Chapter 1458 Mysterious formation, conspiracy revealed

The hinterland of Fengzhou.

The once prosperous and lively capital of Immortal City has long been reduced to ruins, with ruins and ruins almost everywhere, as well as traces left after the war.

The devastated land was covered with miserable corpses, as well as many broken magic weapon fragments. Even the base of the formation was buried by corpses. The long-dried blood stained the soil black, and the rich smell of blood lingered for a long time, forming a gloomy ghost mist around it, and there were many ghosts wandering around.

Those weird scenes are really chilling.

This shows how tragic this shocking battle was.

Just by looking at the broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground, you can see how heavy the human race has suffered. Although most of them are low-level monks and casual cultivators without any sect, there are also many elites from the major immortal sects.

Even among the top forces, many masters turned into withered bones and were buried forever on this battlefield.

On the other hand, although the major barbarian tribes also suffered considerable losses, their situation was undoubtedly much better than that of the defeated and retreating human race.

After all, in such a large-scale battle, if the battle fails, high-level monks may still be able to wait for an opportunity to evacuate, but it is difficult for low-level monks to have that opportunity. Once defeated, it means becoming an abandoned son, and the final result is mostly were massacred.

Therefore, every retreat is an inescapable nightmare for many low-level monks.

And this bloody reality also vividly interprets the law of the jungle in the world of immortality.

But what is surprising is that after the destruction of the fairy city, the capital of Fengzhou, the major barbarian tribes did not completely leave. Instead, some elites of the Mingyue tribe were left behind, wandering back and forth around the dilapidated fairy city, sometimes throwing out Various special instruments were used to quietly bury it deep underground.

As many barbarian masters acted, the originally devastated ruins began to shine with a faint red light, and there was even a strange black light lingering inside.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see that among the ruins below, a huge and extremely vast magic circle has been formed, covering the entire ruins of the capital city.

Not long after, as the various formation bases were activated, this huge formation was also roaring, and ripples visible to the naked eye swayed rapidly, causing a sudden violent wind to blow in the field, and eventually gradually formed a side that was constantly rotating. The vast vortex is suspended in the air at the ruins of the fairy city like a bottomless pit.

What's strange is that in the center of the formation, black and red lights can be clearly seen shining endlessly, and the boundless suction force explodes, causing all the clouds and mist around it, as well as large blood stains scattered on the battlefield, and countless battle deaths. All the heroic spirits were sucked in and thrown into the vortex.

Even the corpses everywhere couldn't be avoided. Under the spread of black and red light, they all exploded and turned into scarlet blood, and were then involved in the formation.

Thanks to this, the area covered by the giant formation continued to skyrocket, and the light emitted by the central vortex became stronger and stronger. The strength of the spiritual pressure could be clearly felt even from a hundred miles away.

Such a strange and bloody scene, it was as if everything on the battlefield had turned into nourishment for the mysterious formation.

As for the many masters of the Mingyue tribe who were responsible for setting up the formation, they all retreated quickly, fearing that they would avoid disaster.

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At the same time, on a towering mountaintop somewhere outside the city, there was a tall, middle-aged man with a majestic face standing with his hands behind his hands, his eyes looking deeply at the ruins below, wondering what he was thinking in the dark.

From the terrifying momentum surrounding him, it is not difficult to tell that this person is one of the two holy kings of the barbarians, Jiang Tingyue, known as the Holy King of Yunyao!

The entire fairy city, the capital of the feudal state, was destroyed, including the massacre of thousands of creatures, all of which were created by him.

At this moment, a slight wind blew in the distance, and a graceful woman wearing a black robe appeared quietly. She was the Holy King of the Dark Moon.

And behind him, there was a tall white tiger beast, following closely behind him, as if he was extremely docile, and it turned out to be the lynx that had been away for a long time.

It's just that the red tiger back then, after integrating a large amount of the essence and blood of the mythical beast white tiger, has undergone earth-shaking changes. Not only is the demonic eye shimmering with divine light, but the body is covered with black and white lines, and the four claws are as sharp as steel knives shimmering coldly. The aura around his body also appeared fierce and unusual.

Looking at the strength of that spiritual pressure, it is actually comparable to the peak power of the Great Barbarian Master in the early stage!

After noticing the movement, Holy King Yunyao couldn't help but turn his head slightly and glanced sharply:

"How's it going?"

After hearing this, Saint King Ming Yue smiled calmly:

"Giggle~! With just that thing from the Immortal Sect, how can you defeat me? Just a little trick is enough to trick him into turning around...!"

After saying that, Holy King Ming Yue turned his head and looked at the ruins below and the vast giant formation there. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction:

"Yes, the essence and blood of these human ants are indeed extremely abundant. They are perfect for pulling the formation...!"

Hearing this, Saint King Yunyao on the side couldn't help but frowned, and sighed with a hint of hesitation in his eyes:

"It's just a matter of massacring the human monks. After all, there is an old grudge between the two races, but not even the mortal nations along the way will be spared. Even the warriors who sacrificed their lives will not be spared. Is this move too cruel for us? Besides, if you act like this, aren’t you afraid of being entangled in endless blood and resentment?”

As he spoke, Jiang Tingyue obviously couldn't bear it.

After all, for a hidden great power, this shameful act of wantonly slaughtering the weak is really contrary to his past character.

However, seeing this situation, the Dark Moon Saint King smiled coldly and said proudly with deep meaning:

"Hmph~! There is an old saying in the human race that one general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of people! How can those who accomplish great things be obsessed with trivial matters?"

"Besides, everyone below the Saint King is an ant. Since this is the case, why should we care about the life and death of ants? As long as we can get the opportunity to ascend and escape this disgusting cage of heaven and earth, even if we slaughter all Canglan, what's the harm?"

After saying this, the Dark Moon Saint King looked far away, with a look of contempt between his eyebrows, and a cold look of looking down on all living beings. The broken mountains, rivers and land below were in full view, but it did not make his mood waver at all.

After this, Jiang Tingyue only sighed slightly, and did not say anything more, obviously acquiescing to this matter.

But at this moment, the Dark Moon Saint King seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked in a serious tone:

"For the clearing of the remaining monks in Fengzhou, remember to hurry up. The formation has not yet been completely formed, and the news must not be leaked, lest the human race immortal sect be prepared!

Hearing this, Jiang Tingyue nodded and said confidently:

"Don't worry, Yu'er is in charge of this matter personally. The king is very confident in his strength, and there will definitely be no mistakes!"

Seeing this, the Dark Moon Saint King smiled with a hint of meaning:

"Daoyou Yun Yao is really not simple. He was able to hide from the eyes and ears of the immortal sect and secretly send his son to the human race for training. Is this behavior to imitate the ancient barbarian gods?"

Jiang Tingyue was humble when he heard this, but there was only a hint of pride in his eyes:

"Hehe~! My son is not talented, let Daoyou Mingyue laugh at me!"

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