Outside the formation, he was naturally not afraid of Zhang Ruochen and could take the absolute initiative.

But if he falls into the formation, it's hard to say whether he can defeat Zhang Ruochen based on the power of the Nine Yin Escape Formations.

"Star Gate!" Zhang Ruochen launched an attack.

Above the head of Erjia Blood Ancestor, the sky was full of stars, forming a divine gate containing the weight of space.

The divine gate seems to be everywhere and there is no way to avoid it.

The Second-A Blood Ancestor held the divine gate with his hand, his eyes sharp, and said: "The absolute gap in cultivation cannot be made up by just a few formations. How much do you know about the cultivation of the great god?"

"Whoosh!"

The Erjia Blood Ancestor turned into a streak of blood, broke away from the suppression of the divine gate, rushed to Zhang Ruochen, and pointed at his heart.

In front of Erjia Blood Ancestor's fingertips, the space twisted into a whirlpool.

"Little tricks."

There was a loud noise, and the twisted space vortex was shattered by the finger strength of Erjia Blood Ancestor.

However, both Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er disappeared.

Blood Ancestor Erjia looked around and found that the space had changed drastically, and he was locked into a formation tower. In the tower, there were also two heavenly gods who had been suppressed into pieces of flesh and blood, and their divine bodies could not be reunited.

A god from heaven sent out a divine message to remind: "Blood Ancestor, be careful, the space here is very strange."

As soon as he finished speaking, a spatial vortex appeared at the feet of Erjia Blood Ancestor, pulling him underground.

In addition, above the head, there is also a space vortex pressing down.

"It's this move again. It seems that the so-called Nine Formations of Yin Escape are nothing more than that."

Pieces of blood-red armor grew from the skin of Erjia Blood Ancestor, and soon wrapped around his whole body. The divine body continued to grow in the upper and lower vortexes, using the blood-red armor to resist the killing of the space vortex.

Suddenly, his sense of crisis increased greatly, and he had no time to use his magical power to protect himself.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two space vortices collapsed inward, crushing his armor and squeezing his divine body until it exploded. Blood mist continued to spray, and his bones exploded like fried beans.

Soon, his powerful body was reduced to the size of an egg by the squeezing force caused by the collapse of space.

It was so bloody that it was impossible to see where the head was and where the legs were.

Outside the formation tower, Bai Qing'er and Aji assisted Zhang Ruochen in controlling the formation to resist the attack of the heavenly gods.

"I have told you that the inheritance of your Blood War Temple is going to be cut off today, but you still want to challenge me."

Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands together, gritted his teeth, and unleashed all his mental power to suppress the Second-A Blood Ancestor who was trying to break free from the space, squeezing him smaller and smaller.
Chapter completed!