Chapter 207: A Logical Genius, You Can’t Deny It!

Obviously, this formation can not only trap the Immortal Lord, but also kill him!

After learning about this function, Xue Wuhen was panicked, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ming Ye sneered complacently: "The Immortal Prison and Demon Slaughtering Formation can not only imprison, but also turn into a supreme killing game to wipe out all the creatures inside!"

"When I start the second stage, all of you natives will die! No one will be left alive!"

Hearing this.

All the cultivators panicked immediately, and out of the instinct of survival, they launched a crazy attack and desperately attacked the green light curtain.

Countless magic weapons and spells bombarded it, and there was a booming explosion.

"I want to get out! I want to get out!"

"Relying on such despicable means, what kind of ability is it!"

"Wo Ri, I should have known not to come earlier, I was fooled!"

...

Seeing this scene, all the creatures of the Nether Abyss burst into laughter, and they were so happy in their hearts.

The panic and despair before disappeared, replaced by gloating and watching the show.

Weren't you humans so awesome just now?

Come to our territory and kill people?

What about now?

Keep killing, come on!

King Dangyou laughed and laughed, feeling very comfortable. "Lord God's Envoy, I really admire you. Please cast a spell quickly and kill them all in this formation."

"Yes, but before that, I need your people to help me." A cold light flashed in Mingye's eyes, and his tone was meaningful.

"What?" King Dangyou realized that something was wrong, and saw Mingye's five companions start to grab the creatures of various races in the royal city.

Bang bang bang bang——!!!

Tens of millions of creatures were originally immersed in joy, but the next second they were grabbed by the five immortals and crushed in their hands.

The blood mist covered the sky, making the blood moon red as if it was about to bleed. Countless wronged souls were wailing, and the wind was blowing. The scene was very terrifying.

The remaining tens of thousands of creatures in the underworld were so scared that their expressions were almost stupid. They lay on the ground and trembled, with fear in their eyes.

They couldn't understand why the gods suddenly turned their spears and killed them!

"Why..."

Seeing most of the tribesmen being killed, King Dang You felt a chill on his back and his eyes almost popped out.

King Dang You felt very complicated, with fear, anger, and sadness.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Ming Ye, who seemed to be smiling, "God's messenger, I don't know how my people provoked you? Do you need to treat them like this?"

Ming Ye smiled playfully and said, "I said, I need their help."

"Help?"

King Dang You was in doubt. What kind of help was this?

Suddenly, it was surprised to find that countless blood-colored auras rolled into the Prison Immortal and Demon Slaughtering Formation.

Swish!

The light curtain, which was originally as green as emerald, suddenly became extremely blood-red, as if it was stained with thick blood, with a violent, fierce, twisted, and weird horror aura.

"If this formation is to open the second stage, it will require a huge amount of life energy as a medium, so they can only be sacrificed." Mingye said in a relaxed tone.

After the other companions did all this, they laughed shrilly, as if the massacre just now could bring them pleasure.

"Woo, my people!" The surviving high-level people of various tribes shouted in grief.

Tens of millions of Ming clan compatriots were killed in a blink of an eye, leaving only tens of thousands.

This change came too fast, like a tornado, so that they found it difficult to accept the reality for a while.

King Dangyou clenched his back teeth, and his whole body was cold.

Because more than half of its You Clan members were also gone, and some of them were even directly related to it.

Listening to the harsh laughter of several people, King Dang You realized very deeply that the Hundred Clans of the Dark Abyss were just livestock raised by the Dark Clan, and they could kill them whenever they wanted without any psychological burden.

Ming Ye noticed King Dang You's ugly face, and snorted displeasedly:

"What's with that expression? I specifically told them before that when they took action, each race must retain some lives to ensure that the bloodline of the race can be continued in the future. Don't look at the few people left now. After who knows how many tens of thousands of years, the Hundred Clans of the Dark Abyss will restore their prosperity again."

"I care so much about the various races, do you still have complaints about me?!"

This remark was well-reasoned and could be called a logical genius.

King Dang You's eyes twitched, and he felt very aggrieved.

But there was no way, the road was chosen by himself, and he had to go on even if he had to kneel.

And after listening to his analysis, it seems quite reasonable!

"Thank you for the magnanimity of the envoy of God! The hundreds of tribes in the Nether Abyss are grateful!" King Dangyou forced a smile and bowed his hands respectfully.

"It's just a piece of cake," Mingye waved his hand.

Looking at King Dangyou's constipated expression, Wan Changwei beside him was secretly happy. You just stabbed me in the back, and now you are getting retribution!

At the same time, he was extremely terrified of the cold and ruthless methods of the immortals.

Although most of the tens of millions of Nether Abyss creatures who died had low cultivation, there were also some strong ones like the incarnation and fusion. However, in the hands of those people, they had no power to resist at all and were easily wiped out.

Even if it was tens of millions of pigs, it would take a long time to kill them, right?

As a result, they died just like that, and died unclearly.

At this moment, Wan Changwei had an unprecedented sense of recognition of the saying that all people below the immortals are ants.

It's so right!

Boom boom...

After absorbing the majestic life energy, the Immortal Prisoning Demon Slaughtering Formation successfully opened the second stage.

The aura of the formation became extremely violent, and a bloodthirsty red light began to flash inside the formation, which was particularly terrifying.

"It's over, we're done." Countless cultivators were full of despair, their hearts were filled with fear of death and deep regret.

Xue Wuhen's face was pale, his hair stood on end. With the premonition of an immortal, he could feel that a great killing intent was about to come.

But what can be done now?

This is a formation that can even trap and kill immortals!

You know, immortals are also strictly hierarchical, namely True Immortals, Heavenly Immortals, Mysterious Immortals, and the fourth is the Immortal Lord.

Compared with the high and mighty Immortal Lord, a newly promoted True Immortal like him is nothing!

Even the Immortal Lord has to die, so how can he live?

"This time, not only me, but also Senior Ye is going to fall." Xue Wuhen sighed to the sky, his tone was sad.

"No..."

At this moment, the East Region coalition army was completely in panic, and many monks were almost out of control. They either yelled and rammed the formation frantically, or burst into tears and cried loudly.

They didn't want to die like this, because it was too cowardly.

"Haha, welcome the arrival of death!"

Wan Changwei laughed excitedly, feeling very refreshed. He felt that every pore of his body was stretching, and he felt as if he was going to become an immortal.

The great revenge was avenged, and the previous shame was wiped out!

So cool!

The monks of the Yuhua Sect were all laughing in gloating, holding an attitude of watching the show.

"Why, why is this happening?" Princess Mingyue's eyes were red from crying, and two lines of tears slid down her face. She was very desperate.

Li Wujie clenched his teeth, his eyes were full of thick bloodshot, "Am I going to die like this..."

He hasn't realized his lofty ambition to become the first sword god in the world!

"My career of rising has ended just like this?" Hong Qianye murmured, standing there like a log, unable to accept this cruel reality.

After all, for all the immortals in the Kunlun Realm, there is only one outcome for entering this formation, and that is death!

How to turn the tables?

There is no way to turn the tables!

Because he did not dare to offend Mingye and the others, King Dangyou had to transfer all his hatred to the human cultivators, and roared hysterically: "Go to hell! This is the price of your invasion of the Nether Abyss! Hahaha..."

"That's right! It's all your fault! You deserve to die!!" The remaining tens of thousands of Nether Abyss creatures were also angrily rebuking, with hatred in their eyes that almost overflowed.

Transferring all the faults to the human race.

This is quite ironic!

Mingye enjoyed the feeling of dominating the fate of others very much. Listening to the desperate cries of countless Eastern Territory cultivators, he felt very satisfied in his heart.

"Ye Junlin, let me admire your helpless face now?"

For this powerful enemy who had repeatedly opposed him, Ming Ye had a sense of accomplishment that he had finally fallen into his hands. At this moment, he couldn't wait to admire the other party's panicked and embarrassed appearance before his death.

When he focused his attention on the young man again.

Ming Ye was stunned for a moment.