Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

A quarter of an hour later, the disciple behind Ji Wanchou came back carrying several unconscious wild cultivators.

Again they sacrificed those people.

After repeating this cycle, a hundred more people were captured, and the killing array was finally able to stop operating for an hour and pass safely.

Ji Wanchou took the lead and rushed into the cave, followed closely by the others. Song Ci secretly followed behind them.

Passing through the cave, you will see a huge open field.

In the center of the field, a black-robed skeleton sat cross-legged on the ground.

Its frame is thick and strong, and its whole body exudes a strong sinister aura, which makes people unconsciously feel creepy.

Ji Wanchou and others simply ignored the skeleton and quickly searched.

After knocking around, no other mechanisms or treasures were found.

"It's strange that there isn't a single treasure in a place guarded by such a huge restriction?" A Yunxiao Palace disciple muttered in confusion.

Another person echoed, "It's a bit weird, how can it be empty?"

Ji Wanchou frowned, his eyes swept over everyone present, and finally landed on the skeleton.

He pondered for a long time, raised his palms, and activated his spiritual power.

"Oh!"

The skull was shattered by his palm, and dust fell.

As the skull fragments scattered, a book suddenly appeared in the originally empty place.

"Is this a...spell?"

Someone came closer and tried to pick up the book and read through it.

A red light suddenly flashed on the book, scratching the person's palm.

Scarlet blood dripped down the scar, dripping onto the ashes of the skull, and disappeared instantly.

"hiss--"

The injured man took a deep breath and looked at the blood on the ground in horror, the fear in his eyes deepening.

I saw that the skeleton that had turned to ashes instantly returned to its original state, with crimson blood flowing on it, which was charming and strange.

Ji Wanchou's expression changed slightly, with fear in his eyes.

"What a wicked thing."

The rest of the people gathered around and looked at the strange skeleton curiously.

"Senior Brother Ji, what should we do now?"

Everyone looked at each other, realizing that things were not simple, and hesitated for a moment.

In an instant, the skeleton suddenly moved, and two balls of green will-o'-the-wisps burst out from its eye sockets.

"What the hell is this?"

"A skeleton can actually come back to life?"

"What on earth is this place and why is it so weird?"

Ji Wanchou's face was particularly ugly, he drew out his sword and stabbed towards the skeleton.

"boom!"

The long sword struck the withered head, causing only a small metallic trembling sound.

Ji Wanchou's pupils shrank suddenly, "This thing is incredibly strong!"

He gritted his teeth and activated his spiritual power.

In an instant, the spiritual power condensed into a blade and slashed towards the withered bones.

Click.

The blade cut into the skin of the dead bone, leaving only a trace before it was blocked and unable to continue cutting downward.

Withered Bones tilted his head slightly, green will-o'-the-wisps flickering in his eye sockets.

It opened its mouth and let out a harsh, hoarse roar.

"If you were still alive, maybe I would still be afraid of you. But now, you are just a dead thing. Do it!" Ji Wanchou shouted.

"Yes!"

The rest of the people took action one after another, attacking the withered bones.

Dozens of people took action at the same time, and their spiritual power surged like a tide, drowning the dead bones.

"Boom!"

The withered bones were finally blown away, fell to the ground, and hit the stone wall, creating a ferocious dent.

"Ha..." Ji Wanchu snorted coldly.

He stepped forward and looked down at the withered bones, "It's just a skeleton, but it still wants to turn the world upside down?"

The withered bones moved, the bone claws were raised, and they slammed against the rock wall with a loud bang, exuding bloodthirsty and brutal pressure.

"Blood Demon Swallowing Heaven Palm!"

The withered bones struck out with both hands, and the wind from the palms was fierce, sweeping in all directions like a hurricane.

"Puff puff……"

Several Yunxiao Palace disciples standing in the front row were caught off guard and were affected. Their bodies were torn into pieces and their flesh and blood were blurred.

Ji Wanchou frowned and took a few steps back to avoid the withered bones attack.

He punched out, and the majestic spiritual power poured out.

"Oh!"

The withered bones were knocked out again and fell into the corner of the cave.

Ji Wanchou took advantage of the victory to pursue him, once again bullied the withered bone, and gave it a hard slap, completely smashing it into pieces.

Scattered remains of dead bones fell to the ground.

"Finally resolved."

Ji Wanchou breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to pick up the magic book. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across and snatched the magic book away from his eyes.

"Who!" Ji Wanchou was furious.

The man in black was extremely fast and escaped from his sight in the blink of an eye.

He shook his sleeves angrily, "Damn it, chase him all, I will crush him to ashes!"

"Yes!"

Ji Wanchou was the first to chase after him, and the other disciples of Yunxiao Palace immediately spread out and chased after him.

Song Ci used his physical skills to hide in the jungle and shuttle quickly.

Ji Wanchou narrowed his eyes, and suddenly thought of the Dragon Heart Nine-leaf Zhizhi he had lost. With a ferocious light in his eyes, he took out a piece of talisman paper, burned it with spiritual power, and threw it out.

"call out!"

Song Ci hurriedly used his spiritual energy to defend himself, but he couldn't block it at all. The talisman sank directly into his body.

His expression suddenly changed, "Oops!"

In an instant, he seemed to be a signal source, locked by the people in Yunxiao Palace.

"Catch him, don't let him run away!"

There was a sinister look in Ji Wanchou's eyes, he stepped on the ground with his toes and jumped forward.

Song Ci tried his best to run away, but there were too many people on the other side and he was quickly intercepted.

Block it all around and guard it to the death.

Ji Wanchu stared at him coldly, his eyes gloomy: "How courageous you are to dare to steal my things."

Song Ci pursed his lips and said nothing, lowered his eyelids, as if thinking about a way to escape.

"Did you steal my Dragon Heart Nine Ye Zhi?" Ji Wanchou glared at him.

Song Ci hugged his chest with the sword and nodded in recognition, "I took it."

Ji Wan was so filled with hatred that he wished he could skin this bastard.

"In this case, I will make you pay for it today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of Yunxiao Palace drew their weapons one after another.

"How about you guys take a look at where you are first?" Song Ci reminded him, and then quickly used his escape technique to escape again.

Ji Wanchou's expression changed, and he lowered his head and looked around.

At some point, they actually circled back to the cave ruins.

The location of your feet...

It is the area covered by the blood path killing array.

Lines of blood drilled out of thin air.

"Ah, blood path killing formation, what should we do now?" Someone couldn't help shouting in panic.

Others are not much better. After all, they are just ordinary people. When encountering such a dangerous situation, they will inevitably feel scared.

Ji Wanchou's face was ashen and he was extremely irritable.

"Abandon your body and run away!"

He made a prompt decision, abandoned his original body, and chose to escape with his soul.

All the disciples followed suit.

Ji Wanchou's soul floated out of his body, and his face turned horribly gloomy as he watched his body turn into blood in an instant.

But right now, life is more important than anything else!

When he succeeds in his reincarnation, he will cut that man into pieces with thousands of knives and smash his bones into ashes!

Just as he was about to leave, there was a rustling sound behind him, which made his spine tingle.

A gust of cold wind blew over his neck, making his scalp numb with the coldness.