A moment later, Guan Yu appeared from another direction and saw the old man on the altar. Dan Feng glared at him, and his murderous intent was shocking: "Old guy, aren't you dead yet?"

"You are not dead yet, how can I die?" The old fairy laughed, "Guan Yu, Guan Yun, you are here just in time. I'll send you to accompany your elder brother and third brother!"

"court death!"

Guan Yu was furious and his eyes spewed out three feet long of flames.

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword raised it over the top of his head and slashed it down.

Rumble!

The sky cracked and the white mist rolled.

The old immortal on the altar sat without moving, just staring at Guan Yu coldly.

The sword light passed through the altar and disappeared without a trace, without destroying anything.

"How is that possible?"

Guan Yu frowned.

"Second brother, don't forget that this old guy is good at Feng Shui formation!" Zhao Zilong said, "In the Great Wilderness, if you can comprehend the mystery of heaven and earth, the formations you set up will be even more powerful!"

"No matter how powerful it is, I will kill you!" Guan Yu whistled, "You accepted the disciples Zhang Jiao and the other three, which confused the world and made people live in poverty. Later, with your own strength, I wanted to refine all the people. I was really guilty of the great sins and the heavens could not be punished! No, you should not be called an old immortal, but a demon, a demon, a demon in Nanhua!"

"Whether immortals or demons are living in vain under the laws of heaven!" Nanhua's old immortals and gods are here, "In order to transcend, they use all people as blood sacrifices. This is the honor of those ants!"

His eyes turned and looked in several other directions. At this time, Xiao Feng and others rushed over and occupied all directions.

"Since you're here, you can start!"

"Kill you all, I wonder if Emperor Chu will hurt you?"

"Will Zhuge Kongming be hit?"

The old immortal Nanhua laughed happily.

Nanhua, Zhang Jiao's master in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, passed on the three volumes of the heavenly book "The Strategy of Peace" to Zhang Jiao, allowing him to launch the Yellow Turban Uprising and buried the foundation of the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years.

However, this Nanhua looks like a fairy-like figure, but it is gloomy and terrifying in its bones.

"Just a demon, kill!"

Dugu Qiubai snorted coldly, and the stars danced around the sword light, but the sword seemed to have penetrated into the void and did not hurt the old immortal Nanhua.

"Don't do useless work. This is the core of the formation. The purpose is to attract you and kill them together!" The old immortal Nanhua curled his lips and pinched his hand to make a decision. "This is my foundation of the Emperor City, the other three giant cities as the auxiliary, and the vitality of 80 million people as the guide, and the eight polarized blood burial immortal formation was arranged into the Eight Polar Blood Burial Immortal Formation!"

"Start up!"

The seal was completed and the roar continued.

Eight phantoms appeared in succession on the sky, condensing into cities, and there was a figure inside.

There are exactly ten million people in each city.

The great power dropped, which made Zhao Zilong and the eight others' bodies sank and their faces changed.

The power of suppression, the power of erasing, and the power of imprisonment make them almost unbearable.

"I will refine you one by one to help me achieve enlightenment!"

The old fairy in Nanhua said with a smile.

Obviously, he is sure to win.

"Any formation has a limit to endure, I don't believe it. What kind of immortal burial formation can block the eight of us from joining forces!"

Xiao Feng snorted coldly, "Everyone, let's take action together, break the formation and kill this old demon!"

"good!"

Guan Yu held upside down and raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword above his head again.

The others nodded one after another.

At this moment, no one is too stupid to fight alone.

The old immortal Nanhua's face changed, he narrowed his eyes and said quickly: "This formation was created by me with the vitality of 80 million people. If I break the formation with brute force, and with the backlash, all of these 80 million people will die without leaving any one!"

"If you have the courage, you will destroy it!"

"Hehe, I want to see if Guan Yu, who is loyal and righteous, has this courage?"

"Can Zhao Zilong, who is unparalleled in kindness, really take action?"

"And you, under the banner of so-called justice, dare to take the big blame in the world?"

The old fairy in Nanhua sneered.

"Are you really that?"

Guan Yu raised his eyebrows and anger flames burned from his hair.

His narrowed eyes, the murderous intent that ejected from it turned into a knife light.

The face is so red that it can drip.

"I, the old immortal of Nanhua, dared to use the people of the Han Dynasty as chess pieces, let alone here?"

The old immortal Nanhua nodded.

How could you care about the ants of the mortal world when you cultivate immortality and enlightenment?

"You deserve to die!"

Xiao Feng was furious and bursts of dragon roars came from above his head.

Even the indifferent Ximen Chuxue had a surge in murderous intent at this moment.

"Nanhua, no matter what, you are considered to be true. Why use the people as a means? You won't be too despicable?" Zhao Zilong forced his anger and said calmly, "If this matter is spread, the world will be great and there will be no place for you to live in?"

"Hahaha!" Nanhua Laoxian laughed, "Zilong, Zilong, if we wait, although it is not considered immortality, it still has a lifespan of thousands of years. Today I kill 80 million, and in a hundred years, I will create 800 million people. Do you believe it?"

"Besides, this is a world where martial arts are the most respected!"

"As long as I have the strongest power, who dares not tolerate me?"

"Just like your Emperor Chu, did you destroy the blood sea strongly? That's a race!"

The old immortal Nanhua said loudly.

Everyone was silent.

"As you said, after 80 million deaths, 800 million may appear in a hundred years. What else can I hesitate about?" Duan Lang glanced at the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Then let's take action together, break the formation, and kill this demon path!"

"It's reasonable!"

Dugu Qiubai nodded. A sword world had evolved in front of him to resist the invasion of the formation.

"kill!"

Song Que raised his long sword.

The terrifying power has the power to kill the sky.

"Old Immortal Nanhua, do you really think you can threaten us?" Qin Qiong sneered, and bloody clouds spit out all over his body. "If we can ascend to the sky, we have already taken life and death lightly. You dare to set up a formation with 80 million creatures. In order to break the formation, let alone backlash, it doesn't matter if we kill them all? Hehe, by then, we will work together to capture you, extract souls and refine souls, and let you live for 100,000 years!"

The old fairy Nanhua turned pale and her heart felt cold.

"If you untie the formation and surrender to the Great Chu, I will make the decision. I will spare your life and let you continue to be free, otherwise..."

Zhao Zilong showed a ferocious look, "We will capture you alive at all costs. Don't forget that behind us, there are Taoist Master Sun, Senior Chi Songzi, and a Emperor Chu who can destroy the sea of ​​blood. Do you really think that you can resist it? Even if you refine all of us, you won't naively think that you can block my emperor's anger, right?"

The old immortal Nanhua was silent and suddenly smiled grimly: "If I don't believe it, can Emperor Chu be killed?"

"I don't believe it, you dare to force yourself to break the formation?"

"I don't believe it, you dare to waste eighty million lives?"

"The formation is erased!"

He flashed a fierce light and activated the formation, and the power completely descended.

Zhao Zilong shook and his face changed drastically.

Guan Yu's eyes narrowed into a gap, and the Yanyue Knife raised high did not fall for a long time.

Song Que's sky sword only protects himself.

The blood-colored light around Qin Qiong condensed into a light shield.

Xiao Feng closed his eyes.

Dugu Qiubai sighed.

Duan Lang stared at the old immortal Nanhua.

Ximen Chuxue was unmoved.

"Try to kill!"

Zhao Zilong held a silver spear in his hand. It was an immortal weapon that activated its power and temporarily blocked the power of the formation. After saying that, he walked forward.

Several others acted one after another.
To be continued...