"Look at my Purple Pole Sword Duel. The old man said a word silently in his heart, and at the same time urged the sword technique.

What was different from before was that when the True Qi was activated before, the purple long sword was full of purple brilliance, like a purple sun.

Now it was completely different from before, and all the purple brilliance had converged, making the purple sword look like it had returned to its previous appearance.

But if you look closely, you can see that the blade of the purple longsword is quietly changing in an extremely special situation.

A trace of crack-like magic patterns appeared on the blade of his sword, adding an indescribable color.

The sword body covered with broken demon patterns all over its body seemed to be vulnerable, but the old man knew in his heart that this was the time when the Purple Pole Sword was the hardest and the most powerful.

The old man held the sword in both hands, and the palms of his hands were slowly raised, as if to deliver the strongest blow.

"Purple Extreme Demon Slash!" the old man shouted, brandished the long sword in his hand, took out the strength of milk, and slashed at this black brick.

"Boom!"

The moment the purple long sword slashed at the Dementor Monument, it made a bang, which shook people's eardrums and made people feel that a mouthful of blood was blocked in their throats but it was difficult to spit out.

At the same time, just when the old man thought that his hard blow had an effect, something unexpected happened to him.

The purple long sword, which was usually the most precious, actually broke in an instant, and lay on the ground one by one according to the shape of the shattered demon pattern before, losing its brilliance.

"How is that possible?" said the old man, with a very unwilling question.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of red blood spurted out of the old man's mouth, and he was extremely unwilling in his heart, and at the same time extremely angry.

The blow he used with all his might still didn't shatter the Dementor Monument, and it didn't even leave a trace, not even a tickle.

At the same time, it also affected his previous wounds, and the blood that spurted out of his mouth was precisely because of the excessive use of the transfer technique, which caused his already seriously injured body to be injured again.

Five of the seven orifices are bleeding, and the inside of the body is also a mess, and even the dantian is faintly painful.

Even his gaze was a little blurred, and a trace of red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"No, I can't sit still like this, I don't want to die. Maybe it was because he knew that he couldn't do it now, which stimulated his desire to survive even more, and made his originally somewhat vague vision clear again.

The old man slowly got up, his palm slowly rising into his arms, and after a moment, he took out an elixir with an alluring aroma from the inside of his shirt.

Without the slightest hesitation, his eyes no longer hesitated, and he instantly threw the pill into his mouth.

Hurriedly meditating to refine the medicinal power of the pill in his body, in just a moment, his injury became a small half, and the complexion of the whole person had improved significantly.

"It is worthy of the healing elixir in my Purple Pole Gate, the medicinal power is so powerful, just such a small time, the internal injury has become a small half, but unfortunately I only stole one. ”

The old man thought in his heart, and felt a little sorry for this elixir, but what can be done, if you don't use it now, you won't need it in the future.

"No, I'm running out of time, I need to hurry. The old man secretly calculated in his heart that because of the previous elixir, he could suppress the devouring of his soul by the Soul Monument.

As long as you let the Soul Tablet devour the souls of the other two people before your medicinal power disappears, you may be saved, and maybe you can master the Soul Tablet again and make it your magic weapon.

After making his own calculations, the old man no longer hesitated, stood up slowly, and dragged his seriously injured body step by step towards the two teenagers who were controlled by himself.

After a while, the old man came to Chu Changge's face, stared at his face in a daze, and said slowly: "If you want to blame your brother, if it weren't for him, you wouldn't be able to die." ”

As he spoke, the old man raised his hand and grabbed Chu Changge, preparing to throw him towards the Soul Monument.

"I can't blame him, and if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have seen such a good show. At the moment when the old man grabbed Chu Changge, Chu Changge slapped out with a palm, and the palm of his hand exuded a dark demonic flame without a trace of temperature.

"Bang!"

Chu Changge's palm slapped on the old man's dantian, making a muffled sound, knocking him to the ground, and at the same time, a dark palm print appeared in the old man's dantian.

"What?" the old man looked at the young man who shot at him in disbelief, his eyes exuding an incredible color, he was slapped by a young man who was no more than a fraction of his age, and that slap made him hurt to the bone marrow.

The old man lifted his shirt and looked at his dantian, only to see a black palm print there.

The place where the black palm print was located exuded a strange aura, making him feel that his dantian was cold and piercing, like a piece of 10,000-year-old cold ice sticking to his dantian.

"Is this the clutches of the Nine Demons?" said the old man, his eyes wide and trembling.

"Looks like you still have a little bit of insight and actually recognizes this palm. A hint of surprise flashed in Chu Changge's eyes, and at the same time, he squatted down and clapped his hands gently, as if he was praising this old man.

"How can you not recognize it? This is the peerless palm technique in the Nine Shades Palace, others may not recognize it, but how can my Purple Pole Sect disciple not recognize it, after all, the Nine Shadows Demon Clutch defeated the Purple Extreme Demon Clutche. The old man smiled bitterly and said that by this moment he had understood his fate, there was no possibility of survival, and there was only a sigh.

"I thought there weren't many people who could recognize him now, after all, the Nine Shadows Palace had disappeared for so long, and time could make people forget everything. Chu Changge said with a smile.

After Gai Jiuyou fought against many peerless powerhouses and fell, the Nine Shadows Palace was also pushed by everyone after the wall fell, and the disciples in the palace walked away, and those who were killed were killed, leaving only a small number of people, but now they don't know where to hide.

"It's not much, even among my Purple Pole Sect can really know it, not to mention that so many years have passed, and now I can recognize it, except for some disciples in the Purple Pole Sect who have studied history, I'm afraid there are only those old monsters who have lived for an unknown number of years. The old man clutched his badly injured body and said intermittently.

"Old man, didn't you say that the disciples of the Ziji Sect all know each other?" Chu Changge said with a smile.

"There are no absolutes, it's just that because of the Soul Monument, I have a lot of research on the Nine Shadows Palace. As the old man spoke, he coughed up a mouthful of dark blood, and his breath was even more sluggish.

"Shaoxia, can you promise me one thing, let me die under the Dementor Monument, and let him be my home. ”

After saying this, he closed his eyes, and when he breathed out more and took in less air, he couldn't live.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, his heart stopped beating and his blood stopped flowing.

At the moment of death, he thought a lot, he did too many things for the dementor tablet in his life, killed his master, his wife, killed his junior brother, and killed tens of thousands of people because of the dementor tablet, and finally even he died under the dementor tablet, which can be described as making people.

After the old man died, the soul tablet automatically floated above the old man's head, and the old man's soul did not resist at all, and smoothly entered the soul tablet, becoming the last key to awaken the spirit.

His body was also reduced to ashes and scattered between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the black light of the Dementor Tablet rose, exuding a gloomy and cold aura.

"Boy, what are you waiting for? Seeing that Chu Changge didn't make any moves, Gai Jiuyou couldn't help but be angry, and pointed at him and yelled.

"Good! good!" Chu Changge was startled by the sudden roar, and hurriedly cut his finger to force out a drop of essence blood, which was dripped on the soul stele.

In the blink of an eye, that drop of essence blood was absorbed by the Soul Monument, giving Chu Changge an inexplicable relationship with the Soul Monument.

With the death of the old man, Liu Yi also woke up, looking at everything here with some blankness.

At the same time, Chu Changge also quietly incorporated the Soul Tablet into his body and located it in the Soul Sea.