Chapter 362 Ancient Blood Talisman

As the battle continued, cracks seemed to be torn apart between heaven and earth. The confrontation between Song Tianming and the four members of the Jian family was no longer a simple duel of force, but an ultimate collision of magical powers and magic weapons.

Song Tianming saw that the Jian family's offensive became more and more fierce, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.

Song Tianming kicked the ground suddenly, and his figure instantly transformed into a black lightning, shuttling between sword light and ice and fire, avoiding Jian Cangsong's Yunyin Sword Technique and Jian Qingying's Ice Soul Cold Sound.

At the same time, Song Tianming held the World-Eating Demonic Sword tightly in his right hand, tapped the tip of the sword lightly in the void, and shouted: "Devil Devouring the Sky!"

Suddenly, the black light around Song Tianming's sword surged like a tide, forming huge black claws that spread around, trying to devour the power of all living things.

When Jian Xingchen saw this, a look of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He knew that this move was powerful and did not dare to attack it forcefully.

Jian Xingchen was seen retreating violently. At the same time, he clenched the stars in the dark night with both hands. The tip of his sword pointed directly at the sky. The power of the stars in his body surged crazily. He roared: "The stars are falling!"

Several stars in the sky seemed to have responded to his call, turning into streams of light and bombarding Song Tianming with the power to destroy the world.

Facing the power of the falling stars, Song Tianming sneered and did not dodge or dodge. Instead, he stretched out his body and displayed the unique skill of Qinglian Sword Technique, and the sword lotus bloomed.

He saw that the World-Eating Demon Sword was as agile as a living thing in his hand. As the sword light circulated, black sword lotuses bloomed in the air. Each sword lotus contained the devouring power of the demon sword and the power of falling stars. Colliding with each other, a deafening roar erupted.

At the same time, Jian Yuehua was not to be outdone. She swayed and turned into a red shadow, shuttling around the edge of the battlefield. The two blazing bells in her hands kept shaking, and blazing flames rose into the sky like fire dragons, clashing with Song Tianming's sword lotus. Intertwined together, they form a spectacular fire lotus scroll.

Seeing this, Jian Cangsong also stepped up his offensive. With a wave of his sword, the Blue Sky Sword turned into a blue rainbow and went straight for Song Tianming's vitals.

At the same time, Jian Cangsong muttered words, stimulating the vitality of heaven and earth, and used the Jian family's secret magical power to hide the storm in the clouds.

I saw that the surrounding space was distorted, and powerful storms emerged out of thin air, carrying the power of tearing everything apart, and swept towards Song Tianming.

Faced with this situation of being besieged on all sides, Song Tianming remained calm. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power and demonic energy in his body surged crazily, finally converging on his chest, forming a bright light.

Song Tianming shouted in a low voice: "Become a feather and ascend!"

The feathered Taoist robes around Song Tianming suddenly shook, and countless feather-like lights fell off from his body, turning into white light birds, circling and flying in the air, and finally converged into a huge light curtain, firmly holding Song Tianming Protected within it, it resisted attacks from all directions.

The battle has entered a white-hot stage. Every moment seems to be a battle between life and death, and the world is filled with a strong atmosphere of murder.

Song Tianming was in the light curtain. Although he temporarily withstood the joint offensive of the four members of the Jian family, he knew in his heart that this was not a long-term solution.

Song Tianming narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned the surroundings, looking for the key to breaking the situation.

The four members of the Jian family also showed off their magical powers, unwilling to give Song Tianming any chance to breathe.

Jian Cangsong's Yunyin Storm became more and more fierce. The storm was mixed with sharp sword energy, cutting through the space in an attempt to tear the light curtain apart.

Jian Qingying and Jian Yuehua were on the left and right, controlling the power of ice and fire respectively, trying to destroy the balance of the light curtain with extreme temperature differences.

Jian Xingchen was the most cunning. He did not directly attack the light curtain, but used the aftermath of the star's falling power to constantly harass Song Tianming's mind, looking for its flaws.

Faced with such a predicament, Song Tianming had a sneer on his lips. He knew that he had to take the initiative to break the deadlock.

Song Tianming suddenly kicked into the void, and with the help of the amplification power of the feathered Taoist clothes, his figure shuttled between the storm and ice and fire like a ghost, and instantly approached Jian Xingchen.

"Xingchen boy, your doom has come!" Song Tianming shouted lowly, and suddenly swung out the World-Eating Demonic Sword in his hand. The sword's light was like a dragon, and it went straight to Jian Xingchen's throat.

Jian Xingchen's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly waved the Dark Night Star to resist, but the collision between the swords made him feel an unprecedented force, and he involuntarily took several steps back.

However, this is just the beginning. Song Tianming didn't stop. He used the remaining force of this attack to surge up again, like a petrel in the wind, flying across the battlefield.

His left hand is pointed like a sword, with cyan sword energy condensed on the fingertips, which is the essence of Qinglian swordsmanship. His right hand is holding the World-Eating Demonic Sword tightly, and the tip of the sword is constantly swallowing black demonic energy, as if it can swallow everything.

"The green lotus blossoms, the devil sword eats the soul!" Song Tianming roared, and he waved both hands at the same time. The green lotus sword energy and the devil sword sword energy intertwined, forming a terrifying storm that swept towards the four members of the Jian family. And go. This storm contains the dual power of life and death, which can both heal and destroy, making it impossible to guard against.

When the four members of the Jian family saw this, their expressions changed drastically. They hurriedly used their own special skills to try to resist the invasion of this storm.

However, the power of the storm was so terrifying that even if the four of them joined forces, it would be difficult to completely resist it.

Wherever the storm passed, the space was distorted and everything withered, as if even the sky and the earth were about to change color.

However, just when this storm was about to swallow everything, Jian Cangsong threw out an innate magic weapon - the ancient ancestor's blood talisman.

This talisman, which is imbued with the blood imprint of the ancestors of the Jian family, contains the terrifying power of the ancient heavenly monks.

Instantly, the blood symbol bloomed, and the storm pierced the sky. A crack suddenly appeared in the center of the storm, and a golden light shone through it, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The light contained a majestic life force and endless majesty, as if it was a divine punishment from heaven.

"What kind of power is this?!" Song Tianming was horrified, staring at the golden light intently.

The light gradually condensed and took shape, and finally turned into a figure wearing golden armor and holding a spear.

The figure was extremely majestic, as if it was a god of war descending from the nine heavens.

"I am the ancestor of the Jian family, a great cultivator of the heavenly realm. Who dares to offend the descendants of my clan!"

The figure spoke, and his voice was as loud as a bell, echoing throughout the battlefield.

The four people of the Jian family were sure of victory. This ancient blood symbol could summon the ancient ancestor of the Jian family. The extraordinary power of the great cultivator of the heavenly realm would definitely be able to kill Song Tianming.

Although Song Tianming is a monster, the ancient ancestor of the Jian family is a great cultivator in the heavenly realm. On his way to rise, he killed countless gifted demon masters. No matter how monster Song Tianming is, he can't be as monster as the ancient ancestor of the Jian family.

Song Tianming looked at the ancient ancestor of the Jian family shining in the void, and criticized him unceremoniously: "So what if he is a great cultivator in the heavenly realm? I cultivate the immortal way and go against the will of heaven. My goal is to be the supreme master of the starry sky. I am definitely not inferior to anyone!"