There are ripples of void vibrating above, and there is poisonous mist fused with various elixirs below.

"Are these people really cultivators? How come they are more ruthless than us demon cultivators!"

"We're screwed this time."

The remaining demonic cultivators were attacked from both sides and suffered terribly, and they roared like they collapsed one by one.

Next, all the demon cultivators died one after another.

They either couldn't avoid the cracks in the void and were chopped into pieces, or they were accidentally sucked into the black mist and screamed and turned into bones.

"This method is so terrible that no one trapped in it can survive."

Fan Yun's face was extremely pale, and he tried his best to avoid the cracks in the void and the black fog, but watching everyone die, his arms were shaking slightly.

Heartache!

Not only is his Demon Sect gone, but the newly formed blood alliance will definitely be wiped out in this war.

"But what's going on?

Fan Yun almost vomited blood, and his head almost exploded, but he couldn't figure it out at all.

Why, how could a large formation of this level appear here!

He has not been lazy at all in the past few days. He has been using his magic eyes to detect everything around him, and he has not seen any situation. How could someone secretly set up such a large demon-killing array?

"We can't stay here any longer, otherwise there is only one way to die. Even if we are lost in the void, it is better than death."

Fan Yun was one of the most advanced among the trapped monks, and he had magic eyes, which allowed him to see through the cracks in the void in advance. Therefore, not only did he not die in the first round of attacks, but he was also unscathed.

But even if he escaped the bombardment of the previous formation, he knew that he would not be able to survive this time's front and rear attack.

Fan Yun gritted his teeth, and the dark crack in his eyebrows suddenly opened.

However, what was exposed inside was not an eyeball, but a strange-looking, black knife that flew out.

The knife sliced ​​through the air, and it was so weird that it opened a huge space crack in the void.

While the ripples of the void and the black mist were attacking, Fan Yun turned around and took a deep look at his surroundings, and then resolutely rushed into the void passage.

And after Fan Yun left, none of the other demon cultivators survived.

The demon-killing formation was laid out by the three forces in Qincheng.

Except for Fan Yun, these fifty-plus Tribulation Realm monks, including more low-level monks behind them, all fell.

On the ground, a series of spiritual light shields in the shape of banana leaves were supported above everyone's heads.

Whether it was the ripples in the void, the black mist, or the spiritual light from before, because this spiritual light obscured it, no one in the Righteous Alliance was harmed at all.

At this time, there was silence on the desert island.

There was only the sound of blood and pieces of meat falling to the ground.

Shock was written on everyone's face.

All the monks stared blankly at the sky, watching the demonic cultivators who had chased them all the way and made everyone suffer in the shocking formation arranged by Qin Cheng, as fragile as shredded paper, and perished one after another.

Dead, all dead?!

The ancestor, the old man, really killed all the blood alliance monks who were chasing him!

Everyone's heads were roaring, and everyone was dumbfounded, as if they had been struck by thunder.

Qin Cheng asked them to sit down and there was no need to take action. Even if they did so, most of them couldn't believe that doing so would kill the chasing demon cultivators.

Qin Cheng asked them to take out the token, but no one knew what use the token could be used for.

But now the answer is revealed.

For those who have an identity token, the formation will automatically protect them and keep them unharmed.

As for those blood alliance demon cultivators who did not have tokens, they were all killed and no one was left alive.

"The founder, is he really in the early stage of transcending the tribulation realm?"

Some people scratched their heads desperately, only to feel numbness.

To be fair, have you seen that in the early stages of the Tribulation, more than fifty people in the Tribulation Realm were wiped out in one go, and most of them were the weakest ones?

"Even if the ancestor is in the early stage, he is not an ordinary early stage monk. The ancestor cannot be estimated using common sense." Another monk took a deep breath and said.

"The ancestor cannot be measured by his cultivation based on this formation alone. But no wonder the sect master, deputy sect master, and other elders have so much trust and respect for the ancestor. Now it seems that the ancestor is a god."

Some people showed admiration and their voices were excited.

Many people nodded.

Under the nose of the demon cultivator, such a shocking formation was set up on the deserted island, and he was sure that the opponent would enter this place.

They even arranged identity tokens to prevent everyone from being counterattacked by the formation.

As a monk of the Righteous Alliance, who can not admire this kind of method and this kind of mentality, and who can be unconvinced by it.

"Master Qin Cheng, he really exceeded my expectations once again."

Looking at the blood spilled all over the sky, Zhang Chongli smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It seemed that every time Qin Cheng made a move, it would bring him unexpected surprises.

This time is naturally no exception.

"Let this kid Qin Cheng pretend to be a big boss again. Why can't I understand the formation method?"

Seeing everyone's expressions of admiration, they all talked about the ancestor eagerly.

Peng Shui felt envy and secret hatred in his heart.

He also had the opportunity to learn divine patterns at that time, but unfortunately he really didn't have the talent in this area.

However, this guy is quite ruthless, and he actually brought out so many good things to set up an array. Without any courage, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do it.

Peng Shui also sighed with emotion.

These subordinates just watched the excitement, but they themselves saw that the layout of Qincheng's demon-killing array definitely consumed a lot of cultivation materials.

If it were a different sect leader, if his subordinates were in trouble, they might save them, but they would rarely be willing to spend such a high price.

In the eyes of Qin Cheng, the lives of everyone are probably more precious than some cultivation objects.

Following such an ancestor, the monks of the Righteous Alliance are really lucky.

Peng Shui looked at the happy faces of everyone around him, stood up and sighed.

In the Shadowless Demon Sect, I have seen the rise and fall of too many sects. Many of the sects failed not because the sect was not strong enough or the sect leader was incompetent, but because the sect's backbone was not strong enough and there was no pillar to unite people.

And Qin Cheng is obviously the backbone and spiritual pillar of the Zhengqi Alliance.

"Okay everyone, the rest time is over. The injured monks stay here to collect the scattered storage bags. The rest of the people will go with me to meet the ancestors. Don't forget that the ancestors are still blocking the three leaders.

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After a brief period of confusion, Peng Shui immediately regained his energy and gave orders to everyone.

"yes."

Everyone in the Righteous Alliance witnessed the tragic death of these demon cultivators, and their morale was as high as a rainbow.

Zhang Chongli arranged his men to collect the loot here, while everyone else flew out of the desert island and headed in the direction they came from.

"This kid from Qin Cheng is so ruthless and decisive!"

On another desert island, the corner of Han Mingsheng's mouth twitched a few times.

He was the only one among these people who witnessed Qin Cheng moving around on that desert island for several hours, and then ran out and pretended to be back for the first time.
Chapter completed!