"Wang Canghuang, as long as you remove this courtyard formation, let my people come in and search for it. No matter if the person I'm looking for is in your courtyard or not, I promise to spare you and hurt no one again, do you think it's okay?"

When Mu Luo saw this old man, she suddenly changed her mind of killing people directly. She didn't feel compassion. The Wang family has no deep hatred with her. Although she didn't care about the lives of these people, she was not a murderer. It doesn't matter if she kills these people or not, she just needs to find that person.

Wang Cang's yellow face with dark spots and sunken cheeks showed an extremely stubborn look. He didn't answer Mu Luo's question, but his eyes widened, his dry lips cracked, revealing his yellow old teeth, and he spit out two words fiercely:

"Blood Sacrifice!"

Mu Luo hurriedly cut crosswise with a sword, directly cutting off Wang Canghuang's neck. But it was too late. Wang Canghuang's blood flowed all over the ground, but it did not flow into a puddle, but flowed into the dense talisman carvings on the stone slabs on the ground.

Every inch of the ground of the Wang family is engraved with this strange talisman. Most of the people didn't know what they were, they just thought it was a pattern used to decorate the floor. But by this time, everyone was amazed to find that the floor of the whole house was full of inspiration, and sent out a terrifying attraction that drew everyone firmly to the floor.

The suction is getting stronger and stronger, almost like you want to make everyone a part of the house. After a while, although there were no wounds on their bodies, everyone found that the blood in their bodies was being strongly pulled and was penetrating through the skin and seeping into the stone slabs on the ground.

Blood flowed across the ground, embedded in deep runes, forming terrifying blood-colored runes everywhere.

But what's really scary is that each of them is not dead, but they can't move, and they can only watch as these talismans continue to draw their own blood, not knowing when it will end.

The Wanjun Quicksand Array, which had been depleted to less than one-tenth of its original size, was now suddenly injected with a burst of vitality and became strong again. And the quicksand, which was originally colorless and formless, is now gradually turning red.

Originally, the quicksand array only had a spiritual spirit and no substance. But since the people of the Wang clan sacrificed blood, it was equivalent to exchanging their own vitality for an entity.

One by one, small red grains of sand, all over the sky, shrouded the royal mansion, like a huge red millstone, began to gradually rotate and began to grind!

The five elders who had been reduced to trees stopped their attack. At this time, the quicksand array was no longer a defensive array. It was a huge millstone, made of red grains of sand, grinding continuously, grinding the entire mansion to pieces, layer by layer.

Starting with the roof of the roof, there are the trees that have grown for a hundred years, and then the tiles on the roof...... Layer by layer, nothing can escape this terrifying grinding.

Before he died, Wang Canghuang didn't think about saving the lives of the whole clan at all, but to carry out a blood sacrifice at the cost of the whole clan, and die with the invading green-haired woman in front of him! As for those people outside, he couldn't care about it anymore.

As long as you can leave the other party alone, it's good to hold back the other party's pace a little.

The dryads outside have regained their bodies. Now their master, Mu Luo, is trapped alone in the quicksand of this blood sacrifice. But no one was worried, and no one rushed into the battle to save them.

For them, if Mu Luo can't carry it here, then he is not qualified to be their master at all.

Mula was standing in the center of this red storm.

"A formation that directly injects vitality with blood?" she smiled coldly. The kind of formation that attracted the spiritual power of heaven and earth was more difficult for her. Because the dryad has always fought with qi and blood, it has always been difficult to control the spiritual machine. But Wang Canghuang's Yellow Blood Sacrifice clan injected vitality into her and wanted to die with her, which was extremely stupid in her eyes.

What about the whole family of the blood sacrifice royal family. The vitality of the hundreds of people in the Wang family added up, and it was not as good as her strength alone. Although she is only a young woman among the Treants, she is already more than a thousand years old.

Her long green hair floated towards the sky, getting longer and longer, and in an instant, countless green strands of hair filled the entire sky, forming a green cloud, from which almost endless vitality burst out.

The storm of blood-colored sand was also contaminated by this life, turning from red to green.

After a while, the storm subsided. But those red grains of sand have now turned into green sand like tiny emeralds, floating in the air. Mu Luo spread out her palms, and the thin green sand began to gather in her palms at her will. Eventually, it turned into a ball as green as jade.

This is actually a Blood Sacrifice Treasure. It was Wang Canghuang who laid down the magic circle, which was kept warm on this cave for a hundred years, and then sacrificed most of the vitality of hundreds of people in blood, and then was erased by Mu Luo with more powerful vitality, and imprinted a blue sand bead that his soul breath had refined.

This thing still has the power of Wanjun quicksand, and it is crystal clear, which makes Mu Luo love it.

At this time, the Wanjun quicksand array no longer existed. The split-leaf spitting needle morning glory vine spread rapidly, instantly covering the entire remnants of the royal mansion. Many people in the royal mansion still have remnants of life, but they were all killed by the poisonous needles spit out of the morning glory, and none of them survived.

Mu Luo took out the blood compass and looked left and right, and the pointer always only wanted the ruins of a demolished attic. She walked around the ruins, and the pointer was very clear, but there was nothing in the place as far as the eye could see, and there was no spiritual fluctuation.

"Elder Ye, what kind of formation is this?" Mu Luo asked with a frown.

"It's not a formation. According to the old man's guess, there should be an invisible spatial crack here! The person we are looking for is hidden in this spatial crack by the Wang family. But it is impossible to find out where the other end of the crack leads, whether the other end is dangerous, or not. ”

"Come with me. Mu Luo didn't think much about it at all, and directly made a move, and she was the first to walk into the spatial crack. Danger? She was never afraid of any danger.

Of course, the six Tree Clan elders did not dare to slack off, and they all followed one after another.

......

While scolding Yun Tiantian and Bai Xuanjue, Gou Zhu killed the bloody road in the pile of hungry ghosts, running wildly all the way.

His Xuanyin True Fire terrified the hungry ghosts. So he once used the Hellfire Sword as a torch, so that the hordes of hungry ghosts did not dare to get close. Although the hungry ghosts did not dare to approach him, they always formed a circle of ten paces, and wherever he went, their encirclement followed.

"Is this a fixed master?" Gou Zhu was extremely annoyed in his heart. He also tried to activate the Xuanyin True Fire and burn a large number of hungry ghosts. But to his astonishment, many hungry ghosts were obviously burned all over their bodies, and some of their bodies were half burned off. But when a wind blew through the Xuanyin wind, they recovered at a speed that was bizarrely visible to the naked eye.

The Hungry Ghost Dao is tormented by karma, and no matter how badly damaged the body is, as long as it is not dead, it will be completely repaired in the wind of Xuanyin, unless the negative karma is gone. It is precisely because there are so many Xuanyin winds in this cave that it has attracted countless hungry ghosts to gather.

The wind of Xuanyin in the underworld is almost endless, but it consumes a lot of true qi to manipulate the true fire of Xuanyin. Half an hour later, he was still stuck in this stone forest, and he didn't even get out of the way.

"Rather than this, it is better to rely on hand-to-hand combat, maybe you can fight a way out......" Gou Zhu looked at the four directions in the vast shadows. Fortunately, in his perception, the nineteenth and Huang Lu are in the same direction. If he can play the 19th round first, the pressure can be reduced a lot.

He extinguished the Xuanyin True Fire, and the surroundings suddenly darkened. Countless hungry ghosts around were stunned for a moment, and then pounced like mad dogs.

Gou Zhu is not polite, he performed light skills with his feet, danced the Hellfire Sword in his hand, separated the heads of countless hungry ghosts along the way, cut the flesh and blood, and killed a bloody path!

Fortunately, although the strength of these hungry ghosts is much greater than that of mortals, and the speed of running is not low, they are far less than his light skills. He quickly fought his way out of the dense pile of ghosts and headed straight for the clearing. The number of hungry ghosts around them quickly decreased, and gradually none of them disappeared.

The ghosts didn't disappear, but they couldn't match him in speed, so they were left far behind by him. At this time, Gou Zhu finally got a little free, and was able to sit down, holding a Pure Yang Pill and a Xuanyin Pill in the palms of his left and right hands to replenish the true qi in his body.

But it didn't take long for the hungry ghosts to swarm up again, and he could only run away again. The cycle went on like this, and he didn't know if he had been running for a day or two, he was really exhausted and couldn't see it.

But at this time, his eyes were cheerful, and it turned out to be a big river!

I don't know where the river came from or where it's going. It is vast and mighty, and it is dozens of miles wide. In this dark blue cave, the whole river is as black as ink, but it is surging away, like a thousand horses galloping, and the sound is no less than the famous river on the ground.

"Could this be the legendary River Styx?" By this time, the hungry ghosts who were chasing after him had already rushed behind him. Gou Zhu took a long breath, took the water-repellent beads obtained from the hanging lake into his mouth, and then jumped into the raging river Styx.