Chapter 987

Nie Tian spent three days refining dragon Qi.

Three days later, he walked out of the room and had several more medicine bottles in his hands. They were crystal liquid. Under the sunlight, they were full of colorful light.

"The liquid of demon dragon is a little worse than the purest dragon Qi, but it's not much worse." Nie Tian murmured and smiled, very happy.

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

Nie Tian has thought about three bottles of demon dragon liquid. He wants one for Qiushan and the other for Ruoyu Chiba.

If rain Chiba wakes up from the forbidden stone of ice and snow, the blood phagocytosis in her body still exists. The liquid of demon dragon is more terrible than dragon blood, which is enough to help her suppress the blood phagocytosis.

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

As for the nine demon Dragon Spirit cores, Nie Tian doesn't want to use them yet. He has to wait until his spiritual power reaches level 90 and use the nine spirit cores to refine nine nine level elixirs.

"Nie Tian!" as soon as she walked out of the room, the figure of Mo Ruxi appeared. Her exquisite pretty face was smiling with sunshine. She was very happy to see that Nie Tian was all right.

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

"Nie, Lord Nie Tian!" just at this time, an untimely voice sounded, and an Huailin appeared, looking flustered, as if something big had happened.

Nie Tian was slightly stunned. Didn't an Huailin stabilize the ice and snow city?

"What happened?" Nie Tian asked coldly.

"My Lord, something happened to the nine Yin altar!" an Huailin panicked and was sweating all over.

"Hmm?" Nie Tian's eyes coagulated and his face became more gloomy. The nine Yin altar is the key to help Mo Ruxi awaken the body of saints, and he can recover soon. How can something happen at this time?

"Ruxi, give this holy liquid to Qiushan and let him take it." Nie Tian took out a bottle of demon dragon liquid and handed it to Mo Ruxi. Then he said to an Huailin, "take me to the altar."

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

Mo Ruxi's small face was very nervous, but she didn't follow the past. She knew that her strength was too weak, and it was useless to follow Nie Tian, which 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 forces were pouring out, as if he had completely lost control.

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

If the nine Yin altar runs at this speed, the power in the altar will be lost in a short time.

"I, I don't know. After the last batch of sage bones were put into the altar, it seemed to touch some power in the altar, and the whole altar was completely out of control." an Huailin's forehead was full of cold sweat, which was the altar he had worked hard to maintain for decades. Such strong power was lost in vain, and his heart was as painful as cutting flesh.

"Blood slaughtering spirit!" Nie Tian suddenly thought of a person, his eyes sank, and his divine consciousness shrouded in the past. In the inner space of the altar, a black brilliance was rotating at a high speed, constantly absorbing the power of the altar.

"Sure enough, it's this guy!" Nie Tian twitched in the corners of his eyes and immediately realized that it was the blood butcher spirit that made the altar out of control and wanted to absorb the power of the whole altar.

"It's the blood demon!" an Huailin also understood in an instant and exclaimed.

"Blood butcher spirit, get out of here!" at this time, Nie Tian roared, his whole body soared, his figure rose to the sky, directly cut off with a sword, and a terrible sword shadow fell on the nine Yin altar.

When the sword fell, the whole altar slowed down slightly, and the running speed immediately became slow.

"Smelly boy, it's you again!" the figure of the blood butcher spirit appeared, and Nie Tian interrupted him to absorb the power of the altar, which made him very angry.

"Blood slaughtering spirit, sage bone is enough to restore the altar. You don't need to exist!" Nie Tian stood in the air, cold and cold, and his whole body was cold.

"Really?" the blood butcher spirit screamed, and the black brilliance gradually began to change, but it condensed a vague black human shadow.

The previous blood butcher spirit was just a strange face. After absorbing the power of the altar, it seemed that it was about to condense into a complete human shape.

"What a strong breath!" Nie Tian's eyes coagulated slightly. The momentum of the blood slaughtering spirit was much stronger than a few days ago. It seemed that he had reached the nine peaks of heaven and man.

"Smelly boy, you are an annoying fly. I will kill you now!" Nie Tian will run out of bad things every time the blood butcher spirit appears, just like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

The cold voice fell, and a black brilliance appeared in the void, like a sharp arrow. Suddenly, a evil spirit filled the air and pressed towards Nie Tian.

The power of the blood demon is very strange, with a terrible bloody evil spirit. The smell of death is extremely strong, giving people a sense of suffocation and oppression.

Nie Tian's eyes coagulated and he was not afraid at all. He held the sky with a long sword. The power of thunder filled the space, and the whole heaven and earth trembled.

In the next moment, the power of thunder gathered into a terrible sword shadow and cut it off.

"Roar!" the void trembled violently. Under the collision of the two forces, the terrible forces scattered.

Nie Tian's figure trembled and was forced to go back tens of meters. Then his chest was stuffy and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

On the other hand, xuetuling was more miserable than him. The human virtual shadow that was finally condensed was directly dispersed by the force of pangran's thunder, leaving only a strange ghost face floating in the void, and the black hole like eyes released the meaning of resentment.

The strength of the blood butcher spirit has indeed been raised to heaven and man, but unfortunately, Nie Tian's thunder power is too strong to suppress him.

An Huailin was stunned for a moment. He thought there would be a fierce battle between Nie Tian and xuetuling. Unexpectedly, they fought so fiercely under one move.

"Blood butcher spirit, get ready to die." Nie Tian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the nine dragon veins worked wildly. A sea of thunder appeared behind him. The power of the raging thunder made the world tremble.

Purple and gold lightning interwoven into a huge network of thunder in the void, rushed out and directly pressed against the blood butcher spirit.

The thunder net released a terrible smell. The blood demon gas of the blood butcher spirit was suppressed to death, and there was no resistance at all.

"Don't kill me!" the blood butcher spirit felt the coming breath of death and cried out: "the heavenly demon saint is still in my hand. If you kill me, she will die together!"

"Moon brocade!" Nie Tian's eyes coagulated slightly, and the thunder net stagnated slightly. He immediately covered the blood butcher spirit cage, but did not tighten it.

Yue brocade is indeed in the hands of xuetuling!