Chapter 2086 A Teenager

Chapter 2086 A young man!

The blood seeped into the lines.

Then it spread along the lines to the bottom of the sacred road.

It didn't know where it led to, but it was like a monster, absorbing the blood of the cultivators here.

Seeing the corpses everywhere, many people were still frightened.

But since they had come to this point, there was no reason to go back.

What's more, they found that the door behind them was closed tightly at some point.

Everyone could only move forward.

After everyone rested for a while, Wang Zhihua organized everyone to move forward again.

Following the sacred road to the end, a door appeared in front of them.

Everyone worked together to blast the door open.

At the moment of blasting it open, they heard a panicked roar from inside.

They saw that behind the door was a cave.

It seemed that this place had reached the end and there was no way to go anymore.

There were hundreds of people in the cave, and it seemed that all the people of the Chu clan had gathered here.

And they surrounded a certain place in a circle in a protective posture.

It seemed to be protecting something.

And in the center of them, the light of the magic circle kept flickering.

The seven-color rainbow light came from here!

Seeing this scene, Wang Zhihua immediately felt relieved.

"Sure enough, the treasure is here, and the people of the Chu clan are also here!"

He immediately figured it out.

The people of the Chu clan should have gathered here in the end to protect this treasure

With greed in his heart, he shouted loudly: "Kill them, the people of the Chu clan are in front of us, kill them all, this treasure is ours!"

Everyone was also blood-thirsty at this time.

They roared and rushed forward, launching their strongest attacks without any extra nonsense.

Now it is the key to life and death!

Everyone started a ruthless killing.

Although there are hundreds of Chu people, many of them are of average strength.

After all, the Chu clan has been weak for so many years.

And now their enemies are the best players in Ningcheng and even in the surrounding area!

So, in just a cup of tea, many Chu people were killed.

But they didn't know why, but they fought to the death.

Wang Zhihua keenly noticed something unusual.

He immediately stopped saving his strength and rushed to the front with several Wang family masters.

He called on everyone to start crazy attacks, launch their strongest offensive, and try their best.

Wang Zhihua felt something was wrong.

Finally, as a large number of Chu people were killed, the Chu people kept retreating, revealing the situation inside.

At this time, everyone had seen that what was surrounded by the Chu clan in the center was a magic array!

This array was engraved on a huge green stone slab.

The magic array was extremely complicated, with countless lines outlined in it.

At this moment, most of the lines were already filled with a thrilling red color.

Only a few lines in the center were left.

And the red color on the periphery continued to spread toward the center!

At this time, the one presiding over the center of the formation was a white-haired old man.

He knelt in the middle of the formation, his face full of piety.

He pressed his hands tightly on it, and a force surged out of his body.

The power of the bloodline vibrated, pulling the red color forward to fill.

Wang Zhihua exclaimed: "This is Chu Zhuoguang, the head of the Chu family!"

"This old man is presiding over the formation. I don't know what he is summoning. Everyone, kill him quickly to avoid more trouble!"

Everyone rushed forward together.

Chu Zhuoguang suddenly opened his eyes at this time. He didn't even look back, and his hands were still pressed tightly on it.

He shouted sternly: "Buy me some time!"

"Just three more breaths, buy me some time!"

There were several people from the Chu clan around him, with a look of determination on their faces.

They suddenly roared, tore off their clothes, and slapped their chests hard.

On their chests, a blood-colored magic circle was engraved.

At this time, the blood-colored magic circle suddenly expanded, and the strength of several people increased wildly, rushing forward.

As soon as they touched the crowd, their bodies were directly shattered.

It turned into a black ripple, spreading outward.

All those hit by the ripple died!

Then, many people from the Chu clan roared and rushed towards the many strong men outside.

They would kill themselves and drag many people to die with them!

Almost in an instant, a large number of casualties occurred again, and only dozens of people from the Chu clan were killed.

And these strong men from outside were only a hundred people.

During the whole process, Ye Xinghe watched coldly, without making any moves, just looking at everything.

He felt a little uneasy!

At this time, the blood of those who had just died also seeped into the ground and entered the magic circle in the center.

Chu Zhuoguang suddenly flashed a crazy look in his eyes.

He roared and pushed with all his strength.

As he spurted out a mouthful of blood, the last few gaps on the magic circle were finally filled with shocking red.

Then, with a "click", the whole magic circle seemed to be activated.

After a buzzing sound, the formation began to rotate slightly.

Then light surged from it, and the magic circle split directly from the middle, revealing a big hole.

Everyone panicked and quickly retreated.

The moment this hole was revealed, everyone suddenly trembled all over.

Everyone's faces showed extremely disgusting expressions, and many people even bent over and retched directly.

It turned out that the moment the door opened, everyone felt a strong smell of blood.

It was as if there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood inside.

After everyone reacted a little, they looked inside.

They saw that there was a huge space inside, as if the entire land had been hollowed out, with a radius of about 10,000 meters.

In the center, there was a small tower suspended.

The tower was not very high, only a dozen meters, and it was square, small at the top and large at the bottom, forming a trapezoid.

Rather than a tower, it was better to say it was an altar.

The whole tower was pitch black.

And the most important thing was that above this black altar, there was actually a teenager sitting cross-legged.

The teenager looked only twelve or thirteen years old, with two pigtails.

On that face, he looked quite innocent.

He sat cross-legged there, his eyes tightly closed, his face in pain, as if he was sleeping.

Seeing this teenager, Wang Zhihua had an extremely ominous premonition in his heart.

He shouted: "What the hell is this?"

"What the hell is this?"

Chu Zhuoguang was in a state of confusion at this time. He slowly turned around and looked at Wang Zhihua.

"Wang Zhihua, I remember that you visited my Chu clan ten years ago and had a good chat with me."