Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"There are few masters to retreat!" Jing Chen noticed that it was not good, and snorted, and then the whole body's momentum rose up, and the foot suddenly slammed, the figure flew up, and a palm shot directly, the huge palm shadow was like a mountain shield. Blasting over.

Nie Tian brows slightly wrinkled, the wings behind the unfolding, with the rain and Chiba mad.

Jian Jingyun and Ghost Wucan reacted very quickly, and quickly withdrew.

"Boom! Hey!" The next moment, the arrow of the flame in the air fell, in the palm of the palm of the great palm, a terrible roar sounded, and then a muffled sound, such as the palm of the mountain was actually worn directly, The arrow of fire straightened down against the dust of Jing.

Jing Chen’s eyes are condensed, and he wants to have another palm, but it’s too late. The arrow of flame is like a giant snake. The top of the flame comes, and the burning atmosphere suddenly fills in. The space around tens of thousands of meters directly becomes furnace.

"Hey!" Immediately, a muffled sound, Jing dust figure like a broken kite, flew out, the whole body burned.

"Jing Chen!" Nie Tian saw it, screamed, and moved behind the wings.

"A ants who are superior in the strength of God, do you still want to save people?" At this time, a low-pitched voice of Y was heard in the void, and then a line of fire appeared, instantly spreading into the sea of ​​flames in the air, mad towards Nie Tian. Pounce over.

Nie Tianshang felt a near-suffocating pressure when he was a few kilometers away, but he did not retreat and rushed straight.

He is still in the air, his palms are turned over, and there is a whirlpool of time and space in his palm, which is the nine-pole world.

"The emperor released the sky, stop him!" Nie Tian snorted, and then the figure rushed toward Jing Chen.

"Good!" The sound of the emperor's voice sounded, and then a group of golden mans emerged, such as a golden fireball, whizzing directly toward the sea of ​​flames.

"Well?" In the void, a strange sound sounded, it seemed very shocking.

Swordsman and other people saw the golden fireball in the air, but also the complexities that they couldn’t tell.

The golden fireball is a small golden beast with a body that is not big, about ten meters long. On the top of the golden beast, the statue of the emperor is standing, although it is a child, but It is imposing.

"Kill!" The emperor released a low-pitched voice, and a sword appeared in his hand. The sword body was bigger than himself. A sword stabbed out, and countless golden light swords appeared, covering the sky, surrounded by space, stirring terrible Sword meaning.

"Booming!······" In the void, the roaring sounds constantly, the two huge forces collided with each other, and the horrible atmosphere spread in the space.

On the other side, Nie Tian caught Jing Chen, who burned the flames in his body, and was already dying.

The strength of the person who shot is terrible, and the power of one arrow directly hits Jing Chen.

However, this is also because Jing Chen hastily shot and did not exert his true strength.

The person who shot is an arrow spirit warrior, the strength should be similar to Jing Chen, in the late Gaoshen.

This kind of powerful arrow spirit warrior can lock the target and directly shoot it in tens of thousands of meters or even hundreds of thousands of meters.

In contrast, Jing Chen, but in the absence of precautions to counterattack, has occupied the disadvantage.

If it is a positive match, Jing Chen may not be the opponent of the other party.

Nie Tian's whole body rushed out of the sword, extinguishing the flame of Jing Chen, and then a force came out of his palm and entered the latter.

"Little master!" Nie Tian directly used the power of the source of the ground, strong vitality to make Jing dust wake up immediately, the wounds of the whole body healed, and his face also improved a lot.

"Jing Chen, are you okay?" Nie Tian perceived the breath of Jing Chen and has stabilized. It seems that there is no danger to life.

"Less master, subordinates are incompetent, so that the Lord is shocked." Jing Chen stood up and said.

Jing Chen is too polite, so that Nie Tian is not suitable, Nie Tian said: "You rest first."

Nie Tian said, looking at the emperor to the sky.

Above the sky, the emperor Shi Tian and a black man are opposite each other, the two are extremely strong, the two pairs of cold eyes are opposite, killing.

Nie Tianshen swept the past, the strength of the black man was really the late Gaoshen, and Jing Chen.

Judging from the momentum alone, the strength of the black man should be similar to that of Jing Chen, except that the sneak attack just made Jing Chen seriously injured and lost the power of fighting again.

"What are you?" The black man's eyes flashed and he looked at the emperor's eyes and looked puzzled.

How could he think that a person who blocked him with a sword turned out to be a five- or six-year-old doll.

The appearance of Emperor Shitian completely subverted his martial arts cognition and made him unacceptable.

"What are you?" The emperor released the cold cold, but the childish voice made his momentum weaker, and it sounded a bit funny.

"Little scorpion, you are looking for death!" The black man's eyes sank and then angered. He saw that the emperor's release of the heavens only had the initial strength of the Supreme God, and his eyes showed contempt.

"The person who is looking for death is you!" The emperor released the sky without fear, and stepped on the foot, standing in the sky, like a sword, across the world.

At this time, the black man's body moved slightly, and there was a giant bow behind him. It was a kilometer wide and pulled straight away. The whole body was pouring out and condensed into a flame arrow.

Seeing this scene, Nie Tian's eyes were slightly tight, and I couldn't help but worry.

If the black man releases an arrow, I am afraid that the emperor will be unbearable.

The emperor’s warfare is very strong, but his most deadly weakness is that the martial arts are too weak.

Perhaps the strength of the emperor's release is not under the Jingchen, but his martial arts are worse than the dust, and it is definitely a few grades, most of which is similar to the sword.

Therefore, the black man released it with an arrow, even if the emperor released the weather, the bursting of the air wave was enough to make him seriously injured.

"Jokes! Will this seat give you a chance to shoot?" The emperor's mouth is swaying in the corner of the mouth, and a cold smile, then a figure moves, a sword stabbed, the sword shadows like a mountain, the mighty and powerful, the speed is fast to the extreme.

This sword, speed and strength, can see the strength of the emperor's martial arts.

The black man felt a powerful sword pressure, his face could not help but change his eyes, and his eyes followed, and he did not condense a complete arrow.

"Bang!" The sword shadow and the arrow shadow collide, and the sword of the emperor's release is obviously stronger. The arrow of the flame directly collapses.

"Not good!" The black man's eyes trembled, and he noticed that it was not good. He screamed and quickly pulled back, but it was a step later.

"Hey!" Sword shadow flew past, Yu Weibo and the black man, a sound of blood R was split, Ling Xiaojian directly fell to the arm of the black man.

"Leave!" The black man snorted and his figure moved into a black mang, disappearing into the void.

The emperor stood in the air and did not catch up.

Nie Tian stared at the broken arm in the air, and the figure moved, and the big hand rose, and there was one more thing in his hand. It was a black petal.

This black flower petal is taken from the broken arm of the black man, exactly the same as the black petal that Jing dust took out!

Nie Tian looked at the black petals in his hand, his face could not help but change his mind and screamed a name: Black Lotus!

Black people have black petals on their bodies, which means that he is most likely a black lotus!