Chapter 987 The altar is out of control

Nie Tian spent three days refining the dragon energy.

Three days later, he walked out of the room with several medicine bottles in his hands, filled with crystal clear liquid, which actually glowed with colorful light under the sunlight.

"Although the demonic dragon liquid is a little worse than the purest dragon energy, it's not much different." Nie Tian murmured, feeling very happy.

In three days, he refined nine demonic dragon hearts and extracted three bottles of demonic dragon liquid, which was something more precious than dragon blood.

Nie Tian had already decided that among the three bottles of demonic dragon liquid, he would take one for himself, give one to Akiyama, and leave the remaining bottle for Ruoyu Qianye.

If Ruoyu Qianye wakes up from the ice and snow forbidden stone, the blood-devouring power in her body will still exist. The demon dragon's liquid is more terrifying than the dragon blood, which is enough to help her suppress the blood-devouring power.

Nie Tian has basically recovered now, but refining dragon energy consumes too much mental power. As long as his mental power recovers, he will directly drink the demonic dragon liquid.

As for the nine demon dragon spirit cores, Nie Tian doesn't want to use them yet. He wants to wait until his spiritual power reaches the ninetieth level and then use the nine spirit cores to refine nine ninth-level elixirs.

"Nie Tian!" As soon as she walked out of the room, Mo Ruxi's figure appeared, with a sunny smile on her delicate and pretty face. She was very happy to see that Nie Tian was fine.

Nie Tian stretched out his big hand, held Mo Ruxi in his arms, and gently smelled the warm body fragrance.

"Nie, Lord Nie Tian!" At this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded, and An Huailin's figure appeared, looking panicked, as if something big had happened.

Nie Tian was slightly stunned. Could it be that An Huailin failed to stabilize Ice and Snow City?

"What happened?" Nie Tian's face darkened and he asked coldly.

"Sir, something happened at the Jiuyin Altar!" An Huailin panicked and was covered in cold sweat.

"Huh?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed and his face became more gloomy. The Jiuyin Altar is the key to helping Mo Ruxi awaken the body of a saint, and he can recover quickly. How could something happen at this time?

"Ruxi, give this spiritual liquid to Qiu Shan and let him drink it." Nie Tian took out a bottle of demonic dragon liquid and handed it to Mo Ruxi, and then said to An Huailin: "Take me to the altar There."

"Yes!" An Huailin respectfully agreed and left with Nie Tian.

Mo Ruxi's face was very nervous, but she did not follow him. She knew that she was too weak and it was useless to follow Nie Tian. She would only become a burden to the latter.

After a while, Nie Tian and An Huailin arrived at the location of the Jiuyin Altar.

Nie Tian raised his head and looked at the altar in mid-air. The altar was running crazily, and huge power continued to pour out, as if it was completely out of control.

"What's going on?" Nie Tian asked solemnly, his face extremely gloomy.

If the Jiuyin Altar continues to operate at this speed, it will not take long for the power within the altar to be lost.

"I, I don't know either. After the last batch of saint bones were put into the altar, it seemed to have touched some kind of power in the altar, and the entire altar was completely out of control." An Huailin's forehead was covered in cold sweat. This was what he had spent. After decades of hard work maintaining the altar, such rich power was lost in vain, and his heart ached like flesh.

"Blood Slaying Spirit!" Nie Tian suddenly remembered a person, his eyes darkened, and his consciousness enveloped him. In the inner space of the altar, a ball of black brilliance rotated rapidly, constantly absorbing the power of the altar.

"Sure enough, it's this guy!" Nie Tian's eyes twitched and he immediately understood that it was the Blood Slaughter Spirit that made the altar lose control and wanted to absorb the power of the entire altar.

"It's that blood demon!" An Huailin also understood instantly and screamed.

"Blood Slaying Spirit, get out of here!" At this time, Nie Tian roared angrily, his whole body's momentum surged, his figure rose into the sky, and he slashed down with a sword, and a terrifying sword shadow descended on the Jiuyin Altar.

When the sword fell, the entire altar stagnated slightly, and its speed immediately slowed down.

"You brat, it's you again!" The figure of the Blood Slayer appeared, but Nie Tian interrupted him from absorbing the power of the altar, making him extremely angry.

"Blood-slaying spirits, the saint's bones are enough to restore the altar, there is no need for you to exist anymore!" Nie Tian's figure stood in the mid-air and spoke coldly, with murderous intent all over his body.

"Really?" The blood-slaying spirit screamed, and the black light gradually began to change, condensing into a blurry black humanoid shadow.

The previous blood-slaying spirit was just a monster face, but after absorbing the power of the altar, it seemed to be about to condense into a complete human form.

"What a strong aura!" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. The aura of the Blood Slaying Spirit was much more powerful than it was a few days ago. It seemed that it had reached the peak of the ninth level of heaven and man.

"You brat, you are just an annoying fly. I will kill you right now!" Every time the Blood Slaughter Spirit appeared, Nie Tian would do bad things, like tarsal maggots that lingered around.

After the cold words fell, a black brilliance appeared in the void, shooting out like a sharp arrow. Suddenly, an evil aura filled the air and pressed towards Nie Tian.

The power of the blood demon is very strange, with a terrifying bloody evil aura, and an extremely strong aura of death, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression.

Nie Tian's eyes were focused, not afraid at all. He raised his sword into the sky, and the power of thunder filled the space, causing the whole world to tremble.

The next moment, the power of thunder gathered into a terrifying sword shadow and slashed down with a crash.

"Boom!" The void trembled violently, and when the two forces collided, the terrifying power spread out in all directions.

Nie Tian's figure trembled and he was forced back dozens of meters. Then his chest felt tight and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

On the other hand, the Blood Slaying Spirit was even worse than him. The humanoid shadow that had finally been condensed was directly dispersed by the huge power of thunder, leaving only a monster face floating in the void, and the eyes like black holes were released. With malicious intent.

The blood-slaying spirit's strength had indeed risen to the ninth level of heaven and man, but unfortunately, Nie Tian's thunder power was too strong to suppress him.

An Huailin was here, but he didn't expect that with just one move, the two of them would fight so fiercely.

"Blood Slaughterer, prepare to die." Nie Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the nine dragon veins began to run wildly. A sea of ​​thunder appeared behind him, and the surging power of thunder made the world tremble.

Purple-gold thunder and lightning intertwined into a huge thunder net in the void, rushing out to cover the ground and pressing directly towards the Blood Slaughter Spirit.

The thunder net released a terrifying aura, and the blood demon aura in the blood slaying spirit's body was suppressed to death, and there was no resistance at all.

"Don't kill me!" The blood-slaying spirit screamed when he felt the aura of death coming, and shouted loudly: "The Demon Saint is still in my hands, if you kill me, she will die too!"

"Yue Jin!" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the thunder net stagnated slightly, and soon enveloped the blood slaughtering spirit, but it did not tighten.

Yue Jin is indeed in the hands of the Blood Slaughter Spirit!