Others were panicked by the enemy who had not appeared, and their minds were inevitably not careful enough. But he was different. He was highly concentrated. When Xue Kong appeared, he looked Xue Kong up and down in an instant.
He discovered with horror.
As a mortal, Xue Kong was surprisingly unaffected by the cold aura of this formation.
He walked steadily, one step at a time. Even Xue Kong's expression was as dead as a tree, as if he had no interest in anything. However, the current situation was very critical, and this was obviously too abnormal.
Xue Kong walked into the side yard and saw figures lying on the ground.
There were corpses among them, but most of them were monks who had been frozen to the point of temporarily losing their ability to move. These people used their cultivation to protect their bodies, and although their bodies seemed frozen stiff, there were still signs of life.
"Chief, I'm here." Xue Kong raised his head and looked at the chief, speaking calmly.
In the gradually dilating pupils of the Xue family head, Xue Kong raised his right hand, and a blood energy floated out from the blood refining formation and lingered in his palm.
This scene not only made the Xue family head realize something, but also other cultivators with self-awareness suddenly realized something. They pointed at Xue Kong with trembling fingers and said in fear: "You, you..."
Xue Kong waved his hand casually, and blood and energy floated out from his palm, landed on a cultivator at his feet, and penetrated into his body.
Next second.
All I heard was a bang.
Without any warning, the cultivator's body collapsed, countless pieces of flesh splattered everywhere, turning into a blood mist that floated up, along with the blood energy from before, and returned to Xue Kong's palm.
"Chief, fellow tribesmen, today..."
"I want...blood refinement for the entire clan!"
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