Chapter 1121 The Crazy Heitian

Master Daoyin slowly took a golden elixir, roughly stopped his injury, and looked at Wen Zhong.

Surprisingly, he who was originally irritable and jealous, now there is not much blame in his eyes, but more pity.

At this moment, his figure suddenly blurred and disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared behind Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong noticed something, his five fingers formed into claws, he suddenly poked backwards, and grabbed the real Daoyin's heart.

The latter stretched out his palm at this moment, held down his arm, and pulled it down.

Wen Zhong felt that there was a thousand weights on his arms, and he threw himself forward and fell directly to the ground.

Daoyin took advantage of the situation and leaned over, raised the other palm, and suddenly tapped behind his right ear, a crystal light pierced into it like a steel needle on his fingertip.

Wen Zhong, who was still struggling and roaring just a moment ago, was struck by lightning in an instant, and after being suffocated suddenly, he passed out.

Seeing this scene, Lei Yuce's complexion softened, and he finally calmed down a little.

But then, his expression changed suddenly, and he looked at the edge of the already broken altar in shock.

I saw that at some point, there suddenly appeared a cloud of black smoke, which was erratic like a whirlwind, forming a black storm vortex with a height of about ten feet, in which there were bursts of breath fluctuations that were stronger than bursts.

Not to mention him, even Han Li, who has a strong spiritual sense and is as thoughtful as Han Li, is still not sure when the cloud of smoke appeared.

I saw that the smoke turned faster and faster, and the smoke that escaped around was continuously absorbed and returned, and the black light inside became more and more intense.

"call……"

With the sound of a gust of wind, all the smoke finally condensed, and the vortex finally stopped.

Amidst the dense black light, a slightly hunched figure of a man appeared.

Han Li focused his eyes and looked at the man carefully. He saw that his complexion was as black as ink, and his eyes were very strange. Among them, the pupil of the left eye was shining with purple light, and there seemed to be purple nebula hovering inside. The blue light was shining, but inside it was a mess, it looked like it was covered with a layer of shade, and it looked a little muddy.

The man's face was sharp and angular, with a high nose bridge and sharp and thin lips. In fact, he should be a rather handsome middle-aged man. However, on his head was a head of gray curly hair, scattered randomly on his shoulders, and there were bushy growths around his lips. His beard made him look like a slovenly half-centenarian.

After the man appeared, he shrank immediately, hugged his knees with both hands, squatted on the spot and swayed, muttering something indistinctly and unrecognizably.

Just when everyone was looking at each other, a little confused, a black light suddenly lit up on the back of the middle-aged man, and a black vortex the size of a washbasin appeared in it.

When Han Li and the others saw this, they thought it was a bit weird at first, but after a while, the expressions on their faces began to change, each of them opened their eyes wide, and their faces were full of disbelief.

From the center of their foreheads and brows, without exception, a strand of black crystal filament protruded out as if alive, twisted slightly in mid-air, and shot out suddenly, heading straight for the vortex on the man's back. Even the corpses of the dead monsters are no exception.

At the moment when the crystal thread flew out between the brows, Han Li stretched out his palm, trying to absorb it and examine it carefully, but the crystal thread actually blurred directly and passed through his palm without feeling it.

At almost the same time, the disciples and elders of various sects waiting outside the Suiyue Pagoda formed a vast area, and each divided their camps to wait for the people from their various sects to enter the pagoda.

Because Lei Yuce and other leaders had been in the tower for a long time, the people waiting outside were unavoidably irritable. Several fights broke out because of the division of camps, and finally subsided under the restraint of their respective elders.

At this moment, it was nearly dusk outside the tower, and most of the disciples of the various sects had returned to the barracks to meditate and practice. At this moment, a strange change occurred on their bodies, and a black crystal thread shot out from the top of everyone's head. .

I saw that the dense black crystal filaments were all gathered in the sky, flying into the Time Tower like a cloud, and disappeared after a while.

Everyone in the camp followed the dark cloud of Jingsi to the outside. Seeing that Jingsi disappeared, they all looked strange and full of doubts, but they didn't know what happened.

But then, many people began to evacuate the camp and scattered in all directions.

And in the various layers of space in the Time Tower, the remnants of the repressive monsters are still the same at this moment, with black crystal filaments flying out and disappearing into the void.

No matter where these crystal threads come from, there is only one ultimate goal, that is the black vortex behind the disheveled middle-aged man in the Temple of Time.

Han Li looked at the black crystal filaments that continuously flew from the void, through the barriers and walls of the hall, and flew into the middle-aged man's body, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

When the black crystal silk was separated from the body just now, he felt a sudden lightness in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if something that had been entrenched in it had finally been taken away.

But the strange thing is, before that, Han Li didn't even know when there was such a crystal thread in his sea of ​​consciousness?

His alchemy doesn't seem to be able to detect this stuff at all.

In fact, it was not only Han Li who had this doubt, but almost everyone present felt a little ambiguous in their hearts at this moment.

Before the crystal filament left the body, they didn't notice it at all, but after it left the body, they all realized that there was something wrong with their previous state of mind.

It's just that for a while, I couldn't figure out what was going on.

While everyone was wondering, the black vortex on the middle-aged man had disappeared, and he seemed to wake up after a long sleep. He stood up from the ground, yawned and stretched.

At this moment, the aura on his body has skyrocketed countless times, and his cultivation level is approaching the peak of Da Luo, and the void between every gesture seems to be affected by it, constantly rippling and creating ripples.

It was only after he stopped yawning and retracted his arms that the aura on his body gradually subsided, and there was no longer any abnormality outside his body. He looked like an ordinary madman in shabby clothes.

However, when he turned around and faced everyone completely, Daoyin's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in surprise:

"It's the old devil Dahetian..."

When Lei Yuce and the others heard this, their complexions instantly became extremely ugly.

"Who are you..."

The middle-aged man who Daoyin called the old demon Heitian scratched his head, and just said a word, he was hit hard by a golden pillar of fire that fell from the sky, and he fell forward and fell into the ground.

The golden flames in the pillar of fire burned blazingly, and there seemed to be a thousand ton of gravity in it, which made the ground crackle, and shockingly deep cracks burst out.

Han Li moved his eyes and saw a bright red blood thread entangled on the magic lamp of time. It was really Daoyin who used his own blood to stimulate the lamp to burst into power and blast the black sky demon ancestor into the ground.

The loud sound of "rumbling" lasted for a long time before gradually subsiding.

In the main hall, everyone's attention was focused on the big pit on the ground, where there was a billowing heat wave rising continuously, but the aura of the person inside was suddenly undetectable.

"Oops..."

Just when everyone was wondering, a sigh suddenly sounded from the deep pit.

Immediately afterwards, a figure floated out like a ghost, and with an extremely strange posture, a shadow was drawn in the midair, and it floated in front of Daoyin in an instant.

Master Daoyin was already worried, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment. Seeing this, he hurriedly typed out the formula that he had already pinched.

Just listen to the sound of "huh"!

The Suiyue magic lamp shook violently, the golden light on the golden lotus petals on the lamp was brilliant, and clusters of golden flames flew out like petals, converging into a rain of fire and flying flowers in mid-air, and rushed towards Heitian Demon Ancestor.

Seeing this, the latter did not dodge or evade at all, and directly faced the impact of the fire curtain, a thick black light lit up on both fists, and he swung his fists like pounding garlic, and countless black fist shadows flew out from the ends of the fists.

I saw the fist shadows all over the sky colliding with the flying flames, and there were bursts of loud "booming" noises. The originally incomparably blazing flames were easily scattered by it.

However, after the flames dissipated, there was another five-color glare rushing towards him. It was the Five Elements Annihilation Formation that launched again, covering the Hetian Demon Ancestor.

"Go away..."

Heitian Demon Ancestor's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was full of impatience. He rushed into the five-color glare, his body shattered and turned into a black smoke.

However, before Master Daoyin's tense mind could relax for a moment, the black mist had already drifted towards him. After continuously condensing, a palm came out from the mist and slapped Daoyin on the chest of Master Daoyin.

There was a sound of "boom".

Seeing that all the mist that had not yet solidified suddenly rushed forward, Daoyin Daoist let out a miserable cry, and flew out backwards.

At this time, all the black smoke continued to condense, and the figure of Heitian Demon Ancestor returned to its original shape.

Master Daoyin was already seriously injured, and after such an encounter, it was even worse. After falling to the ground, a few mouthfuls of blood suddenly spewed out of his mouth, and he passed out.

When Han Li and the others saw this scene, they were even more horrified.

This Heitian Demon Ancestor was not afraid of the flames of the magic lamp, but he was still unscathed under the powerful attack of the Yankong formation.

Qi Mozi frowned, thinking to himself that he couldn't do it.

After seriously injuring Daoyin Daoyin, the Heitian Demon Ancestor did not chase after him immediately, but turned his eyes and stared straight at the magic lamp of time that had suppressed him for so many years, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, thinking something.

Seeing this, Lei Yuce wanted to rescue Daoyin Daoyin, but he was afraid of angering Heitian Demon Ancestor.