Chapter 987: Altar Out of Control

It took Nie Tian three days to refine the dragon energy.

Three days later, he walked out of the room with a few more medicine bottles in his hands. The liquid inside was crystal clear, and under the sunlight, it was actually glowing with colorful light.

"Although the demon dragon liquid is a little worse than the purest dragon energy, it is not much worse." Nie Tian murmured with a smile, very happy.

In three days, he refined nine demon dragon hearts and refined three bottles of demon dragon liquid, which is more precious than dragon blood.

Nie Tian has already thought about it. He wants one bottle of the three bottles of demon dragon liquid, one bottle for Qiu Shan, and the remaining bottle is for Ruoyu Qianye.

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

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

As for the nine demon dragon spirit cores, Nie Tian didn't want to use them yet. He wanted to wait until his spiritual power reached the 90th level, and then use the nine spirit cores to refine nine ninth-level spirit pills.

"Nie Tian!" Mo Ruxi's figure appeared just after she walked out of the room. Her delicate face was smiling brightly. She was very happy to see that Nie Tian was fine.

Nie Tian stretched out his big hand, hugged Mo Ruxi in his arms, and sniffed her warm body fragrance.

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

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

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

"Lord, something happened to the Nine Yin Altar!" An Huailin was panicked and sweaty all over.

"Huh?" Nie Tian's eyes condensed, and his face became even gloomier. The Nine Yin Altar was the key to helping Mo Ruxi awaken the body of a saint, and it would recover soon. How could it happen at this time?

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

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

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

A moment later, Nie Tian and An Huailin came to the place where the Nine Yin Altar was located.

Nie Tian looked up at the altar in the air. The altar was running wildly, and huge power was constantly surging, as if it had completely lost control.

"What's going on?" Nie Tian asked solemnly with a gloomy face.

If the Nine Yin Altar continued to run at this speed, it would not take long for the power in 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 triggered some kind of power in the altar, and the entire altar was completely out of control." An Huailin's forehead was covered with cold sweat. This was the altar that he had spent decades of hard work to maintain. Such a rich power was lost in vain, and his heart was as painful as if his flesh was cut.

"Blood Slaughter Spirit!" Nie Tian suddenly thought of someone, his eyes sank, and his consciousness enveloped the altar. In the inner space of the altar, a group of black light was rotating at a high speed, constantly absorbing the power of the altar.

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

"It's that blood demon!" An Huailin also understood it in an instant and screamed.

"Blood Slaughter Spirit, get out of here!" At this time, Nie Tian roared, his whole body was full of momentum, his figure soared into the sky, and he slashed down with a sword directly, and a terrifying sword shadow descended on the Nine Yin Altar.

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

"You're the one again, brat!" The figure of Xue Tu Ling appeared. He was extremely angry when Nie Tian interrupted him from absorbing the power of the altar.

"Xue Tu Ling, the saint's bone is enough to restore the altar. You don't need to exist anymore!" Nie Tian stood in the air and spoke coldly, with murderous intent all over his body.

"Really?" Xue Tu Ling screamed, and the black light gradually began to change, and it actually condensed into a vague black human-shaped phantom.

The previous Xue Tu Ling was just a weird ghost face. 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 condensed slightly. Xue Tu Ling's momentum was much stronger than a few days ago, and it seemed to have reached the peak of the ninth level of heaven.

"You're just an annoying fly, brat. I'll kill you now!" Every time Xue Tu Ling appeared, Nie Tian would come out to do bad things, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, lingering.

As the cold voice fell, a black light appeared in the void, like a sharp arrow, shooting out, and suddenly a murderous aura spread out, pressing towards Nie Tian.

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

Nie Tian's eyes focused, not afraid at all, the long sword held up to the sky, the power of thunder permeated the space, and the whole world trembled.

The next moment, the power of thunder gathered into a terrible sword shadow, slashing down.

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

Nie Tian's figure trembled, and he was forced to retreat dozens of meters, and then his chest was stuffy, 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 the two of them would fight so fiercely with just one move.

"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!