Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Master Wuchao pushed Yang Jian hard, and the latter suddenly came back from his meditation, retracted his observation gaze, turned to Master Wuchao, and said with a puzzled look on his face:

"what happened?"

"Under our feet!"

Yang Jian looked down and suddenly discovered that smoke-like blood was constantly rising on the ground. Looking in the direction where the blood was spreading, the sight he saw was even more horrifying!

It's not just Yang Jian and Master Wuchao who have blood rising, but the ground of the entire Tiandao Palace is constantly surging with blood!

At the edge of the bloody altar, the blood energy rises slowly and the amount of blood energy generated is pitiful. However, just this little bit of blood energy power can slowly remove the protection covering the bodies of Yang Jian and Master Wuchao. erosion.

They could even clearly feel that there was a hot and evil aura, like maggots attached to their bones, wrapping around their bodies. What was even more horrifying was that no matter what spells they used, they were all rising up. The blood is helpless.

This blood energy penetrated the protection, passed through the faintly flowing colorful colors, and corroded the powerful misty fog. The two were at loggerheads, but now the blood energy was destroying the fog that enveloped Yang Jian and Master Wuchao at a speed visible to the naked eye. Devour bit by bit.

The situation at the edge of the bloody altar is not bad. The most terrifying thing is that the closer to the center of the bloody altar, the faster the blood energy rises, and the amount is overwhelming.

The Dao Realm clone, possibly controlled by Zhu Houzhao, and the Bodhi Patriarch who is casting a spell to break the barrier of the Heavenly Dao Palace are located in the center of the Blood Altar. The blood attacks they face are as strong as a roiling frenzy!

Although the extremely huge Dao realm clone could barely withstand most of the blood energy attacks with its powerful shield and sword, there was still a considerable amount of blood energy that penetrated the powerful protective net and headed straight towards Patriarch Bodhi below. Rush away.

Patriarch Bodhi, who was in the state of casting a spell, could not spare any effort to deal with the mighty and powerful blood energy. The three-color spiritual light that suddenly bloomed was also crushed into a sky full of flowers under the impact of the blood energy. color.

The residual power of the blood energy remained undiminished, carrying the tyrannical power of tearing apart the space, all the way down, and it was less than three feet away from the head of Patriarch Bodhi.

At this critical moment, the Dao realm clone took action!

I saw him bearing the impact of blood energy, turning around suddenly, his huge body passing by, setting off a violent hurricane, which not only blew away the blood energy that hit around him, but also dispersed the mighty blood energy that rushed towards Patriarch Bodhi from below. Crushed, everything turned into nothingness.

At the same time, Patriarch Bodhi fell into a brief stagnation, and Zhu Houzhao's voice suddenly echoed in his mind:

"Don't be distracted, continue to crack the barrier, I will solve all the troubles, don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Bodhi suppressed the doubts in his heart, and turned to increase the output of immortal energy, so that the arrow that was originally so big that it could cover the sky is now shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and is very close to its normal size.

The three-color spiritual light bloomed on the dome of the bloody altar, illuminating the slightly solemn face of the Taoist clone.

Without even thinking about it, the sudden surge of blood energy on the ground of Tiandao Palace must be caused by the bloody altar!

Following the bloody runes, the bloody altar seemed to be fulfilling its duty of guarding the Temple of Heaven and constantly resorting to weird methods in order to prevent Ancestor Bodhi from casting the powerful spell that he had accumulated for a long time.

Obviously, there must be a certain connection between the bloody vortex and the bloody altar, or... they are essentially one!

The huge sword that was originally hanging upside down on the dome of the bloody altar was also showing its power at this moment, constantly slashing at the Taoist clone, while the Taoist clone kept waving sword energy, and the huge sword lights intersected with each other, opening up the world. The power is terrifying.

Patriarch Bodhi, who was under the Taoist clone, had completely transformed the fly whisk into the shape of a bow. The arrow had finally shrunk to normal size and was slowly falling towards the bow.

The reaction of the bloody altar became more and more violent. Many of the blood energy that had been annihilated in the void were resurrected at this moment, and surged crazily on the ground again. This forced the Dao realm clone to not only fight against the sword, but also devote some attention to taking care of Bodhi. Patriarch.

The situation of Yang Jian and Master Wuchao in the distance is not optimistic either. The blood energy has spread to their chests, and any further step will completely corrode the protection covering their bodies.

Even though the situation was so critical, Yang Jian and Master Wuchao still did not have the nerve to ask for help from the Dao realm clones, because they knew that even the Dao realm clones that were as strong as the semi-saint level would be under the backlash of the Blood Altar. Somewhat embarrassed.

If you continue to bother him now, I'm afraid it will not please both parties.

They can only save themselves!

"Yang Jian!" Master Wuchao shouted loudly. Yang Jian heard the shout and went away, only to see Master Wuchao make a strange gesture, which seemed to be a seal.

"What do you mean?" Yang Jian asked.

Master Wuchao's face was solemn, and the seal in his hand changed three times. Now Yang Jian finally understood the meaning of the seal.

That is clearly the magic weapon's triggering method for self-destruction!

"This……"

Yang Jian looked at the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand and hesitated for a moment.

"Do you want to kill me or do you want it?" Master Wuchao stepped forward and shouted in a low voice: "If you lose your life, do you think this sword can be passed down? These ghost things are extremely terrifying. No blade can stop its corrosive power! Stop hesitating!"

Yang Jian was shocked, and the three-pointed two-edged sword's gleaming blade was reflected in his eyes.

After a long time, the hesitation in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a look of determination, mixed with a little complexity.

"Go!" Yang Jian shouted, threw the three-pointed two-edged sword into the sky, and at the same time made a seal with both hands. The style of the seal was exactly the same as what Master Wuchao had shown before!

Yang Jian quickly chanted a mantra, and brilliant mantras suddenly emerged in the void, surrounding his body. The gorgeous brilliance reflected his expressionless and cold face.

"cover!"

When the seal was completed, Yang Jian suddenly pointed his finger upward at the three-pointed two-edged sword floating in the sky. The densely packed brilliant mantras swept upwards at a speed as fast as lightning and thunder. In the blink of an eye, it was already there. A three-pointed, two-edged knife was wrapped around it.

"Gather!"

Yang Jian clasped his hands together, as if he was controlling something. As soon as he finished speaking, the gorgeous mantra was integrated into the three-pointed two-edged sword in an instant. The blade suddenly burst into scorching golden light, and his whole body trembled violently, with an indescribable wave. A violent breath surged out from it...