The moment Tai Sui inserted the pitch-black ashlar, the ten dark stone statues around him that were attacking Qin Feng suddenly stiffened and stopped moving.

The blood in the body of the dark stone statue was sucked back by the altar, and in the eye hole like a bead, because it lost the churning of blood, it returned to its original darkness, and the body of the stone statue also fell apart, shattered all over the ground, and then turned to ashes in a blink of an eye.

Disappeared in the wind, as if it had never appeared.

I saw that the pitch-black ashlar in the center of the blood altar gradually turned dark red because it absorbed the blood, and around the altar there was a condensed ancient script of the heavenly stem and earth branches, which was divided into two circles, inside and outside.

The inner circle is the ten heavenly stems: Yanfeng, Zhanmeng, Rouzhao, Qiangyuan, Zhuyong, Tuwei, Shangzhang, Chongguang, Xuanhuang, and Zhaoyang.

The outer circle is divided into 12 earthly branches: Difficulty, Chifenruo, Setig, Shan Yan, Zhixu, Great Wilderness, Dunqi, Xieqia, Shutan, Zuo O, Eun Mao, and Dayuan Xian.

The ancient characters of the sexagenary branch extend many scarlet blood lines, which are connected with the central dark red ashlar.

The arrangement of this Blood Altar is extremely similar to the Heroic Spirit Altar in the Sword Shrine of the Chu State.

Blood lines swam out of the dark red ashlar and extended upwards along the body of Tai Sui's sword, intending to devour Tai Sui along with Qin Feng.

However, Qin Feng didn't have the strength to pay attention to this, his entire mind had already merged into Tai Sui, and the dark gold blood flowing down his arms flowed down the hilt of the sword, flowing downward.

At this moment, Qin Feng and Tai Sui were already human and sword one.

On Tai Sui's sword body, the dark golden blood from Qin Feng and the scarlet blood line from the altar touched together, and they began to fight and devour each other.

The dark gold blood burned at this time, and it was the Nether Flame.

The moment the Nether Flame ignited, all the dark gold blood went berserk, and immediately swooped down like a fierce beast coming out of the cage, devouring a large area of scarlet blood in the blink of an eye.

In order to resist the attack of the Nether Flames, the altar unleashed its full energy.

The twenty-two ancient characters of the Heavenly Stem and Earth Branches gathered with blood flashed with a strange red glow, and blood-red battlefield pictures appeared and disappeared in the altar, and the bloodthirsty and ferocious ancient beasts roared around the central ashlar, and the terrifying faces wailed again and again within the altar.

Originally, the scarlet blood line on the altar ground instantly became much thicker, and it converged into a stream on the Tai Sui Sword, and it was going to make a final fight with the dark gold blood.

The two blood forces kept boiling and rolling, killing each other, devouring and annihilating.

Although each drop of dark gold blood can consume three to four drops of scarlet blood, the amount of scarlet blood is too much, and it is constantly replenished to the battlefield in the middle.

On Tai Sui's sword, although the two forces are still fighting each other, they have magically reached a balance, and no one can help anyone.

However, due to the large amount of scarlet blood absorbed by the dark red ashlar in the center of the altar, the blood-colored tornado on the edge of the altar was weakened a lot.

It looks like it won't be long before the blood-colored tornado will dissipate due to the depletion of the scarlet blood.

At this time, Qin Feng's hands tightly grasped the hilt of Tai Sui's sword, and the strength of his whole body burst out without reservation, and mysterious and complex magic patterns spread on the surface of his body until he covered his whole body, and dark golden magic patterns also appeared on the body of the fire dragon dragon transformed by King Kong's divine power, like pieces of dragon scales.

The longan made of yin and yang is divided into black and white, which skillfully integrates the two forces of rigidity and softness.

"Up!"

Qin Feng roared angrily, the muscles of his whole body bulged, his muscles and flesh tightened, and the fire dragon swam among the tendons and spiritual veins, emitting dark red flames through his skin, appearing and disappearing, and the dark golden nether flames that enveloped Qin Feng complemented each other.

There was a click, as if something had been stirred.

Then, everything around the altar began to gather towards the center, and Qin Feng felt that the Tai Sui in his hand weighed more than 10,000 catties, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

The entire altar circle has become extremely unstable at this time, and the surrounding energy has become violent and gradually uncontrollable, and the steamed buns sitting in the array can clearly sense the violent energy fluctuations around them.

Once this uncontrolled energy explodes, it is likely to destroy this layer of the ancient tower.

When life and death were at stake, Qin Feng could only fight desperately.

Blood flowed from his clenched teeth, his supported feet smashed the ground, and his hands clenching Tai Sui were covered with blood, Qin Feng's heart was full of longing and obsession for life.

This obsession ignited a black flame hidden in Qin Feng's body.

This black flame was Qin Feng's invasion of Qin Feng's body when he broke through the Heroic Spirit Altar of the Sword Shrine of the Chu State, and it was a terrifying force from ancient times.

As soon as the black flame appeared, it immediately began to burn Qin Feng's spiritual power and physical strength, and it was even encroaching on his life force.

Qin Feng felt that his body was being scorched by black flames, and his consciousness was pulled and attracted by a huge black vortex, trying to pull his consciousness out of his body.

In the center of the black vortex, a huge dark red eyeball appeared and disappeared, staring greedily at Qin Feng's consciousness, as if staring at prey.

Although Qin Feng's current strength was about the same as that of a worm, as long as it could succeed in taking it away, it would be able to escape from the seal.

When the time comes, there will be time to regain strength, and there will be revenge on the enemies of the past.

As Qin Feng's consciousness wrestled with the black vortex, a blood-colored mark appeared in the pupils of his eyes.

This blood-colored mark is exactly the same as the mark that appeared in the pupils of Blood Shura Yi Ma's eyes when he was crazy, and it was precisely because Qin Feng was contaminated with Yi Ma's crazy blood in his previous battle that he was branded with a blood-colored mark.

The moment the blood-colored mark appeared, Qin Feng's whole person directly entered a state of rage.

His pupils turned into a dark gold, as if possessed by a bloodthirsty demon, Qin Feng's consciousness longed for endless battles and bloodshed, and phantom shadows flashed in Qin Feng's mind.

But the phantoms are too vague to see what they are.

However, due to the influence of the blood-colored imprint, even though Qin Feng had become in a state of rage and madness, his physical strength and consciousness power had greatly increased, and he was actually unable to hold on to the suction of the black vortex for a while.

Book of Darkness.

Shi Jianzhen, who was of the Sword Intent Dao, asked anxiously, "Boss, why haven't you come to the rescue yet?"

"That blood-colored mark has now merged with Qin Feng's consciousness. If he makes a rash move, it is likely to be self-defeating, and not only will it fail to save him, but it is likely to hasten his death. ”

The light above the nebula is the Book of Darkness, which is constantly watching the battle for control of consciousness taking place in the sea of consciousness.

It will not interfere unless it is the last moment of survival.

Once he made a rash move, Qin Feng's consciousness would definitely suffer irreversible damage.

"How's that to be?"

If there is no way to even do the Book of Darkness, the Sword Intent Dao has no choice but to do it in a hurry.

It's just that Qin Feng didn't know about this scene that happened in the Book of Darkness.

His consciousness was blank now, but he felt the incomparably hot heat around him, as if he was in purgatory.

Consciousness seems to be walking aimlessly in the desolate and boundless desert, suffering from the scorching sun, enduring a dry mouth, waiting for the footsteps of death.

The next moment, Qin Feng felt that he was in a sea of blood, boundless, with no way out.

Fused with the crazy blood of the blood-colored mark, Qin Feng burst out with the power to break through the limit, the blood vessels on both arms were shattered due to the pressure of the huge force, and the dark golden blood flowed down his arms towards the hilt of Tai Sui's sword.

The dark gold blood wrapped in the Nether Flame, coupled with the power of the mad blood, Qin Feng directly pulled Tai Sui out of the dark red ashlar with a single blow.

I saw that the space around me blurred for a moment, and then became clear again.

The Blood Altar became even more unstable as Qin Feng pulled out an inch of his sword, gathering all the power contained in the formation towards the ashlar in the center of the altar.

As a result, the blood-colored tornado that surrounded the perimeter of the altar disappeared directly, turning into scarlet blood and converging towards the dark red ashlar.

The blood-colored tornado dispersed, and Murong Xue saw Qin Feng covered in blood all over his body, wrapped in Netherworld Flames.

Qin Feng was already like a mad demon at this time, his hair was scattered, his eyes were full of blood, and a slender blood belt was surrounding Qin Feng.

This blood belt, Murong Xue and Mantou are no strangers, and it is the original form of the blood river that Blood Shura Yima can control.

It's just that neither of them knows how Qin Feng got into the devil.

Murong Xue looked at Qin Feng, who was covered in blood, gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind, before she shouted loudly, "Qin Feng, I won't allow you to die!"

As she spoke, she swung her sword and rushed towards the center of the altar.

"Don't!"

The steamed bun naturally knew the power of the Blood Altar, and as soon as he spoke, a golden Buddha light shrouded Murong Xue's body.

However, the current blood altar gathered all the blood energy, and the relict Buddha light released by the steamed bun could not resist all the power, and I saw that Murong Xue, who was rushing away, had not yet approached the center ten meters, so she flew back at a faster speed.

Even with the protection of the Relic Buddha Light, Murong Xue, who flew upside down and landed on the ground, was still seriously injured, her blood and qi surged, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Then, this mouthful of blood was directly absorbed by the Blood Altar and transformed into scarlet blood, which was used to strangle Qin Feng.

Seeing this, Murong Xue didn't dare to rush to kill again, she could only look at Qin Feng from afar, her eyes full of concern.

The steamed bun looked at Murong Xue, and then looked at Qin Feng, his immature face was full of worry, but in his current state, the Relic Buddha Light could no longer help.

At this time, Mantou also sensed the gaze from the ghosts in the rear, especially one of the eyes from the little girl, he had fought with the little girl of the ghost clan, and he seemed to be thin and weak, but he was a very difficult and dangerous opponent.

Moreover, the steamed bun sensed a strange unknown aura from her body.

This aura is very special and does not belong to the ghost clan.

"Amitabha. ”

With a sound of the Buddha's horn, Mantou put away a page of books and relics, and continued to look at the center of the altar.

Behind the steamed buns, there were monks of various tribes, standing scattered.

Among them were Qin Feng's friends and enemies, there were monks Qin Feng knew and some he didn't, there were monks of the human race, and there were also monks of the three clans of demons and demons.

At this moment, their eyes were all focused on Qin Feng, and the life and death of all the monks were tied to the body of this human monk.

Qin Feng was experiencing the pull and torment of three forces at this time, but when he was unconscious, he heard a familiar shout, "Qin Feng, I don't allow you to die."

This voice was very familiar, but Qin Feng, who was confused, couldn't remember whose voice it was for a while.

However, he knew that it must be the voice of a very important person.

Because of this voice, Qin Feng's consciousness struggled more and more, trying to escape from the endless sea of blood, and he really wanted to find out whose voice it was.

Suddenly, a Buddha name "Amitabha" came, and Qin Feng's mind became clear for a moment.

In the sea of consciousness, a golden light rose, snatching Qin Feng's consciousness out of the boundless sea of blood and breaking free from the cage of the blood-colored imprint.

At this time, Qin Feng saw clearly that the source of the golden light was a small golden Buddha, which looked exactly the same as Qin Feng, but he kept going through different stages of life, from birth to death, there were eight stages.

This little golden Buddha is the manifestation of the "Eight Phases of Enlightenment".

On the little Buddha's eyebrow chakra, there is a raindrop-shaped Buddha sand imprint, and there is a phantage of a butterfly flying around the little Buddha.

After Qin Feng's self-consciousness was rescued by the little golden Buddha, the Book of Darkness transformed into a huge nebula and joined the battle, suppressing the sea of blood and the black vortex with crushing power.

The sea of blood turned into a blood-colored mark and once again disappeared into Qin Feng's bloodline.

The black vortex gradually became smaller, and the ancient creatures sealed in the depths of the vortex roared angrily and unwillingly, "I can sense that you are my kind. Why help humanity...... Why ......"

When the black vortex disappeared, the Book of Darkness turned into a black book again, lying quietly in the sea of knowledge.

Qin Feng, who had regained his self-consciousness, once again gathered the strength of his whole body and pulled Tai Sui out of the dark red ashlar little by little.

A flower from the depths of the underworld gradually grew and budded on the sword body where dark gold blood and scarlet blood fought, as if it was about to bloom in blood in the next moment.