Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Boom!" The terrible air waves are visible in the eyes, such as rolling waves, raging in the void, the pressure of terror is released, everyone feels a boring chest, those weaker weapons are actually vomiting blood on the spot. The body is shaking, and it is difficult to stand.

"Booming! 嗤嗤嗤································································································· To tear each other, you must destroy the other party.

The two forces are consuming each other, and the waves of the air burst open and slowly dissipated in the air.

After a long time, the madness in the void was finally dimmed, and there were several figures in the air. It was Nangong and Nie Tian and others.

The shadow of the Nangong is standing on the sky, and his eyes are staring at Nie Tian and others. His face is extremely embarrassing.

Nie Tianhe, Jian Jingyun, Ghost Wucan three, the figure condensed in the air, the corners of the mouth are hanging blood, his face is very pale, the body is filled with blood that has not been exhausted.

Just now, the Nangong and Nie Tian three are actually comparable!

The crowd looked up at the four people in the air, their expressions shook and their eyes trembled.

At this moment, the crowd is shocked, not the Nangong, but the Nie Tian three.

It is not surprising that Nangong is the supreme warrior of the Supreme God. It is such a terrible power.

But Nie Tian three people are different, two of them are the main gods, and the other is the difference in strength. The surface seems to be only the middle of the upper god. Once it breaks out, it can reach the late power of the main god, which is very weird.

Everyone can see that the sword just now, Nie Tian is the absolute main force.

It is hard to imagine that this silver-faced warrior, who is not astonishing, is terrible.

On the other side of the sky, Tsing Yi’s old man trembled with trepidation. He was shocked and said: “Who is the silver-haired warrior, how is his blood, how can he be so horrible?”

The Tsing Yi old man saw that the reason why Nie Tian three people could block the deadly shot of Nangong was not only the sword and the formation, but also the terrible blood.

The blood of Jian Jingyun and Ghost Wucan is already terrible, and Nie Tian’s blood is shocking.

Tsing Yi old people have seen countless blood, but no one's blood, can be stronger than Nie Tian.

"The strength of this kid should be undoubtedly in the middle of the upper god. He relies on a kind of rune to instantly improve his strength. His blood is very terrible. He can directly devour power from the blood of other warriors." Tsing Yi old man is slightly calm and shocked. Said.

If the appearance of the Nangong is so amazing to the Tsing Yi old man, then the appearance of Nie Tian makes him feel amazed!

"Sword scared, ghost Wucan, are you all right?" In the midair, Nie Tian exhaled a sigh of breath, faintly asked.

"Nothing." Jian Jingyun and Ghost Wucan shook their heads at the same time, and then looked at Nie Tian, ​​and determined that the latter was fine, this is a lot of peace of mind.

Just a sword, Nie Tianchong is at the forefront, not only has the greatest strength, but also suffered the biggest impact.

Fortunately, his martial arts are strong and able to resist the powerful impact.

At this time, Nangong looked at Nie Tian and others with a faint gaze, his eyes were red and bloody, and his killings were incomparable.

He never imagined that the three ants in the district had repeatedly blocked his two attacks.

What is even more bizarre is that Nangong has always had a hint of jealousy for Nie Tian.

Nie Tian's current strength is still very weak. If it grows up, it is absolutely terrible to have no solution.

At this moment, Nangong absolutely Nie Tian three people, has produced a heart of murder!

Nangong is the one who is not only powerful, but also very cautious. Anyone with potential threats must be obliterated!

"Well, this guy still wants to shoot!" Nie Tian felt the killing of Nangong, and his eyes could not help but tremble, and his heart screamed.

It is the limit of Nie Tian's three people to be able to block the two attacks of Nangong. If Nangong never stops, it is really dangerous.

Nie Tian can't expose the nine poles, but Nangong never stops, which makes him think of other ways.

"This adult, do you still want to continue to look down?" At this time, Nie Tian suddenly turned and looked at the old man in Tsing Yi, cold and cold.

Nie Tian had long noticed that the Tsing Yi old man had been eager to try and seemed to want to shoot, but he was still hesitating.

He spoke directly, that is, to hold the C-hand of the Tsing Yi old man.

"Do you blame the old man?" Tsing Yi's old man's face was stiff, and then stepped out, responding coldly.

"Don't dare." Nie Tian sneered, and then looked at the South Palace with a stern look. He said loudly: "The killing rules are like iron. No one can break the rules, but this person is openly killing people in front of so many people. Directly provoke the killing field."

"In this case, the people who kill the battlefield are not going to stop. I think your killing is not a rule, but a rule like scrap iron!"

The sound of Ling Ran fell, and suddenly caused everyone to feel awkward.

Nangong is absolutely arrogant, arbitrarily killing people, and has long angered everyone.

Although these people are addicted to killers, they are also **** people.

"Bad boy, you······" The old man in Tsing Yi saw the anger of the group, could not help but face a stiff, embarrassing, two eyes staring at Nie Tian, ​​can not speak.

Nie Tian smiled coldly and said loudly: "If the rules of the killing field are established, then you must obey. If I have just said something, is there something wrong?"

Nangong was watching at the side, and his face gradually became Y.

Nie Tian was too embarrassed, actually * killing the C-hand in the market.

"Bad boy, my Nangong will kill you today!" Nangong stepped out step by step, the whole body momentum rose again, and the killing of the whole body became more intense.

Nie Tianguangguang swept through the Nangong, and immediately looked at the Tsing Yi old man, said coldly: "Do you want to let him go wild?"

"Enough!" Tsing Yi old man's face sank, roaring: "This is the end of the matter, who dares to shoot again, is to provoke the killing field!"

The sound of fury fell, and the darkness of the killing field was surging, and dozens of black figures were ready to move.

These black warriors, although the strength is the main **** level, but they represent the killing field, representing the black lotus.

Nangong is absolutely mad, but he is not stupid, knowing where it is, and he must not offend the killing field.

"Are you still not converging?" The old man in Tsing Yi looked coldly at Nangong. He had lost patience. If the latter still wants to be mad, it is *he started.

Nangong’s gaze is like a murder, his eyes are resentful, his teeth are biting, but he finally converges.

"Nangong is absolutely not too stupid, you can be a tortoise at a crucial moment." Nie Tian looked at the South Palace, very provocative.

"Bad boy, the things between us, never die." Nangong stunned, a face Y sinking almost drip, said: "I will wait for you on the road to killing, I saw the killing After the road, who else can help you!"

Nie Tian mouth twitched, no longer talking, but my heart was sneer.

Into the road to killing, Nie Tian will no longer have scruples, Jing Chen and the emperor release one person at random, which one can not directly kill the Nangong?