Chapter 240 Blood Cloud Killing Formation

In the Frost Market, a faint smell of blood appeared in the air from some unknown time.

At first, the cultivators in the market did not pay attention. After all, monster meat was also sold in the market, and it was normal to have a bloody smell occasionally.

But what everyone did not know was that the whole market was filled with the smell of blood.

By the time someone realized that something was wrong, the faint smell of blood had turned into a thin layer of blood mist, filling the whole market.

"No, why is there blood mist in this market?"

"Could it be that the old demon Xueyan is coming?"

"How is it possible? This is the market of the Frost Sect. The old demon Xueyan is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and he is also injured. How dare he come to the Frost Sect to cause trouble."

"Maybe, I heard that the Frost Sect suffered heavy losses some time ago. Two powerful Yuanying masters were seriously injured, and several Jindan masters died. It is possible that they were targeted by the old demon Xueyan."

"What, why don't you run quickly."

For a while, the whole market fell into chaos, and some people rushed out of the market.

But when they rushed to the edge of the market, they found that a blood-colored barrier like a film suddenly enveloped the entire Frost Market, trapping everyone in it.

The first few monks who rushed to the edge saw this and immediately used their strongest attack methods to break the barrier.

But this barrier that looked like a film was extremely solid. No matter how everyone attacked, it was not damaged at all.

At the same time, blood columns suddenly rose from the ground, rising into the sky, and gradually gathered in the sky to form a thick blood cloud.

The area of ​​the blood cloud became larger and larger, spreading towards the entire market.

"No, this is a blood cloud killing formation. We can't let this blood cloud gather, otherwise everyone will die." A formation master recognized this formation at a glance and shouted in horror.

As soon as this was said, everyone in the market no longer held back and used various attack methods to defeat the blood cloud condensed in the sky.

Various means of attack continued to bloom in the sky, like a grand fireworks display, beautiful beyond measure.

Various talismans were thrown out without regard for their lives. At this moment, for the sake of their own lives, they were no longer stingy with these little talismans.

Those shops that sold talismans also took out all the talismans. If they didn't have time to use them, they would let the monks around them use them together, just to defeat the blood cloud.

"Damn it, I've been poor all my life, and I can't bear to use a fireball talisman. Now I can throw away the third and fourth level talismans casually. It's worth dying."

In the sky, blood clouds were constantly dispersed by the attacks of the crowd, but as long as the formation was not broken, the condensation of blood clouds could not be stopped at all. With the protection of the old demon of blood flame, it was impossible for this group of people to find the formation flag to break the formation.

Soon, in the eyes of the crowd's despair, the blood cloud had covered the entire Frost Market. The thick blood cloud floated above their heads, like a mountain, pressing everyone to breath.

"Drip, drip, drip"

It started to rain in the sky, and blood-colored raindrops fell from the sky. Some monks who were only in the body-building stage could not resist the blood rain at all.

The blood rain dripped on the body, and the flesh and blood of the whole person began to melt, turning into blood water, and mixed with the blood rain.

"Ah..."

The shrill screams came from all over the Frost Market, blending together and resounding through the sky.

Listening to the terrifying screams, in front of the ears, those monks stained with blood rain were melted by the blood rain, leaving only a pile of white bones and a pool of blood.

The blood was quickly attracted by the blood column on the ground, merged into the blood column, and then rushed up again, replenishing into the blood cloud in the sky.

With the replenishment of these blood water, the raindrops gradually became larger, and in the blink of an eye it had turned into a heavy rain.

In the market below, all the monks held up the shield to isolate the raindrops.

Some monks directly looked for shelter.

However, the blood-colored raindrops had a strong corrosive power. The buildings of the entire market were being melted quickly. Except for those places where special formations were set up, the entire market was bare.

Only the colorful protective shield on the ground was left, allowing the raindrops to hit the shield, making a crisp sound like rain hitting banana leaves.

The raindrops kept sliding down the shield, and the shield was corroded by the blood rain and flashed, and the luster gradually dimmed.

Every moment, the shield was broken in the blood rain, accompanied by the screams before death.

Everyone in the entire market fell into despair. The old demon of blood flame had not appeared yet, and just one formation was about to kill all the monks.

At the beginning, they did not break this blood cloud killing formation, and now it is even more impossible.

With the death of the monks, the power of this formation will only become stronger and stronger until all the monks in the formation die.

Ye Ming and the scholar were hiding in the dark, watching coldly.

The scholar's face flushed, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, the blood vessels were clearly visible, and his expression seemed to be trying his best to restrain himself.

"There is so much delicious blood in front of me, but I can't eat it. This feeling is too uncomfortable." The scholar couldn't help complaining.

Ye Ming naturally knew how he felt, "Hold it for a while, the old demon of blood flame hasn't appeared yet, and we haven't found his lair yet. If you eat blood now, it may alert the enemy."

"I'll just tell you."

Not only the scholar endured the pain, but Ye Ming also had a hard time. If so much blood was swallowed by the corpse tree, how many blood beads would be produced, it would be enough to directly push Ye Ming's cultivation to the early stage of Nascent Soul.

However, in order to avoid being discovered by the Blood Flame Old Demon, not only the blood Ye Ming did not move, but also the souls of these monks after their death and the resentment they generated, Ye Ming did not swallow.

More and more monks died, the entire city was stained red with blood, and foundation-building monks began to die in batches.

Some monks with weak psychological endurance did not wait for the rain of blood to corrode the protective shield, and just roared and chose to self-destruct.

"Boom~"

The explosion swept all around, and several monks nearby were also affected. Their shields were not completely corroded by the rain of blood, but were destroyed by the self-destructions of other monks.

The body was thrown away, and rain of blood fell on it. Before the body hit the ground, only the white bones were left, which were corroded and fell into the blood.

As one person self-destructs, more and more people choose to self-destruct, causing death on both sides. Self-destruction does not require psychological pressure.

But after all, there are only a few who self-destruct, and there are still many monks who are struggling to support them, hoping to wait for help from the outside. After all, there is a problem in the entire city, and the Frost Sect, the owner of this city, must have received the news as soon as possible.