Zhao Yi's eyes were red, and he immediately rushed into the guardian formation of the Thousand Corpse Gate, like an egg hitting a stone, he was immediately sucked into it by the formation.
Seeing from a distance, there was only a red blood flower, and Zhao Yi's figure was directly swallowed by the large array.
"Damn, I would rather commit suicide than fall into our hands."
Di Hong Shengjun rushed over for the first time, and Zhao Yi's breath had long since disappeared.
I wanted to take a closer look, but the guardian formation didn't give him this opportunity. As long as he got close, a wave of destruction would come directly!
After all, this protectorate formation was arranged by a martial emperor-level super powerhouse, and only the master of the sect could spur this formation.
"The sacred beast has its own arrogance. Although it is a species that has never been seen before, the most important thing now is to prepare for the banquet in two days."
At this time, the black corpse sage also rushed over, with a little regret in his eyes.
"It can only be so."
Di Hong Shengjun gritted his teeth and had to give up. Even so, some guards were arranged to inspect the surroundings.
When I was in the Ten Thousand Beast World, I thought that Zhao Yi would definitely die every time, but every time he appeared in front of him again.
"laugh!"
The moment Zhao Yi stepped into the guardian formation, his body was brutally torn apart by this force, and it was impossible to recover for a while.
But Zhao Yi's demon core followed the gap between the big formation and fell on a stone inside the big formation.
Inside the demon core world, at this time, it was also like the end of the world. The mountains and rivers that had been slightly formed at this time were torn around like an earthquake, and pain continued to flow into Zhao Yi's consciousness.
"It hurts!"
Zhao Yi felt the indescribable pain. After all, at his level of cultivation, the physical body is not everything, and there is a remnant soul after death.
Thinking of Ye Zixin, who was transformed into a ghost, Zhao Yi forced himself to stay awake.
"No, I can't fall here."
In the world of demon cores, Zhao Yi used his spiritual power to condense a spiritual shadow, holding his head and roaring, took out the moonlight treasure box and put his demon core into it.
At the same time, the spirit stones were tuned out from the demon core world. Fortunately, there was a superb spirit vein, otherwise Zhao Yi would have to wait to die this time.
Motivated the Blue Wolf Code, Zhao Yi's physical body actually started to recover little by little.
But recovering the physical body is a very difficult process, even if you have the best spiritual veins, it takes a long time to recover.
Under Zhao Yi's full restoration, ten days passed quietly, and his physical body was rebuilt, much tougher than before.
If you use the dragon body trick again, you will no longer be crushed and beaten by Di Hong Shengjun and Black Corpse Shengjun.
"Fortunately, there is a Moonlight Treasure Box. Although ten days have passed since the time here, the outside world has only passed one day."
Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stood up, feeling the immense power full of rebirth, and even vaguely sensed the breakthrough point of Martial Saint.
But now Zhao Yi has no time to stay here, and with a wave of his palm, he put the Moonlight Treasure Box into the Demon Nuclear World.
"This formation... I am afraid it is a ninth-rank super formation."
Zhao Yi looked up, and suddenly felt a terrible storm of spiritual power swept from all directions.
If it wasn't for the place where Zhao Yi was standing just to avoid all dangers, I am afraid that he would be torn to pieces just now!
"Even the Ninth-Rank formation can never stop me!"
Zhao Yi was concerned about Ye Zixin's safety, and he let out a low growl, but calmed down, creating a clone, looking for a breakthrough in the formation.
While Zhao Yi was troubled by being trapped in the formation, the grand banquet that Thousand Corpse Gate had been waiting for came as promised.
The sun had just risen, and every corner of the Thousand Corpse Gate immediately began to get busy, and countless banquets and foods filled every corner.
The leaders of the various forces who had never appeared on weekdays also came to this banquet.
"Brother Zhao Yi, will something happen to him? Why hasn't he come back."
The sun pours down from the edge of the sky, Yan Zhirou has been wandering in the same place since the early morning, and she doesn't know how many same words have been repeated in her mouth.
"His soul card is still very stable, and nothing will happen temporarily."
The demon prince also walked out of the courtyard, forced a smile on his face.
He knew very well that yesterday, he couldn't find Zhao Yi's breath, and even his soul cards were mostly damaged.
"Let's go, even if he didn't rush back, if we don't go to this feast, I guess we will come to reprimand us."
The Demon Prison Sage gave a dry laugh, Yan Zhirou nodded lightly, followed him, and walked quickly towards the center of the Thousand Corpse Gate.
In that lively banquet, countless people didn't know that a battle that changed the pattern of power in the center of the Wuji continent was quietly brewing.
The banquet hadn't started yet, the demon prison sage took Yan Zhirou and sat down in an inconspicuous position, observing all this in secret.
"Boom!"
As time progressed at noon, a chime sounded like an ancient time, echoing every corner of the Thousand Corpse Gate.
The people who were whispering quieted down unexpectedly and looked straight ahead.
There, there are three figures sitting in the chief position, vaguely, exuding an overlord atmosphere, making people afraid to look directly at them.
These three are the Black Corpse Saint, Di Hong Saint, and the legendary Tian Hong Saint who is closest to Emperor Wu!
Heavenly Hong Shengjun also wore a black robe, with a face without waves, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.
"It turned out to be the three sages."
The Demon Prison Sage picked up a cup of tea, poured it directly into his throat, and couldn't help but glance at the three people in the chief office.
As for Emperor Wu's level, the Demon Prison Sage hasn't found it yet.
"Hehe, welcome everyone to my banquet at the Thousand Corpse Gate."
Tianhong Shengjun slowly stood up, and actually lowered his body and bowed to everyone, countless people looked at each other and hurriedly responded.
"Dare to ask Heavenly Sovereign to spend so much time in holding this banquet, I don't know why?"
Faced with such a low-profile posture by Saint Tianhong, countless people were a little suspicious of their gazes, and there were bold people who couldn't help but stand up.
Countless people nodded secretly, obviously also wanting to know, what kind of fame Tianhong Shengjun is doing!
"Hehe, if that's the case, the sage will make a long story short, after today, the center of the Wuji continent will no longer be a mess of sand."
"And my Thousand Corpse Gate is the number one martial artist in the center of the continent!"
The faint laughter of Tianhong Shengjun was like a bomb, and there was an uproar immediately.
You know, there are countless top forces in the center of the continent, but they are all scattered sand. Even the top Thousand Corpse Gate, Wuhun Tower, and Chaos Demon Chamber of Commerce cannot rule this area.
And the reason is that there is no strong emperor!
The highest level of Wuji Continent cultivation, the realm of Emperor Wu!
