The mad dragon of the Dragon King's Palace is alive

Chapter 973 Blood Soul Formation
Will Ye Xiao die here?
No one can answer this question.

However, after seeing the battle between Ye Xiao and Shishen outside the entrance of the Li Family Fairyland at this moment, all the monks who chose to stay in the Li Family Fairyland looked unhappy.

"If I had known today, I would either not take action that day, or if I did, I should kill them all."

"It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world. Otherwise, even if I blew myself up, I would have dragged this kid to my back..."

"What's the point of saying this now? Back then we had a chance to kill him together, but now, in his eyes, we are nothing but ants..."

Not many people cared about the voices of these monks.

Even Li Yuanba, the current head of the Li family, has no energy to take care of other things now.

Just now he was injured by the toxin after Ye Xiao's Heaven's Hate burst, and he cut off his arm decisively. Now he has lost the means to condense the magic seal.

But now, in front of him is Feng Jing who is chasing after him.

This General God of War has not only reached the level of a General, but her strength is absolutely equal to her current cultivation level!

This woman is very smart, and her attack methods can even be said to be cunning!

Holding the Peacock Ling, Feng Jing did not explode the mechanism of the Peacock Ling at all, but urged Qi to wrap it, so that Li Yuanba must always be on guard when the Peacock Ling would burst.

In the process of fighting with others, you need to be distracted and worry about other situations, which is not what anyone wants to encounter, including Li Yuanba.

"The six doors have no grievances with the world of cultivating immortals. I admit that the Li family touched something that shouldn't be done today, but as long as the six doors stop, I can pretend that nothing happened!"

While Feijian blocked Peacock Ling, Li Yuanba's figure quickly retreated, and blood was already flowing down the corner of his mouth.

It is definitely not a comfortable thing to fight against a general who not only has combat power but also has an extraordinary mind.

Now Li Yuanba is extremely uncomfortable.

He is not as strong as Feng Jing in front, and he needs to beware of the Peacock Ling in Feng Jing's hands.

And Feng Jing's cleverness was that she didn't make any rash advances at all, she was using attack after attack to eat away at Li Yuanba!

Each of her attacks can only inflict very little damage on Li Yuanba, but her attack frequency is very fast, and she does not give Li Yuanba a chance to breathe and heal at all.

At this moment, Li Yuanba felt as if everything had been controlled by Feng Jing, and he was just a puppet in Feng Jing's palm.

"Everyone in the Li family deserves to die. The moment you unite with Xia Guo Onmyoji, you will have no way out."

Feng Jing's eyes were cold, she let out a low drink, and the attack frequency increased again.

"There are eight major families in the world of cultivating immortals! There are other seven major families! If the six sects want to destroy the Li family today, the other seven families will definitely unite in the future! It is possible to have the strength to be enemies of seven families at the same time in a short period of time!"

Li Yuanba roared hysterically.

He was already struggling a little, and even his consciousness was a little blurred.

The side effects of the mouthful of blood that spewed out at the beginning have gradually appeared.

His aura began to become less stable, and even in the process of fighting with Feng Jing, his aura was only at the peak of Fenghou when he collided twice...

He is a cultivator, not a warrior. He still fell into a disadvantage against Feng Jing with the strength of being a king, but now his breath is unstable and his cultivation base has regressed.

"At this time, I don't need to worry about a dying person."

Feng Jing was unmoved. While speaking, the energy in his body was urged, and he swung the peacock feather and knocked on the flying sword controlled by Li Yuanba.

Wrapping Peacock Ling with energy, even if Feng Jing faced the three flying swords urged by Li Yuanba at the same time, she would not lose at all.

Immortal cultivators who can't use their hands to condense the dharma seal are already greatly reduced in strength. In addition, Li Yuanba still needs to worry about when the peacock feathers will be activated, so she is not in a hurry now.

It was only a matter of time before Li Yuanba died in her hands.

Compared with this side, she was more worried about Zhuge Xiang's situation.

Not long after Zhuge Xiang moved the Mountain and River Cone, the 81 array flags had all returned to their original appearance and flew back to the Xuanhuo Immortal Venerable.

But the huge ball of light condensed above the city did not dissipate because of this, and even the color of the soul in it gradually became blood red with the passage of time.

The spell in Xuanhuo Immortal Venerable's hand is changing, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and even now his complexion has turned a little red.

The 81 formation flags have all returned to his side, spinning around him rapidly, turning into a spherical cage to protect him.

"Thousand Soul Array! Refining!"

Following the Xuanhuo Xianzun's low shout, in an instant, the huge ball of light shrank suddenly, and a flame like blood rose up from the ball where countless souls condensed.

"what!!!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!!!"

"Help me! Help me! Help me!!!"

Countless howls so shrill as to make one's scalp tingle and hair stand on end continuously came from the burning blood-red sphere, and countless hideous faces appeared around the huge sphere, and countless limbs struggled to escape from it.

However, everything was in vain. The moment the flame burned, the huge sphere was rapidly condensing and shrinking.

Zhuge Xiang frowned slightly, stepped forward quickly, slapped Fu Lingxiang on the back, and sent him to the place where the six-door female heavenly monarchs who had not yet moved in the forest below.

On the cone of mountains and rivers, light flickered, and the icy blue light turned into a long sword in Zhuge Xiang's hands, and chopped towards the burning sphere.

However, this sword Zhuge Xiang cut nothing...

The moment he drew his sword, the sphere condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it had already turned into a bright red blood nucleus the size of a fist.

In this blood core, the voice of crying and begging did not dissipate, but became extremely resentful and cold.

"Why didn't you save me?! Why didn't you save me?!"

"Damn you! You all deserve to die!!!"

"Kill! I want to kill everyone!"

These voices were not loud, but even Zhuge Xiang, who possessed an immortal soul, could only feel a turmoil in his consciousness at this moment.

Even Feng Jing and Li Yuanba, who were still fighting, became dazed the moment these voices came out.

"This is not the Thousand Soul Formation! This is the Blood Soul Formation!!!"

Zhuge Xiang's face was ashen, and in an instant, the light on the mountain and river cone flickered, and he rushed to the bottom with the fastest speed, and took Fu Lingxiang and others and the few people who had just escaped from Tianyahai Pavilion into the mountain and river cone.

"Ye Xiao! Hurry up and settle the battle! If you don't think about it, no one will be able to get away!"

Zhuge Xiang yelled loudly towards the entrance of the fairyland, even forgetting the sound transmission with his spiritual sense.

Blood Soul Formation?

Seeing Zhuge Xiang's flustered appearance, the monks who had not yet left in the fairyland looked blank.

What is this?
They have not heard of it.

However, judging from Zhuge Xiang's expression, they could tell that the array formed by the Xuanhuo Immortal Venerable must be something extraordinary.

Moreover, there is a great possibility that this thing can kill Ye Xiao!

In the fairyland, thousands of monks looked ecstatic!

"Xuanhuo Xianzun has a way to kill Ye Xiao! Everyone! Ye Xiao is going to die here today!!!"

Now they don't have the slightest ability to hurt Ye Xiao, the only thing they can do is to place their hopes on the blood core condensed by the blood soul formation of Xuanhuo Immortal Venerable.

At this moment, Xuanhuo Immortal Venerable's 81 formation flags, which were constantly rotating around him to protect him, also stopped.

The Xuanhuo Xianzun who showed his figure raised his mouth slightly.

At some point, his face had become a little sinister, and a tinge of blood flashed across his eyes.

"Yes, I have a way to kill him, but I still need everyone to help me."

Xuanhuo Xianzun smiled and looked down at the monks with ecstatic faces.

While speaking, he pointed his finger, and the blood core suspended above the sky of the city had appeared in front of the speaking monk in an instant.

"Senior... how can I help you?"

Looking at the bewitching blood core in front of him, the monk's legs trembled unconsciously, and a very stiff smile appeared on his face, looking at the Xuanhuo Immortal Venerable above the sky.

"You shouldn't ask me this, you should ask them."

Xuanhuo Immortal Venerable smiled slightly.

The next moment, countless stern roars came from the blood core, and in an instant, countless bloody hands protruded from the blood core, wrapping the figure of the ancestor-level monk almost in an instant.

puff……

The moment the sound came out, the figure of the cultivator wrapped in countless bloody hands had already turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The moment the blood mist emerged, it was absorbed by the blood core.

These blood mist seem to be a great tonic for the blood core. After the blood mist is absorbed by it, the evil spirit in it becomes more intense, and the hostility also becomes a bit heavier!

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed.

Of the remaining monks counting money in the fairyland, none of them could keep the smile on their faces after learning that Ye Xiao was about to die.

"The carnival has begun."

The corners of Xuanhuo Xianzun's mouth slightly raised, and his hands spread out, as if to embrace the entire sky.

"I've waited too long for this day."

"880 eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty eight souls, I've been waiting so hard..."

"This day, I... finally waited for it!!!"

The voice of Xuanhuo Immortal Venerable was still echoing in the fairyland of the Li family, but the blood core appeared in front of another monk as if it possessed its own consciousness.

Just like when the previous cultivator was swallowed, countless screams and bloody hands devoured the second cultivator.

This person's cultivation level is also at the level of the ancestors, even if he has already taken precautions, he turns into a blood mist in an instant and becomes the nourishment of the blood core!

Until this moment, only a monk looked at the location of the blood river with a suspicious expression on his face.

"There are no spiritual waves erupting... and no souls escaping..."

(End of this chapter)