abnabooks Chapter 588: Turning The Tide (Part 1)
Chapter 588: Turning The Tide (Part 1)
"Elder Oolong has great skills!"
"Everyone, what are you waiting for? Let's help Elder Wulong together!"
Many old men exclaimed and saw the hope of breaking the formation, especially those old men with a good relationship with Oolong, who sacrificed their blood essence and injected them into the formation map.
For a time, the power of the array map increased by 30%!
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
The gust of wind was raging, as fierce as a divine sword, and wherever it passed, the black mist that formed the Youdu Great Array was split piece by piece.
There are more and more cracks in the Youdu Great Array.
"Damn, Oolong, you stubborn old thing, you dare to resist to the end, and when the Witch God Sect takes you down, none of your clansmen will survive."
Outside of the formation, the roar of Saintess Youlan immediately came, and she seemed to be anxious.
Wulong shouted: "Youlan, you are in a hurry, wait for the old man to go out, I want you to look good!"
Before he finished speaking, Oolong's whole body was full of blood and energy, and he forcibly increased the power of the ancient formation map by 30%.
Boom boom boom!
The gust of wind raged, and the Youdu Great Array showed signs of disintegration, and it was about to shatter.
"Damn it! I didn't expect you, an old man, to be struggling to the death. Your ability is indeed extraordinary."
The sneer of the Holy Maiden Youlan came, "Unfortunately, in addition to the Youdu Great Array, the Witch God Sect also has the Ancient Blood Killing Great Array!"
"Everyone listens to the order and starts the ancient blood killing formation!"
Boom boom boom!
Immediately, the blood between heaven and earth rose, and countless evil blood lights shot down from the black mist of the Youdu Great Array, and the Youdu Great Array immediately turned into a bloody hell.
Under the illumination of these evil blood lights, the Youdu Great Array quickly dissipated and dissipated, and a larger array of Oolong's ancient array was formed, covering the world.
Bathed in the light of blood, everyone immediately felt that the blood in the body was showing signs of decay.
The power of the ancient array map that Wulong sacrificed was greatly reduced by 30%, and the power was still dropping rapidly.
"Actually...it's actually the ancient blood killing formation of the Witch God Sect!"
"God is going to kill my witch clan!"
Oolong's face was full of despair. He used all his strength to burn himself, and only then was he able to break through the Youdu Great Array. Unexpectedly, there was an Ancient Blood Killing Array waiting for everyone.
Once trapped by this formation, there will be no way to go to the sky, no way to enter the earth, and finally the blood of the body will be refined into pus and blood.
Moreover, eighty-one blood swords are also incorporated into the ancient blood killing array. These blood swords are extremely powerful, and can easily kill Wu clan powerhouses whose strength is comparable to the middle stage of Jindan. No one can stop the ancient Wu clan. .
"It's over, it's over."
Shi Yue burst into tears, "This is an ancient blood killing formation, and its strength is comparable to that of the Wu clan powerhouses in the middle stage of Jindan. They can't escape. This time we were really caught up in one net."
"Oolong, it's all your fault, why are you going to provoke the Witch God Cult?"
Not only Shi Yue, but when they knew that they were caught in the ancient blood killing array, everyone else panicked.
Meng Wei was unwilling, he flew up, and immediately controlled the force of the gust of wind in the ancient formation map, hitting the ancient blood killing formation.
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
The ancient blood killing formation was attacked by the swallowing wind and roared, but it was not damaged in any way.
This made Meng Hao's liver and gallbladder cold, and there was no hope at all.
"There is no strength comparable to the late Jindan powerhouse, so don't think about breaking the line."
Saintess Youlan's grim voice came, "You only have one choice now, and that is to take it easy and submit to the Witch God Sect."
"Otherwise, when the blood sword is in the air, you will be dead."
Oolong said in a sonorous voice, "Saint Youlan, let this old man submit to the Witch God Sect, go and dream!"
"Even if the old man dies, he will not promise you!"
Saintess Youlan snorted coldly, "You're not afraid of death, aren't the others afraid of death?"
"If you do this, you will only lead the ancient tribes of the Wu tribe to a dead end and to extinction."
"You think that the Witch God Cult is a heresy, and to take refuge in the Witch God Cult is self-destruction, but now you are taking everyone to death, what is the difference between you and us? Even, you are more ruthless than us!"
"You are the sinner of the Wu clan, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame and bear the infamy of the world."
"You wicked girl! When the old man goes out, he will kill you! Pfft!—" The Holy Maiden of Youlan was so angry that Elder Wulong spurted blood.
"Friends of the ancient tribes, do you want Oolong to die with you? You have only one way to go now, and that is to kill Oolong."
The Holy Maiden of Orchid continued to fan the flames.
Shi Qiming's eyes narrowed, and he immediately shouted: "Oolong, don't be obsessed, surrender now, or don't blame the old man for being rude to you."
Immediately afterwards, many old men shouted loudly, persuading Oolong to throw the rat.
Oolong burst into tears, grief-stricken: "God wants me to destroy my witch clan!—"
"Since you are afraid of death, then go."
"I don't care, old man, I don't care."
Oolong was not afraid of death, nor could he bear to take the strong men of the Wu clan to die together, and immediately withdrew the ancient formation map, nine formation bones fell from the sky, and the light quickly dimmed.
Oolong lost all his thoughts, and fell between heaven and earth, as if he was a hundred years old at the snap of his fingers, and the oil was exhausted.
He is not dead, but his heart seems to be dead.
"Father!--"
Wu Shan hugged Oolong in his arms and burst into tears.
Wulong gritted his teeth and said, "My Wushan clan would rather disappear into the river of time than bow to the Witch God Sect."
Mengyao's eyes swept across the various tribes of the ancient Wu clan, with tears streaming down her face and grief: "A group of rabble, a group of pigs and dogs without faith, I have overestimated you."
Saintess Youlan snorted coldly: "Mengqi, this is the end, you still don't want to surrender, do you want to die with Wulong?"
"You should know that the blood of your psychic medium is the most precious blood of my witch clan. If you are willing to return to the witch god religion, your status will be second only to this saint and the leader."
"This Saintess hopes that you will seriously consider it."
Meng Cao regarded death as his home: "The Witch God Sect killed my parents, and I, Meng Cao, and the Witch God Cult are incompatible. Even if I were a ghost, I would never join the Witch God Cult."
"Since you can't take revenge, what's the point of living?"
After finishing speaking, Meng Wei said to Elder Wulong again: "Elder Wulong, on Huangquan Road, you and I will walk together, and you will not be alone."
Wulong also regarded death as his home: "Although we can't see the day when the Witch God Sect is destroyed, my Witch God of War has returned, and he will destroy the Witch God Sect sooner or later."
"Our deaths are meaningful."
Saint Lady Youlan snorted coldly: "Two poor creatures, before dying, actually comforting each other? This saint will make you perfect!"
"Blood sword, come out!"
Before he finished speaking, a blood-colored flying sword flew out from the ancient blood-killing formation and slashed towards Meng Wei.
puff!
Before Meng Hao could react, the cold light pierced through his chest, blood splashed, and his body flew out a hundred feet, falling on top of the blood.
But Mengyao stood up immediately, with blood on her chest, but there was no fear in her eyes: "Youlan, I, Mengyao, set a curse with the spirit medium witch blood today!"
"I curse you, Youlan, your descendants. Men will be slaves from generation to generation, and women will be prostitutes from generation to generation!"
After he finished speaking, Meng Wei ran the cursed magic of the Wu clan, and the blood on his body flew straight into the void, as if it went straight to the sky, and appealed to the sky for his appeal.
"Mengmao! You dare to curse this saint? You go to hell!—"
The Holy Maiden of Youlan was furious and furious. She controlled a blood sword and slammed it directly into Mengyao's chest.
And Meng Hao, who has completed the curse, did not change his face at this moment, and died generously.
Just when the blood sword flew ten feet in front of Meng Wei, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Meng Wei.
I saw the big hand of the coming person, and he captured the blood sword alive.