super unscrupulous student

A total of more than 100 masters of the Mahayana stage acted as leaders, leading the masters of the Transcending Tribulation stage to launch an ambush. Zhuo Yifan led Ouyang Qingzhi and stood in front of the altar in the square, thinking.

"Yifan, do you want to take this opportunity to subdue people from these families?" Ouyang Qingzhi said: "This is indeed a good opportunity. These are almost the backbones of major families. You can still speak out, get their allegiance, and get the support of these small families in disguise."

Zhuo Yifan said: "I'll talk about this later, I always feel that there is something wrong with this square."

Ouyang Qingzhi was stunned: "What's wrong, is it because of the force field?"

"This is not true. This is a large formation. It is normal for the force field to be weird." He frowned: "I always feel that this altar is abnormal. Qingzhi, you should stay away from the square now. Find a hiding place as much as possible. I will go up and have a look .”

Zhuo Yifan focused his eyes on the [-]-meter-high platform, thoughtfully.

Ouyang Qingzhi said worriedly: "Be careful."

Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath: "I always feel that things are a bit weird this time. Whether it's a secret explosion or this motley crew, they all give me a sense of conspiracy."

Zhuo Yifan walked towards the altar.

In front of the altar, there is a row of high stone stairs, which are almost 90 degrees, which makes people dizzy.

It is definitely not an easy task for ordinary people to climb up the altar.

But Zhuo Yifan smiled disdainfully, and jumped up, like a dragonfly on the water, rushed up quickly, and soon reached the top, turned over and stood up.

After climbing to the top, Zhuo Yifan's expression changed drastically.

Here, it's blank.

But it is full of large and small ditches.

These ditches formed complex lines, and if viewed from a high altitude, it must be a pattern.

Seeing this and the pattern, Zhuo Yifan's heart sank.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he almost exclaimed in shock.

This is a sacrifice array!

This ditch needs to be filled with flesh and blood.

Originally thought that blood sacrifices would only appear when entering the place of sacrifice.

But Zhuo Yifan did not expect that the Nether City had already begun.

This large formation is exactly the same as the large blood sacrifice formation of the place of sacrifice in the information that Xi Kong gave him. The only difference is that the scale is probably a little smaller.

Blood sacrifice here, for what?

Zhuo Yifan frowned.

"My lord, the western army has entered the city and is coming here, please give instructions."

A master of the Mahayana period rushed over and shouted loudly.

Zhuo Yifan was startled suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Retreat, tell everyone to retreat along the road when we came here. Don't fight here, hurry up!"

The master was stunned: "My lord, don't we want to guard this place?"

"This is a conspiracy. Some people want us to fight here, conduct a blood sacrifice, and evacuate quickly, otherwise it will be too late."

Hearing the word "blood sacrifice", the master trembled all over, and immediately turned around and ran away.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were rippling, his cold eyes were like lightning, and he looked towards the west.

Where, the murderous aura soared to the sky.

Tens of thousands of monks gathered into a torrent, rushing towards this side.

One by one, their eyes were red as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"It turned out that he was bewitched by the mind and only knew about killing blindly. Could it be that Dongfang Liang shot it himself?"

Zhuo Yifan was shocked, and suddenly felt a huge oppressive force rising from the opponent's camp.

The pressure was as great as a stormy sea, completely surpassing the psychedelic beast.

Zhuo Yifan could almost immediately conclude that the host must be Dongfang Liang.

But what puzzled him was that Dongfang Liang didn't launch the blood sacrifice at the sacrificial place, but why was he consuming blood here?

Zhuo Yifan didn't understand Dongfang Liang's intentions, but he knew that Dongfang Liang would never be at ease, and just because of this, he immediately made a decision.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan didn't care about hiding himself, and jumped off the [-]-meter platform.

Under the blessing of gravity, he slammed into the square like a cannonball, and even the whole earth shook.

Zhuo Yifan didn't notice it, he got up and ran away.

Seeing this situation, all the people retreated immediately.

Although they didn't know why, the masters of the Mahayana stage had great trust in Zhuo Yifan, and believed in his words unconditionally.

Immediately, everyone gathered towards Dongfang Avenue and quickly retreated.

They may have mediocre fighting strength, but they will never fall behind when they flee for their lives. They quickly gather together and retreat.

At this moment, the monks of the Great Sect on the Western Avenue had already launched a charge, with killing intent soaring, as if they were about to break through the sky.

However, when they rushed to the square, they were collectively dumbfounded.

A black figure flew into the air, looked at the empty square angrily, and then let out a roar.

"Who, who spoiled this seat's good deeds?"

The face of the man in black was hazy, as if shrouded in mist, making it impossible for people to see his face clearly, but the powerful aura he exuded was suffocating.

The originally planned battle fell through due to lack of opponents, which made him very angry.

He didn't understand why this kind of oolong happened.

Zhuo Yifan led the crowd back and forth, and didn't stop until they were about to reach the city gate.

"My lord, why is this?"

Everyone looked at Zhuo Yifan puzzled.

"I know that everyone has a lot of questions. We were forcibly recruited by the family this time. Everyone understands what happened, but even if we die, we must die with value and dignity, not as victims."

Zhuo Yifan said loudly.

"But what does that have to do with our retreat?"

The masters of the Mahayana period expressed their puzzlement.

"Of course there is. Someone wants two teams to have a bloody battle in the square. How can we let him do that?" Zhuo Yifan sneered: "If you believe in me, listen to me. Although I can't guarantee that I can lead everyone out alive, but We will do our best to protect everyone’s safety.”

Zhuo Yifan has been observing the square with the power of his mind, and seeing the situation over there has strengthened his mind.

Dongfang Liang really wanted to launch a blood sacrifice in the square.

But unfortunately, his wish came true.

Even if he comes here now, if a big battle breaks out here, he won't be able to activate the large sacrifice formation in the square.

It's no wonder Dongfang Liang was annoyed.

For this battle, he even closed the Space Formation, just to allow the two armies to come here safely for the first bloody battle.

But what now?

"Sir, what should I do now?"

A Mahayana master stepped forward and asked.

The man in black said coldly: "All enter the City Lord's Mansion."

Ripples swirled in his eyes, and an inexplicable aura emanated from his body, covering tens of thousands of monks.

Immediately, the red light in the eyes of these monks began to deepen, and each of them rushed towards the square as if they had lost their minds.

Zhuo Yifan's face turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What a ruthless method."

Ouyang Qingzhi asked in amazement: "What's going on? Why can their masters in the Tribulation Period enter the square?"

"That's because he closed the square formation."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words.

"The recent votes are too weak, sad. "