Chapter 1503 The Blood Formation Reappears

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"This is not a negotiation, but an order."

The words of domineering fell, and several people looked bitter and sighed helplessly.

Ling Xian's words have been made very clear, they have no qualifications to refuse. What's more, they are no longer aliens, so there is no need to cover up the extraterrestrial demons.

At the moment, the old man sighed: "What do you want to ask, just say it."

"The first question, how many are there in this bloody formation?" Ling Xian pulled away his smile.

Even if you think about it with your toes, you can't have only one bloody formation. In that case, there will be no other way out, and no one will be so stupid.

"Three." The old man said firmly.

"Sure enough..."

Ling Xian narrowed his eyes and said, "Where are the other two?"

"One is in Momen Cave, and the other, I don't know." The old man sighed.

"Really don't know or fake don't know?" Ling Xian frowned.

"I have already betrayed the saints and aliens, is it necessary to cover up for them?" The old man smiled wryly.

Hearing this, Ling Xian fell silent, a little helpless.

First, the old man didn't need to tell lies, and second, he couldn't break through the two great formations.

The hidden one will not be said, even the location is unknown, and it is impossible to break it. There is no hope for the place in the Devil's Cave.

There is the base camp of the Demon Sect, especially now, there must be a lot of alien powerhouses. With Lingxian's current cultivation level, going in is tantamount to courting death.

"It seems that I can only give up."

Ling Xian sighed softly and said, "The second question, how many powerhouses have descended on the eighth realm?"

"I don't know." The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know about the great formation in Momen Dongtian. I don't even know if I hide it."

"You just say that this great formation has attracted a few great experts." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Two." The old man opened his mouth and said, "Five years ago, I and a few of them came here to set up a great formation. So far, we have attracted two people in total."

"Two..." Ling Xian frowned, worried.

It's a small number, but don't forget it. This formation can attract two eighth-level great powers, as well as the other two formations.

In other words, at least six eighth-level great powers have descended, and this number is undoubtedly a bit terrifying.

And this is not the final number.

He was powerless to destroy those two formations, and he would definitely continue to lead the eighth realm great power. As a result, Ling Xian was naturally worried.

"Give it up, you don't know how terrifying alien races are. With the strength of Xuanwu Continent, it's like hitting a stone with an egg." The old man sighed.

"I know, but there are many restrictions on the arrival of aliens, and this is the opportunity of Xuanwu Continent." Ling Xian's eyes turned firm.

"There is no chance. I might have been able to compete with the aliens before, but when the Eighth Realm Great Master joined the war, the Xuanwu Continent had no resistance at all." The old man shook his head.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Ling Xian glanced at the old man lightly and said, "The strength of Xuanwu Continent is far stronger than you think."

"It's not that I don't understand the strength of Xuanwu Continent, but I understand the strength of alien races better." The old man smiled bitterly.

"So you think that Xuanwu Continent hits the stone with an egg and has no chance of winning."

Ling Xian smiled and said, "Tell me how terrifying the strength of the alien race is."

"I don't know, I don't know more about alien races than you." The old man shook his head and said, "You should remember the Demon Lord. If he comes in his true form, he can be pushed horizontally in nine days and ten places. What is a mere Xuanwu Continent? ?"

"But he can't come." Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, and the Demon Lord thought of the only descendant of the Sea God Clan, the mushroom who fought side by side with him.

"I can't now, it doesn't mean I can't in the future. Once he comes, he can slaughter all the people." The old man showed fear.

"That's something in the future. Could it be that you give up resistance just because of something in the future?"

Ling Xian glanced at the old man lightly and said, "Okay, I'm too lazy to wait for nonsense with you, just leave."

Hearing this, the old man gave Ling Xian a deep look, turned and left.

So did the other three.

They walked fast one by one, for fear that Ling Xian would go back on it.

"Now, it's time to take a good look at this great formation."

After the four of them walked away, Ling Xian looked at the earth, then waved his sleeves, and the bloody formation reappeared in the world.

He didn't destroy this array, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to.

This formation is very important to the alien race, and it is also very important to him. Therefore, the sky-filled formation pattern he sent out before was just an illusion formation.

If those people knew about this, they would probably vomit blood in anger.

To have no confidence in being hit by a mere phantom formation, this is simply a shame and a great humiliation!

"The magical formation turned out to be the ability to reverse teleportation and achieve the purpose of receiving..."

Ling Xianxing's eyes were bright, and it only took a moment for him to understand the essence of the blood-colored formation.

There is no way, he is the great master of the formation path. Looking at the nine heavens and ten places, how many formations can he see through?

"Aliens, it really shouldn't be underestimated, to be able to create such a mysterious formation..."

Ling Xian sighed with emotion. Although he could easily break through this formation, he had to admit that this formation was truly mysterious.

Even he may not have this whimsy.

"Destroy it, or keep it?" Ling Xian frowned and hesitated.

Destroying this formation will undoubtedly hit the alien race and prevent the alien race from coming. But to do so, it will startle the snake.

The most important thing is that there are still two bloody formations. Even if this formation is destroyed, aliens can come through those two formations.

Therefore, Ling Xian hesitated and fell into a dilemma.

But after a while, he suddenly thought, why is he obsessed with destroying this formation? Can't this array be turned into a help?

If it were someone else, this idea would undoubtedly be whimsical and idiotic. But for Ling Xian, the great master of the formation path, it is very feasible.

As long as he changes the formation and adds some abilities, he can turn disadvantages into advantages.

"Going into a misunderstanding, this is a natural trap, why destroy it?"

The corners of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and a plan emerged in his mind.

Then, he waved his hand to outline the pattern of the sky and began to implement the plan.

The first step is to seize control of this formation.

This is not difficult to achieve, not to mention that the elders of the demon door have left, even if he activates the Royal Formation here, he can still take control.

Therefore, it only took a moment for Ling Xian to complete the first step.

After that, he began to implement the second step, branding the Imprisonment Pattern.

To put it bluntly, it is to join the seal formation.

This step is very difficult, because this formation is like heaven, and it is almost impossible to join other formations without destroying it.

However, what Ling Xian is best at is turning the impossible into the possible.

Although he failed again and again, he never gave up, and finally joined the first sealing circle after half a month.

One has two, and things are much easier after that.

It took Ling Xian two months to join seventy-two seal formations, and with a single thought, he could activate the power of imprisonment.

"Not enough, the opponent is the eighth realm power, and these seal formations alone may not be able to imprison him."

Ling Xian's brows were furrowed. The person he was going to face this time was the legendary Eighth Realm power, who could kill him with a single blow.

In this way, he naturally has to be fully prepared, otherwise, he will just wait to die.

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