"Let's go and have a look" Meng Fan's face darkened, he swayed and rushed into the thick fog first, followed closely by Qing Ling with a solemn look on his face.
After hearing the weird noise, she suddenly felt uneasy in her soul and felt a sense of impending disaster.
Meng Meng looked at the backs of the two of them, looked down at her body, bit her lip, unfolded all her cultivation skills, and hurriedly chased after her.
After absorbing the ghost energy, her cultivation level had reached the fourth level of Dixuan. .
“It’s really weird” After flying for about ten minutes, Meng Fan suddenly stopped.
In front of him, a bottomless circular pit suddenly appeared, which seemed to go straight to the ground and was filled with thick cold air.
The weird sound just now came from the pothole.
And around the pothole, a shocking red line is drawn, and eight self-beating meat balls are placed on the red circle at a certain distance, which is extremely strange.
"It's a formation."
Qing Ling glanced at the red circle and eight meat balls and frowned.
"The formation should be correct."
Meng Fan squatted down, pointed at the eight meat balls and said in a deep voice, "Are these eight hearts, or human hearts, placed in Qian, Kun, Gen, Dui, and Kan?
, Li, Xun, Zhen, eight directions.
Although I don’t know what the purpose of the person who set up the formation paper is for the time being, but using people’s hearts to set up the formation shows that he is ruthless and ruthless.”
"What evil tricks did the other party use to make this heart still beating after leaving the human body?"
Qing Ling pursed her lips.
The eight hearts were beating in a certain rhythm under her eyes.
As long as the heart beats , there are strange sounds coming from the endless potholes, making people's scalp numb.
"Let me take a look."
Meng Fan's pupils suddenly shrank and he used his spiritual ghost eyes.
The scene before his eyes made his expression suddenly change.
I saw dense red threads wrapped around the eight hearts.
There was unknown energy swimming on the red threads, and the red threads continued deep into the pit.
I didn't know where it led.
Under the strange noise, Meng Fan, like Qing Ling, also felt uneasy, as if the bottomless pit had an inexplicable suction force that wanted to suck his soul in.
Meng Meng stood aside, blinking her autumn eyes, staring at the scene in front of her, with a hint of fear in her expression.
This time, her expression was finally right.
"This formation looks a bit familiar."
Meng Fan stood up, pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, "This is very much like a soul-calling formation.
No wonder there were so many ghosts appearing just now.
It must be Summoned from the ground by this formation."
When he was in his hometown, Grandma Zhang once taught him the soul-calling formation.
He put a screen in the middle, lit candles on the Eight Diagrams positions, and then used the old things of the deceased as a guide to cast the soul-calling spell to summon the soul of the dead to appear behind the screen. superior.
The formation in front of him replaced candles with beating hearts, and screens with bottomless pits.
"Qing Ling, when I was in the secret realm, I met a senior named Sikong Changye.
He said that this tiankeng was once selected as a place for the underworld to attract the souls of the dead, and was later destroyed by that senior using the blood sacrifice formation."
Meng Fan Pointing to the pothole, "Now the blood sacrifice formation has collapsed, and the person who set up the formation clearly has ulterior motives."
"Could it be that he summoned those ghosts from the ground to change the environment here?"
Qing Ling endured the impact of the strange noise on the soul and said, "Did he reopen the formation to extradite the dead souls?"
Qing Ling's face was as dark as water.
If this was true, it would be another disaster for the dead souls.
Even she, if she is within the coverage of the formation, may not be able to escape, because she once heard her father say that once the soul of the dead is sensed by the soul-inducing formation in the underworld, it will completely lose consciousness.
Who am I?
I was extradited to the underworld obediently and became a piece of meat on the chopping board.
This was completely different from my father’s outcome of finding a way to go to the underworld on his own.
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She also knew that the underworld feeds on the souls of the dead in the human world.
The dead souls are like rice in the fields to the underworld.
The time has come for the harvest.
"I'm afraid that's the case."
Meng Fan nodded heavily, "I'm also suspicious of who is setting up the formation.
We can't let this formation continue, we must destroy it now."
Thinking of those red lines, Meng Fan felt that the person setting up the formation was definitely Head Su.
Moreover, he will also launch a war against the Beast Taming Sect, which may also be related to opening the soul-inducing formation.
"Okay."
Qing Ling nodded in agreement, raised her delicate hand, and shot out a stream of light.
"Wait a minute!"
When Meng Fan raised his hand to stop her, it was already too late.
He only heard a bang and one of his hearts had been shattered by the stream of light.
Immediately afterwards, a sudden change occurred The red thread connecting the heart that was shattered by Qingling suddenly emitted a fierce aura fluctuation.
Then the red thread, like a snake that had been beaten seven inches, made a hissing sound and quickly retracted into the depths of the pit, while the remaining seven hearts began to beat crazily.
The banging sounds were endless, as if they were about to jump up from the ground.
With a final bang, they exploded into pieces of meat, and the red lines connecting them quickly retracted into the pit and disappeared.
Immediately, an angry roar rumbled from the depths of the pit, making people tremble when they heard it.
It was like a disaster was imminent, and the ground also trembled, as if a huge thing was about to rush out of the ground.
"What should we do, Meng Fan?"
Qing Ling's expression changed upon hearing the voice, and she looked at Meng Fan.
"We must destroy this pit as soon as possible."
Meng Fan waved his hand and took out a pack of explosives.
He used the Dream Technique and looked down into the pit.
Within the scope of his vision, he was surprised to find that the depths of the pit were actually divided.
Eight deep passages extending underground instead of one He couldn't guarantee that the explosives would accurately enter different channels and blow them up.
Unless you keep throwing explosives downwards to try your luck However, there was not much time left for them.
The rumbling sound caused by the monster was getting closer and closer, but they could not tell which channel it came from.
"There are eight passages."
Meng Fan clapped the explosives in his hand and curled his lips.
"Me, me."
Meng Meng seemed to realize that Meng Fan had encountered a problem.
She stretched out her small white hand to grab the explosive in Meng Fan's hand, and at the same time, she stepped towards the endless pothole.
"Xiao Meng" Qing Ling opened her mouth when she saw this.
If Meng Meng went down and identified the source of the sound, it would be possible to solve the problem, but she didn't want Meng Meng to die.
Even though she had just fought with Meng Meng for a while, Meng Meng was Meng Fan's partner, that is, her partner.
Partners are meant to be protected, not sacrificed.
"Xiaomeng, don't."
Qing Ling stretched out her hand and grabbed Meng Meng's wrist.
At this time, Meng Fan said: "No one needs to go down, I have a solution":