Chapter 1771: Blood flowed into a river

Outside the Cangqing Arena, a middle-aged man in a Chinese suit walked quickly, his expression gloomy to the extreme.
There have been many strong people outside the arena, and the atmosphere is very dignified. There are many strong people in front of bombarding the enchantment, but there is no progress.
After some of them blasted through the barrier and rushed in, those who hadn't followed up suddenly discovered that a new barrier appeared on the periphery of the Cangqing Arena, which separated them again!
Now the major powerhouses of the three major sects are all blocked outside, and it is not clear what is going on inside.
The middle-aged man walked quickly to the place where the Stardust Sect disciples gathered, frowned and asked, "What is Chenning's situation now?"
Several Stardust Sect disciples saw the middle-aged man coming, their expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly saluted: "Back to the Sect Master, now the Cangqing Arena is sealed by the barrier again. Our people cannot enter. I don't know who the Young Master is. what's the situation!"
"A bunch of trash, so many people can't open the world?" Hearing the words of those Stardust Sect disciples, the middle-aged man's expression became extremely ugly, and he shouted coldly.
A powerful aura erupted from his body, and the surrounding spiritual power rioted.
A group of Stardust Sect disciples saw the middle-aged man getting angry, and hurriedly knelt: "Sect Master forgive me!"
In the eyes of a group of Stardust Sect disciples, their Sect Master Chenhe is a very cruel person, and if someone disobeys him, he will be destroyed.
Now that Chen Ning is trapped in the arena, his life or death is uncertain, and Chen He may run away at any time. No one dares to touch this mold.
"Dust River, you finally came!"
Just when Chenhe was about to run away and killed a few Stardust Sect disciples to vent their anger, a dull voice came, causing Chenhe to suppress the anger in his heart.
The visitor was a tall and thin middle-aged man, exuding a terrifying aura, and that aura made many monks around him dare not even breathe.
Seeing the middle-aged man coming, Chen He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, and said, "Nan Meng, your son Nan Ming is trapped in the Cangqing Arena, why are you not worried at all?"
The middle-aged man who came to Xiangchenhe was Nan Meng, the pavilion master of the Nantian Pavilion, the cultivation base of the Half-Walking Monarch, who had extremely high prestige in the Antarctic City!
"Urgent! Of course I am urgent!" Nan Meng squinted and smiled, and said.
"Are you tricking me on purpose?"
Seeing Nan Meng squinting and smiling, Chen He felt even more upset, and shouted sharply.
Now that Chen Ning's life or death is uncertain, he has no mood to make jokes at all!
"It's useless for you to be anxious now! The strength of this enchantment is beyond your imagination. Even if we join hands, it will take a lot of effort. If we rush in like this, it is very likely that something will go wrong." Nan Meng suddenly became serious and said in a deep voice. .
"Is this barrier so strong?" Chenhe's expression changed slightly.
The two of them can barely break through the barrier by joining forces. Doesn't this mean that the person who established this barrier is not weaker than them?
"Now that Nan Ming's life card is not broken, it means that he is still alive. It is estimated that your son is similar."
Hearing Nan Meng's words, Chenhe felt relieved a little bit, but still frowned, and his eyes were extremely cold: "If I go in, I must get rid of the culprit!"
"Don't get excited, we don't know what is going on inside. We have to destroy the barrier as soon as possible and go in to save people." Nan Meng stabilized Chenhe's mood and said.
"Then we two joined forces to break this barrier!" Chenhe's powerful aura erupted from his body, rushing out the surrounding disciples a lot, causing a riot.
"Don't worry! This Cangqing Arena is a site of endless doors. Now that there is an incident in the arena, it stands to reason that endless doors should be responsible."
"You mean..." Chenhe was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly thought of something.
Nan Meng chuckled softly: "Although I don't know why the people inside are holding you and my son, but since he is holding him, he won't hurt Nanming and Chenning for a while. Why don't we use this to blackmail you Door stroke?"
"Recently, the momentum of endless doors is very strong, and it has to be suppressed."
Hearing Nan Meng's words, Chenhe's eyes lit up suddenly, sweeping away the haze in his heart.
Recently, their Stardust Sect has been continuously suppressed by endless doors, and they are now suffering beyond words.
If they can make use of this incident, it will be a blessing and misfortune. Maybe it can improve their current situation.
As long as Chenning is fine, their Stardust Sect can still get a lot of benefits from this matter!
Thinking of this, Chenhe couldn't help but laughed out: "Go, let's go to the guy in Li Gong for an explanation. By the way, this barrier will open endlessly, and you and I won't have to spend a little bit of effort!"
Nan Meng and Chenhe laughed, and walked to the endless station together.
From beginning to end, they didn't think Zhang Ziling dared to kill Chenning and Nanming.
But what they didn't expect was that purgatory on earth was once again staged in the arena.
Those monks who came to the rescue were also completely trapped here by Zhang Ziling. Everyone was mercilessly slaughtered by Zhang Ziling. The scarlet science had turned into a lake in the arena, and the strong smell of blood filled the surroundings.
The monks wailed, their faces covered with fear, everyone was stunned by Zhang Ziling.
They wanted to escape, but found that they had been completely trapped in the arena, chased by demons.
As long as they accidentally touch the devil qi, they will be completely swallowed by the devil qi, and even bone scum will not be left behind.
Zhang Ziling calmly looked at the monks fleeing around, his eyes were indifferent to the extreme.
These people are destined to die.
Every second, people die. Whether it is Dao Zun or True Martial Realm cultivator, everyone is vulnerable to devil energy and will be easily strangled.
Jin Ning had already brought Hong Gui and others to the vicinity of Zhang Ziling, guarding the cage of Emperor Yulong.
Now, in the entire arena, with the exception of Zhang Ziling, there are scarlet blood flowing in other places, and it is not standing at all.
Perhaps because of the irritation of the smell of blood, the Emperor Dragon in the iron cage became more restless and constantly bombarded the iron cage.
Had it not been for Zhang Ziling to use spiritual power to reinforce the cage, Emperor Yulong would have escaped long ago, completely transformed into a beast, bathed in a pool of blood.
Tianyu looked at Emperor Yulong in a daze, with doubts in his beautiful eyes: "He has lost his mind for thousands of years. Even the consciousness in his soul has been completely wiped out. Can he be saved?"
Perhaps the Emperor Yulong was too humiliated and unable to commit suicide, so he took the initiative to annihilate his consciousness.
Now the soul of Emperor Yulong has been irreversibly wounded and cannot be cured.
"Don't worry... it can be saved."
Zhang Ziling calmly looked at the corpses piled up in front of the ground, and said lightly:
"If I say it can be saved, it will definitely be saved..."
"No matter how many people I want to sacrifice."