The middle-aged man had a sarcastic smile on his face. When he spoke, he was too lazy to look at the black cat again, but instead looked at the drop of essence and blood on his fingertips with his expression focused on his face...

I have to say that compared with the blood of ordinary people, the essence and blood of monks is more like a work of art. шwщ

At this time, the entire space was covered by bloody clouds and gray mist. Without any natural light, the drop of essence and blood on the middle-aged man's fingertips looked particularly brilliant. A round drop seemed like a blood-colored pearl, with crystal clear appearance and endless light, but it was constantly flowing inside... ",

"It's so wonderful..." the middle-aged man murmured, with unconcealed greed in his eyes, as well as the excitement and satisfaction of succeeding the conspiracy.

At the same time, he no longer concealed his breath. The scalp behind his head quietly raised and then opened, and an eyeball filled with evil aura drilled out of the cracked place. The eyeball did not completely escape, but dragged a nerve line like a chicken intestine, crossed the top of his head and crawled to his forehead...

Not far from the middle-aged man, the black cat was completely suppressed by the bloody clouds above his head.

Those blood-colored silk threads extending from the clouds desperately drilled into her head... ""Look

And the silent screams from the residual souls in the gray fog were constantly torturing her eardrums...

Under this double suppression, her thinking seemed completely disordered, her expression was confused, intense, and she occasionally woke up, but she struggled most of the time!

The middle-aged man was too lazy to look at the black cat again. After looking in a certain direction, a hint of fear suddenly appeared on his face.

"After you have completely controlled this stupid cat, you should be able to confront that person head-on. Even if you are still not his opponent, at least you have a hostage in your hands..." He murmured to himself: "It's better to deal with this stupid cat first!"

As he said that, he gently flicked his fingertips and bounced his blood into the air.

The essence and blood drew a wonderful arc in the air and fell towards the eyeball on the middle-aged man's head...

The center of the eyeballs quietly cracked, revealing a fishy mouth, with yellow pus dripping from the mouth and uneven sharp teeth.

"laugh……"

It seemed as if a drop of water fell into the oil pan, and the essence and blood fell into the mouth. After being stained with the yellow pus, it suddenly made a hissing sound, and occasionally a slight burst sound...

A comfortable look suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He squinted his eyes slightly, as if the drop of essence and blood were supreme delicacies.

The fishy mouth in the middle of the eyeball quietly closed, and a snake-like tongue poked out from the crack of the lips, licking the surface of the eyeball constantly. It seemed that I was still unsatisfied...

“It’s time to end…”

The middle-aged man looked at the black cat and said with a sarcasm, "Now, you belong to me!"

He stretched out his right hand, and used his index finger to draw a mysterious trajectory in the air, and muttered his mouth...

After a while, Hei Tong fell to the ground with a sound.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, waved his hand to disperse the bloody clouds and the gray mist in the sky. Then he walked to the black cat and squatted down...

He cut his fingertips and forced out a drop of purple-black blood with an evil aura. It dripped on the black cat's eyebrows.

This drop of blood seemed to have its own soul. As soon as it fell on the black cat's eyebrows, it tried hard to drill into it.

At this time, the black cat was distracted and had no power to resist. He had to let the purple and black blood invade the eyebrows and then drill deep into the brain...

"The mission is done!" the middle-aged man smiled slightly.

However, his smile only lasted for half a second, then he stood up suddenly and looked behind him, looking quite nervous.

Not far away, someone walked slowly along the stone path.

The middle-aged man looked at this man with a strange expression, both alert and fear, as well as a hint of excitement and eagerness!

Needless to say, the person who came was naturally Mo Yan.

When he walked from a distance, he could see the black cat lying on the ground "supporting the corpse" from afar, but for some reason, he did not show an angry or nervous look.

"You're late..."

The middle-aged man suddenly smiled and felt a little ridiculous.

Mo Yan smiled and said, "You said it wrong, but I actually came too early."

Come early?

The middle-aged man was stunned and said, "What does it mean?"

Mo Yan smiled and said, "You will know later..."

He did not explain anything, but looked at the middle-aged man with interest and said, "This is the first time I have seen an acquired spirit like you. According to Taoist scriptures, if you have no master to sacrifice, you will often become a villain. Now it seems that this is true..."

The formation spirit is different from the little fat man's spiritual bodies born from the spiritual objects of heaven and earth. They are formed from acquired nature and are considered human creations, so they lack the spirituality and imprints given by heaven and earth. In other words, they are born ignorant and have no inheritance. If there are no monks who sacrifice them, they can only follow their instincts and explore and move forward...

Whether it is humans, animals and plants, or various consciousness bodies, the strongest instinct is to survive. In the absence of guidance, they often become evil in a sense. For example, since the formation spirit in front of them was born, since no one sacrificed, it followed the instinct of "I want to survive" and swallowed all the monks who entered the magic circle. At first, this was just a survival instinct, but as it grew stronger and more memories absorbed by the monks, it began to have its own thinking and consciousness. So it became unsatisfied, because it learned from the memories of those monks that there is a better world outside the magic circle...

It realized that although this magic circle nurtured itself and was its own body, from another perspective, it was also its own shackles and cages.

The most important thing is that this magic array has been operating for thousands of years, and everything in the world has ended, and this magic array is no exception. One day, it will stop operating or even collapse. As the spirit in the array, if it does not find a way to escape from its original body, it will definitely end with the end of the magic array!

So, from the day when self-consciousness and thinking are formed, it tells itself that leaving here will be its only choice!

This is also an ideal, but there is a saying that ideals are full and reality is skinny.

As the magic array spirit, how easy is it to leave here?

First of all, its strength is not strong enough, it needs to absorb more nutrients from the outside world.

Secondly, this magic circle has two centers. Although it occupies one of them, it ranks subordinate in the primary and secondary position. If the other center cannot be destroyed, it will never be able to leave here...

So, it began to consciously seduce monks from outside.

And the bait it sets up is the two world stone...

In fact, after the Yunluo Dao Palace disappeared for some reason, if it had not been throwing bait to the outside world, only a few people knew about the existence of the ten-sided array of the two realms. These people were either descendants of the disciples of the Yunluo Dao Palace, or those who had dealt with the Yunluo Dao Palace back then. These people were also the first visitors of this magic circle. After they came here, they became the residual souls in the array without exception, and thus nourished the formation spirit that had just been born and had not yet opened its wisdom...

The plan of the formation spirit is actually very simple, which is to constantly spread news about the two realms stones to the outside world. In this way, it can not only attract more monks and obtain more "nutrients", but also slowly erode another center with the help of external forces. It believes that as time goes by, it will eventually leave here one day...

The plan is simple, but the bait it gives is really not simple.

For thousands of years, there have been endless cultivators who have been greedy for the two realms of stones, and have never stopped...

The only thing that makes it regret is that as time goes by, the strength of the monks entering here has become weaker and weaker. Especially in the past hundred years, visitors who enter here are no longer even considered monks. Not only is their cultivation weak, but their willpower is even more terrible, and they can no longer give it more nutrients...

...The middle-aged man looked at Mo Yan, and since he was shocked, he was also greedy.

It knew that if it killed the young man in front of him, it would be able to leave here by himself. Because it had already smelled the young man's aura of the two realms stone. Once the two realms stones were gone, it would be much easier to destroy the other center...

However, he had witnessed the power of this young man in front of him. Especially the strange sword, not to mention the direct opposite, even if you look at it, it would make people frightened!

Mo Yan kept walking forward slowly.

The middle-aged man believed that he had found a way to deal with Mo Yan, but when he watched Mo Yan walk indifferently, the shock in his heart became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, he was also a little confused.

"stop!"

He suddenly drank: "Your companion is in my hands, aren't you worried about her?"

Mo Yan smiled and said, "Why should I worry about her?"

The middle-aged man said, "Don't you human monks pay attention to the advance and retreat together? Why don't you worry?"

Mo Yan smiled, too lazy to bother with him, but changed the topic and said, "Actually, I am quite interested in you... Acquired spirits are actually more rare than innate spirits. Are you interested in leaving here with me?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned... Leave here?

Mo Yan's words hit his weakness or a dead end...

Isn’t this what I planned for thousands of years?

However, this should be a path full of blood and killing, how could it be so easy!

At this moment, his mind couldn't help but be a little confused.

If you can get out of this damn cage with such ease, then... what is your efforts over thousands of years?

"You... are you willing to take me away?"

The middle-aged man was extremely confused, and he was both shocked and suspicious. When he looked at Mo Yan, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

In general, although he is considered the incarnation of evil and is extremely cunning, he is just an incomplete formation spirit after all. The most important thing is that Mo Yan's seemingly light sentence hits his fatal point. No matter how evil and cunning he is, he is also a little confused and difficult to control himself... To be continued...
Chapter completed!