With the instigation of the leader, the people on both sides suddenly became tense, and countless spiritual lights flew out in the formation, turning into terrifying energy around them. Spiritual weapons and magic weapons were sent out, turning into flowing lights around them.

Liu Muqing looked at the opposite side and found that the group of demonic monks on the opposite side were not panicked at all in the face of the impact of the hundreds of people. They were all solemn, with blood-colored light lingering around them, setting them up very strangely.

"It seems that these people will find it difficult to break through this formation. It seems that they have to use their real cultivation to create the formation in a while. Now the people of the Demonic Dao don't care about this place. After they have dealt with the imperial capital, they will inevitably clean up the cultivators here!" Liu Muqing hid behind the formation and thought secretly in his heart.

Now that the two sides are facing each other, although Liu Muqing has the advantage in numbers, due to the scattered personnel and the uneven strength, even if a formation is formed, it is difficult to maintain. On the other hand, the demon cultivators only need to wait for the effort to block these.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of talismans were sacrificed and refined, and turned into magic and threw them at the demon monks. Ice, flames, and countless spells of thunder fell as if they were not worth it, hitting the blood-red formation, shaking them constantly.

Talisman is one of the life-saving items for monks. Although it is a disposable consumable, because of its great power, it is easy to carry and can reach out to the monks. Even if they meet a monk who is one or two levels higher than themselves, as long as they have a large number of talismans in their hands, the other party will still be smashed to the head-to-head rat string, without any chance of resistance.

These hundreds of talismans were like grenades, constantly producing massive explosions, surging flames kept burning, endless thunder and lightning kept falling, and even stones burning with raging fire fell from the sky, as if the end of the world was coming.

"drink!"

Immediately afterwards, a loud shout suddenly came from the blood-red formation opposite. The blood-red light flowed like blood and gradually formed a shield, blocking all the energy explosion outside outside, without any swaying.

"Well!"

As the blood-colored array changed, countless blood-colored energy continued to condense from all directions, gradually surrounding the army of fleeing monks on the other side. At first, there was no feeling, but as the battle escalated, someone soon discovered that they had fallen into the other party's formation without realizing it. Thinking of this, they couldn't help but panic. The already extremely loose formation was about to disperse at this moment.

"It's now, kill!"

A huge roar suddenly sounded in the magic array, and then a blood-red sword light flew from the opposite side, and was constantly absorbing the blood-red light around.

"Puff!"

After the blood-red sword light condensed many spiritual lights, it actually rushed into the army of fleeing monks. After a sword swing, countless monks with low cultivation were killed. At the stall where they were killed, the blood-colored flying sword flashed, absorbing all their blood, and instantly turned into a shriveled corpse.

"Ah...Run quickly...They came here..."

I don’t know who shouted, and the entire army of escaped monks suddenly scattered. Countless people controlled the spiritual lights and activated the secret method to turn into a series of spiritual lights to escape in all directions. However, when they hit the blood-colored spiritual jade, they still couldn’t help but stop, as if they were hitting a wall.

Liu Muqing originally thought that these people could last for a while so that they could consume the opponent's strength and then take action by themselves. In that case, they should be able to break through the siege without being killed. But what he didn't expect was that after only one meeting, they retreated completely, turned into streams of light and scattered, which made people feel helpless.

At this point, Liu Muqing could not count on them. He looked at the blood-colored formation, found a weak point of the other party, and rushed towards that direction with his control of the spiritual light.

When the two fought together, the blood-colored formation became different. It kept absorbing the blood of the dead cultivators to increase the strength of the formation and add power to the cultivators in the formation, making them more heroic when they faced the enemy. This increase and decrease made the cultivators even more at a disadvantage.

Suddenly two rays of light shone out in the red fog. One sword was strangely shaped like a snake, and the other was a black wind bag. As soon as these two spiritual weapons flew out, they accurately hit Liu Muqing, one in front and one behind, and were die-cut.

Liu Muqing looked at it and didn't care much about it. A monk who just used spiritual weapons to survive was only at the foundation-building stage. It was simply a delusion to deal with himself. He could crush these two spiritual weapons with his hands, but he was not going to do this. The consequences of doing that would easily attract masters in the formation, which was not a wise choice.

Liu Muqing casually sacrificed a snatched jade flute, turned into a spiritual light to meet the long sword, and fought with it. Then he slapped the storage bag to sacrifice a talisman, but it was his own talisman of his own heart-setting fan. The treasure light flashed and appeared in the void.

In the red mist, two evil-looking monks hid in it, constantly directing their spiritual weapons to attack the other party. They were about to break through several times and were about to pierce into the other party's body. However, they were flexibly avoided by the other party, which made people quite unwilling to accept it.

"Senior brother, this person is a bit difficult. If I meet him alone, it will be difficult. Fortunately, you are still by your side!"

"Haha, no matter how powerful it is, it may escape the pursuit of our brothers. He is already at the end of his strength. Let's work harder. This kid should have something to do with it. Killing him is ours!"

With the encouragement of the senior brother, the junior brother couldn't help but work harder. He used his spiritual skill to move out and controlled his spiritual weapon a little faster. However, they did not notice that as they pressed step by step, the man in front of him kept approaching the edge of the formation, and it was also the weakest place in the formation, and there was a cultivator in the Dan Condensation Stage guarding it.

Liu Muqing had been calculating the distance between each other. When he saw that the distance was almost the same, he raised his hand suddenly, and the two spiritual weapons exploded. Such a small explosion was not eye-catching in the sky today. However, when the explosion dust was extinguished, what was surprising was that the two hiding in the red fog died, and their death was a bit miserable, and they seemed to be slapped to death by a palm.

After slapping the two small foundation-building cultivators with one palm, Liu Muqing turned into a dazzling light and rushed to the edge of the formation. He never hid his cultivation anymore. The unique spiritual pressure of the Jindan monk pressed towards the other party without any scruples.

The one who guards the Dan Condensation Cultivator is a monk. Although he has the protection of the formation and has many bonuses, it is still impossible to let him deal with a Jindan Cultivator, especially the other party is a strong figure in the Four Domain Competition, which is even more impossible.

A colorful light flashed out in the air. Liu Muqing waved his palms and hit the edge of the formation. With just one palm, he shocked the Dan Condensation Cultivator who was hidden inside to death, and at the same time caused considerable damage to the entire formation.

The person who presided over the formation was an old man in the middle stage of Jindan. He belonged to the elder of the Blood Demon Sect. This formation was made by their sect, so he naturally knew it very well. Suddenly, he felt that one side of the formation was shattered, as if someone was thinking of breaking through the formation.

After all, this kind of thing is not special. Many capable cultivators hope to break through the formation, not one or two more. But soon he discovered that the difference was that the cultivator who presided over the formation was actually killed silently. Without the cultivator who presided over the formation, even the strongest formation was difficult to operate. What made him even more shocked was that the defense there seemed to have been broken.

"From killing the cultivator who presided over the formation to break through the defense of the formation, this man only took a few breaths. He must be a Jindan stage cultivator so powerful. Could it be that I really hit a big fish this time? I don't know if it's the master in the Great Xia Kingdom!" The Jindan cultivator thought to himself while he was in a secret place.

After Liu Muqingji's palms broke the formation, they turned into a ray of inspiration and rushed away, much faster than the ones just now, but after running for a while, he couldn't help frowning. It seemed that someone was chasing him behind him, and the speed was much faster than his own.

Liu Muqing looked around and now he had escaped from the imperial capital. Although he was still in the sphere of influence of the imperial capital, he had been marginalized and there should be no talent for the time being.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I set up a formation here and really made me meet a big fish. I don't know who the fellow Taoist is from the Daxia Kingdom, so I can kill you and go to the ancestor to receive the reward!" A red light flashed, and an old man suddenly appeared in front of Liu Muqing. He was wearing this blood-red robe, and his body exuded a strong smell of blood, just like a butcher.

Liu Muqing smiled coldly and said, "Fellow Taoist is so confident? Don't let yourself get involved at that time. Wouldn't a hundred years of cultivation be useless?"

The old man smiled, as if he was a ghost. He raised his hand to stop the surrounding space, then waved his hand and took out a small blood-colored banner. When he shook Liu Muqing, hundreds of blood-colored ghosts appeared in front of him.

"Don't show off your verbal advantage. Soon you will become a member of my Blood Soul Banner, and you are one of the main souls. You should feel honored!" The old man smiled grimly, waved the small banner, and suddenly the countless blood-colored ghosts rushed towards Liu Muqing crazy.

"Hmph, overestimate one's own abilities!"
Chapter completed!