Nightmare Card House

The altar radiated blood, as if bleeding out, and then, a sharp pain like a needle came from the sea of ​​consciousness in the brain!

At the same time, the female evil spirit in white seemed to have received a great stimulation. She hugged the black iron helmet on her head with both hands and let out a painful wail.

Damn it!

Fang Tian cursed in his heart and immediately stopped the mental infusion of the altar.

He knew clearly that the pain he had just encountered was due to the shaking of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Stimulated by the mental power of the ancient altar, there was a slight shaking in the sea of ​​consciousness. Fortunately, the eyeball in the sea of ​​consciousness suppressed the sea of ​​consciousness.

The needle-like pain was slightly relieved, and Fang Tian looked at the altar in his hand again.

The blood oozing from the altar had dyed the entire altar blood red.

Stimulated by the previous stimulation, the female evil spirit in white went crazy, ignoring the resentful spirits entangled on her body, and rushed towards Fang Tian.

Fang Tian's pupils shrank, and he stretched out his hand and placed it on the jar, shouting: "If you come over again, I will smash it!"

The movement of the white-clothed evil spirit stagnated in the air!

Fang Tian stared at the evil spirit with his eyes fixed on it.

She understood what he meant, or she had a premonition of the threat.

The jar in his hand was something that could control her life and death!

Taking advantage of the moment when the white-clothed evil spirit lost consciousness, several black breaths suddenly rose from Fang Tian's body and entangled the white-clothed evil spirit.

The threat from the breath of death made the white-clothed evil spirit recover from the pause. She let out another treacherous howl, and the sharp sound waves shook off the breath of death that was entangled around her. She moved her body, and a touch of sinister breath burst out from her body, rushing towards Fang Tian again.

Looking for death!

Fang Tian snorted coldly, infused all his mental power again, stretched out his hand and pressed it hard on the jar in his palm!

The sea of ​​consciousness felt a sharp pain like a needle again!

The white-clothed evil spirit also let out a sharp cry at the same time, and covered the black iron helmet on his head with both hands, and the fatal attack was forced to stop.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the black death aura spreading around Fang Tian's body rose again, tightly entangled the white-clothed evil spirit.

Then, the death aura swung hard and threw the white-clothed evil spirit into the air.

The sea of ​​consciousness that was suppressed by the eyeballs and vibrated by mental stimulation would not be a problem for the time being. Fang Tian endured the stinging pain from his brain, barely kept his mind clear, gritted his teeth and swung his hand forward at the white-clothed evil spirit in the air!

A blank card was thrown forward, and a white light bloomed in the air!

The black aura entangled with the white-clothed evil spirit pressed her into the card!

Success, Fang Tian clenched his fist and stopped pouring mental power into the jar in his hand. His mind immediately relaxed, his body softened, and he half-knelt on the ground and gritted his teeth to endure the violent fluctuations of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The aftermath of the sea of ​​consciousness caused by the vibration continued to surge one after another.

Raising his head, Fang Tian looked up into the air.

The white card flickered in the air, sometimes emitting a dazzling white light, and sometimes disappearing, in an extremely unstable state.

Fang Tian frowned, as if he vaguely sensed something was wrong.

The card in the air twitched violently, and before Fang Tian could think of a way to counter it, there was a bang in the air!

The card was shattered alive!

The white evil spirit actually broke free from the card, and the mad white evil spirit quickly attacked Fang Tian. This move was angry and the speed was almost extreme.

Damn it, what kind of monster is that! Even the purple card can't seal it? !

There are many reasons for the failure of the seal. Maybe the white-clothed evil spirit cannot be sealed by the card to form a construction card. It is also possible that his current mental power is completely unable to suppress the white-clothed evil spirit to condense into a card, or the level of the card cannot accommodate this evil spirit...

No time!

Fang Tian cursed in his heart. Now he could not think about the reason why the white-clothed evil spirit broke free from the card. He raised the bone jar in his hand and placed it in front of him, saying sternly, "If you go one step further, I will smash it!"

Perhaps because the card seal just now has stimulated the white-clothed evil spirit, this time she ignored Fang Tian's words and rushed towards Fang Tian frantically!

Fang Tian frowned, and the veins on his neck bulged. He once again urged the sea of ​​consciousness that had just calmed down a little, and poured his mental power into the ancient jar!

After activating the ancient jar three times in a row, the entire jar was already overflowing with red blood.

The white-clothed evil spirit, who was halfway through the attack, was hit and covered the black iron helmet on his head again, roaring wildly.

Fang Tian was also not feeling well. The sea of ​​consciousness had already been stirred up by waves. It was like riding a small boat on the sea, in danger of being submerged at any time.

Pain continued to devour Fang Tian's will!

"Are you calm?"

Stopping the infusion of mental power, the white-clothed evil spirit slowly stood up and faced Fang Tian head-on.

"Submit to me."

Fang Tian's voice was extremely cold.

After urging mental power three times, he had reached his limit. This was his last attempt. If it didn't work, he would directly smash the blood altar!

This time, the white-clothed evil spirit reacted. She shook her body slowly, as if she was making some decisions.

Seeing this, Fang Tian's eyelids jumped.

He suddenly found that the altar in his hand was blooming with a faint blood light, and strange patterns gradually emerged from the blood-colored altar.

"Go, stand over there!" Fang Tian tried to give the evil spirit an order again.

The body of the evil spirit in white stayed there for several seconds. She turned her body very stiffly, took steps, and slowly moved towards the position pointed by Fang Tian.

However, just after taking half a step, the evil spirit in white burst out with a scream, fell into madness again, and rushed towards Fang Tian's position.

Fang Tian's eyes were one meter away, and suddenly, the ancient altar in his hand disappeared from the spot.

...

Back in the room, Fang Tian lay flat on the floor, looking at the wooden ceiling above his head, breathing heavily.

Next to him, the blood-colored ancient altar was placed.

The fluctuation of the sea of ​​consciousness just now had reached the limit, and it could only be maintained with the suppression of the eyeball. If it continued, he would probably faint on the spot.

After resting on the ground for a full hour, Fang Tian barely stood up and looked at the ancient altar at hand.

The blood that had previously spilled on the ancient altar had darkened and dried up, and Fang Tian could clearly see some strange runes that were completely different from before emerging on the altar.

Subconsciously, Fang Tian reached out and touched the runes on the altar.

From the runes, Fang Tian felt a sense of belonging that blended with his blood.

Looking at these runes, thinking about what had just happened, Fang Tian pondered secretly.

Could it be that he needed to completely engrave his own spiritual imprint on the blood altar before he could fully control these three evil spirits?