Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Zhou's people, I did not expect it to be you!" Nie Tian saw Zhou Yang, his eyes could not help but tremble, his mouth could not help but pull.

He originally thought that to Cang Xuan was ordered by the black lotus to kill him, but did not expect that it was Zhou Yangyang behind the ghosts.

"Kid, are you surprised to see this seat?" Zhou Yang’s figure moved, stepping out, and the whole body was rolling. He looked at Cang Xuan and smiled. He said: "I didn’t think that I would meet here. Former men."

To Cang Xuan is indeed the owner of the Black Wind Cliff, but before he entered the dark domain, he was the master of Zhou Yangyang.

After Zhou Chuyang left the Dark Seven City, he expected Nie Tian to enter the Dark Mountain Range, so he entered early, and he also found it very coincidentally on the Black Wind Cliff.

Everything that has been done to Cang Xuan is exactly what Zhou Chuyang is behind.

"Adult, this kid has a black lotus, I am afraid that it is a little trouble." Xiang Cang Xuan looked at Zhou Yang at this time, said the voice.

Nie Tian took out the black lotus, which made him unable to catch up with Cang Xuan.

Worried to Cang Xuan, Nie Tian should not have anything to do with Heilongjiang.

At the beginning of the week, Yang took a look at Cang Xuan, and his face was calm and did not speak.

He didn't care about the black lotus in Nie Tian's hand. What he cares about is the source of the earth in Nie Tian's body.

After thinking about it, Zhou Yang’s eyes trembled and said: "The kid, this seat will give you another chance, go back to the seat with your seat, and keep you and your friends safe, how?"

Nie Tian smiled coldly and said: "When are you a three-year-old child? Going back with you, I am afraid that I will live a day."

Zhou Chuyang is very persistent with the source of the veins. Nie Tian wants to go back with him. There is absolutely only one word in the end, that is death.

"Toasting does not eat and drink fine wine!" Zhou Yangyang's face was a sinking, his eyes were killing Ling Xiao, and he whispered: "Since you insist on dying, you can't blame this seat! This time there is no C-hand of the city owner. Saved you!"

The low voice fell, and Zhou Yang’s figure moved and the whole body danced in the black sand. The whole body turned directly into a sandstorm and swept toward Nie Tian.

"Less Lord!" Jing Chen saw it, screamed, and the figure rushed into the air.

"Boom!" However, at this time, there was a sudden roar of whistling in the air, and a flame arrow came in the sky. The target was Jing Chen.

"Jing Chen carefully!" The scene that suddenly occurred, let Nie Tian suddenly stunned, then screamed out.

Obviously, the person who shot is the former Arrow Warrior!

Nie Tian did not think that this guy actually appeared at this time.

Jing Chen noticed that it was not good. He shot it directly, and there were thousands of thorns in the air. They instantly gathered together to form a huge shield, which shrouded Jing dust.

"Booming!" The arrow of the flame fell, directly bombarded on the shield of Jing Chen's body. The thorns of the thorns were cracked in inches, and the burning scent spread open and pressed against Jing Chen.

"The emperor released the sky!" At a critical moment, Nie Tian whispered, and then a golden light emerged, followed by a sword shadow whistling out, actually breaking the arrow of the flame in the air.

Jing Chen figured back a few kilometers away, and it was stable, and the whole body was bloody, but the breath was stable and there was no danger to life.

"Damn! Hey!" Jing Chen roared, blood and heart attack, body swayed, a blood mad spray.

His strength is obviously not weaker than that of the archer, but the latter is hidden in the shadows, making him unprepared.

For two consecutive times, this arrow spirits almost ordered the life of Jing Chen.

"Jing Chen, are you okay?" Nie Tian flew past and looked at Jing Chen, nervously asked.

"Less master, it's okay." Jing Chen took a deep breath and the wounds of the whole body began to heal slowly.

Nie Tian looked into the void, the arrow spirit warrior did not appear, it seems that after S an arrow, left directly.

"Damn! I will see him again next time, I will kill him!" Jing Chen's eyes angered and snorted.

"What?" On the other side, Zhou Chuyang saw the figure of the emperor's release of the sky, and his eyes suddenly shrank, and he could not help but scream, and his face was incredible.

The power of the sword just now is really strong. Zhou Yang never imagined that the person who made this sword turned out to be a five- or six-year-old milk doll.

"I didn't read it wrong? Is that a child?" The people below saw it, and they screamed and even suspected that they were wrong.

The strength and appearance of the emperor's release of the sky is too unharmonious, giving people a huge shock.

"Nie Tian, ​​how does this guy deal with it?" The emperor Shi Tian stepped on the golden scorpion, and he did not look at Zhou Yangyang, but asked Nie Tian.

Nie Tian's face is calm, his mouth is pulling, and he spits out a word: "Kill!"

Zhou Chuyang has been following this from the death crossing, and he wants to get the source of the earth. This poses a great threat to Nie Tian.

Nie Tian does not want this person to live any more!

When the emperor heard the words of Nie Tian, ​​the tender face suddenly sank, and the big eyes released a terrible killing.

Zhou Yangyang felt the killing of the emperor's release of the sky, his face could not help but change, this killing, actually made him feel the threat.

But after all, he was the supreme warrior of the Supreme God. He immediately recovered his calmness and said coldly: "Little doll, you only have the initial strength of the Supreme God, how to compete with the high gods in the late stage! As long as you have a palm, this seat can directly kill you. !"

"Is it?" The emperor released the shadow of the body, the small body stood in the air, the sword of the whole body was extremely fierce, it seems to be able to tear the world, his mouth twitched, cold and cold: "kill you, just A sword!"

"Looking for death!" was ridiculed by a five- or six-year-old "child". How could Zhou Yang be able to endure, suddenly anger, snoring, and the figure moved, the whole body was surging with black sand, and the whole volume of the sky became trembling.

At the beginning of the week, the figure of Yang has disappeared, and the whole body seems to have become a black tornado. In the storm, it is a black sand like a sharp blade.

The violent black tornado is a few thousand meters long, and the surrounding space is tightened, as if it will collapse next time.

"It’s terrible!" The crowd looked at the terrible tornado in the air, his eyes trembled, and his heart screamed.

The emperor's release of the sky is like a mountain standing in the air, facing the tornado that sweeps the world, there is no fear in his eyes, and some are only the ultimate killing.

"The devil's sword, the trace of blood!" The next moment, the emperor released the mouth of the mouth and trembled, muttering, as his voice fell, the sword in his hand slammed out, suddenly a **** sword shadow whistling out, like a red line It is not huge, but the power and killing contained in it are chilling.

"Hey!" The **** sword shadow went straight through the tornado, and the hurricane in the air suddenly stopped, and then dissipated. A figure appeared in the air, it was Zhou Yang.

"This······" Zhou Yang realized what, just a mouth, then a red line appeared between the neck, suddenly opened, blood spurted out.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Zhou Chuyang’s head flew directly and flew in the air, marking the blood.