Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

This fight lasted for half a month.

The entire jade-colored ice field was filled with the strong smell of blood.

After the battle, everything was in shambles.

Countless corpses covered the ground, and many wild beasts crawled in the dark.

They didn't know why these outside monks were suddenly killing each other, but it suited them just fine.

They want to lurk in secret, wait for the best time, and then give these monks a fatal blow.

But the Beast King, who had not appeared in the Jade Icefield for a long time, stopped the actions of the wild beasts.

The huge white eagle stood on the top of the mountain, looking down at the vast white ice field.

Bai Yan is already old, and he feels that his time is running out.

I originally planned to use my last strength to fight for the last resources for the people in this beast tide.

But the beast tide did not break out...

Listening to the words carried by the wind, Bai Yan seemed to understand.

It turns out that there is such a thing buried under their land!

That bloody formation not only absorbed the flesh and blood of those monks, but also absorbed the vitality of their wild beasts!

Even every tide of beasts is because of the blood formation!

Not every wild beast in the Mysterious Realm of the World likes to start a war.

The fight between them and the monks is also a fight between food and hunters.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

They just want to gain the power to survive and protect their habitat.

However, the blood array broke the balance of all this.

Bai Yan knew that if this thing was not destroyed, wild beasts like them would be in a passive state forever!

The outside monks can leave, but they cannot.

As for the monk who destroyed the blood formation, even though he was a foreign monk they were opposing.

But they have a common enemy at the moment. The so-called enemy of the enemy is a friend. Bai Yan feels that this foreign monk's words are right.

The beast king in the combined area has a higher IQ and knows how to plan better.

The cold ice fields at night make it difficult for people to breathe.

A group of people live in a snow cave.

Yun Zheng was still alone in the corner, looking at the mysterious crystal coffin with fascination. The soul cultivators Lu Qingye and Jin Yan were relatively speechless.

Yuanze and Jiuji were surrounded by several demon cultivators.

After a long silence, Jin Yan finally spoke.

"Soul Lord?"

Her voice was very cautious.

She looked at Lu Qingye intently as if she was expecting something.

There were even tears in his eyes.

Jin Yan never believed that Tai Yin gave up those countless soul cultivators. Now seeing Lu Qingye, she would rather believe that something happened to the soul master...

Several demon cultivators looked at Jin Yan's activated sound isolation array and pouted.

Who to guard against? !

They looked at the female nun again and were even more dissatisfied.

What a great young talent their demon tribe had, yet she was contracted to two of them by one person!

Yuan Hao looked at Yuan Ze and Jiu Ji with hatred.

He also opened a soundproof array.

Yun Zheng, who was successfully squeezed out, didn't feel anything at all. He was lying on the lid of the Xuanjing coffin, seeming to be talking to the people inside.

"We have a way to unlock the contract formation in the spiritual realm! If you don't want to hurt the monk, you can."

Several demon cultivators nodded quickly.

Their demon clan has always protected their shortcomings and recognized a demon. In their opinion, that is their clansman.

Yuan Hao felt that if the demon cultivators from the Dragon Clan in the Central Spiritual Domain knew that there was a blue dragon bloodline here, they would definitely be excited and crazy.

As for Jiuji, the black wind tiger, although he is less talented, he has a unique aura about him.

It seemed like... barbaric power.

In fact, the demon clan has always had a legend.

The demon clan believes in the power of blood.