Hun Dingtian cursed in his heart, "The person who set up such a formation is definitely not a good person. He is extremely vicious!"
He did not even consider that this was the Mountain Protecting Formation at someone else's doorstep, not his own.
He was the one who was impure and greedy. He went to someone else's house to rob. How could he blame his master? He was obviously trying to be a whore and yet he wanted to be chaste.
"Last time, it was your disciple. I can't take advantage of you!"
Jing Yunfeng turned his head to look at the Ancient Clan of the Green Nether and said, "Our Ancient Clan of the Green Nether is not afraid of hardship, sacrifice, and contribution. Who is willing to give it a try?"
The Ancient Clan of the Green Nether looked at each other, but no one was willing to step forward.
They had already seen the outcome of the Hall of Souls disciple. Even the Hall of Souls disciple with the Yang Spirit Body ended up like this, let alone them who were made of flesh and blood.
If they were not careful, they would definitely die. They might even end up without a corpse.
The Ancient Clan of the Green Nether had such a rule. They were not afraid of hardship, sacrifice, and contribution. However, anyone would be against sending someone to their death.
Jing Yunfeng was greatly disappointed when he saw this scene. This was the Ancient Clan of the Green Nether. The Ancient Clan of the Green Nether that was not afraid of hardship, sacrifice, and contribution was just a coward in the end.
He really did not know whether it was right or wrong to bring such a group of people to attack the Qinglian School.
The Ancient Clan of the Green Nether did not have the slightest bit of bravery. They could not be compared to the Hall of Souls. This made him feel embarrassed.
Although the Hall of Souls disciple died honorably, he was still willing to step forward even when no one was calling for soldiers.
Looking at the Ancient Clan of the Green Nether now, no one dared to step forward.
Although the Hall of Souls people did not say anything, their eyes fell on the Ancient Clan of the Green Nether because they were looking at a group of cowards.
This made him feel like his face was burning, and he couldn't hold it in any longer. He said in a deep voice, "Is no one willing?
We have already come in and there is no turning back. The arrow is already on the bow and has to be shot. Since you are not willing, then I will set an example. You are on your own now. "
"Clan Leader …"
At this moment, someone in the crowd finally spoke.
When Jing Yunfeng heard the voice, he was overjoyed. It seemed like the Ancient Green Nether Tribe still had some warriors.
In this way, he regained some of his lost face, and his old face did not feel as hot as before. He looked at this person and revealed a gratified smile.
However, in the next moment, this person said in a serious and concerned tone, "Patriarch, with your precious body, it is not appropriate for you to test the law. This disciple hopes that you will be safe and careful!"
"Haha …"
Everyone from the Soul Palace burst into laughter, while the faces of the Ancient Green Nether Clan members turned red. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
However, everyone had an evaluation of this person in their hearts. This person was a fool, a clown.
Jing Yunfeng, who had just revealed a trace of gratification, heard the laughter in the hall and his face immediately turned gloomy.
Jing Yunfeng's old face couldn't hang on any longer. His anger turned into shame. He bent his fingers into a claw and clawed at the clansman who spoke.
A burst of Profound Energy gushed out from his palm and sucked this person over. He fiercely threw him onto the ground and said gloomily: "It's you. Since you're so brave, I'll leave this big responsibility to you. Go!"
This person complained incessantly. Why did he have to waste his breath for no reason?
Feeling Jing Yunfeng's murderous gaze, he stood up from the ground and tiptoed to the edge of the sea of knives. He tried a few times but did not dare to fly out, so he turned back to look at Jing Yunfeng.
Jing Yunfeng glared at him and said: "Go, I remember that you have a younger sister. If you encounter misfortune, I will take good care of her. All the cultivation resources will be given to her."
This person was not too stupid. He still understood the double meaning in Jing Yunfeng's words.
Jing Yunfeng specifically mentioned his younger sister. There were two meanings in this.
First, if he really encountered misfortune, his younger sister would be taken care of by Jing Yunfeng in the clan. Cultivation resources would definitely be given to his younger sister.
The other meaning was a threat. If he did not do as he was told, he and his younger sister would not have a good life. They did not even know if they would be able to live in the future.
This person made up his mind. For the sake of his younger sister, he gritted his teeth and leaned forward. His body lay down, and he used the Flying Technique to fly forward, sticking close to the sharp knives.
This person flew forward, sticking close to the tips of the knives. The knives that fell from the sky did not cut him. They returned to the sky two inches behind his head.
Hun Dingtian was delighted and said: "It seems that this method works!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a shocking scene took place.
"Puff, puff, puff …"
The sharp knives below the Ancient Green Nether Clan member who had been flying smoothly suddenly stabbed towards his body.
"Puff, puff, puff …"
The sharp blades directly pierced through his low-grade Spiritual Treasure robe. The densely packed sharp knives pierced his body like a hornet's nest. Streams of blood spurted out.
"Ah …"
An extremely tragic and shrill scream rang out in everyone's ears. When they looked again, this person was already dead.
Almost every blade pierced through his body. It was a tragic sight. Even his robe, a low-grade spirit treasure, was unable to defend against them, let alone his body of flesh and blood. Even his bones were easily cut open when they came into contact with the blades.
"This, this is too tragic. This is not giving people a way out at all!"
Everyone was as silent as cicadas in winter. Chills ran down their spines. This sea of knives was not moving, but once it moved, it gave people a chill.
Jing Yunfeng's face was also extremely gloomy. This formation was full of killing intent. It did not give people a way out at all. It was like a feast for the Death God.
"F * ck you …" Hun Dingtian cursed.
Even though he was an Earth Immortal expert from the Cold Spring Realm, he could not help but be flustered and exasperated. At the same time, his hand flashed and a scepter appeared.
He held the scepter in his hand and waved it in the air angrily. A majestic soul power like an energy ball suddenly blasted towards the scythe.
"Boom …"
The majestic power hit the scythe. It only made the scythe tremble slightly. It was not broken.
This scythe was not a real scythe, but it was no different from a real scythe. It gathered the power of the entire mountain range, the power of heaven and earth, and the endless power of the Qinglian Mystery Land. It was derived from the Nine Palaces and Eight Gates.
It was almost impossible for him, an Earth Immortal expert from the Cold Spring Realm, to break such a majestic power. Unless his power was enough to destroy a part of the world.
However, although he did not break the scythe, he seemed to have angered the formation space. Suddenly, knives fell from the sky.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …"
Many small and sharp blades shot towards Hun Dingtian from the sky. Although the target of these blades was Hun Dingtian, they also hit the fish in the pond.
The densely packed knives fell like rain. The densest ones were above Hun Dingtian's head.
"Look, knives are falling from the sky."
"Oh no, retreat!"
Someone saw the opportunity quickly. He flashed and immediately distanced himself from Hun Dingtian.
But the space was not big. Soon, they had retreated to the edge and could not go any further.
Everyone raised their profound energy shields one after another, but this rain of blades came down too quickly and too suddenly. There were still many people who were unable to react in time and were hit by the boundless rain of blades.
"Poof, poof, poof …"
These knives were very sharp. They were formed by the sharpest metal Qi in the world. They could even penetrate Low-grade Spiritual Treasures easily.
Many of them did not have Low-grade Spiritual Treasures or protective robes. Most of them had Supreme-grade Spiritual Artifacts.
"Ah, ah …"
"Woo ~"
Miserable cries resounded throughout the entire formation space. There were more than one hundred and eighty people on both sides. In an instant, more than half of them were killed or injured.
Many disciples of the Hall of Souls were killed by the rain of knives. Their Yang Spirits dispersed, turning into strands of Spiritual Qi and returning to heaven and earth.
The disciples of the Hall of Souls died without hesitation. They did not even leave behind their corpses. It was a clean death. So did the disciples of the Hall of Souls.
The people of the Ancient Clan of the Green Nether died in a more unsightly manner. Their bodies were much more miserable than the one who died in the sea of knives.
Their bodies were penetrated and they died. Some of them had their heads cut open instantly. They did not know how many knives had stabbed them in an instant.
After they died, their bodies fell into a pool of blood. They were still being ravaged by the rain of blades. Blades fell from the sky and chopped their bodies into minced meat. It was truly a tragic sight that was unbearable to look at. It was extremely tragic.
Those who had put up their Xuan Energy shields could not help but feel a lingering fear when they saw the piles of minced meat on the ground.
At this moment, they did not have the mood to blame Hun Dingtian, the culprit who caused this. Despair and fear spread in their hearts.
They just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. They had never seen the Purgatory. But they thought that this place was not inferior to the Purgatory.
Those who were lucky enough to survive felt a chill down their spines. Their hearts sank to the bottom. If they could, they would rather not come here in their lives.
But there were no ifs in life. Every step they took would leave a footprint in the river of time. There were no ifs. If they made the wrong choice, they would have to pay the price.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"
The violent blade rain struck everyone's profound energy barrier. Although it did not break the barrier in one go, every blade that fell would consume a large amount of their profound energy. This torrential downpour of blades caused the profound energy in their bodies to quickly deplete.
Finally, someone shouted, "My Xuan Energy is being consumed too quickly. I can't hold on any longer."
Many people's Xuan Energy shields were already on the verge of collapse. In just a short moment, some people had already started to take pills.
Many people looked at their Xuan Energy shields that were on the verge of collapse. They felt that their Xuan Energy was almost depleted. They could not help but feel anxious.
Once their Xuan Energy shields were broken, they could imagine their fate. They looked at the disciples who had fallen earlier. Now, they could not even preserve a pile of minced meat. Only a pile of minced meat was left.
The bright red minced meat did not have a single piece of intact skin. It was like eggplant sauce flowing on the ground.
"Patriarch, I can't hold on any longer. My Xuan Energy is almost depleted."
"Patriarch, we don't have many Xuan Energy recovery pills on us. They are almost used up."
"Patriarch, quickly think of a way. I don't want to die here. Boohoo …"
Some of them were already in tears. This was definitely the most terrifying place they had ever been to in their lives. If they were lucky enough to survive, this place would definitely become their nightmare. The Green Lotus Sword Sect would definitely become their lifelong nightmare, their inner demon.