Chapter 175 Demonic Refining Jiangcheng ([-]) This is certainly a good deal!
He used the reputation of the Black Dragon Society to accomplish great things! There are eighty-five thousand,730 three people in the Black Dragon Society. Apart from him, all eighty-five thousand,730 two people died today.
His son, Long Hua, the leader of the Black Dragon Society, died today! What for? Fairy! He made a deal with the devil and used everything in the Black Dragon Society to help him pull this gear forward!
This blood-refining heart-hungry formation is composed of 18 small formations, which are connected together with the main formation of Guiyun Manor.
And after the main formation is activated, how is it possible to directly pull the 18 small formations? Unless these 18 small formations are running, just a little rotation is enough! As for the rest of the connections, in every aspect, there is no need for people! This formation can run so smoothly, start up so smoothly, and pay so much on time, it is inseparable from these unsung heroes.
It must be very honorable for them to perform such a mission! - "Lord, what are we brothers doing here?"
"You ask me on horseback, and I ask who is going!"
A man dressed as a boy was serving a tall man with a scar on his face.
Unexpectedly, he didn't ask the right question. He was slapped and staggered. He spun around and knelt on the ground. It was obvious that he had practiced it.
"Hall Master, have mercy on me, Hall Master, have mercy on me, it's really noon, our team came to Wumen's territory, we really don't feel at ease!"
The leader of the hall is not unreasonable. He knows that this is not the idea of the boy in front of him. I am afraid that many of his brothers have the same idea. As the leader of the hall, he is naturally not without brains.
"Call some captains over here!"
Obviously they are planning to say something, but they must not shout openly. It is already conspicuous enough. If they gather together and shout again, isn't it because they are afraid that the people in Wumen will not know that they are messing around here!
Not long after, five people came over with the loser.
The hall master started talking directly, they were all brothers who depended on each other for life and death, and he didn't have to go around too much.
"This time, I greeted Wumen, so don't be nervous."
"This is a secret mission in the meeting. Let's get together here, draw a circle with the blood we brought, and then sit in the circle for two hours. Your mission will be completed."
Several captains were still hesitant, but the hall leader directly pressed down with his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan.
"If there is more, we can talk about it later. The Dragon Head and the two guardians are strict about this matter and it must be carried out."
"If you don't obey this order, you will be expelled from the Black Dragon Guild and killed without mercy, which will bring disaster to your family!"
After saying that, his eyes became stern.
The scars on his face were twisting and turning, as if they were trying to choose someone to eat.
A few people stopped talking. They had already talked about this. What else could they say? Besides, since it was the dragon head who said it, there must be nothing wrong. Wumen should not come.
He responded and went to work. After all, there were so many people, how to draw circles and how to arrange the personnel was a problem.
We can't really expect them to just sit there, they still have to eat, drink, and have a meal at noon.
The house was tidied up and blood was spread around, and then they went to do their own things.
The card players played cards, the braggadocios bragged, it was a mess.
After all, there are 3000 people here, three thousand! The hall master can't arrange it either. Each captain is responsible for managing the hundreds of people under his command and trying not to cause trouble.
Sometimes, if you don't do something about it, it won't happen.
At a certain moment, the expression of a person who was chatting was stagnant, and suddenly his whole person seemed to melt and turned into a fluid, leaving only a piece of clothing slowly falling down.
The two companions looked horrified!
But before they could scream, they also encountered the same situation.
There were pools of blood covered with pieces of clothing, but within a moment, the whole mansion became quiet.
The main courtyard is the largest, but there are no people be precise, there is only one person, and that is the Hall Master.
The hall master is sitting on a huge formation diagram. The formation diagram is painted in blood. The brush strokes are like dragons and snakes. It is just a shape. However, the formation diagram is glowing, and the large circle outside is also glowing. The blood-colored light suddenly The scars on the hall master's face are also bright and dim, reflecting the bright and dark spots on the face.
The blood is constantly blending into the ground and converging towards this formation. Those outside the formation and within the circle will definitely die! No one knew about the people in the formation, but they didn’t expect to survive and gain a lot!
There are only three smart ones! No one knows this news.
No one knew that survival was right in front of them.
Of the Black Dragon Society, there are four survivors now!
Two hall masters, a boy, and the old dragon head Long Yang.
One of the two hall masters is this scar.
He has a name, Li Qian.
Why does such a rude person have such an elegant name? Because he was not like this before, but in order to survive, he could only become like this.
Lower yourself to the dirt and roll around in the dirt. People who are above you will not pay attention to you, and they will get their feet dirty if they step on you.
Therefore, his surname is Li. Those who know him call him Li Dashen, and those who don't know call him Hall Master.
When he reached the position of hall master, he originally planned to stay like this for the rest of his life.
After all, he survived, what else could he ask for?
Until I saw this Blood Refining Heart Formation.
Yes, he knows this formation!
He knew this was his only chance. If the formation was activated, he would be the winner and loser!
Whatever he robbed in this formation was his, and as long as he got out alive, it would belong to him forever.
He has spiritual roots, five spiritual roots, trash!
One level of Qi training, trash!
However, now, if he builds a foundation in this formation, and goes out, he will still build a foundation!
It was too easy to build a foundation. He knew that all he had to do was kill!
His chance and fate gave him this opportunity.
He is now at the seventh level of Qi training! Two quarters of an hour's work!
This feeling made him unable to stop.
Because he intercepted a lot of blood energy, the main formation spent more energy to connect this formation base, and it took very little time, because even if he tried desperately to intercept it, he couldn't intercept much.
But now, he stood up and raised the big knife in his hand.
The killing has begun!
This carnival was enjoyed by some and feared by others. There were many people on the street and even more people in the courtyard, but when they came out of the courtyard, no one wanted to mess with them.
Nowadays, it is no exaggeration to say that a large courtyard can house dozens or hundreds of people, but if someone comes out, as long as they have not escaped, they will probably be the only ones in the courtyard! When emotions are amplified, among the people who want to kill you most are your neighbors and neighbors.
(End of this chapter)