break through nine days

The runes on the old man's body, after absorbing the blood essence of those monks and disciples of the Hundred Gu Sect, became more blue-blue, and even faintly advanced towards a full-blue color, but after a short while, those rays of light dimmed .

The eyes of the old magician opened again. This time, his eyes fell on the six Qingyangzi behind Chutian.

"For hundreds of years, all monks who entered my Nine Nether Holy Land will die. You guys didn't take advantage of my cultivation just now, so I will give you a chance to get out of the second floor!"

"Hmph, what a big tone!" The middle-aged swordsman shouted angrily, and slashed at the old magician with the long sword in his hand.

"Things that don't know how to live or die!" The old man didn't even look at the long sword that was coming, and a rune directly hit the blood pit in front of him.

Immediately, all the blood in the blood pit surged up, and the blood flashed, turning into a huge monster, three meters tall, with a white head and bare feet, resembling an ape.

As soon as the giant ape appeared, a pair of fierce eyes stared at the flying middle-aged swordsman, let out a few low growls, flew up, and smashed the giant sword in the middle-aged swordsman's hand with one punch.

The middle-aged swordsman's face was startled, but his cultivation base was not low. The giant sword was swung away, but his figure did not retreat but advanced. The giant sword shone with light and became more powerful.

The roar of the giant ape became more intense, blood flashed between his brows, and the bloody aura around him frantically gathered in front of him, forming a huge vortex in front of the giant ape, roaring towards the middle-aged swordsman.

With a "boom", the air surged, and the entire second floor seemed to shake.

The middle-aged swordsman flew upside down, the huge sword in his hand was tightly wrapped in the whirlpool, and he couldn't even struggle to get out.

At the same time, the old man who was sitting on the altar flicked his right hand, and a bloody light flew out, hitting the middle-aged swordsman's forehead.

"Not good!" Qing Yangzi yelled sharply, and the cauldron above his head shot out golden threads again, immediately piercing towards the bloody vortex.

And Chu Tian stared at the middle-aged swordsman. Just now, after the blood line of the old magician's man penetrated into the middle-aged swordsman's eyebrows, the middle-aged swordsman's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a rune mark disappeared in a flash.

He struggled desperately, wanting to get rid of the control of the rune, roaring like a wild beast.

Chu Tian pondered in his heart, this middle-aged swordsman has not been completely controlled, if he plays the awakening song at this moment, maybe it can help him resist the control of the blood line.

But if he rescued him, he would definitely attract the attention of the old magician. With his own strength, even with the help of Xing Tian, ​​it would be difficult to block the blow of the old magician.

But if no rescue is done, once the middle-aged swordsman is controlled by the old magician, the only one who can really resist is Qingyangzi. At that point, no one will be able to survive.

Thinking of this, Chu Tian's eyes flashed, he gritted his teeth, and fought hard!

Fingers brushed across the strings, and the ethereal sounds of the piano fell into the ears of the middle-aged swordsman, like invisible thin threads, entangled with the blood thread.

With the help of Qin Yin, the middle-aged swordsman gradually regained his composure, but the old man, the magic talisman, snorted coldly and shot another blood thread.

The eyes of the middle-aged swordsman, who had just recovered, flashed red, and the runes flickered in the blood. He laughed grinningly, and swung the huge sword in his hand towards Chu Tian.

Chu Tian remained motionless, the small world of Consciousness Sea opened, and the corpse puppet Xing Tian suddenly flew out, blocking the middle-aged swordsman.

At the same time, Chu Tian played with his fingers quickly, and the sound of the piano became more ethereal, intertwined with the two blood threads in the sea of ​​consciousness of the middle-aged Taoist.

On the other side, Qingyangzi had already killed the giant ape whose blood was condensed, and Fang Ding released countless golden threads to block the old man's blood attack, and fought with the old man who was a magician.

And the remaining disciples and monks of the Hundred Gu Sect around the altar still maintained their fixed postures with dull eyes, and the blood all over their bodies was still frantically pouring into the blood pool on the altar.

With the help of Chu Tian's piano sound, the blood lines in the middle-aged swordsman's sea of ​​consciousness were gradually refined. Finally, the middle-aged swordsman let out a roar, and the two blood lines burst suddenly, and he regained control of his body.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, the old magician and Qing Yangzi exclaimed at the same time.

Immediately, the old magician cast a glance at Xingtian, the corpse puppet, while the old Qingyangzi glanced at Chutian's guqin, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Thank you, little brother, for your help. Your piano sound is really amazing," the middle-aged swordsman nodded gratefully towards Chu Tian.

Chu Tian smiled back at the middle-aged swordsman, and said, "Let's help Senior Qingyangzi kill this magician first!"

"This magician is a bit weird. He has never left the altar, and the moment he was controlled by the blood line just now, I felt that my soul consciousness would be sucked into those blood pools!" The middle-aged swordsman frowned, murmured.

"Can't leave the altar? The pool of blood?" The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. When Chu Tian heard what the middle-aged swordsman said, his heart moved, and he vaguely guessed something!

"The blood pool is the key, senior, you and I will take action together to destroy the blood pool on the altar!" Chu Tian shouted loudly, the sound of the piano suddenly turned, and the moonlight sound blades carried pure Yang spiritual energy, roaring Chop to those pools of blood on the altar.

Reminded by Chu Tian, ​​the middle-aged swordsman was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly. The huge sword in his hand suddenly left his hand, emitting a dazzling sword light, and blasted towards the blood pool.

"Dare?" The old magic talisman yelled angrily, trying to stop him, but was entangled tightly by Qingyangzi.

As for the four Leiyang people brought by Qingyangzi, they sacrificed their natal talismans one after another, unleashed attacks all over the sky, and rushed towards the disciples and monks of the Hundred Gu Sect around the altar.

"Booming" continued to be loud, and under the joint attack of Chu Tian and the middle-aged swordsman, all the blood pools on the altar were destroyed, and the blood essence in the blood pools shot up into the sky and splashed everywhere.

The old magician was furious, runes flickered all over his body, and he wanted to absorb the blood essence into his body, but how could Chutian give him this opportunity.

In the small world of Sea of ​​Consciousness, the golden toad suddenly flew out, the huge toad opened its mouth, sucked it in suddenly, and sucked all the blood essence into the body before the old magician.

"Junior looking for death!"

The old magician seemed to be crazy, and suddenly flew out of the altar, countless runes flew out all over the sky, forcing back all the golden threads offered by Qingyangzi, and clapped his hands towards Chutian, ten fingers aligned A blood line was shot out, and the runes in the blood line flickered, carrying a terrifying spiritual pressure that would destroy everything.

Chu Tian's complexion changed drastically, and he complained in his heart. Sure enough, his previous actions had pulled all the hatred of the old man of magic talisman onto himself.

However, the matter has come to this point, even if he chooses again, Chu Tian will still choose the same way, and the old man's attack also aroused the blood in his bones.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the bright moon transformed from the moon star soul suddenly shone dazzlingly, and in Chu Tian's hand, there was already a transparent long sword shining with silver light.

Surrounding him, an endless sea of ​​anger suddenly appeared. A bright moon slowly rose above the sea, and an extremely dark aura suddenly filled the air.

The first blade of the nine blades breaks the sky, and the moon rises from the sea!