The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 268 Killing each other!

The streak of light shot swiftly into the formation. If a formation master were present, they would surely discover that Song Wanning had activated the formation's maximum power.

But people aren't stupid; even if they don't understand, they can still sense it.

The formation suddenly trembled violently again, followed by an even stronger wind.

Large amounts of red smoke and dust appeared, sweeping towards those people.

"You are mean!"

An elder shouted and then fled at top speed.

This red smoke was incredibly domineering; they dared not confront it head-on.

The crowd scattered and fled, while simultaneously brandishing their magical weapons to fight back with all their might.

At this moment, everyone held nothing back, only thinking about dispersing the smoke and dust to avoid being swallowed up.

Feng Jinchuan was filled with murderous intent, his calm and indifferent face clouded with gloom. He was fighting back while thinking of a way to break the deadlock.

Despite using several magical artifacts and almost all the spells he knew, the red smoke showed no sign of diminishing.

Instead of being enraged, it attacked the group even more frantically.

The immense spiritual power might be able to repel the red smoke and dust, but it wouldn't be able to cause it the slightest damage.

In the end how to do?
Feng Jinchuan quickly calmed down and began to actively think of countermeasures.

He mustn't panic and lose his composure, or it would be truly the end!
Inside the formation, the elders were actively fighting against the red smoke and dust, but soon screams rang out.

An elder lost a leg to the red smoke and dust, and the pain nearly caused him to fall from mid-air.

Next came an elder with a burn hole in his waist.

The only solution is to cut off the injured area directly; otherwise, if it spreads, the patient will die even faster.

Soon, Song Wanning and Bai Yang saw the elders raise their weapons at them, sacrificing parts of their bodies.

After all, as long as you survive, there are plenty of medicines to heal your injuries.

Blood splattered within the formation, and cries of alarm filled the air.

Bai Yang frowned, looking at the elders with some hesitation.

In his mind, the Nascent Soul Elder was incredibly mysterious and an unapproachable being.

But these people are just like ordinary people in the city, and their ability to withstand pressure is even less than that of the younger generation. It's really a case of shattered illusions.

However, Song Wanning was not surprised at all. These people had lived too smoothly and had hardly experienced any hardships growing up, so their ability to withstand pressure was naturally poor.

Their external spiritual energy is shallow, making it extremely difficult for them to advance to the Nascent Soul stage. The hardships involved are something these people have never experienced, and the level of achievement is completely different.

After this visit, Song Wanning felt a little more at ease. Although there were many Nascent Soul cultivators in this secluded place, they were not necessarily invincible, and their Song family was not destined to lose...

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Time passed slowly, and the situation inside the formation worsened.

The elders had begun to continuously consume pills to replenish their depleted spiritual energy, but the pills would eventually run out, and everyone became increasingly uneasy.

Upon closer inspection, most of the once glamorous crowd now appear to be missing limbs, looking utterly miserable.

Only Feng Jinchuan looked somewhat disheveled, with damage to his hair all over his body.

Song Wan's gaze turned somber. The method to awaken the dragon vein lay within him. If he could withstand the formation, her troubles would only intensify.

Unfortunately, aside from manipulating the formation, she couldn't significantly increase its power and could only wait.

"You bitch, let us out right now!"

"If you continue to be so stubborn, your entire Song family will be wiped out tonight!"

"Do you really think that killing us will put the Song family at ease?"

The elders began to make threats, demanding that Song Wanning release the people.

This formation is truly bizarre.

However, no sooner had he said this than another person suddenly shouted.

Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw that the person had been swallowed up by a gaping maw.

The next second, a mangled human skeleton was thrown out and rolled to the ground.

Silence reigned within the formation. The two skeletons had given them such a stark visual impact that dealing with them was as easy as eating and drinking, making their counterattack seem like a joke.

After a brief silence came even harsher words.

They began to curse wildly, completely abandoning the demeanor and temperament of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Song Wanning remained calm, with a smile still playing on her lips.

The enemy's dying curses are the most beautiful war songs, bringing comfort to the listener.

The more they broke down her defenses, the more pleasure she felt.

These people were far more arrogant than she is now when they were plotting to take over the Song family.

"Let's save our energy for dealing with the formation."

Feng Jinchuan frowned impatiently upon hearing the insults from the crowd.

At this point, what's the point of thinking about cursing?

A waste of breath.

"Chieftain, she has gone too far!"

The elders' eyes were bloodshot; they were driven to desperation.

Upon hearing this, a shadow of gloom flashed across Feng Jinchuan's eyes. He had just dodged a cloud of red smoke when he heard another scream.

Turning around, I saw another skeleton lying on the ground.

The elders were stunned for a moment, then their eyes turned completely red with anger.

"I will fight with you!"

Everyone roared and charged towards the red smoke.

However, the next moment, the red smoke transformed into a gaping maw and attacked one of them.

"not good!"

The man was greatly alarmed. Without thinking, he grabbed the elder behind him and pulled him in front of him.

The man was defending himself from the enemy and was unaware of his companions behind him. It wasn't until he was pushed into the red smoke and dust that he realized he had been betrayed.

He stared wide-eyed, shouted "No!" in frustration, and then disappeared without a trace.

When it reappeared, it had turned into a skeleton.

"Wu Fang, how could you—"

The remaining elders were greatly shocked and stared at him in astonishment.

Feng Jinchuan's face darkened, and he cursed, "Idiot!"

"At this critical juncture, we must unite. Doing this will only hasten our deaths!"

Wu Fang felt ashamed under everyone's gaze; his reaction just now was an instinctive reaction in a moment of desperation.

"I...I didn't mean to, I was like I was possessed just now..."

"It's definitely a problem with this formation. The formation is controlling me. You have to believe me!"

Wu Fang hurriedly offered a flimsy excuse to explain.

But no one believed it. Wu Fang was clearly thinking of abandoning everyone in the face of disaster and only caring about his own survival.

But there's no time to condemn them now; a new wave of red dust has arrived.

Everyone fought back fiercely again.

Song Wanning stood outside the formation and saw this scene, a mocking smile appearing on her lips.

So even the seemingly "united" Feng family can turn on each other?
She met Feng Jinchuan's fierce gaze.

The hatred in his eyes was like a sharp blade, aimed straight at her.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't force them to do it."

Song Wanning shrugged, successfully making Feng Jinchuan so angry that he almost fainted.

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