This feeling was just a flash of inspiration, and Ling Luoyu was not sure.

Ding Temple looked at her eyes and shook her head silently—

If there are unjust deaths here, he still believes it!

Someone?

Don't believe it!!

Anyone who is trapped here and there will eventually be a dead end!

Where can there be living people?

Besides, if there were really living people, when they saw them, they would have pounced on them happily for help, so how could they still hide behind and peep in mystery?

"Ding Temple, don't you know the heart of this formation? Can't you use it?"

Ling Luoyu was so anxious that he was studying in the temple and was so anxious.

"Since this thing is so magical, there should be a way to use it, right? Did your ancestors not leave any manuals or anything else?"

Decision of the temple: "..."

This thing was not made by their family, so how do you know how to use it?

"Our ancestors also heard of it... but they are limited to hearing it! Even if we don't even know who cast the heart of the formation, how can we know how to use it?"

He could know that this thing was called Shin-sin, which was already pretty good.

"As for the method of using it, I have to explore it..."

"What are you trying to touch? If you continue to touch it, I guess you can't even touch the fat man's body..."

Ling Luoyu snatched the heart of the formation by hand.

“Um…”

A tingling sensation in the palm of my hand.

With a humming groan, I realized that it was a small spike on the center of the formation that pierced into her palm.

"What's wrong?"

Dingmiao nervously checked her palm, but she grabbed her wrist.

"Ding Temple..."

In the center of the formation, a tiny blood line spreads along the sharp piercing.

"It's your blood..." Dingmiao was stunned.

Wherever the blood line passed, the original line seemed to be storming, moving away from the surroundings.

Before the two of them understood what was going on, a sudden tremor came from their feet.

"Click!"

It seems that the ground is intertwined, producing a broken sound.

"What's going on!?"

The two of them quickly looked back to back and nervously under their feet.

The vibration was a short moment. Before the two of them could stand, the vibration had stopped.

"Ding Temple..."

"...I'm not very clear... However, if we were in the formation, it should have been a major change in the formation just now!"

Dingmiao looked around alertly, with tight wrinkles every day.

"But looking like this... the formation seemed to have changed halfway, so I stopped..."

"half?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly looked at the center of the formation.

"half!!"

In the heart of the formation, the blood line formed by her blood was halfway through.

In some places, the lines are flipped and moved away, as if they are too far away from the bloodline.

Wherever the blood line has not reached, the other lines are still densely surrounded.

"It's blood..."

Dingmiao suddenly understood and hurriedly took over the formation.

"The heart of the formation can help us open a way to survive, but it needs a blood sacrifice..."

He bit his fingertips and dripped onto the spikes.

The two of them looked tight, waiting for another shock.

only--

A silence!

Everything around was as usual, without any movement.

Ling Luoyu looked at Ding Temple with charming eyes: "What's going on?"

Decision of the temple: "..."

He also wanted to know what was going on!

"I...I heard that there is a magic weapon that requires a blood sacrifice to activate! And the blood you just now also significantly stimulated the changes in the heart of the formation, so I..."

Awkward!!

I thought I had found a way out, but I didn't expect that it would be such an embarrassing situation.
Chapter completed!