break through nine days

On the altar, a huge black mist was shrouded.

In the black mist, a dozen men in black could be vaguely seen. They stood on the altar with strange postures and chanted in a low voice. Looking back in this empty mountainside, it was extremely strange.

In front of the altar, Feng Qianhun and Feng Lizhu stood in the void, and in front of them, a dozen giant dragons condensed with magma were crazily hitting the black mist.

However, the black mist seemed to be able to swallow everything, and the attacks of the dozen or so giant dragons could not break through the black mist at all.

Chu Tian walked over to the two of them, took a closer look, and suddenly found a familiar figure sitting cross-legged in the middle of the altar.

Gu Xinyao!

Chu Tian was startled, he didn't know why the other party appeared here.

At this moment, Gu Xinyao was sitting on the altar with her hair disheveled, streams of black energy poured into her body continuously.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her face looked extremely painful, her whole body didn't have any upgrades, she looked like a dead person.

But Chu Tian felt a monstrous aura from her body, which was thick and persistent, surrounding her body.

After watching for a long time, Chu Tian suddenly felt that a mysterious force followed his gaze and suddenly pressed towards him. At this moment, he even had the urge to bow down.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sound of the piano shook, and a colorful light shot out from between his brows, almost cutting off his gaze, and the pressure dissipated suddenly.

"Don't look at it casually, I feel the breath of the ancestor witch in this altar, no good..." Human Sovereign suddenly shouted in surprise.

At the moment when his voice just rang out, Gu Xinyao's brows suddenly shone with black light.

As soon as the light appeared, a black shadow flashed away behind her.

However, the light between her brows was erratic, emitting flickering light.

Chu Tian's face was solemn. What the Emperor said just now made him think of a possibility.

"In the altar in this volcano, there may be an ancestor witch sealed!" Human Sovereign said solemnly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Senior, what do you mean, this Lich clan wants to absorb the power of the ancestor witch into Gu Xinyao's body with a secret method?" Chu Tian frowned, looking at the altar with gloomy eyes.

"It won't be that simple. Look at her, she is in extreme pain, and she seems to be desperately resisting. If the empress guessed correctly, this girl may only be left with a shell in the end, becoming the furnace for the ancestor witch to get rid of the seal." Ding!" Human Sovereign said in a deep voice.

"Little friend, since you're here, let me help you!" Old Man Feng's voice suddenly sounded.

Feng Qianhun's complexion was pale at the moment, his whole body exuded a terrifying demon essence, which turned into endless flames, enveloping his whole body.

"He is burning the demon essence, and he will soon be unable to hold on!" Human Sovereign explained Feng Qianhun's current situation with one word.

Chu Tian's eyes flashed, he looked at old man Feng, and said in a deep voice, "I still hope that senior will give me advice, what should this junior do?"

Old Feng's face was pale, and he said with a wry smile: "The defense on this altar is too strong, the two of us will not be able to break through it in a short time, I hope you can think of a way, see if you can help the woman on the altar to resist The erosion of the power of the ancestral witch will not let her soul be completely annihilated!"

"Help Gu Xinyao resist the erosion of that ancestral witch?" Chu Tian pondered, lost in thought.

"Try the Divine Comedy!" When Chu Tian was at a loss, the Second Emperor suddenly laughed.

"Awakening Divine Comedy?" Chu Tian's eyes lit up immediately, without any hesitation, he hung cross-legged in the air.

The sound of the piano suddenly flowed, very ethereal, which made people suddenly feel refreshed.

Hearing the sound of the zither, Old Man Feng showed surprise in his eyes, but he soon gave out a gratified smile.

He could feel a kind of vitality from Chutian's zither sound, and in this ethereal zither sound, his gradually sluggish expression instantly woke up.

"The sound of the piano has a refreshing effect, this little guy is really not simple!"

Under Chu Tian's deliberate control, the zither sounds gathered together and flowed towards the altar like a stream.

But as soon as it touched the black mist on the altar, the sound of the piano disappeared instantly, as if the black mist could swallow everything.

"The sound of the piano can't penetrate the black fog, what should I do?" Chu Tian's eyes flashed, and he felt a little anxious.

Feng Qianhun and Feng Lizhu on the side also looked at each other, seeing the disappointment in each other's eyes, but didn't say anything.

The black mist on this altar is too mysterious, and its defensive power is astonishingly strong. Even Feng Qianhun, a powerhouse of the eighth level of heavenly demon, cannot break through the defense of this black mist, so how can he completely put his hope on Chutian? body?

"Senior, what should we do?" He asked anxiously as he sank into the small world of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

There was also a hint of surprise on the face of the Second Generation Human Emperor, but he quickly recovered his calm. He suddenly sat down cross-legged, put his hands on the Chiling Guqin, and said in a deep voice: "Little guy, I have known you for so long , I have never played a duet with you, now, let us try and play this awakening divine song together!"

"Ensemble?" Chu Tian's heart moved, and he quickly thought of the magical seven-color energy of the Emperor, nodded, and slowly placed his hands on the strings.

At this moment, the souls of the two seemed to be slowly condensing together, and both hands flicked the strings at the same time.

The sound of the piano sounded again, this time, the void was trembling, as if there were countless people singing around, the tumbling magma also slowly calmed down in the sound of the piano, and even the scorching breath seemed to subside.

This strange feeling gradually enveloped Chu Tian's mind, and he gradually entered an ethereal state, forgetting himself and everything around him.

This state is very similar to the state he had when he played the piano music by the river in Fengjing City.

He seemed to feel that his soul was slowly rising, floating out of the crater and into the sky, surrounded by endless stars, bathing in the starlight, and floating in the void.

Feng Qianhun and Feng Lizhu were completely shocked, they saw a vision that they had never seen in their life.

The magma under Chutian's body slowly condensed into a blood-red lotus platform, supporting him completely. From the crater, dazzling starlight fell on Chutian like beams of light.

Sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, he is dressed in starlight, like a god, playing music that makes people ascend to immortality.

The sound of the piano turned into countless colorful runes, like dancing elves, slowly gathering and rushing towards the black mist.

At this moment, the black mist boiled instantly, and a terrifying energy fluctuation emanated from the altar. The black mist became more dense, as if it wanted to swallow the seven-colored piano sound.

But this time, the sound of the zither was invincible, and the seven-colored light opened a fist-sized channel in the black mist, and countless zither sounds fell into Gu Xinyao's ears continuously.

The moment the sound of the piano fell into her ears, Gu Xinyao's struggling expression gradually calmed down, and her tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, as if trying to open them.

In the dark, she seemed to have returned to that night again, she was sitting in the canopy of the boat, looking at Chu Tian playing the piano through the fog on the river.

That lonely figure, the sadness and tenderness in the sound of the piano, made her heart melt...

Her eyes hadn't been opened yet, but Chu Tian's face gradually appeared in her mind.

Her eyes trembled more and more, and she was about to open them!

But at this moment, there was a hint of madness in the eyes of the dozen or so men in black standing on the edge of the altar. They slapped their chests with their right hands, and each of them spurted out a stream of bright red blood.

The blood essence fell on Gu Xinyao's body very quickly, and a mad breath came from the altar.

On the altar, there was a crackling sound, and at the same time, there was a cold sigh.

Immediately afterwards, in the black mist, countless ferocious faces unexpectedly appeared. These faces were extremely blurred, but they gave out sharp roars.

This whistling came too suddenly, and it was extremely sharp and loud, breaking the ethereal artistic conception that Chu Tian and Renhuang worked so hard to create.

Lines of purple lightning quickly shuttled through the black mist, madly rushing towards the colorful passage.

Gu Xinyao's eyes opened suddenly, and the black light in the center of her eyebrows turned into a dazzling purple awn.

Behind her, a ferocious black figure condensed, and that black figure smiled coldly at Chu Tian.

The moment the black shadow appeared, Gu Xinyao's mouth suddenly opened wide, as if she wanted to make a sound, but no sound came out.

Her body suddenly lifted into the air, bent like a bow, and the black mist covering the altar sank into her body crazily like flowing water.

The purple light flashed between the eyebrows, and a purple thunderbolt suddenly landed on the colorful channel, and it collapsed instantly.

Gu Xinyao's long hair was windless and automatic, and her eyes were in the shape of a pentagon that Chu Tian had seen before.

Her body slowly returned to normal, and the mass of purple awns between her eyebrows had condensed into a diamond-shaped imprint, which set off with the pentagonal pupils, making her look extremely bewitching.

She waved her snow-white right hand towards the void, and immediately the dozens of men in black around the altar exploded instantly, and their flesh and blood unexpectedly condensed into black runes, rushing towards the outside of the altar More than a dozen magma dragons shot away.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

More than a dozen giant magma dragons collapsed at the same time, and the magma splashed into the void like sparks. Old Feng's complexion was pale, he took a few steps back, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

On the contrary, it was Feng Lizhu, because Feng Qianhun had withstood most of the force of the counter-shock, and only took a few steps back, under the surge of energy and blood, he did not suffer too much damage.

However, her complexion was extremely ugly, and she looked at Gu Xinyao with shock!

"Little guy, your zither sound does have some skills. It was able to penetrate my Nether Magic Circle. It reminded me of an old friend. I can't imagine that after so many years, I can still meet the successor of my old friend here!" Gu Xinyao looked at Chu Tian, ​​said with a charming smile, her voice was extremely strange, exuding a seductive, strange power that made people sink into it.

With the help of Ren Huang, Chu Tian stabilized his mind, his face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

"Uh...how rude to ignore me!" Gu Xinyao let out another coquettish laugh. Suddenly, her nose twitched, and she sniffed a few times in the direction of Feng Qianhun.

"Huh, this wine? Haha, it really is good wine, so good!" Gu Xinyao's eyes lit up, and she suddenly stretched out her hand to grab Feng Qianhun's void.