Chapter 3845: Blood Hexagram Hanging in the Sky, Earth Ghost Crying at the Grave

"Blood Hexagram Hanging in the Sky, Earth Ghost Crying at the Grave!" Hearing the old Source Heavenly Master's words, all the cultivators had looks of shock.

They didn't cultivate the path of source arts, so they naturally didn't understand the key points.

"This Blood Hexagram Hanging in the Sky, Earth Ghost Crying at the Grave is an extremely terrifying source master formation."

"Originally, it was a method of the Earth Master lineage; I didn't expect to see it here."

"In this formation, those Emperor Corpses are fundamentally unkillable and inextinguishable," the old Source Heavenly Master said.

"Is there no way to break the formation?" a cultivator asked in panic.

"It's very difficult; even if this young lady has the Source Heaven Book, to break this formation, besides the method, one also needs profound source pattern attainments and power."

"Otherwise, we can only wait for a batch of people to die and offer 'sacrifices' before we might find a flaw."

"What?!"

Hearing the old Source Heavenly Master's words, some of the cultivators present had their faces turn as pale as paper instantly.

Offer sacrifices?

Wasn't this treating them as cannon fodder?

They finally understood now that before entering this place,

Jun Xiaoyao had warned them that there might be danger within.

At that time, they hadn't cared, feeling that they wouldn't be the ones to fall.

As a result, now...

Many people were filled with regret, feeling that they should have listened to Jun Xiaoyao's words back then.

However, now, there wasn't even time for regret.

The Emperor Corpses appearing from the cracks in the earth were dense and swarmed over.

If it were elsewhere, it wouldn't be so easy to refine so many Emperor Corpses.

After all, the remains of Emperor-level powerhouses were not so easy to find.

But here, it was the Tomb of All Emperors.

The thing least lacking was the corpses of the fallen.

In an instant, the entire heaven and earth became chaotic.

Under the illumination of the hexagrams of the blood moon in the void.

These Emperor Corpses, even if shattered and torn apart, could still fuse again.

Like immortal warriors.

And the various forces soon suffered casualties.

Some were torn apart by several Emperor Corpses working together, bleeding.

Jun Xiaoyao saw this, his expression as calm as an ancient well.

He had kindly warned them before.

One could only say that life and death were determined by fate.

And as more and more cultivators fell,

this heaven and earth were permeated with a layer of blood mist.

And at this time, the ten coffins on the stone platform suddenly trembled.

Then, they actually broke through the air and fled toward the depths!

"Those treasures are fleeing!"

Someone saw this and reacted suddenly.

The various cultivators also began to try to break through this place.

And perhaps because quite a few people had already died, counting as having offered sacrifices,

this formation seemed to have developed some flaws.

Including the old Source Heavenly Master, Sang Yu, and even Ye Yu, who was temporarily staying on the Phoenix Feather Clan's side, were all trying to break the formation.

Especially Ye Yu, who possessed the Earth Extreme Yin Pupils.

And this Blood Hexagram Hanging in the Sky, Earth Ghost Crying at the Grave formation happened to be a method of the Earth Master lineage.

Ye Yu used his Earth Extreme Yin Pupils to observe this formation and also discovered some flaws in it.

However, Ye Yu wanting to break the formation was not out of kindness to save everyone.

"Ye Yu, break the formation quickly; there are opportunities we need in those coffins."

The voice of the artifact spirit of the Creation Heavenly Gate sounded.

Immediately, Ye Yu broke a corner of the formation.

On the other side, Sang Yu, with the help of the Source Heaven Book and the cooperation of the old Source Heavenly Master, also broke another corner of the formation.

The entire formation was suddenly tottering and falling apart.

"Charge!"

Seeing the formation break, the various forces also seized the time, without the slightest hesitation.

They directly chased after some of the coffins.

As for Jun Xiaoyao's side.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the people beside him.

Even without him, there wouldn't be any major problems on his side.

After all, besides Jun Xiaoyao himself, the women and followers beside him were all geniuses.

There was no need to worry too much about them.

"You can all go search for opportunities separately; be careful in your actions," Jun Xiaoyao said.

The people beside Jun Xiaoyao all nodded.

They also understood that they couldn't rely on Jun Xiaoyao's protection forever.

And Jun Xiaoyao, a trace of deliberation flashed in his eyes.

He had sensed Hong Meng's aura.

Although he had hidden it extremely obscurely.

Jun Xiaoyao's footsteps flickered, and his figure instantly disappeared into the void.

As the ten coffins fled into the depths.

The various forces, as well as the hegemonic clan geniuses, all scattered, each chasing after the opportunities they sensed.

In one direction.

A coffin broke through the air.

There were quite a few people chasing behind it.

And at this time, a figure emerged in the void, directly slapping down with a palm toward them, and hazy purple energy descended.

With a puff sound.

Those people's figures were all shaken back, vomiting blood, their eyes filled with shock.

The figure that emerged was naturally Hong Meng.

He had previously used a secret treasure to hide his figure and lurked in the dark.

It wasn't until later, when the formation broke, that he seized the opportunity to chase after this coffin.

He had sensed the aura of Hong Meng within it.

Hong Meng shook off this group of people, then reached out, runes spreading, turning into a law-based giant hand, wanting to grab the coffin.

But on the surface of that coffin, runes flowed, and it actually directly dissolved the law-based giant hand invisibly.

Hong Meng's brow furrowed.

And then he directly unleashed the Hong Meng Golden Pagoda.

In the void, a nine-story pagoda emerged, dripping with hazy purple energy, transcendent and supreme.

The Hong Meng Golden Pagoda shook down from the void, Hong Meng purple energy dissipated, fixing the coffin in place.

"With the luck of my Hong Luck Life Star, how could I not obtain this treasure?"

Hong Meng's mouth curled into a cold smile.

However, before the smile on his face could fully expand.

A calm voice came.

"Zi Gong Meng, that is truly a coincidence; it seems we are indeed fated."

Hearing this light and breezy voice, Hong Meng's expression sank instantly.

However, it seemed there was no great surprise.

After all, previously, Jun Xiaoyao had also sensed the Hong Meng opportunity with a wisp of Hong Meng energy.

Hong Meng turned around, seeing Jun Xiaoyao arrive, his expression was extremely cold.

"It seems that the bitch Zi Gong Youying has already told you all the cause and effect."

"But now, I am not called Zi Gong Meng, but Hong Meng!"

Jun Xiaoyao heard this and said calmly, "Daring to use Hong Meng as a name, your tone is not small."

"After all, I, Hong Meng, will become the Hong Meng Dao Body, and may also be the only Hong Meng Dao Body in this world," Hong Meng said.

These words were not only said to Jun Xiaoyao.

It was also as if he were indirectly speaking to Xia Feiying and Fu Qianxue inside the Hong Meng Golden Pagoda.

This was equivalent to telling them that only he, Hong Meng, could save them from their predicament.

"The only Hong Meng Dao Body?"

Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

This Hong Meng was a bit humorous.

Jun Xiaoyao's casual gaze, as if looking at a clown, made Hong Meng's expression grow increasingly gloomy.

On his body, purple radiance flowed, and an ancient purple armor emerged.

The surface had mottled patterns, as well as mysterious purple Hong Meng Dao runes.

It was the ancient armor he had obtained previously, forged from Hong Meng tree bark.

"Is this the opportunity you obtained previously?" Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

"With this armor, it will be difficult for you to hurt me again," Hong Meng said coldly.

Although now, he was still difficult to oppose Jun Xiaoyao.

But at least, he wouldn't be at his mercy anymore.

Jun Xiaoyao was speechless for a moment.

He had a Hong Meng tree in his body.

And this Hong Meng was actually treating an ancient armor made of Hong Meng tree bark as a treasure.

Jun Xiaoyao was truly silent.

And just at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to sense something, his gaze turning toward the distance.

A beautiful figure appeared, three thousand strands of silver hair drifting, standing in the void.

It was none other than Fu Yaoguang! (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 3846 =====

It was precisely Fu Yaoguang! (End of chapter)