After absorbing the essence and blood of the monks and Hundred Gu Sect disciples, the runes on the old man's body became even more cyan-blue, and even faintly advanced towards a completely blue color. However, it didn't take long for those lights to dim.
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The old man's eyes opened again, and this time, his eyes fell on the six Qingyangzi people behind Chutian.
"For hundreds of years, all monks who enter my Nine Nether Holy Land will die. If you guys didn't take advantage of my cultivation just now, I will give you a chance to get out of the second floor!"
"Hmph, what a loud tone!" the middle-aged swordsman shouted angrily, and slashed at the old magic talisman with his long sword.
"Things that don't know whether to live or die!" The old man didn't even look at the long sword that struck him, and a rune directly hit the blood pit in front of him.
Suddenly, all the essence and 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 a human ape.
As soon as the giant ape appeared, a pair of fierce eyes stared at the middle-aged swordsman who was flying towards him. He let out a few low roars, flew up, and punched the giant sword away from the middle-aged swordsman's hand.
The middle-aged swordsman looked shocked, but his cultivation level was not low. The giant sword was swung away, but his figure did not retreat but moved forward. The giant sword shone with light and became more powerful.
The giant ape roared even louder, blood flashed in the center of his brow, and the bloody aura around him suddenly gathered crazily in front of him, forming a huge vortex in front of the giant ape, roaring towards the middle-aged swordsman.
There was a "boom", air waves surged, and the entire second floor seemed to shake.
The middle-aged swordsman flew out upside down. The giant sword in his hand was tightly wrapped in the whirlpool, and he was unable to struggle out.
At the same time, the old man who was sitting on the altar flicked his right hand, and a beam of blood flew out and shot into the middle-aged swordsman's eyebrows.
"No!" Qingyangzi shouted sharply, and the cauldron above his head shot out golden threads again, immediately piercing the bloody vortex.
Chu Tian, on the other hand, stared at the middle-aged swordsman. The blood line of the old magic rune warrior just now shot into the middle-aged swordsman's eyebrows. The middle-aged swordsman's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a rune mark flashed away.
He struggled desperately to get rid of the control of the rune, roaring like a wild beast.
Chu Tian pondered in his heart that this middle-aged swordsman was not completely under control yet. If he played the Awakening Song at this moment, he might be able to help him resist the control of the blood line.
But if he were to rescue him, he would definitely attract the attention of the old magic talisman to him. With his own strength, even with Xing Tian's help, it would be difficult to block the old magic talisman's blow.
But if no rescue is given, once the middle-aged swordsman is controlled by the old magician, the only one who can really compete is Qingyangzi. At that point, no one will be able to survive.
Thinking of this, Chutian's eyes flashed, he gritted his teeth and fought hard!
His fingers brushed over the strings, and the ethereal sounds fell into the middle-aged swordsman's ears, like invisible thin threads, entangled with the blood thread.
With the help of Qinyin, the middle-aged swordsman gradually regained his composure, but the old magician snorted coldly and flicked a blood line again.
The middle-aged swordsman's eyes that had just recovered flashed red, and the runes suddenly flashed in the blood. He laughed ferociously, and struck Chu Tian with the giant sword in his hand.
Chu Tian remained motionless, the small world of the Sea of Consciousness opened, and the corpse puppet Xing Tian suddenly flew out, blocking the middle-aged swordsman.
At the same time, Chu Tian's fingers played quickly, and the sound of the piano became more and more ethereal, intertwined with the two blood threads in the middle-aged Taoist's sea of consciousness.
On the other side, Qing Yangzi had killed the giant ape whose essence and blood had condensed. Fang Ding released countless golden threads, blocking the old man's blood thread attack, and fought with the old magic talisman.
The remaining disciples and monks of the Hundred Gu Sect around the altar still maintained their original postures with dull eyes, and their blood essence still poured into the blood pool on the altar crazily.
With the help of Chu Tian's piano music, the blood lines in the middle-aged swordsman's sea of consciousness were gradually refined. Finally, the middle-aged swordsman roared and the two blood lines suddenly exploded, and he regained control of his body.
"Huh?" Seeing this scene, the old magic talisman and Qing Yangzi exclaimed at the same time.
Immediately, the old magic talisman glanced at the corpse puppet Xingtian, while the old Taoist Qingyangzi glanced at Chutian's guqin, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Thank you for your help, little brother. The sound of your piano is indeed magical," the middle-aged swordsman nodded gratefully towards Chu Tian.
Chu Tian smiled back at the middle-aged swordsman and said: "We'd better help senior Qingyangzi kill this magic talisman first!"
"This magic talisman is a little weird. He has never left the altar. And the moment he was controlled by the blood thread, I felt that my soul was being sucked into those blood pools!" The middle-aged swordsman frowned.
murmured.
"Can't leave the altar? Blood pool?" The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. 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 work together to destroy the blood pool on the altar!" Chu Tian shouted loudly, and the sound of the piano suddenly turned, and the moonlight sound blades were filled with pure Yang spiritual energy, whistling.
He slashed at the blood pools on the altar.
The middle-aged swordsman was reminded by Chu Tian. He was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly. The giant sword in his hand suddenly left his hand, emitting a dazzling sword light and blasting towards the blood pool.
"Dare you?" The old magic talisman shouted angrily and wanted to stop him, but was tightly entangled by Qingyangzi.
As for the four Lei Yang people brought by Qingyangzi, they all used their talismans, launched sky-wide attacks, and rushed towards the disciples and monks of the Hundred Gu Sect around the altar.
"Rumble" continued loudly. 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 rose into the sky and splashed everywhere.
The old magic talisman was furious, the runes all over his body flashed, and he wanted to take the blood essence into his body, but Chutian would not give him this opportunity.
In the small world of the Sea of Consciousness, the golden toad suddenly flew out. The huge toad opened its mouth, sucked in suddenly, and sucked all the essence and blood into the body before the old magician.
"Junior is seeking death!"
The old magic talisman looked like he was crazy. His body suddenly flew out from the altar. Countless runes flew out all over the sky, forcing back all the golden threads Qingyangzi offered. He slapped his hands towards Chutian, all ten fingers in unison.
Shooting out a blood line, the runes in the blood line flashed, carrying the terrifying spiritual pressure that destroyed everything.
Chu Tian's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in his heart. Sure enough, his previous actions had brought all the hatred points of the old magician to him.
However, the matter has come to this, even if Chu Tian chooses again, he will still choose the same approach, and the old man's attack also aroused the blood in his bones.
In the sea of consciousness, the bright moon transformed from the lunar star soul suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and in Chu Tian's hand, there was already a transparent long sword with shining silver light.
Around him, an endless angry sea suddenly appeared. A bright moon slowly rose on the sea, and an extremely yin spiritual energy suddenly filled the air.
The first blade of the Nine Blades of Duan Kong, the bright moon rises over the sea!