Chapter 2890 Do You Blame Me?

This elder has seen many people who are not afraid of death, but I have never seen someone so anxious to die!

Langtian's angry words echoed in the void for a long time, carrying a hint of divine power that made the souls present tremble.

It was naturally impossible for Langtian to be calm at this moment. He was only away for ten breaths, but he had already received confirmation from Luo Tongtian that the Hundred Killing Array was not broken at all!

Whether it was Xie Yu, Xiao Fan, or God Killer, they were able to get through, not because of formation problems, but because they were strong enough.

After hearing Luo Tongtian's explanation, Langtian rushed back without hesitation, but he didn't expect that a hundred people had already broken into the hundred-kill formation.

Lang Tian no longer has any hope for the lives of these people. After all, not everyone is Xiao Fan and Xie Yu, and not everyone is a god-slayer.

How could the human race's record of three thousand years be broken so easily?

"Elder Lang, what do you mean?" A monk woke up and looked at Lang Tiandao doubtfully.

"What do you mean?" Lang Tian sneered, his cold eyes swept over the entire audience, and said in a cold voice: "The hundred people who just entered the Hundred-kill Array will definitely die!"

"Impossible!" Some people didn't believe Lang Tian's words, and others shook their heads.

However, at this time, Lang Tian added another sentence, saying: "Because, the Hundred Killing Formation is not broken at all, and it is not a fake formation!"

"What?"

As soon as these words came out, the cultivators of Baisha Pavilion were dumbfounded.

Is the Hundred Killing Formation not broken? Not a fake formation either?

If this is the case, then it is really impossible for them, the God King Realm monks, to break through.

No wonder Lang Tian said that these people were rushing to enter the palace where the Hundred Killing Formation was located, and they were simply rushing to die.

The smile on Xu Yunming's face had already solidified and became extremely ugly, as if there was a layer of frost floating on it.

From the conversation between Langtian and these Baisha Pavilion monks, if Xu Yunming couldn't guess what happened, he would have lived in vain for countless years.

He finally understood why these people were so shameless and talked about the morality of the human race, just to enter the hundred-kill array.

It turned out that they thought the formation was fake and wanted to take the opportunity to get a spot to enter the ancient trial road of all races.

The emotion in Xu Yunming's heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only sadness. The people in Baisha Pavilion were not as courageous as they imagined, but were all profit-seeking people.

"A hundred people broke into the Hundred-Killing Array?" When Xiao Fan heard the news, he was completely drunk. He stared at the palace where the Hundred-Killing Array was located with a surprised look on his face. He was extremely astonished.

Especially when he heard that the monks from Baisha Pavilion thought that what he and God Killer were breaking into was a fake formation, Xiao Fan really couldn't laugh or cry.

If he had broken into a fake formation, he wouldn't have been so worried about the safety of God Killer.

Fortunately, the God Killer is very powerful, so he can hold on for one stick of incense in the Hundred Killing Formation.

Xiao Fan doesn't know the strength of these people, but if they can break through the Hundred-Kill Array, their cultivation level will definitely not exceed the peak of the God King Realm.

If these people could break through the Hundred-Kill Array so easily, then Xiao Fan would really be like a dog.

The most shocked ones were the monks who almost rushed into the palace just now. Some of them were slower to react, and some were not as strong as they were, so they didn't break into the formation, and they were lucky enough to save their lives. .

If he were faster, wouldn't he be the one who died?

Thinking of this, the cultivators of Baisha Pavilion couldn't help but shudder and get goosebumps. They were thankful in their hearts that the person who died was not them.

Unfortunately, the hundred people who broke into the hundred-kill formation were not so lucky.

Time passed slowly, and everyone waited with bated breath for the arrival of a stick of incense. After all, not everyone who has passed through the Hundred-Death Array has the strength to come out in advance.

The only chance these people have to survive is to survive a stick of incense.

Normally, the time for a stick of incense would be too short, but today, everyone feels that the time for a stick of incense is very long and too difficult to wait for.

After a long time, the time for a stick of incense finally passed. However, the palace where the Hundred Killing Formation was located was still closed, with no intention of opening it.

If the palace door is not opened, everyone knows what it means.

At this moment, many people's hearts jumped into their throats. Several breaths passed, but the palace door was still closed.

Ten breaths passed, and there was no sign of the palace door opening.

After a long time, everyone's hope was slowly extinguished, and they looked at the palace with only fear.

"Let's all disperse, they won't come out." Langtian's cold words rang out, directly extinguishing the last hope of the crowd.

In fact, he had known this result for a long time, because as early as dozens of breaths after the Hundred Killing Formation was activated, the bloody light pillar disappeared, but they still held a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

"Brother, you shouldn't be impulsive!"

"Brother, it was me who harmed you!"

Some monks cried bitterly. Their relatives died in a hundred-kill battle, and they would not be able to accept it for a while.

So what if it is unacceptable, this is the fact, but this fact is a bit cruel.

Xu Yunming sighed helplessly. He originally thought he saw hope for the prosperity of the human race, but now he realized that he had thought too much.

Some people will always be like mud that cannot be helped, and it is impossible to change in a short period of time.

"It's your own fault and you won't survive." Xu Yunming looked up to the sky and sighed. His whole person looked much older in an instant, and then he disappeared on the spot.

Langtian knew that although this incident was not Xu Yunming's fault, Xu Yunming still blamed himself very much because he was the one who put those 100 people into the Hundred-kill Array.

It's also strange that Langtian didn't explain the situation clearly to Xu Yunming at that time, otherwise, these one hundred people probably wouldn't have to die.

"It's all that Xiao Fan. If it weren't for a few of them, my eldest brother wouldn't have broken into the Hundred-Kill Array."

"Yes, it was because they broke into the Hundred-Killing Array one after another that we misunderstood that the Hundred-Killing Array was fake, so we took the risk to break in."

"Stop them, don't let them escape!"

Suddenly, a loud shout from someone unknown spread throughout the audience. The other monks came to their senses and all looked angrily at Xiao Fan and the others in the distance, roaring.

Xiao Fan was caught off guard, dozens of figures shot out from all directions, directly surrounding Xiao Fan and others in the center.

Xiao Fan was slightly startled, and then he came to his senses. Instead of being angry, he smiled. Looking at the cultivators of Baisha Pavilion around him, he sneered: "I have no ability, and I like to take advantage of petty gains. Do you blame me?"

Generally, those who join Baisha Pavilion are only those in the God King realm, and those in the Great Emperor realm will choose to join the Imperial Palace, so Xiao Fan is not afraid at all when facing people like Baisha Pavilion.

He was also very speechless in his heart. He had done nothing, so why did these people blame him for the death of a hundred people?

"It's you. If you hadn't deliberately led us to break into the formation, my brother and the others would not have died." A young man's eyes were red, shining with hatred, and he roared angrily: "So, you have to die too!" "Just! By you?" Xiao Fan looked at the people in front of him playfully and smiled indifferently.