Chapter 1442: A melee battle is about to begin.

"This place is forbidden!"

I never thought that the voice of Peng Tenglong, a man, could sound so good to me at this moment, like the sound of nature. When it sounded at this moment, not only me, but even Mao Buhui and Mu Yunxi were all shocked, and a look of relief appeared in their eyes.

As for the Wang family disciples, their eyes lit up. The

Wang family disciples who came were all masters of physical skills. They could be said to be invincible at close range, but most of their opponents were cultivators. It was very troublesome to attack from a distance, which made it difficult for them to get close. Once the forbidden formation was set up, then for these masters of physical skills, those cultivators would be like eggplants hit by frost, and they could be controlled at will.

As Peng Tenglong finished speaking, I suddenly felt an invisible Qi field rapidly expanding with the members of the formation team as the center.

When the Qi field swept over everyone in the field, the expressions of the members of the Hundred Flowers Alliance and the Shamanism changed.

"It's the forbidden formation of the Fa Sect. The members of the Fa Sect are extremely rare. The Wushushan reserve forces are willing to spend so much money to let them set up the forbidden formation?" A member of the Hundred Flowers Alliance shouted.

The forbidden formation can be said to be a disposable consumable, because most of the people who set up the formation will die after setting up the formation.

In fact, the forbidden formation of the Fa Sect is too bloody, and it actually requires the sacrifice of one's own blood, or even dirty internal organs, as the eye of the formation.

"So what if it's forbidden? There are so many of us, and there are only a few of them? We can kill them even if we pile them up. Let's kill them together and capture the leader alive!" The Shamanic Elder had a cold look in his eyes, and pointed his smoke gun at me while riding on horseback.

In an instant, countless Shamanic members rushed towards me with roars.

But those who had previously used the Blood Moon Remnant Formation and asked the power of the Ancestral God to mutilate themselves, perhaps because of the forbidden magic, they lost contact with the Ancestral God, and they all became listless, and some of them even stopped living.

"You killed my cult elders and tortured my cult members, boy, I will make you wish you were dead!"

A Shaman remnant roared with a ferocious face and rushed towards me quickly.

As for me, I sat on the ground holding the head of the third elder, unmoved.

"Drip, drip, drip..."

Blood kept dripping from the head of the third elder. The third elder's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of shock and horror. Obviously, he did not expect that he would die in my hands in the end.

"Your ancestor god is a headless person, but I don't know if you can survive without a head..."

I sneered, and at this time, the shaman remnant had already attacked me. I sneered, with disdain in my eyes, and then suddenly exerted force and threw the head in my hand out.

There was a "bang" sound, and the head and the shaman remnant collided fiercely.

At that moment, the head exploded, and blood mixed with bone and flesh fragments splashed all over the sky, and the shaman remnant also spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "puff", and then the whole person flew backwards like a broken sandbag.

"This place is forbidden. Without the realm of truth, you are nothing in my eyes!" I said to the elder with a sullen face, and then stretched out my hand, grabbed my bent and deformed ankle, and then gritted my teeth and twisted it hard.

With two crisp "clicks", my bent and deformed ankle was directly corrected by me, and the dislocated ankle was actually pressed by myself.

"Fortunately, my body is strong enough, otherwise my legs would be broken, and even if the forbidden formation was formed, I would not have the strength to fight."

I exhaled a long breath of foul air, then slowly stood up, moved my ankle for a while, and then sneered at the shamans.

"Great elder, there is something I have always been curious about. The Soul-Severing Blade is a divine weapon of my Yinren lineage. How did you manage to hide a divine weapon?"

"Oh, I have my own way. However, even if it is just hidden, if you, the master, die, then the divine weapon will be ownerless. At that time, it will belong to my Shamanism." The great elder grinned, and at this time, a member of the Shamanism approached him and whispered something in his ear.

"The forbidden magic formation actually covers a radius of 20 miles. Tsk tsk, there are not many disciples in the Fa Sect. Do you want to cut off the inheritance of the Fa Sect?"

I ignored his sarcasm and squinted my eyes to look at Peng Tenglong and others.

But when I saw this, my eyelids jumped immediately.

I saw that nearly thirty members of the formation team were almost all gone at this moment. Almost all of them were missing arms and legs, and the worst was a broken wrist.

I even saw that some people took out their stomachs, some took out their livers, and some took out their kidneys. They all put these dirty organs in the porcelain plates in front of them. At this moment, these people were sitting cross-legged on the ground, with their heads drooping, and they were breathing out more than breathing in.

But the next second, I was suddenly shocked.

Because I saw that Peng Tenglong, the leader of the formation team, actually took out his...heart.

His scarlet heart, which was even connected to the blood vessels, was still beating in the porcelain plate.

My eyelids twitched wildly when I saw this scene, and my heart almost rose to my throat.

I had previously thought that setting up the forbidden formation might cost them their lives, but what I never expected was that it was not just their lives that were lost, but... they died on the spot!

"They swallowed the ghost ganoderma before setting up the formation, but... their hearts are gone, can they really be resurrected?"

I took a deep breath, and then my figure flashed, and I came to the center of the venue.

At this moment, both sides stopped fighting for a short time because of the arrangement of the forbidden magic formation. Both sides were able to catch their breath at this moment. Mao Buhui knelt on one knee, holding a long knife, and her whole body was stained with blood. At this moment, she was gasping for breath. When she saw me coming, she said, "Qian Yu, what is that? Your ghost Ganoderma lucidum, if you want me to see it, you should give me a bite first. If I really get hurt, I won't be here."

I flicked my wrist and threw the bottle of ghost Ganoderma lucidum to Mao Buhui, and then looked at Mu Yunxi.

Because of the forbidden magic, Mu Yunxi could no longer control the violent corpse spirit in her body, and her originally beautiful face also changed at this moment.

Fangs protruded from the corners of his mouth, his eyes turned scarlet, and his face was covered with veins. Just one look at him made people's scalps tingle.

"Are you okay?" I looked at Mu Yunxi and asked.

"Hmph, after the forbidden spell, it is no different from an epic upgrade for me. Fight with the physical body? Ha, I stand still, who can kill me?"

"Arrogant!"

A roar came from the Hundred Flowers Alliance camp, and then a naked upper body man with muscles like a dragon was seen dragging a long knife and quickly attacking Mu Yunxi.

"It's just a flying zombie, I can still kill it!"

"Hahaha, that's right, there are so many people in my Shamanism and your alliance, are we afraid of these few people? Sons of the God, follow the old man and kill!"

The shout of the great elder was like a charge horn. In an instant, whether it was the people of the Hundred Flowers Alliance or the Shamanism, they all roared and rushed towards us quickly.

A real sword-and-gun melee is about to begin!