Listen to the discussion of the monks next to you.

This is the third area Su Zinan has searched.

The previous two attempts ended in vain.

Monks gathered on several nearby islands to watch the results.

I don’t know what methods Su Zinan used.

The sea surface in the distance was bulging high, and seawater was continuously flowing out from inside. Qin Sang flew a little higher and saw that the bulging area was circular, with a bottomless sea pit forming in the middle.

In the sea pit, lights of different colors flashed non-stop, and the fluctuations caused by magic weapons and Taoism could be clearly perceived.

There are some figures floating in the sea pit.

Several of them are clearly core.

Qin Sang looked closely and saw clearly the faces of these people.

One of them, wearing a white robe and jade belt, was suave and suave. He was none other than Su Zinan, who was currently in the limelight. This person's appearance matched Yue Fei very well.

"That old devil is indeed not Su Zinan," Qin Sang thought of Mr. Wu.

He still remembered that there was no Mingyue Seal between the old devil's eyebrows, so he was not a Mingyue Guard. He didn't know what his status was in Luye.

Glancing over several people nearby, Qin Sang noticed the man next to Su Zinan.

This person said nothing and stood there quietly, giving people a feeling of being away from the world.

"The number one loose cultivator in the Northern Wilderness, Mo Xingdao, what is the relationship between this person and Lu Ye... He is indeed a member of the Huashen Dao lineage, with at least three great cultivators overtly and covertly! Didn't the old demon come? Or is he hiding in the dark to support Su Zinan?"

Qin Sang observed Mo Xingdao for a while, woke up the Tianmu Butterfly, and searched secretly.

From Su Zinan's side to the outermost crowd of bystanders.

Qin Sang scanned them roughly and found no one that looked like Wu Lao.

The sunset falls into the sea.

At nightfall, the treasure light in the sea pit suddenly went out. Su Zinan flew out of the sea pit with a gloomy face, followed by Mo Xingdao and others. The sea water fell back and returned to its original state.

Then, Su Zinan ignored others and flew straight back to the Chinan Island Chain.

As expected, the search failed again.

…

More than a month later.

Qin Sang followed Su Zinan to many places, and every time he left in good spirits and returned in despair.

Su Zinan's activities were irregular, running around everywhere.

After so many times, Qin Sang couldn't help but start to wonder, could Su Zinan have a way to lock down the ruins of Wuwang Palace? Or was he deliberately delaying time?

These days, there are obviously many Nascent Souls of unknown origin in the crowd of onlookers. Some of them have obscure auras and are deliberately concealed, but they cannot be hidden from Qin Sang's spiritual sense.

Being here does not affect his practice of "Fire Golden Lotus", Qin Sang simply continued to spend time with Su Zinan.

Another half month has passed.

Qin Sang was practicing, and the innkeeper sent someone to report that Su Zinan had left the island again.

Su Zinan acted with great fanfare every time, which saved Qin Sang from having to keep a close eye on him.

Qin Sang slowly finished her exercise, and the fire lotus seeds disappeared between her eyebrows.

There was no need to ask where Su Zinan was going. When he walked out of the inn, Qin Sang raised his head and saw streaks of light flying past in the sky, all flying in the same direction.

He followed slowly and slowly.

Soon he discovered that this time was different from before. As soon as Su Zinan left the island, he flew southeast as fast as possible with a very clear goal.

Qin Sang's heart moved and he speeded up, surpassing most of the monks.

Not long after.

Everyone followed Su Zinan to a new sea area.

Qin Sang habitually landed on the deserted island and found a place with a good view to watch.

From a distance, I saw Su Zinan and others staying on the sea, forming a circle, seeming to be discussing something.

After a stick of incense.

Mo Xingdao and the other Nascent Souls each took a strange-shaped wooden stake from Su Zinan's hand, and then spread it out in all directions, leaving only one Ming Yue Guard beside Su Zinan.

The wooden stake was as thick as a thigh and only three feet long. The surface was carved with dense grooves, which reflected a strange blood light under the sunlight. Just like the blood vessels of the wooden stake, blood kept flowing inside.

Everyone held wooden stakes and surrounded an area of ​​more than ten miles in radius. Su Zinan was located in the center, suspended above the sea, sitting cross-legged in the air.

Su Zinan closed her eyes tightly.

Others started to get busy.

They were too far away, and Qin Sang couldn't tell what they were going to do for the time being. They seemed to be setting up a formation.

After a while, Su Zinan let out a low roar of unknown meaning.

Mo Xingdao and others immediately threw out the wooden stakes in their hands and threw them straight into the sea.

'Bang! Bang! Bang!'

Water splashes everywhere.

The wooden pile was pierced into the sea, most of it was submerged under the water, and part of it was exposed on the water, hovering motionless.

At the same time, Su Zinan raised his hands, quickly completed a seal, pressed his palm down, and a stream of light shot into the sea.

The stream of light merges silently into the sea water.

Suddenly, the wooden piles on the periphery changed, and the blood in the groove began to flow rapidly, emitting a rich blood light. The wooden piles sensed each other, and the blood light attracted each other.

‘Swish, brush, brush…’

The bloody light formed a line, connecting all the wooden piles, forming a complex pattern on the sea.

Su Zinan was the leader of the main formation. Controlling this formation seemed to be a heavy burden. His face turned red and his upper body shook a little.

Just when outsiders thought something had happened to Su Zinan, Su Zinan suddenly faded away and disappeared. Su Zinan appeared above all the wooden piles at the same time and merged into the wooden piles in a flash.

"open!"

Accompanied by a loud shout.

The wooden piles were all submerged into the bottom of the sea, and the seawater in the center of the formation turned into blood, dazzling scarlet, as if a blood-colored gem was embedded in the sea.

'Crash!'

The blood boiled and turned into a thick bloody light, rising into the sky!

Whether it is Su Zinan's actions or this blood wood formation, it is completely different from the previous times. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there will be changes today!

Qin Sang's eyes followed the blood light, and soon he saw an astonishing scene.

The blood light rushed to a thousand feet in the sky and suddenly disappeared. The blood wood formation was still running, and the blood light was like a pillar, flowing continuously, but only the lower section could be seen.

There seems to be an invisible giant mouth in the void, swallowing up the blood!

There were constant exclamations all around.

Qin Sang stared closely at the place where the blood light disappeared, and let Tianmu Die use all his strength to use his magical power. At first, he saw nothing, and there was no invisible barrier as imagined.

When the blood light became more and more intense, it finally changed. A black spot faintly appeared inside the blood light, and then the black spot expanded at an alarming speed.

In an instant, the black spot became half the size of blood light, and was still expanding rapidly.

Even people who don't have Tianmu Butterfly have discovered the strange changes in the blood light. The inexplicable power tears a big hole in the void, like some kind of passage.

"I found it!"

"Are you sure it's Wuwang Palace? The last time the ruins were opened, who was present and it was the same?"

"Mr. Shen was there at the time! Huh? Where did Mr. Shen go?"

…

The island is in chaos.

Qin Sang stared at the black hole with a solemn expression. The black hole was completely dark. For some reason, he felt a palpitation in his heart. As the black hole expanded, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, a gray breath flew out from the black hole.

'Boom!'

There was a loud sound of the earth shattering, and everyone was shocked and lost their voice. They stared blankly above, and saw the gray breath rushing out of the black hole, showing extremely violent power, and rushed down.

A gray waterfall was born in the void.

Being so far apart, everyone could feel the aura of tearing everything apart, and their hearts trembled with fear.

The gray aura rushes down.

People in the Blood Eye Formation bear the brunt.
To be continued...