There are ripples of void vibrating above, and there is poisonous mist fused with various elixirs below.

"Are these people really cultivators? How come they are more ruthless than us demon cultivators!"

"We're screwed this time."

The remaining demon cultivators were attacked from both sides and suffered unspeakably, and they roared like they collapsed one by one.

Next, all the demon cultivators died one after another.

They either couldn't avoid the cracks in the void and were chopped into pieces, or they were accidentally sucked into the black mist and screamed and turned into bones.

"This method is so terrible that no one trapped in it can survive."

Fan Yun's face was extremely pale, and he tried his best to avoid the cracks in the void and the black fog, but watching everyone die, his arms were shaking slightly.

Heartache!

Not only is his Demon Sect gone, but the newly formed blood alliance will definitely be wiped out in this war.

"But what's going on?

Fan Yun almost vomited blood, and his head almost exploded, but he couldn't figure it out at all.

Why, how could a large formation of this level appear here!

He has not been lazy at all in the past few days. He has been using his magic eyes to detect everything around him, and he has not seen any situation. How could someone secretly set up such a large demon-killing array?

"We can't stay here any longer, otherwise there is only one way to die. Even if we are lost in the void, it is better than death."

Fan Yun was one of the most advanced among the trapped monks, and he had magic eyes, which allowed him to see through the cracks in the void in advance. Therefore, not only did he not die in the first round of attacks, but he was also unscathed.

But even if he escaped the bombardment of the previous formation, he knew that he would not be able to survive this time's front and rear attack.

Fan Yun gritted his teeth, and the dark crack in his eyebrows suddenly opened.

However, what was exposed inside was not an eyeball, but a strange-looking, black knife that flew out.

The knife cut through the air, and it was so weird that it opened a huge space crack in the void.

While the ripples of the void and the black mist were attacking, Fan Yun turned around and took a deep look at his surroundings, and then resolutely rushed into the void passage.

And after Fan Yun left, none of the other demon cultivators survived.

The demon-killing formation was laid out by the three forces in Qincheng.

Except for Fan Yun, these fifty-plus Tribulation Realm monks, including more low-level monks behind them, all fell.

On the ground, a series of spiritual light shields in the shape of banana leaves were supported above everyone's heads.

Whether it was ripples in the void, black mist or the previous aura, because this aura obscured it, it did not harm anyone in the Righteous Alliance at all.

At this time, there was silence on the desert island.

There was only the sound of blood and pieces of meat falling to the ground.

Shock was written on everyone's face.

All the monks stared blankly at the sky, watching the demonic cultivators who had chased them all the way and made everyone suffer in the shocking formation arranged by Qin Cheng, as fragile as shredded paper, and perished one after another.

Dead, all dead?!

The ancestor, the old man, really killed all the blood alliance monks who were chasing him!

Everyone's heads were roaring, and everyone was dumbfounded, as if they had been struck by thunder.

Qin Cheng asked them to sit down and there was no need to take action. Even if they did so, most of them couldn't believe that doing so would kill the chasing demon cultivators.

Qin Cheng asked them to take out the token, but no one knew what use the token could be used for.

But now the answer is revealed.

For those who have an identity token, the formation will automatically protect them and keep them unharmed.


Chapter completed!