Chapter 207: A logical genius, you can’t deny it!

Obviously, this formation can not only trap the Immortal Lord, but also kill him!

After learning about this function, Xue Wuhen's heart was in a state of panic, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mingye sneered complacently: "The Immortal Prison and Demon Slaughtering Formation can not only imprison, but also turn into a supreme killing game to wipe out all the living creatures inside!"

"When the second stage is opened, all of you natives will die! No one will be spared!"

Hearing this.

All the cultivators panicked immediately, and out of the instinct of survival, they launched a crazy attack and desperately attacked the green light curtain.

Countless magic weapons and spells bombarded it, bursting out with a booming sound.

"Get out! Get out!"

"What kind of ability is it to rely on such despicable means!"

"Oh my god, I shouldn't have come earlier. I was fooled!"

...

Seeing this scene, all the creatures in the underworld burst into laughter, and they felt so happy in their hearts.

The previous panic and despair disappeared, replaced by gloating and watching the show.

Weren't you humans so awesome just now?

Come to our territory and kill people?

What about now?

Keep killing, come on!

King Dangyou clapped his hands and laughed, feeling extremely comfortable. "Lord God's Envoy, I really admire you. Please cast a spell quickly and kill them all in this formation."

"That's right, but before that, I need your people to help me." A cold light flashed in Mingye's eyes, and his tone was meaningful.

"What?" King Dangyou realized that something was wrong, and saw Mingye's five companions start to grab the creatures of various races in the royal city.

Bang bang bang bang——!!!

Tens of thousands of creatures were originally immersed in joy, but in a second they were grabbed and crushed by the five immortals.

The blood mist covered the sky, making the blood moon red and bleeding, countless wronged souls were wailing, and the wind was gusting, the scene was very terrifying.

The tens of thousands of remaining creatures in the underworld were so frightened that their expressions became almost stupid, and they lay on the ground trembling, their eyes full of fear.

They couldn't understand why those gods suddenly turned their spears and killed them!

"Why..."

Seeing most of the tribesmen being killed, King Dangyou felt a chill down his spine, and his eyes almost popped out.

King Dangyou felt very complicated, fearful, angry, and sad.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Mingye, who seemed to be smiling, "God's messenger, I don't know how these people have provoked you? Do you need to treat them like this?"

Mingye smiled and said playfully: "I said, I need their help."

"Help?"

King Dangyou was in doubt, what kind of help was this?

Suddenly, it was surprised to find that countless blood-colored auras rolled into the Prison Immortal Demon Slaughtering Formation.

Swish!

The light curtain, which was originally as green as emerald, suddenly became extremely blood-red, as if it was stained with thick blood, with a violent, fierce, twisted, and weird horror aura.

"If this formation is to open the first stage, it will require a huge amount of life energy as a medium, so they can only be sacrificed." Mingye said in a relaxed tone.

After the other companions finished this, they laughed shrilly, as if the massacre just now could bring them pleasure.

"Woo woo, my people!" The surviving high-level people of various tribes shouted in grief.

Tens of thousands of Ming clan compatriots were killed in a blink of an eye, leaving only tens of thousands.

This change came too fast, like a tornado, so that they found it difficult to accept the reality for a while.

King Dang You clenched his hind legs, shivering with cold air.

Because of his You Clan, more than half of his clan members were gone, some of whom were even his direct blood relatives.

Listening to the harsh laughter of several people, King Dang You realized very deeply that the Mingyuan clan was just livestock raised by the Ming Clan, and he could kill them whenever he wanted without any psychological burden.

Ming Ye noticed the ugly expression on King Dang You's face, and snorted in displeasure:

"What's with that expression? I specifically told them before that when they take action, each race should retain some of their lives to ensure that the bloodline of the race can be continued in the future. Don't look at the small number of people left now. In the next few tens of thousands of years, the Mingyuan race will restore its splendor again."

"You are so considerate of all races, do you still have complaints against me?!"

These words are very logical and can be called a genius of logic.

The corners of King Dang You's eyes twitched, and he felt very aggrieved.

But there was no way, he chose the road himself, and he walked on his knees.

Listen to his analysis, it seems quite reasonable!

"Thank you for the magnanimity of the envoy! The Mingyuan clan is grateful!" King Dangyou forced a smile and bowed his hands respectfully.

"It's just a small effort," Mingye waved his hand.

Looking at King Dangyou's constipated expression, Wan Changwei beside him was secretly happy. You just stabbed me in the back, and this is retribution!

At the same time, he was extremely terrified of the cold and ruthless methods of the immortals.

Although most of the tens of thousands of dead Mingyuan creatures had low cultivation, there were some powerful ones like the incarnation and fusion. However, they had no power to resist in the hands of those people and were easily wiped out.

Even if it was tens of thousands of pigs, it would be a waste of time, right?

As a result, they died just like that, and died unclearly.

At this moment, Wan Changwei felt more recognized than ever before that the immortals were all ants.

You are so right!

Boom boom...

After absorbing that majestic life energy, the Prison Immortal Demon Slaughtering Formation successfully opened the first stage.

The aura of the formation became extremely violent, and the bloodthirsty red light began to flash inside the formation, which was particularly terrifying.

"It's over, we're done." Countless cultivators were full of despair, their hearts were filled with fear of death, and deep regret.

Xue Wuhen's face was pale, his hair stood on end. With the premonition of the immortal, he could feel that a great killing intent was about to come.

But what can be done now?

This is a formation that can even trap and kill the immortal king!

You know, the immortals are strictly hierarchical, namely true immortals, celestial immortals, mysterious immortals, and the fourth is the immortal king.

Compared with the high and mighty immortal king, a newly promoted true immortal like him is nothing!

If even the immortal king has to die, how can he still live?

"This is not just you, even Senior Ye has fallen." Xue Wuhen sighed to the sky, his tone was sad.

"No..."

At this moment, the East Region coalition army was completely in panic, and many monks were almost out of control, yelling and ramming the formation, crying and wailing.

They didn't want to die like this, because it was too cowardly.

"Haha, welcome the arrival of death!"

Wan Changwei laughed excitedly, feeling very refreshed, and felt that every pore of his body was stretching, floating as if he was flying to heaven.

Great revenge, avenge the previous shame!

So cool, so cool!

The monks of Yuhuamen were all laughing in gloating, holding an attitude of watching the show.

"Why, why is this happening?" Princess Mingyue's eyes were red from crying, two lines of tears slid down her face, and she was very desperate.

Li Wujie clenched his teeth, his eyes full of bloodshot, "Am I going to die like this..."

He has not yet realized his lofty ambition to become the number one sword god in the world!

"Is my career of rising over like this?" Hong Ye murmured, and the whole person stood there like a piece of wood, unable to accept this cruel reality.

After all, the immortals of the entire Kunlun world have only one ending after entering this formation, and that is death!

How to turn the tables?

It is impossible to turn it over!

Because he did not dare to offend Ming Ye and the others, King Dangyou had to transfer all his hatred to the human cultivators, and roared hysterically: "Go to hell! This is the price of your invasion of the Nether Abyss! Hahaha..."

"That's right! It's all your fault! You deserve to die!!" The remaining tens of thousands of Nether Abyss creatures angrily rebuked, and the hatred in their eyes almost overflowed.

Transfer all the faults to the human race.

This is quite ironic!

Mingye enjoyed the feeling of dominating the fate of others. He felt very satisfied when he heard the desperate cries of countless Eastern Region monks.

"Ye Junlin, let me see how helpless you look now?"

For this powerful enemy who had repeatedly opposed him, Mingye felt that he had finally fallen into his hands. At this moment, he couldn't wait to see the other party's panic and embarrassment before his death.

When he focused his attention on the young man again.

Mingye was stunned for a moment.