At this moment, a pseudo-eighth-level strongman said jokingly:

"Originally, there was still some chance, but I decided to commit suicide and step directly into the center of the formation."

"I don't know what makes you dare to be so unscrupulous."

While speaking, he looked at Wuya again.

"Qingyan Fire God? I heard of you when I first entered here."

"Now it seems that he is just a simple-minded reckless man."

After saying that, he waved his hand and activated the formation at the feet of Wang Mang and others.

In an instant, a murderous aura enveloped several people.

Obscure lights flickered around Wang Mang.

At this time, Wang Mang did not use Devouring Daoyun to wrap himself.

He just stood blankly in the center of the formation.

As time goes by, the energy of the formation that was not obvious before has now become extremely dazzling.

The kind that can scorch your pupils just by looking at it.

Wang Mang, who was in the center, could not see the outside scene clearly at this time.

The two pseudo-eighth-levelers also disappeared from his sight.

Wrapped by this power, Wang Mang had no intact part of his body at this time.

Although his recovery power is strong, the strangulation speed of this formation is not slow at all.

If the two pseudo-eighth-level people outside saw the scene here, they would definitely be shocked.

There are actually people who can resist the power of the formation with their bodies!

This is a formation specially designed to kill other pseudo-eighth-level enemies!

After half a stick of incense had passed, the two pseudo-eighth-level people outside the formation chatted:

"It's a big harvest this time."

"Not only is there a pseudo-eighth-level person, but there is also a spiritual pet of the same level!"

Hearing this, another person next to him answered with a look of regret:

"Hey, a pseudo-eighth-level spiritual pet is a rarity no matter where it is placed."

"It's a pity..."

While the two were chatting, the door to the room behind them was also pushed open.

An old man with a broken arm walked out.

After noticing the movement behind them, they both turned around at the same time.

After seeing the old man with a gloomy face, they all felt a thump in their hearts.

"Fellow Daoist Yi, your injuries..."

Facing their gazes, the freckle-faced old man snorted coldly and stared emotionlessly at the various parts that had become a section.

"This hand is considered useless. The power of that dead dog is a bit strange. When the old man destroyed it, the time to reattach the broken arm was also missed.",

After he finished speaking, he let out a heavy breath.

He looked past the two people in front of him and looked at the formation in operation behind them.

"This is?"

Looking at the confused old man, the two pseudo-eighth-levelers smiled at each other and said together:

"Fellow Daoist Yi, do you want a dog?"

"Haha, as expected, the dog you met before is in this formation."

The freckled old man's eyes were gleaming, huh? He said.

"Did that evil beast bring someone to our door?"

Upon hearing this, a pseudo-eighth-level person responded cheerfully:

"That's right, we also brought the Qingyan Fire God here."

When he heard the words "Qingyan Fire God", the freckled old man's pupils suddenly shrank.

Somewhat lost his voice, he said: "Is this true??"

Another pseudo-eighth-level man smiled and said, "Of course it's true."

As soon as these words came out, the freckled old man's whole body suddenly trembled.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Then he mentioned three good things in succession.

Then he directly spared the two of them and looked towards the formation.

The two pseudo-eighth orders behind him couldn't help but feel a little funny when they saw him so excited.

Then he walked to the old man's side.

"Fellow Daoist Yi, this formation is still in operation, what can you see?"

"yes."

After hearing what the two of them said, the freckled old man calmed down his excitement.

Then he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"I lost my temper."

"However, there are only two origins of this pseudo-eighth order. How should we divide them?"

As soon as these words came out, the two pseudo-eighth-levelers next to him immediately looked at each other.

The next moment, one of them answered with a smile and said:

"Speaking of which, they were delivered directly to us."

"Since you haven't contributed much, how about the one with the big head recover from his injuries, Daoist Fellow Yi?"

Hearing this, the freckled old man's eyes suddenly flashed with joy, but he still said with a straight face:

"Although that's what I say, you also activated the formation. The old man was in retreat the whole time. Isn't this not good?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was something strange in the eyes of the two pseudo-eighth-level people beside him.

However, he still said cheerfully on the surface:

"What are you talking about? I remember when we first came to the Realm of Chaos, we still relied on you to take care of us."

"Yes, now that senior is injured, naturally we will not be stingy with this thing."

After receiving approval from the two people, the freckled old man's expression immediately softened.

Then, with a smile on his face, he said:

"Okay! I really didn't misjudge the person back then."

"Xiao Mo, the Chaos Contract you mentioned to me before, I suddenly remembered recently that I seemed to have collected a few copies when I was training in other places in the Chaos World."

Upon hearing this, the face of the pseudo-eighth-level man on his right suddenly became excited.

"senior……"

Before he could finish speaking, the freckled old man waved his hand and interrupted:

"Needless to say, after this incident, I will go find it."

The pseudo-eighth level suppressed the excitement in his heart and said respectfully:

"Thank you very much, Senior Yi."

This time, my title and title changed from fellow Taoist to senior.

At this time, the pseudo-eighth order on his left also looked eager to say something.

The old man who noticed something strange about him calmly said:

"You don't have to worry either."

After hearing this, the words on his lips suddenly turned into thanks: "Thank you, senior."

The freckled old man stared at the formation in operation, his eyes full of salivation.

The origin of Qingyan Vulcan!

He was a strong man who became famous when he first entered the world of chaos.

Once you absorb his essence, your strength will definitely reach a higher level.
To be continued...