lan Qianxi felt that her consciousness was about to be squeezed out, so she bit the tip of her tongue hard to force herself to wake up.
After her hazy consciousness became clearer, Lan Qianxi activated the power that Lingshuo had left in her body, and then she suddenly broke free from the shackles of the formation.
Lan Qianxi took out a long sword, jumped on her toes, and then charged towards the Shark King.
In an instant, countless dead souls from the Shark tribe rushed over to block Lan Qianqian's path.
Seeing that the soul knife was about to fall on the soul king, Rong Yueyuan took action.
The sword energy flew out, and the soul knife that Lan Qianxi slashed at the dead soul was knocked away.
Lan Qianxi was shaken by the huge force and her arms trembled. She suddenly turned her head and slashed towards the place where the sword energy flew from.
The soul knife was stuck on the ground, and Lan Qianqian, who had no weapon, was attacked by a group of shark dead souls.
Song Yizhi tilted his head and glanced at Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan did not explain.
Although the girl holding the soul knife is very familiar, one's aura cannot be changed.
Yes, Rong Yueyuan recognized it.
He knocked off Lan Qianqian's soul knife. Firstly, he didn't want Lan Qianxi to hurt the dead souls of the Sharian tribe, but secondly... he wanted to kill her with the hands of the dead souls of the Sharian tribe.
The sharp claws of the dead soul stretched out towards Lan Qianxi, and then the corrosive "stab" sound was heard.
The necklace hanging around Lan Qianxi's neck shone brightly, and a white circle covered her body.
The look in Rong Yueyuan's eyes turned cold for a moment.
As a weapon refiner, he could tell at a glance that the magic weapon around Lan Qianqian's neck had a complicated origin.
That magic weapon doesn't look like something from this world.