The blood-removing formation needs to be constructed with the essence and blood of a living person. These bloods depict a mysterious and strange formation and will disappear immediately.

Only when the person who presides over the formation starts the formation will the formation appear.

The power of the Blood Dissection Array will become stronger with the strength of the flesh and blood of the sacrificer.

The blood-removal formation formed by ordinary people's flesh and blood is enough to kill cultivators in the supernatural power realm.

Just like in the tragedy in the Lu family compound, Mr. Lu’s three daughters were refined into a blood pill by Jing Wuming with the flesh and blood of ordinary people.

And this time, the blood-removal formation arranged by Jing Wuming uses his own essence and blood! He is the descendant of the Blood Demon, and his cultivation and ability are inherited from the Blood Demon Ancestor. His own blood is very consistent with the Blood-removal formation.

If one uses one's own blood to build a blood-removal formation, the already powerful formation power will be put to the next level! Essence and blood are different from ordinary flesh and blood, which are the essence of the human body. A drop of essence and blood is even stronger than a hundred drops of ordinary blood.

Jing Wuming spent three days and two nights with countless essence and blood, and built this huge blood-removal array, with its power, enough to trap all the cultivators in the God Transformation Realm to death! This is why the Spirit Turtle King had no movement these two days, and he was not until today that he summoned everyone to the dilapidated fishing ground.

Although Jing Wuming's face turned a little white because of excessive consumption of essence and blood, his evil pupils were filled with ferocious blood and excitement.

Jing Wuming felt extremely excited when he thought that hundreds of cultivators were about to be refined into blood pills by the blood disintegration formation and turned into his own power! Even Jing Wuming himself did not know how powerful the blood pills he refined could make his cultivation and magic power soar.

Seeing the sky in the southwest light, the Spirit Turtle King also said that the time was ripe, and Jing Wuming would no longer think about him. The evil wind immediately jumped down the mountain and rushed towards the dilapidated fishing ground.

The Spirit Turtle King looked a little serious and nervous, and his small mung bean eyes stared at Jing Wuming.

He bet on Jing Wuming and even Shen Qiqi was abandoned in the cave in order to delay Lin Xuan and the mysterious Taoist time.

If Jing Wuming was not powerful, wouldn’t he have made a mistake in his son and lost everything?

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe, I never thought that the famous senior Spirit Turtle King would be so nervous. It seems that my husband's guess is indeed good."

Seeing that the Spirit Turtle King was so nervous, Mrs. Mei, who was beside her, twisted the waist of the water snake, covered her mouth with one hand, and giggled and laughed.

The Spirit Turtle King glanced at her obliquely and asked, "Oh?"

"My husband predicted that the senior should have been involved in some powerful person who could not handle it, which caused the current embarrassment. Otherwise, how could Senior Spirit Turtle King, the head of the eight demon immortals, escape from Wujing to the South China Sea?"

Mrs. Mei had a charming look like silk, and her eyes were circulating, and she smiled, "But you don't have to worry. Since your husband said there is a way, it will definitely help her retreat."

"You have a lot of confidence in him."

The Spirit Turtle King said something unrestrainedly.

Mrs. Mei smiled so hard that her branches were trembling and coquettish: "Now everyone is a grasshopper on the same rope. If the senior doesn't have confidence in him, how could he stand here with us?"

The Spirit Turtle King's expression was exactly the same, and he didn't say anything, but his eyes turned to the dilapidated fishing ground below.

At this time, the blood-removal array arranged by Jing Wuming consumed countless essence and blood was emitting a strange blood light.

One by one, the mysterious blood-colored runes that were difficult to understand slowly emerged from the ground.

This blood-removal array first built a solid blood-color barrier, which prevented outsiders from entering and the people inside from breaking through.

Immediately afterwards, countless runes like tadpoles seemed to be eroding step by step. They seemed to quickly grow dozens of chains along the outermost blood barrier and penetrated into the dilapidated fishing ground in the center of the formation.

As the master of the formation, Jing Wuming came and went freely. He jumped off the cliff, and the wind blew under his feet, and flew into the dilapidated fishing ground.

However, Jing Wuming never expected that he would see a scene that he had dreamed of.

The hundreds of cultivators present all fell down softly and fell into a deep sleep! Originally, although the blood-removal formation was running, if the people in the formation resisted, even if the formation was powerful and irreversible, it would be more or less hindered.

Now that the enemy is ahead, every second cannot be wasted. These monks resist stubbornly. If the mysterious Taoist in the mouth of the Spirit Turtle King comes quickly, they will only be afraid of a problem.

But at present, all these monks fell asleep and had no resistance.

For Jing Wuming, this was like dozing off and someone gave him a pillow.

Not only did I give me a pillow, but I also gave me a peerless beauty who took off all of them, which made me feel sleepy! "Hahahahahahahaha, okay, which friend did such a good thing for me, and I'm making up for you to die so that I can't suffer the torture of the great formation!"

Jing Wuming's arrogant laughter rang out in the dilapidated fishing ground.

Hearing this sound, Zhuang Wenxing and Wu Yucheng's body suddenly stiffened, and Wu Yucheng's fists clattered together tightly.

He suddenly looked up and followed the dilapidated roof, and saw the figure he would never forget in his life - the successor of the Blood Demon, Jing Wuming! "Who is he..." Tao Xi suddenly became nervous when he saw Zhuang Wenxing and Wu Yucheng, and was shocked and asked carefully.

Not to mention Tao Xi, even the two demons Bai Nuan and Yanlong looked at the man who slowly descended on his head in surprise.

"Oh no, Miss White, look at the sky!"

As the dragon looked at it, he realized something was wrong. The bright moon in the sky had turned into a blood moon! And countless blood lights soared into the sky, forming a barrier. It was obvious that someone imprisoned the surroundings! "I'm afraid it was this man who used some secret formation technique..." Bai Nuan also took a slight breath, because everyone was in this formation and could not feel it at all before! No wonder, this blood-removing formation was built by Jing Wuming with his own essence and blood.

These essence and blood will not dry up and solidify like ordinary blood, revealing traces.

In addition, the dilapidated fishing ground was surrounded by barren land. Jing Wuming sprinkled these essences and blood and immediately penetrated into the ground like a living thing.

Only when Jing Wuming launched the formation did the essence and blood come out from the ground and take effect.

Even though Bai Nuan's cultivation level is far superior to Jing Wuming, he still has no way to discover these clues.

Not to mention that with Bai Nuan's personality, even if he finds something abnormal, he will willingly step into the trap in order to prevent Lin Xuan's plan from being disrupted.

"The blood demon descended from the person, Jing Wuming."

Zhuang Wenxing heard Taoxi's question and nodded cautiously, explaining the identity of the visitor.

However, Tao Xi was not frightened by the name Zhuang Wenxing, but Bai Nuan was shocked to speak out on the other side.

"What?

!This person is Jing Wuming?

!”

Bai Nuan's beautiful eyes shrank rapidly, and she looked up at Jing Wuming. Among her beautiful eyes, there was surprise, murderous intent and accident flowing.

If she doesn't say much about her relationship with Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan has no reservations about her.

Bai Nuan naturally knew Lin Xuan's old enemy, and also knew that this guy wanted to kill Lin Xuan several times.

When Bai Nuan saw the culprit at this time, in addition to accidents and shock, he naturally had murderous intent in his heart.

"The inheritor of the Blood Demon, a newcomer who has rapidly risen among the evil cultivators?

Unexpectedly, he came here too?"

The dragon of the Eagle has been with the Spirit Turtle King for so many years, and has been influenced by the eyes and has known many rumors about the fairy world as many as possible.

He was not idle either. He opened his mouth and immediately turned into his true form.

Because he knew that there might be a battle next, and he might as well turn into a true form, whether it is to save his life or fight.

“Huh?”

But before Wu Yucheng flew to fight Jing Wuming, Bai Nuan had already taken action suddenly. Subai's long sleeves were like a dragon, and quickly wrapped around Jing Wuming.

Crazy...but, in this formation, Jing Wuming, the master of the formation, has already stood invincible.

Bai Nuan's magic power and cultivation are extremely high. He took decisive and quick action. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached Jing Wuming's sight.

But Jing Wuming thought about it, two blood-colored chains formed by strange tadpoles, raised their heads from the surface.
Chapter completed!