The villain has been playing badly for ten years

"despair."

"despair."

"despair."

It was another extremely harsh and rhythmic sound, like footsteps landing, but it was clearly like jumping.

Hua Jianbai only saw a silver-haired old woman, with pale green smoke wrapped around her body.

Her head was unusually large, and her neck was thin, making her look like a pumpkin on a bamboo pole. Her eyes were tightly closed, and strange lines were drawn on her eyelids with ink.

When the crutch fell to the ground, a burst of green smoke spread out and the vines retreated.

The old woman said: "Master Luo, the blood formation has been set up. I'm afraid this person cannot die yet."

When Luo Fengji saw this person, he said, "I understand. It's all thanks to Madam Jiang Zhu."

"What do you mean?"

As soon as Hua Jianbai asked the question, he saw green smoke filling the air before his eyes.

He didn't see anything clearly and felt dizzy for a while, as if he had fallen into some dark place.

The wind continued to blow, like it was brushing against bones, making a trembling sound.

When Hua Jianbai opened his eyes, he seemed to see nothing. He didn't know how long it took him to adapt before he could see clearly in the blood-red scene.

It was wet everywhere, but it wasn't water. There was a strong fishy smell that sent chills down one's spine.

He didn't know how long it had been before he found himself sitting on the ground in a huge blood formation, with a pungent smell of blood all around him.

In the slightly dim ancestral hall, the candlelight flickered.

Bright red blood flowed in the gullies on the ground, forming complex and strange patterns.

At the edge of the blood formation, countless dark green soul lamps were lit, the faint light flickering, and the eerie and terrifying atmosphere made people shudder.

A series of crisp bell sounds rang out. Hua Jianbai looked up and was even more shocked.

He saw many broken human bones hanging above his head. These bones were tied together by red strings, and every time they swayed, it seemed as if every ringing sounded struck his soul and skull, making him feel an inexplicable horror.

What are these spiritual practitioners...doing?

Hua Jianbai was horrified to find that he was dizzy and tried to stand up, but his body was extremely heavy, as if suppressed by an invisible force.

He struggled back and forth, but it was of no avail.

I saw an old woman with silver hair, her body wrapped in pale green smoke.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and there were strange lines drawn on her eyelids with ink.

"despair."

"despair."

The old woman didn't open her eyes, and her walking posture was even more bizarre. She almost jumped around the blood formation and kept waving her arms, as if she was performing a shamanic dance to summon spirits.

Every time her footsteps touched the ground, there was a "tapping" sound, and with each sound, the pale green smoke around her became thicker.

When it jumped up and down for the last time, it happened to be in front of Hua Jianbai. An extremely old and strange face approached, and its skin was like tree bark. When it was magnified, it was even more terrifying.

Hua Jianbai couldn't help but be extremely frightened. He was clearly scared and wanted to scream, but no sound came out.

"No...no..."

The old woman closed her eyes, tilted her head, and suddenly sighed as if she sensed something.

The sound was like the wind blowing over human bones overhead, almost harsh.

"How can it be……"

The old woman suddenly looked at him coldly, her dark eyes still full of oppression even though the pupils were invisible.

She raised her palm, and pale green tobacco shreds appeared in it, gathering into a ball of flowing light.

Hua Jianbai swallowed in horror, so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

"You...I'm asking you, have you ever taken Ten Directions Blood Drain?"

The old woman seemed a little excited, the light in her palm became brighter, and suddenly she clenched her fist tightly, and in an instant she dispersed the pale green smoke.

Hanamibai felt that the pressure was relieved a little and he seemed to be able to speak.

"I...I...whether I've eaten it or not is none of your business."

Hua Jianbai still refused to beg for mercy, but facing the old lady who looked like a witch, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"No wonder, no wonder... Ten Directions Blood... Holy Lotus Heavenly Heart... Could it be God's will..."

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the ancestral hall, and a man walked in slowly.

The man was about middle-aged, wearing a long robe with wide sleeves and dark brown embroidered piping on the lapels, giving people a sense of solemnity.

This person was none other than Shen Jihuai, the third uncle of the Luo family. He asked, "Madam Jiangzhu, it's been an incense stick. Why haven't you taken it for so long? What's going on?"

The old woman shook her head slightly, then nodded slightly, as if to salute the middle-aged man.

"Third Master, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to take anything at this time."

Her voice was extremely slow and sounded like the chirping of a cicada's bones, which was extremely unpleasant to the ear.

Shen Jihuai's face showed an invisible strangeness. He asked, "Why? Is the Dragon Bone Seal not on him now?"

The wrinkles on the old woman's face were as rough as tree bark, and her eyes were still tightly closed:

"The things are still there, but..."

"But what?"

Shen Jihuai frowned and asked impatiently.

"The Holy Lotus Heart originally had the effect of cleansing the marrow and changing the bones. Combined with the Ten Directions Blood, the Dragon Bone Seal has already been transformed. If we forcibly take it, I'm afraid it will damage the root."

The old woman's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and revealed a hint of hesitation.

"The Dragon Bone Seal is a magical object, how could it be so fragile?"

"Third Master, although the dragon bone seal is intact, this person is definitely dead."

Hua Jianbai listened to the two people chatting, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly said:

"Uncle, aren't you a spiritual practitioner? Spiritual practitioners can't just kill mortals at will. This goes against the laws of nature."

What he said was right. People who practice cultivation pay the most attention to the way of heaven, so Shen Jihuai pondered for a moment.

"That's right, people who practice cultivation should not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Yes... The Luo family is a powerful clan after all. I know you want the Dragon Bone Seal. I don't really want it, and I can't wait to take it away."

Hanamibai's mind raced as he continued.

"But I'm a mortal. If you kill people just to get something, it will be disgraceful to spiritual practitioners if it gets out."

"A mere martial artist cannot be considered a true mortal."

Suddenly, a woman chuckled and said coldly, "Uncle, besides, this man stole the relics five years ago. Since he has chosen to be a thief, isn't it better for him to die?"

The person who walked into the room was wearing a golden dress, extremely rosy. It was Luo Fengji.

Hua Jianbai curled his lips, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and said:

"Your statement is clearly flawed and without any basis. It doesn't prove that I'm a thief!"

Luo Fengji glanced at him sideways, his lips curled up with a hint of cruelty: "This little bitch is talking nonsense, uncle, don't believe it."

"Oh no, why do you have to kill me? Did I dig up your ancestral grave?"

Luo Fengji said angrily: "Shut up, you little bitch!"

"You damned gossip! I won't shut up. For a spiritual practitioner, acting like this is completely devoid of conscience."

Hua Jianbai was so angry that he couldn't help but curse.

But as soon as he spoke, he regretted it.

The third uncle of the Luo family waved his hand and said coldly:

"Madam Jiang Zhu, this person is being rude. Just take it directly."

"Oh no... How can a spiritual cultivator treat human life as worthless? You are the evil cultivators!"

After hearing this, Madam Jiangzhu seemed to think for a moment, then raised her hands high. Suddenly, a dazzling bloody light appeared under her feet, and the formation under Hua Jianbai began to activate.

The blood boiled violently in the ravine, and after the entire formation emitted a dazzling red light, it suddenly turned into wisps of pale green smoke.

The tobacco gradually seeped into Hanamibai's body, and it felt like it was being pulled by some force. A sharp pain came from his spine, as if someone had nailed iron nails into his bones and then hit them violently with a huge hammer.

He just felt very uncomfortable all over, his face twisted in pain, and every nerve in his body was being ruthlessly torn.

The candlelight went out in an instant, and the human bones above the head turned into powder and fell like snowflakes.

Hanamibai had never felt such pain before, and his vision became blurry.

Seeing this, Madam Jiangzhu did not stop the operation of the formation. Her hands continued to dance back and forth, and the pale green smoke became thicker and thicker.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a small object emitting white light suddenly flew towards him like a gust of wind. When it approached the blood formation, it was suddenly bounced away by a puff of pale green smoke.

With a crisp "bang" sound, the white light was deeply embedded in a pillar. It turned out to be a broken leaf.

A figure suddenly appeared and rushed towards the location of the formation.

Seeing this, Shen Jihuai suddenly flashed a dazzling yellow light in his hand, immediately blocking the figure away.

"Luo Baili, what evil are you doing again!"

The man turned lightly and stood firm. He was wearing a light yellow glazed robe that was made of the finest brocade. A small jade gourd was hung on his belt.

This man was not very old, had very frivolous peach blossom eyes, and was very handsome.

"Brother-in-law, the house is filled with smoke and dust today. I was irritated when I came back, so of course I had to come over and take a look."

When Luo Fengji saw him, her beautiful face frowned and she looked displeased.

"Uncle, aren't you traveling around the mountains and rivers?"

Luo Baili's tone was unrestrained and carried a hint of ill intention. "I heard that my niece is back. I brought a lot of things with me from the Beichu Mountains. I'll pick some up when the time comes..."

When Luo Fengji heard the word "niece", he snorted coldly, and said in a voice like an oriole:

"As soon as I came back, my uncle was busy all the time. I think it was because of the position of the head of the family."

"The position of head of this family is currently being temporarily taken over by my brother-in-law. What a pity! My eldest brother is no longer here... He's my only child, and... Oh, what a pity."

Luo Baili mentioned something obscure intentionally or unintentionally, and his tone was deliberately lamenting. Hearing this, Luo Fengji's face turned pale, and he wanted to step forward and attack.

Shen Jihuai had already said angrily: "Luo Baili, if you return home to attend the welcoming banquet today, you should go to the outer hall and wait. If you are looking for trouble..."

"No and no."