Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Nie Tian looked at the black man in front of him, his brow slightly wrinkled.

The person of Black Lotus is really a good means, Y poison is extremely!

The killing hand like Nie Tian will be taken directly to the killing field after coming to the city of killing. They have five days to either die in the killing field or win in the killing field and qualify for the road to killing.

If nothing is done within five days, the black lotus person will personally shoot, and the end is still a death.

When Jian Jingyun and Ghost Wucan heard the words of the black man, they also took a breath of cold. It seems that from the moment they entered the city of killing, they embarked on a road of no return, only one way to go. blacken.

"Look at it." The black man swept away from Nie Tian, ​​then turned and left, and went looking for other killing hands.

Nie Tian calmed down and smiled a little. Anyway, there were still five days. He didn't worry about this moment. He had to look at other people's battles first. It was quite good.

At this time, someone entered the killing field and challenged the winner.

The person of the challenge is also a late powerhouse of the main god.

The two men fought several rounds, and one of them was shot by another person on the killings around the killing field, and died on the spot.

Next, Nie Tian looked at it for a long time and found that most of these warriors were the main gods. The main gods were already very strong in the late period. The main gods were very few, and the warriors in the high gods were few.

"Nie Tian, ​​let's go!" Ghost Wucan couldn't help but whispered.

"No hurry, wait a second." Nie Tian waved his hand slightly, his eyes swept over and pointed to several of them, saying: "These guys are all supreme, they haven't played yet."

When watching the battle, Nie Tian has quietly perceived the tens of thousands of killing hands.

Among the tens of thousands of warriors, the strength reached the early days of the Supreme God, only less than ten people, one of them, the strength reached the middle of the highest god, should be the strongest of all.

These high-ranking Shenwu people did not take shots, and Nie Tian always felt a little uneasy.

He himself is nothing, as long as he does not meet the mid-high warrior of the Supreme God, he has full confidence.

However, the strength of Jian Jingyun and Ghost Wucan is slightly weaker. If you encounter the highest Shenwu, it is a little dangerous.

On the killing field, there is a battle between life and death. There is no such thing as admitting defeat. If it is defeated, it is death. Therefore, Nie Tian must be cautious.

"There is another one, hurry up and die!" At this time, on the stone pillar in the killing field, the winning warrior laughed wildly, and his face provoked and shouted.

This man is a master warrior of the late gods. He has won two games. If he wins another game, he will be qualified to enter the road to killing.

"Is the ant ant, dare to be so crazy?" Just as the voice of the man had not yet fallen, a low voice immediately rang, and a figure flew in the air, stepping on another stone pillar.

"Boom!" When the figure of the man fell, the huge stone pillar swayed violently, and it was actually sinking a few meters. The whole killing field was suddenly slammed, and then a fierce momentum filled the air and stirred up in the entire killing field.

"A strong momentum!" The crowd felt the rush of the face, the eyes trembled, and the eyes became taboo.

This person's momentum is very strong, and other killing hands, not a level at all, is really much higher.

"It's him!" Nie Tian brows slightly wrinkled. At this time, the person who appeared in the killing field was the one of the highest gods who was concerned about him.

"He is ······" At almost the same time, Jian Jingyun suddenly opened his mouth and screamed, but the following words could not be said.

Nie Tian and Ghost Wu Can at the same time, looking at the sword and saying: "Do you know him?"

The sword was shocked and looked awkward. It was obviously amazed. He never imagined that he would meet this person here!

After a few seconds, the look of Jian Jingyun was eased, taking a deep breath and saying: "He is called Nangong, who is the Nangong family."

"Nangongjia?" Nie Tian slightly glimpsed, and immediately thought of a person, the vice president of the Holy Parliament, Nangong alone show!

Nie Tian’s eyes sank and asked: “What is the relationship between this person and Nangong’s solo show?”

Swordsman looked at Nie Tian and looked at it. I didn’t expect the latter to know that Nangong was so beautiful, and he still called his name, even with a hint of anger.

Nangong Duxiu is the vice president of the Holy Parliament. His own strength is already the highest peak of the gods. In the nine domain boundaries, he is definitely the top ten strongman. His status is higher than that of the nine family members.

Nie Tian is not respectful to Nangong’s solo show, but also has some resentment. This makes the sword a little surprised.

Where did Jian Jianyun know that Nie Tian not only knew Nangong’s solo show, but even briefly dealt with the latter.

At the time of the priesthood, the sacred parliamentary dynasty, Nie Tian, ​​wanted to remove Mo Ruoqi and her abdomen, almost let Nie Tian fall into a mortal situation. If it were not for the people of the celestial net, the consequences would be disastrous.

Between Nie Tian and Nan Gong’s solo show, there is an endless hatred of hatred, and how can it show respect.

Jian Jingyun was strange, but did not ask too much. He said: "Nangong is definitely a new generation of Nangong family genius. He is the son of Nangong's owner Nangong, and Nangong is the second uncle!"

"A new generation of genius?" Nie Tian knew the identity of Nangong, could not help but sneer, staring at the latter.

Nie Tian guessed that the age of Nangong should be about 50,000 years old. It is indeed terrible to be able to reach the mid-term strength of the High God.

However, the Nangong's martial arts talent is comparable to Nie Tian's six uncle Nie Feiyu, but it is a lot worse.

Nie Feiyu is only a few thousand years old and is already the strongest god.

When Nie Tian saw Nie Feiyu, the latter faintly showed signs of promotion to Gaoshen. It is estimated that it is now the beginning of the Supreme God.

If you give Nie Feiyu tens of thousands of years, don't say that you can be promoted to Gaofeng, but you can easily promote to the late Gaoshen.

The age of Nangong should be similar to Nie Fenghua, the father of Nie Tian, ​​but his strength is far worse than Nie Fenghua.

But in any case, Nangong is always a genius-level character, and the strength cannot be underestimated. At least Nie Tian is weaker than him.

"Yeah." Jian Jingyun nodded slightly, his face shook, and said: "I really didn't think that Nangong would have come here. I have heard that Nangong is so lonely and arrogant, despising everything. Now it seems that Sure enough!"

At this time, the Tsing Yi old man in the sky looked at the Nangong, and his face could not help but change. His heart said: "The strength of this person is so strong. It seems that the king of the killing road of this killing road is none other than this one. !"

In the killing field, the warrior with the absolute identity of Nangong, his face was as white as paper, and his mouth opened, but he was shaking and could not speak.

Nangong is too strong, and this warrior is impossible to compete.

The intestines of this warrior are remorseful, and they are mad at the moment, and they have provoked such a powerful figure.

"蝼 蝼, die!" At this time, the South Palace was so cold that it was cold, and then the body shook a little, and a fierce whistling out, straight to the man to kill.

"Hey!" The next moment, a muffled sound, the body of the soldier directly exploded, turned into a **** light disappeared.