Xiran smiled bitterly and said, "I would rather go out and be eaten. What good thing do you think is to be brought back? I have to survive for a little while, but I will be treated as a sacrifice for the blood sacrifice array!"

"What is the blood sacrifice formation?" Wu Qiong asked in a daze.

Xiran was stunned by the question, and then he remembered that Wu Qiong did not understand the terror of the Blood Sacrifice Formation. Wu Qiong was only a periphery in the Holy Immortals and had not touched many things. He hesitated for a moment and said, "We shouldn't tell you this kind of thing, but we can't live long anyway, so it's okay to tell you. The Blood Sacrifice Formation is a formation that can be opened by choosing living people as sacrifices. Once the formation is opened, it can borrow endless blood evil from the Shura Hell, and its power can destroy the world!"

"Of course this is just a legend," Xiran paused for a moment and continued, "The formation that can destroy the world has long been lost. I guess Liu Yusheng's blood sacrifice formation is to use us as a sacrifice, borrow blood evil spirits to kill the guardians of the temple so that he can take away the Buddha's bone relics."

Wu Qiong stretched out his hand and touched his face. His face was filled with black air, and he looked like a dying person. He said coldly: "The blood sacrifice array must be opened by living people? How many people are needed?"

"I don't know this. The more powerful the formation, the more sacrifices you need. But the more powerful the people who preside over the formation, the demand for sacrifices may also be reduced. As for how many people are needed, I think at least three people are needed." Xiran said uncertainly.

Wu Qiong laughed bitterly, a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He said weakly: "I have been possessed for too long, and my life is corroded by the yin energy. Even if I am not sacrificed by blood, I will not live long. Instead of doing this, it is better to stop yourself. Die more quickly and suffer less."

Xiran felt sad after hearing Wu Qiong's words. He knew very well that the blood sacrifice formation was terrible, and the pain that living people as sacrifices had to endure was simply unimaginable! He gritted his teeth and said, "We cannot give up. If you find a way to wake An Chen, I will find a way out. No matter how powerful a ghost hits the wall, there will be flaws. I don't believe that we can't get out!"

"What can I do if I go out? Even if I leave this ghost to hit the wall, walking forward will be an endless temple illusion, and walking back will be a dangerous underworld hell. Sooner or later, I will die." Wu Qiong said discouragedly, "And Liu Yusheng will come back. If he doesn't die now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to die when he comes back."

Thinking of Liu Yusheng's methods, Xiran couldn't help but shivered. He said unwillingly: "Wu Qiong, listen to me, it is not so easy for Liu Yusheng to capture Ranran and Jiujie. Jiujie's identity is extraordinary. Even if he is not Liu Yusheng's opponent, he will not surrender. We must have a chance. The illusion of the temple was said by Liu Yusheng. How credible is his words? In my opinion, I can't believe it! We escaped from here and headed straight to the temple in the sky. Even if we die, we have to die on the road and cannot let Liu Yusheng succeed."

Wu Qiong was a little moved by Xiran's words. He struggled to climb to An Chen's side. He patted An Chen's face and shouted: "An Chen, wake up. Wake up!"

An Chen slept like a dead pig. No matter how Wu Qiong shook him, he never reacted at all. He was so tired. Xiran shook his head, looked at his index finger, and bit it hard. The dark red blood flowed out happily. Xiran endured the pain and dipped his fingers in blood and drew a strange pattern on his forehead. It looked like the shape of an eye, but there were no pupils. He bent down and picked up An Chen, closed his eyes and said to Wu Qiong, "Pick up my clothes, I'll take you out!"

Wu Qiong stood up shakingly, grabbed Xiran's clothes tremblingly. Xiran took a deep breath and said in his mouth: "Let me borrow my bloody eyes to see through the illusion. I swear by my eyes. In the future, what I see is what you see, and everything I see is what I see. Open it for me!"

The pattern on Xiran's forehead seemed to come alive, and it moved strangely, like a blinking eye blinking. The red blood gradually disappeared, and a blue eye pattern appeared on his forehead, which was as vivid as the human eye. However, his own eyes, black pus and blood flowed out from his closed eyelids, which looked extremely terrifying.

A ray of light shone out from the blue eyes, illuminating the open space in front of Xiran. Wu Qiong looked clearly from behind. On the empty ground, there was a large circle made of incense ash. The three of them were all within the range of the circle. Xiran's footprints stepped on countless small circles in the middle of the large circle. He was always circling around, no wonder he couldn't get rid of it.

Xiran whispered: "Follow me!"

He took the lead and walked out with An Chen in his arms. Wu Qiong slowly followed. This time he walked out of the incense ash circle smoothly, without encountering anything strange. After he walked out, Wu Qiong's eyes suddenly lit up. It turned out that everything he saw in the circle was an illusion. After he came out, the gray sky disappeared and the messy depression disappeared. Instead, it was a golden sky, the golden earth, and everything was golden. In the distance, a magnificent temple stood in the air, emitting endless light.

Wu Qiong was in a daze, and for a moment he seemed to be in the Buddhist temple, with countless monks chanting scriptures around him. He was about to listen carefully to what the monks were chanting, but an angry voice came from his ear: "Wu Qiong! Keep up! Why are you stunned?"

Wu Qiong was awakened. He shook his head and looked at the temple in the sky, his heart full of doubts. Xiran still closed his eyes. His two naked eyes were completely destroyed, his eyes were pitch black, and pustules bulged in the middle. He didn't care about this. Although he couldn't see it, he knew the road conditions well. While walking forward, he greeted Wu Qiong: "Follow me, let's go to the temple!"

Wu Qiong hesitated for a moment and followed with his spirit. Before the three of them took a few steps, a dark oil-paper umbrella suddenly fell from the air, and a woman in white clothes appeared from the umbrella. The woman looked like a doll, very beautiful, with white skin, and tall. Unfortunately, her head was held in front of her chest with her hands, and her headless body was always floating. Such a familiar appearance, isn’t it the mysterious vampire Mu Wan'er?

When Xiran and Wu Qiong saw Mu Wan'er, they immediately took a vigilance. Mu Wan'er's head shakingly floated to Xiran, and opened and closed her mouth and said, "Ye? It's actually a blood-eye technique? You can make up your mind to destroy both eyes. It's a talent."

Xiran's blue eyes slowly closed, and when they opened it, they turned blood red. He said nervously: "You are that vampire? What do you want?"

"I didn't think about it. I just wanted to retrieve my bones," Mu Wan'er said with a face on her head, "But if I want to retrieve the bones, I have to help Liu Yusheng. He wants you to stay here until he comes back, so you have to stay honestly and not go anywhere."

Xiran's voice turned cold and said, "He wants us to stay for sacrifices. If you say so, it's impossible to discuss?"

Mu Wan'er's eyes were staring at the boss, and her long haired head jumped back to her own hand, twisting her to her neck. She rubbed her hands and said, "What a heavy murderous aura. If I say there is no need to discuss it, are you going to do it?"

"We can't deal with psychics, but we may not be able to deal with you!" Xiran said coldly, "Look at my blood eye technique! Let me tell you the truth, I have learned the blood evil spirit technique and have great restraint on you. Anyway, it's not your own business, so why do you have to do your best? Stay at the front line today and meet again in the future. I advise you not to force me into a hurry."

Mu Wan'er's body floated up and slowly turned into a translucent person. She floated in the air and said disdainfully: "Then you really have to see your supernatural powers."

Xiran stretched out his index finger, and a drop of blood slowly emerged at his fingertips. The drop of blood was not like human blood, and looked crystal clear and beautiful. His hand was posing like a lotus, and he was about to launch the Blood Evil Spirit Technique, when Wu Qiong suddenly spoke.
Chapter completed!