After realizing the situation in front of him, Hong Bin immediately made a decision. Although there is great danger to summon the ancient ancestor spirit, in this situation, only in this way can the murderous intent be overcome in front of him. Otherwise, even if they all The people who add up will never be able to survive.
After all, in addition to Chu Tian, there is also an old man in the blood robe who has not taken action.
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 use it. Only a few descendants of the ancient ancestors of the Fallen Spirit Clan have the ability to fall. The ancient ancestor spirit of the Spirit Clan was summoned.
Therefore, even if Meng Ji is the most powerful existence of the Fallen Spirit Clan now, because she is not a descendant of the ancient ancestor spirit, she cannot summon the ancient ancestor spirit. Otherwise, Chu Tian might not be able to live from the Fallen Spirit Clan.
And Hong Bin is one of the descendants of the ancient ancestors.
After hearing his orders, the nine eight-line talisman warriors were stunned at first, and then they came 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. The nine talisman warriors roared, and a ball of blood burst out from their bodies at the same time. The moment the blood light appeared, their bodies instantly shriveled.
As soon as the nine blood lights appeared, they immediately merged together and turned into a scarlet spear, colliding with the sword light that was coming.
At this moment, a blood-colored aperture suddenly flashed on Hong Bin's body, and the runes flashed in the aperture, and the light flashed, and a painful expression appeared on his face.
"Bang,"
The golden sword light and the blood-colored spear collapsed at the same time. The nine eight-mechanical talisman warriors let out a muffled groan at the same time, and their bodies took a few steps in an instant, but the madness in their eyes became more and more intense.
On Hong Bin's body, the rune apertures that were circling rapidly gradually condensed in the sky above his head, forming an illusory figure. At the moment the figure appeared, Chu Tian felt that the whole world seemed to have stopped running, a stream from the inside. The throbbing that sprouted deep in the body instantly spread throughout the body.
The sea of thunder around him shook violently as the illusory figure gradually condensed, and there were signs of collapse, which made him quickly calm his mind and suppress the shock in his heart.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, the consciousness instantly reached its peak. Endless lightning slapped at Hong Bin and the nine eight-line talisman warriors like a wave, and in this wave, a golden light appeared and disappeared.
Faced with the angry waves formed by thunder, the nine eight-line talisman warriors' eyes became even more crazy. Their bodies were shriveled again, and the rich blood talismans flashed out, and they also condensed into a bloody river, rumbled to face the thunder's anger. The waves rush away.
Nine powerful people from the Fallen Spirit Clan resisted Chu Tian’s thunder sea at the cost of burning their lives, protecting Hong Bin from being blocked during the summoning process.
But at this moment, a golden light flashed in the thunder that could not move forward for half an inch, and shot at Hong Bin while the chaos was in trouble, mixed with the sharp edge of destroying everything, and stabbed towards Hong Bin fiercely.
This golden light is the Soul-Slaying Sword. It is about to penetrate Hong Bin, who is the ancient ancestor spirit who summons the soul. However, as soon as the sword body entered the three feet of the range in front of Hong Bin, a sudden burst of a shadow above the sky above the head suddenly appeared from the phantom above the shadow The terrifying power bounced the Soul-Slaying Sword directly out with a bang.
The endless sea of thunder also collapsed instantly under the impact of this strange force.
Si Qinghun, who had been standing quietly by the side, suddenly opened his closed eyes and looked at the phantom incredibly.
"Hahaha, boy, I forgot to tell you that the phantom of the ancestor spirit has appeared, and I will not be hurt... You guys, just wait for death..." Hong Bin laughed wildly and looked at Chu Tian's gaze It was full of hideous expressions.
Holding the Soul-Slaying Sword that was bounced back by the strange power emitted by the phantom, looking at the dissipated original thunder power, Chu Tian's face turned cold and his eyes fell on the phantom above Hong Bin's head.
The phantom was so powerful before it was completely solidified. Once it was completely summoned by Hong Bin, I am afraid that he and Si Qinghun could not resist it even if they worked together.
He knew very well that if Hong Bin could not be stopped from summoning, they might have to choose to escape.
With such a dazed moment, the phantom in the sky became more and more solid, and the powerful pressure began to burst out. Judging from this momentum, perhaps Hong Bin's summoning would be completed after a few breaths.
Looking at the phantom, Chu Tian narrowed his eyes coldly, and the dragon-shaped bent bow in his hand appeared again, and the colorful light arrow suddenly condensed between his three fingers.
A wave of equally earth-shaking pressure instantly emanated from the light arrow.
Hong Bin's crazy laughter stopped abruptly and immediately turned into a deep fear.
"Stop him and don't let him shoot this arrow," Hong Bin shouted frantically.
The nine talisman warriors shouted in unison. Without the suppression of the original thunder sea, the spear they used suddenly shot towards Chu Tian. At the same time, their bodies flashed and rushed towards Chu Tian.
In the mountains, all the Fallen Spirit tribes who came, regardless of their strength, rushed towards Chu Tian like moths to the fire. Even at the cost of life, they wanted to Stop Chu Tian's arrow.
Looking at the spear coming from the void and the dense figure, the cold light in Chu Tian's eyes was flickering more and more powerful. He knew very well that even if his light arrow could be shot in such a situation with the sea of people as a defense. Hong Bin can't cause fatal damage.
At this moment, Si Qinghun finally moved. He pointed his right hand and shot out his dark apertures from his fingers, rotating and imprisoning the blood-colored spear in the void.
At the same time, his hands quickly made a move and silently chanted it. Suddenly, the void around the people of the Fallen Spirit Clan that rushed towards him gradually twisted.
"seal up,"
After drinking one word, the bodies of the fallen spirit tribe, including the nine eight-line talisman warriors, were suddenly beaten, and then they were blocked from the spot like wooden people, struggling to escape.
"Haha, Chu Tian, you should deal with that guy first. Although I can't completely trap these people, I can still do it if I have to trap them for a few breaths," Si Qinghun's sudden move made Chu Tian stunned. At the same time, the tense heart instantly calmed down.
With his head slightly tilted, Chu Tian's eyes slowly fell from the phantom to Hong Bin's body. His eyes were filled with cold and murderous intent, mixed with the dazzling colorful arrow light, making the latter's face pale in an instant.
"I'm also very curious. Can the nearly invincible ancient ancestral spirit in your mouth help you block my arrow?"
Si Qinghun's sudden action directly made Hong Bin's face pale, especially when he saw Chu Tian's murderous gaze, his face almost instantly distorted and looked ugly.
In front of the colorful light arrow, he suddenly felt a trembling feeling. The ancient ancestor spirit was indeed powerful. Even if it was not summoned completely, it could help him block any attacks from opponents in the same realm, so it was almost invincible. But this colorful light arrow The pressure has power that even the peak power of the ninth level of the treasure trove realm cannot match even if it is used with all its strength.
This arrow intuition told him that unless the ancient ancestor spirit completely condensed, it would be impossible to block it.
It will take at least three breaths for the ancestral spirit to completely condense.
Three breaths are very short, but they are enough to determine one's own life and death.
Because, when this arrow shot, you can easily kill yourself in just one breath.
When Chu Tian showed his original power, Hong Bin understood that if he had a head-on battle, it would be difficult for them to defeat even if they all went together. After all, Chu Tian's original thunder sea attacked his opponent without any difference. The battle just started, and Chu Tian killed an eight-line talisman warrior, and his morale had been seriously affected.
Therefore, he wanted other fallen spirits to help him resist Chu Tian and summon the ancient ancestor spirit to kill this person, but because he ignored the old man in blood robe who had not taken action, all his plans were now lost.
Next, he had to face Chu Tian's murderous intent and inescapable and resistant killing arrows alone.
"Swoosh," the arrow flashed and disappeared suddenly.
Hong Bin's pupils shrank suddenly, and almost at the same time, he shouted desperately.
"Even if I die, I will let you bury you," he shouted, and the overwhelming blood rushes out of his body, turning into a huge blood mist of three or four meters around him, and his body, It was completely covered up.
The mist condensed and turned into countless blood talismans, and frantically condensed into the phantom, causing the ancient ancestor spirit that had not yet been fully formed to condense in an instant, and then rushed towards Chu Tian quickly.
This change was too sudden, and Chu Tian never expected that Hong Bin would abandon all his essence and blood to instantly become an ancient ancestral spirit.
"Hahahaha...Die,"
Hong Bin's face was ferocious, and his shriveled body was shot by a colorful light arrow in a crazy shout, and turned into ashes with a bang.
After Hong Bin disappeared, the ancient ancestor spirit quickly approached Chu Tian's body, and endless spiritual energy rushed over, instantly dyed red around him, forming a rich sea of blood, covering the sky and overwhelming.
The two were too close, and Hong Bin's sudden and decisive action made Chu Tian unprepared at all. He was suddenly caught in the sea of blood and disappeared.
As Chu Tian was so swept into the sea of blood, the sea of blood immediately rolled wildly, and the bang kept ringing, shaking Si Qinghun, who had come back to his senses and took action wildly, directly flying out.
In the sea of blood, there were gloomy laughter, old and strange. There seemed to be a sound of swallowing in this laughter, making Si Qinghun's face even more gloomy.
Suddenly, the laughter in the sea of blood stopped abruptly, and a scream of fear came out. In the stunned mind of Si Qinghun, the rolling sea of blood first paused, and then a huge number slowly emerged in the middle. swirl.
The vortex is getting faster and faster, and it is sweeping all the blood-colored spiritual energy around it into it. Then, two figures, one real and one virtual, also appeared slowly.
Chu Tian sat cross-legged, without any serious damage around him. The vortex at the center of his eyebrows was where the vortex was produced, and it was still rotating continuously.
And the phantom was the ancestor spirit of the Fallen Spirit Clan who was instantly condensed with the essence and blood of Hong Bin. At this moment, blood lines and soul power continued to evacuate from his body and was swept into the vortex. It continued to sank into Chu Tian's eyebrows, and his phantom gradually dimmed, and it kept roaring like thunder.
"Haha, you have refined so much soul power by the ten-vein juniors of the Spirit Clan in recent years, and now you are just getting it back from you," said the vicissitudes of familiar laughter, slowing down from the small world of Chutian's sea of consciousness. Ring slowly,