"Why, what I said is not effective?" The old ghost said proudly. In fact, he was also panicked. The red-robed sacrificial masters looked at him with obvious gaze.
One of the surrender masters quickly panicked: "Young Master... This... the person thrown into the blood pool cannot be released, otherwise the magic circle arranged by the Lord will be destroyed, which will also be very harmful to the Lord's practice. If the Lord blames this sin, let alone us, you will definitely not be able to bear it. This is not a joke."
The old ghost suddenly became at a loss, rubbed his hands, and secretly glanced at Ge Yu. Ge Yu glared at it directly.
This is very simple. You have to fish out the people in the blood pool even if you want to live or die.
Damn, who would care about Wu Long's practice? Ge Yu and the others did a one-time business, and they just finished it and left.
If it could cause some trouble for Wulong, it would be even better, but everyone would rather hope that Wulong would lose his life.
Immediately, the old ghost possessed Song En snorted coldly again: "This is not a big deal. I have my own plans to release the person. The adoptive father wants to blame me, and I will take it with all my strength."
The red-robed sacrificial masters looked at each other and felt that Song En was a little strange today.
One of the red-robed masters stood up and said, "Young Master, it is a death sentence to move the blood pool without mercy. This is the Lord's order. No one can violate it. What's wrong with you today?"
"Let you pick people out, and you can hurry up. There is so much nonsense, hurry up!" the old ghost said pretending to be vicious.
But the red-robed sacrificial masters stood there without any intention of moving, and even the eyes of Song En were somewhat meaningful.
The old ghost possessed Song En knew that things would be messed up, so he waved his hand and said, "Damn it, a bunch of waste, they won't do anything, you go up and catch all the people in the blood pool."
With a command, Ge Yu and others walked directly towards the blood pool, and the red-robed surrenders were about to step forward to stop them.
The old ghost suddenly shouted again: "If anyone dares to stop me today, I will throw him into the blood pool. I see who dares to move."
With this word, the red-robed sacrificers stood there and did not dare to move.
Ge Yu and his friends approached the blood pool again. When they were still one or two meters away from the blood pool, Ge Yu looked in the direction in the middle of the blood pool, but saw that the broken-armed monk Maipeng was floating in the blood pool at this time, and the only hand stood up with one hand. Others in the blood pool were all stained with blood, with blood all over their heads and faces. This old monk was unique, standing taller than the crowd, and there was no blood on his head.
Seeing someone approaching the blood pool, the old monk's squinting eyes suddenly opened, looked at Ge Yu and others, and then looked in the direction of lifting.
The great monk Kanghuiru seemed to have seen some clues and knew that he was coming to save him.
However, the monk looked at Ge Yu and others and shook his head, and suddenly said, "Don't get close... and leave quickly."
Ge Yu and his friends wondered, is this great monk crazy? So many people came to save him to death, but he actually asked everyone to leave here. What the hell is this?
After saying this, the monk closed his eyes again and stopped talking, looking like hell who would not go to hell.
Soon, Ge Yu knew why.
When Ge Yu, who was walking in the front, was less than half a meter away from the blood pool, he suddenly felt an extremely powerful force surge from the blood pool, locking himself around him, and then suddenly pulled himself in the direction of the blood pool.
At that moment, Ge Yu was startled and gritted his teeth, activated the spiritual power in the Dantian Qi Sea, stabilizing his body in place, but the suction force spreading from the blood pool still acted on him, constantly pulling himself into the blood pool.
Hei Xiaose and Li Zejian behind him were also ready to go to the blood pool to rescue the person.
Ge Yu waved his hand to the back and whispered: "Don't get close for now."
The people who were about to walk behind Ge Yu immediately stopped and slowly retreated. Although they didn't know what Ge Yu had encountered, there was still a tacit understanding for such a long time.
Several people slowly retreated and stopped two or three meters away from Ge Yu, ready to take action at any time.
Ge Yu stood there like a stone sculpture, resisting the sucking power from the blood pool. It seemed that he had countless hands pulling his arms and legs, and pulling them hard into the blood pool.
However, with Ge Yu's cultivation level, he quickly stabilized his body in addition to the brief panic at the beginning.
Just as he was thinking about what to do next, suddenly, the broken-arm Zen Master Maipong opened his eyes again and looked at Ge Yu. When Ge Yu and Zen Master Maipong looked at each other, a buzzing sound suddenly came into his mind.
"Young man, go quickly. This is not the place you should come. There is only a dead end to stay here."
Although the monk did not open his mouth, his voice came to his mind. This was a very clever method, called "Send the Message" and "Ge Yu heard from his master before, but this was indeed the first time he encountered it.
"This master, we are here to save you. This blood pool has a very terrifying suction. Can you tell me how to rescue you from this blood pool? This is all about tickling." Ge Yu did not open his mouth, just thinking in his mind.
However, Zen Master Maipeng quickly understood it, and another voice floated into his mind: "Young man, you should go quickly. You can't save me. Staying here is just to die. This blood pool should be in line with the power of the five elements of heaven and earth. It is the evil demon magic. The power of blood resentment is overwhelming, and it cannot be broken by the evil demon power, and..."
Zen Master Maipeng looked at Ge Yu with his eyes curled up, and voices kept coming to Ge Yu's mind. However, when Zen Master Maipeng said this, his speech suddenly stopped abruptly. Then he saw Zen Master Maipeng's face change drastically, and he opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, falling into the pool of blood.
Immediately afterwards, the blood pool seemed to boil, and the power of blood resentment turned into red mist and floated towards the three-legged cauldron above his head, and then gathered together and was absorbed by the three-legged cauldron.
After spitting blood, Zen Master Maipong's face became extremely difficult to see. He turned his head to look at Ge Yu again, but couldn't speak. He opened his mouth and gestured, which clearly showed the word "go quickly".
Chapter completed!