A series of explosions rang out loudly. Under the impact of the golden dragon, the runes on the gun's body quickly dimmed, gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared into the darkness.
The giant dragon condensed with golden threads also became somewhat transparent, but it still roared and rushed towards the magician.
The magic talisman's eyes were even more curious, but he didn't panic when facing the golden dragon that rushed over. He stretched out his right hand flatly, and suddenly the runes on his body surged up his right arm like a tide.
"boom"
A ball of flame burned in the magician's right hand, turning into a wall of fire in front of him. As soon as the golden dragon touched the surrounding flames, it "soared" and burned, and golden threads separated from the dragon's body.
He kept struggling in the flames, but he was still unable to break free from the flames, and became less and less.
Chu Tian stood behind Qing Yangzi and never made a move. Instead, he carefully observed the runes on the magic talisman. When the flames transformed by the runes appeared, Chu Tian clearly felt that in the sea of consciousness, Xing Tian
He became excited instantly.
A ray of consciousness disappeared into the sea of consciousness. Chu Tian comforted Xing Tian while thinking in his heart: "Although this magic talisman has no natal runes, these runes can be combined together to emit different powers, and the magic spell just now
The purity of the magic power contained in the flame is infinitely close to that of Xingtian's black fire lotus."
While he was thinking here, you, Qingyangzi, saw that the Magic Talisman had actually refined his own golden threads, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. These golden threads were refined by him who spent countless efforts to collect pure Yang spiritual energy from the world.
Each golden thread formed by it is extremely precious to him.
"Damn Talisman!" As he shouted angrily, Qingyangzi's spiritual power surged, and the square tripod suspended above his head suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, and also emitted scorching waves of air.
At first glance, the square tripod is simply the sun in the darkness, transformed into a golden giant sword wrapped in golden light.
Qingyangzi shouted in a low voice and muttered a few words silently, then the two index fingers of his right hand came together and pointed forward, and the huge golden sword suddenly struck at the magic talisman.
In the golden sword, there was a faint rumbling sound, as if the chaos was beginning to open, and streaks of lightning wrapped around the golden giant sword, exuding fierce heavenly power.
The Talisman's expression changed drastically, his right hand remained unchanged, and his left hand was stretched out flatly. Countless runes once again surged out of his body, converging on his left hand, and burst into flames that soared into the sky.
Suddenly, the wall of fire in front of him suddenly thickened, and several layers appeared at the same time, trying to block the golden giant sword.
However, the moment the golden giant sword slashed down, the thunder and lightning on the sword exploded, and the rows of fire walls that could easily refine the gold thread before were shattered.
The magic talisman screamed, and the curiosity in his eyes was replaced by deep horror. Without saying a word, he retreated sharply, and all the runes on his body exploded. The magic talisman turned into a man the moment the golden giant sword struck down.
It was a ball of cyan mist, retreating rapidly towards the depths.
"Where to run!"
Qingyangzi snorted coldly, and pressed his two fingers together again. The golden giant sword suddenly extended several feet at the moment it fell, and almost pierced into the green mist.
"ah……"
A scream came from the blue mist, and while shaking violently, the speed actually increased even faster.
Qingyangzi looked ugly. His sword was extremely powerful. According to his judgment, even a green-level magic talisman should be able to kill him easily and would never be able to escape. But now this magic talisman was only seriously injured.
Just when Qingyangzi was stunned, the green mist had already submerged into the darkness.
With a thought in Chu Tian's mind, the small world of the sea of consciousness opened. The corpse puppet Xingtian had been holding it in for a long time. At this moment, he rushed out. The black fire lotus in his right hand had already condensed into the three-pronged war halberd.
He looked at the direction in which the cyan mist was escaping, and exerted force with his right hand. On the trident, a dark red light flashed, like a bolt of lightning across the night sky, and pierced directly into the cyan light mass.
"boom"
The cyan light group instantly turned into a sea of black fire, and the sea of fire looked like a swaying lotus platform in the darkness.
With a miserable scream, the black sea of fire converged, and the blue mist within it also disappeared.
The corpse puppet Xingtian jumped and landed steadily behind Chutian. The aura on his body seemed to be stronger than before. The magic talisman was severely injured by Qingyangzi's sword. How could he withstand Xingtian's black fire lotus?
All the demonic energy of the monks in the Tianfu realm was refined by Xingtian, and they died completely.
Chu Tian remained calm and collected Xing Tian into the sea of consciousness. He ignored the surprised looks of Qing Yangzi and others and rushed towards the east.
Qingyangzi and the middle-aged swordsman looked at each other, then used their skills to follow closely.
Along the way, Chu Tian remained silent, but spread out his spiritual consciousness. After entering the second level, he faintly felt that there seemed to be a mysterious thing calling him deep in the ground.
Along the way, apart from killing some Hundred Gu Sect disciples and the Mysterious Talisman Realm monks they controlled, I never encountered any similar Talisman warriors, nor did I encounter any more powerful beings.
Soon, an altar appeared in front of the seven people again, but the altar on the second floor was much larger than the one on the first floor, and there were hundreds of Hundred Gu sect disciples surrounding the altar.
They were all sitting on the ground in a weird posture.
In front of them, the monks controlled by the Gu were kneeling on the ground with their heads held high. In their open mouths, a surging line of blood, as if the other end was being pulled by some force, actually extended towards the center of the altar.
In the middle of the altar, there sat an old man with gray hair. He was still covered in blood and his body was covered with blue runes.
This old man turned out to be a magic rune warrior, and judging from the color of the runes on his body that shone blue and blue, Chu Tian instantly came to the conclusion——
This old magic talisman is stronger than the middle-aged magic talisman before!
On the altar around the old man, there are small pits sunken in. The pits are full of blood, and blood-red bubbles bulge and burst in the small pits...
The blood lines in the mouths of the monks kneeling on the ground were gathered in these small pits. This old magician was actually using the blood of these monks to refine more powerful runes.
When they saw Chu Tian and others, the Hundred Gu Sect disciples raised their heads at the same time, their eyes were dull, and they did not make any move.
The old man slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on Chu Tian at the front, glanced at him, and slowly closed his eyes.
He actually ignored the group of people who suddenly appeared!
But at this moment, the monks who were kneeling on the ground near the altar and close to Chu Tian and others suddenly started struggling desperately, seemingly briefly awake, and wanted to ask Chu Tian and others for help.
The old man's eyes that had just been closed suddenly opened, and a stream of blood-like light shot out from his eyes. In the blood-light, runes squirmed rapidly and turned into a red blood knife.
The blood knife just rotated around the altar, and the struggling monks suddenly stopped moving. Wherever the blood knife passed, their bodies quickly withered, and all their blood essence was absorbed by the blood knife.
Chu Tian subconsciously took a step back. The bloody knife made him feel an absolute fear.
The power of runes used by these magicians is completely different from the monks outside.
After all the struggling monks were killed by the blood sword, the blood sword still did not take it back, but flew towards the disciples of Baigu Sect who controlled these monks.
It seems that this magic rune master is not planning to let go of these Hundred Gu Sect disciples, because they were distracted and failed to control the monks below, which affected his refining runes.
The Bai Gu Sect disciples who had just been distracted lay on the ground one after another, not even daring to escape. Their dull eyes turned into despair as they watched the bloody knife slowly get bigger in their pupils.
"Puff puff……"
Wherever the blood knife passed, the heads of these Hundred Gu Sect disciples fell to the ground, and all their blood essence was absorbed by the blood knife.
The bloody knife spun in front of the old man, burst into pieces, and turned into runes that sank into the old man's body.