Ling Luoyu looked at the heart of the formation sideways, and his eyebrows frowned: "Ding the temple..."

The blood from the temple did not flow down with the spikes, but dripped randomly towards the surroundings.

"This blood..."

Ding Temple's fingertips scratched the bloodline, and his breathing was slightly stopped.

"Your blood can form blood lines... Does this mean that only your blood can blood sacrifice the heart of the formation?"

"Does this thing still pick people? Isn't it all human blood?"

No matter how much he said, Ling Luoyu still pierced his fingertips again.

Blood penetrated along the spikes and spread along the first blood line.

"It's really picky..."

Before Ling Luoyu finished speaking, the ground under their feet shook again.

In the "rumbling" sound, the trees in front of them moved to the sides, revealing a path made of bluestone bricks.

There are moss on the bluestone bricks. It seems that no one has walked through it for a long time.

"Ding Temple...what does this mean!"

"It's the gate of life!"

Dingmiao's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head to look at the center of the formation.

"The heart of the formation gave us the door of life!"

"Shengmen? From there... can we leave the cyclic death array?"

"...I don't know either! But what is certain is that... there should be no danger!"

"I'm not afraid of danger now, what I want is their safety!"

Ling Luoyu frowned and turned the center of the formation.

"This thing... can you point me the area where they are both?"

Decision of the temple: "..."

What are you thinking?

"The blood sacrifice of magical instruments is like a magical instrument recognizes its master... It can be used and controlled by you! But... it is not a treasure that allows you to do whatever you want!"

Ling Luoyu swung his heart for a while, and finally walked towards the bluestone road with a dismay.

"Didn't you say that this thing has already recognized its master? Why can't it point me to what I think and want in my heart now?"

Ding Temple then followed: "How did you know that you didn't point it out? Maybe it has sent them both to Shengmen, waiting for you to be safe and secure!"

As soon as they stepped on the bluestone bricks, the scenery in front of them changed drastically.

On the deserted island, the waves surging, beating the shore, and the splashing waves have a strong smell of blood.

Ling Luoyu turned around in shock, and the cave when they came disappeared without a trace.

"This is……"

As her eyes turned, Ding Temple also looked obviously shocked.

"This is?!"

In their sight, everything in the world seemed to be left with the sky, the sea, and endless rocks.

No woods, no houses, no people.

"Isn't this the sea?"

Dingmiao turned around and looked around.

"Where are we here?"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes, looked at the center of the formation in his hand, and his pupils shrank: "This is the sea area!"

"What?"

"It's just that it's not the sea area we see... it should be the most primitive sea area!"

There was a blank space in the center of the formation, just a cold lump of iron.

"Primitive...sea?"

The corners of Dingmiao's lips trembled a few times before he shook his head as if he had suddenly realized his enlightenment.

"You mean, where we are now, is the scene before the construction of the sea area? How is it possible? There is not even a tree here..."

Even if it is not a sea area, you have to have some blueprint for sea area, right?

At least there must be a tree, which means that this place is suitable for tree growth and human survival.

But now there is nothing!

"How did such a place where birds do not shit... build such a paradise on earth in the sea!?"

The focus of Ling Luoyu's concern is not the construction of the sea area: "What does it mean to let us come here?"
Chapter completed!