break through nine days

After recognizing the situation in front of him, Hong Bin immediately made a decision. Although summoning the ancient ancestor spirit is extremely dangerous, in this situation, this is the only way to survive the murderous opportunity in front of him. Otherwise, even if all of them here People add up, it is absolutely difficult to survive.

After all, besides Chu Tian, ​​there is also a blood-robed old man who has never done anything.

Summoning the ancient ancestor spirit is an extremely terrifying secret technique of the Fallen Spirit Clan, but not every member of the Fallen Spirit Clan can perform it, only a few descendants of the ancient ancestors of the Fallen Spirit Clan have the ability to summon The ancient ancestor spirit of the spirit race was summoned.

Therefore, even if Meng Ji is the most powerful existence of the Fallen Spirit Clan, since she is not a descendant of the Primordial Ancestor Spirit, she cannot summon the Primordial Ancestor Spirit. Otherwise, Chu Tian might not be able to survive from the Fallen Spirit Clan at all.

And Hong Bin is one of the descendants of the ancient ancestors.

Hearing his instructions, the eyes of the nine Eight-Medley Talisman Warriors were startled, and then they came back to their senses. When they looked at each other, they all saw the determination in each other's eyes.

In the sea of ​​thunder, the golden sword light pierced again, and the nine talisman warriors roared, and a bloody light erupted from their bodies at the same time. The moment the bloody light appeared, their bodies shriveled instantly.

As soon as the nine groups of blood light appeared, they immediately fused together and turned into a scarlet spear, which collided fiercely with the stabbing sword light.

And at this moment, blood-colored circles of light suddenly appeared on Hong Bin's body, runes flickered in the circles, and the light burst out, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

"boom,"

The golden sword light and the bloody spear collapsed at the same time, and the nine eight-veined rune warriors let out a muffled groan at the same time, and their bodies instantly stepped back a few steps, but the madness in their eyes became more intense.

On Hong Bin's body, those rapidly circling rune halos gradually condensed in the sky above his head, forming an illusory figure. At the moment this figure appeared, Chu Tian felt that the whole world seemed to stop moving, and a wave from his heart The throbbing that sprouted in the depths instantly spread throughout the body.

Lei Hai around him, in the process of the illusory figure gradually consolidating, instantly shook violently, showing signs of collapse, which made him quickly stabilize his mind and forcefully suppress the shock that appeared in his heart.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his consciousness was pushed to the extreme in an instant, and the endless thunder light rushed towards Hong Bin and the nine eight-veined talisman fighters like a wave, and in this wave, a golden light appeared and disappeared.

Facing the furious wave formed by the thunder, the madness in the eyes of the nine Eight-Meridian Talisman Warriors grew stronger. Their bodies were shriveled again, and the bloody Talismans from all over their bodies burst out, and they also condensed into a blood-colored river, rumbling against the fury of the thunder. The waves washed away.

At the cost of burning their lives, nine fallen spirit clan powerhouses resisted Chu Tian's thunder sea and protected Hong Bin from being blocked during the summoning process.

But at this moment, amidst the furious waves of thunder that could not advance half an inch, a golden light flashed away, taking advantage of the chaos and shooting at Hong Bin, mixed with the edge of destroying everything, piercing towards Hong Bin viciously.

This golden light is the soul-slaying sword, and it is about to penetrate Hong Bin, who summons the soul of the ancient ancestor spirit, but as soon as the sword enters the range three feet in front of Hong Bin, a phantom suddenly bursts out from the phantom above his head. With terrifying power, the Soul Slashing Sword was thrown out with a bang.

Under the impact of this strange force, the endless sea of ​​thunder collapsed in an instant.

Si Qinghun, who had been standing quietly by the side, suddenly opened his closed eyes, looking at the phantom in disbelief.

"Hahaha, boy, I forgot to tell you that the shadow of the ancestral spirit has appeared, and I will not be harmed...You guys, just wait for death..." Hong Bin laughed wildly, looking into Chutian's eyes The middle is full of ferocious colors.

Holding the soul-slaying sword bounced back by the strange power emitted by the phantom, Chu Tian looked at the dissipated original thunder force, his eyes fell on the phantom above Hong Bin's head.

This phantom was already so powerful before it was completely solidified. Once Hong Bin summoned it completely, I am afraid that he and Si Qinghun would not be able to resist it together.

He knew very well that if they couldn't stop Hong Bin's call, they might have no choice but to flee back.

With such a dazed effort, the phantom in the sky became more and more solid that day, and a mighty coercion began to burst out. Judging by this momentum, perhaps Hong Bin's summoning would be completed in a few breaths.

Looking at the phantom, Chu Tian narrowed his eyes coldly, the dragon-shaped bow in his hand reappeared, and the seven-colored light arrows suddenly condensed between the three fingers.

An equally earth-shattering coercion instantly emanated from the light arrow.

Hong Bin's wild laughter stopped abruptly, and immediately turned into a wave of deep fear.

"Stop him, don't let him shoot this arrow," Hong Bin shouted frantically.

The nine talisman fighters shouted in unison, without the suppression of Yuanyuan Leihai, their spears shot towards Chutian suddenly, and at the same time, their figures flashed, and they also rushed towards Chutian.

In the mountains, all the descendants of the Fallen Spirit Clan, no matter how powerful they are, all followed the nine Eight-Meridian Talisman Warriors towards Chutian like moths to the flame. Even at the cost of their lives, they would Stop Chutian's arrow.

Looking at the spears coming from the void and the densely packed figures, the cold light in Chutian's eyes flickered more and more intensely. He knew very well that even if his light arrow could hit the target under such a situation where the sea of ​​people was used as a defense, Even Hong Bin couldn't possibly cause fatal injuries.

At this moment, Si Qinghun finally moved, and with a tap of his right hand, a series of dark light circles shot out from between his fingers, spinning and imprisoning the blood-colored spear in the void.

At the same time, he quickly typed out the hand formula with both hands, and silently chanted in his mouth. Suddenly, the void around the bodies of those Fallen Spirit Race people who charged was gradually distorted.

"seal up,"

After uttering a single word, the bodies of the fallen spirit clansmen, including the nine eight-veined talisman fighters, suddenly paused, and immediately they were blocked in place like wooden men, unable to escape.

"Haha, Chutian, you should deal with that guy first. Although I can't completely trap these people to death, I can still trap them for a few breaths." Si Qinghun's sudden attack made Chutian startled. At the same time, the tense heart instantly calmed down.

Tilting his head slightly, Chu Tian's eyes slowly fell from the phantom to Hong Bin's body. The cold and murderous eyes, mixed with the dazzling colorful arrow light, made the latter's face turn pale instantly.

"I'm also curious, can the almost invincible ancient ancestor spirit in your mouth help you block my arrow?"

Si Qinghun's sudden attack directly made Hong Bin's face pale a lot, especially when he saw Chu Tian's murderous eyes, his face was distorted and ugly almost instantly.

In front of the colorful light arrow, he suddenly had a trembling feeling. The ancient ancestor spirit is indeed powerful. Coercion, but it has a power that even the peak powerhouse of the ninth level of the treasure talisman realm can't match.

His intuition told him that unless the ancient ancestor spirit was completely condensed, it would be impossible to block this arrow.

And it will take at least three breaths for the ancestral spirit to completely condense.

Three breaths, very short, but enough to decide one's own life and death.

Because, when this arrow is shot, it only takes one breath to kill him easily.

When Chutian showed his original strength, Hong Bin understood that if they fought head-on, even if they all fought together, it would be difficult to defeat them. After all, Chutian's original Leihai attacked opponents indiscriminately. , This battle has just begun, and Chu Tian directly killed an Eight Meridian Talisman fighter, and his morale has been seriously affected.

Therefore, he originally wanted other fallen spirit clansmen to help him resist Chutian and summon the ancient ancestor spirit to kill this person, but because he ignored the blood-robed old man who had never made a move, all his current plans fell through.

And next, he had to face Chu Tian's murderous arrow alone, which was full of murderous intent and could not be avoided or resisted.

"Whoosh," the arrow flashed and disappeared suddenly.

Hong Bin's pupils shrank suddenly, and almost at the same time, he let out a desperate cry.

"Even if I die, I will be buried with you," he shouted with a pale face, as overwhelming blood gushed out of his body, turning into a huge blood mist of three to four meters around him, and his figure, It is completely covered up in it.

The mist condensed and turned into countless blood talismans, frantically condensing into the phantom, causing the not yet fully formed ancient ancestor spirit to solidify in an instant, and then rushed towards Chutian at high speed.

This change was so sudden that Chu Tian never thought that Hong Bin would abandon his whole body's essence and blood to instantly become the ancient ancestor spirit.

"Hahahaha...die,"

Hong Bin's face was ferocious, his shriveled body shouted frantically, was shot by the colorful light arrow, and turned into flying ash with a bang.

After Hong Bin disappeared, the ancient ancestral spirit quickly approached in front of Chu Tian, ​​and endless spiritual energy surged madly, and instantly dyed his body red, forming a sea of ​​thick blood, covering the sky and covering the earth.

The distance between the two was too close, and Hong Bin's sudden and decisive action made Chu Tian completely unprepared, and he was suddenly involved in the sea of ​​blood and disappeared.

As Chu Tian was drawn into the sea of ​​blood like this, the sea of ​​blood suddenly rolled crazily, and the sound of bang bang kept ringing out, sending Si Qinghun, who came back to his senses, flying out.

In the sea of ​​blood, eerie laughter came out, old and strange, and there seemed to be the sound of swallowing in the laughter, which made Si Qinghun's complexion even more gloomy.

Suddenly, the laughter in the sea of ​​blood stopped abruptly, and immediately there was a horrified cry. Si Qinghun was stunned, the tumbling sea of ​​blood paused first, and then a huge explosion slowly appeared in the middle swirl.

The vortex became faster and faster, drawing all the surrounding bloody aura into it, and after that, two figures, one real and one empty, slowly appeared.

Chu Tian sat cross-legged, and there was nothing serious about his body. The place between his eyebrows, where the vortex was generated, was still spinning continuously.

And that phantom was the ancestor spirit of the Fallen Spirit Clan that was instantly congealed by Hong Bin's blood essence. At this moment, streaks of blood and soul power continuously escaped from his body, and he was drawn into the vortex. Continuously sinking into the center of Chu Tian's eyebrows, his phantom gradually dimmed, and he continued to roar like thunder.

"Hehe, in the past few years, you have refined so much soul power from the ten-vein juniors of the Fallen Spirit Race, and now it just happens to be replenished from you," the vicissitudes of life and familiar laughter slowly came from the small world of Chutian Sea of ​​​​Knowledge. ringing slowly,