Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" In the sky, Nie Tian's body is as strong as the sea, the sword is rolling, the blood is stirring, and the whole person is still a rolling volcano, which will burst out at any time.

"Well?" The Dark Crow suddenly felt the momentum of Nie Tian's whole body. The brow could not help but wrinkle, his face was amazed, and there was a hint of ominous premonition in his heart.

But he has already shot, and if it is recovered, it is tantamount to finding a dead end.

"How is this possible!" Others felt the momentum of Nie Tian's body and couldn't help but tremble and couldn't believe the scene.

"Thousands of feathers and dark crows, it is time for blood debts to pay!" Nie Tian's eyes were red and bloody, screaming and screaming, as if I saw the scene of my **** body under the pressure of the dark crow.

At this moment, it is time for him to revenge.

The violent voice fell, and the sword of Nie Tian’s body was stimulated by the blood, and it rushed to the extreme, and then instantly condensed. A huge tens of thousands of meters of swords appeared in the air, crashing down, and a huge swordsman appeared between the heavens and the earth. It is like a streamer waterfall that falls down and is shocking.

The eyes of the crowd suddenly stagnate and their looks became sluggish.

They never imagined that Nie Tian could burst out such terrible power!

"Boom! Hey! Hey!" The huge sword shadow fell like a mountain, directly on the two black giant blades, and two loud noises broke out in the air.

Under the gaze of no amount of light, two black giant blades directly collapsed!

"Don't!" The dark crow was shocked by the scene in front of him, his eyes trembled fiercely, and the horror in his heart reached its utmost, a tragic sound.

It’s a pity that it’s too late, and the mighty sword shadow falls directly and squats toward the dark crow.

Just for a moment, the figure of the dark crow was directly drowned by the sword shadow, and the dead body on the spot, the bones did not exist.

The Dark Raven, the figure of the elders of Qianyulou, the supreme god, was killed by Nie Tianyijian!

On the scene, the silence of death, countless eyes staring at Nie Tian, ​​everyone's face is sluggish and stiff.

Before Nie Tian and the Dark Ravens played against each other, everyone thought that Nie Tian would be killed by the Dark Crow, and the result at the moment was exactly the opposite of what they expected. The Dark Crow was killed by Nie Tianyijian.

The night is sure to dream, and he is a high-spirited person who will be killed by Nie Tianyijian.

Nie Tianqiang killed the dark crows and stood above the sky. The long-sleeved shirt flew in the air, just like the sword **** was in the ordinary, lonely and peerless.

At this moment, the ghosts and mad sands are also stunned. He knows that Nie Tian can win, but he did not expect that it would be so easy to win.

Ghost Wu crazy finally knows Nie Tian's metamorphosis, Nie Tian's enchanting degree in his heart, and another level.

Nie Tian's whole body converges and is ready to fall, but at this time, he suddenly feels that there is movement in the void, and then a few sighs of chilling appear, and he is actually killing him.

"It's those who are lurking!" Nie Tian screamed in his heart and immediately reacted. The whole body momentum rose again. The wing of the star spirit appeared behind him, and the figure swept away, trying to avoid the positive attack of the lurking person.

"Bad boy, leave your life!" In the void, a low-pitched murder sounded, and then a terrible giant appeared, overwhelming, and caught Nie Tian.

Nie Tian suddenly felt the space was tight, and there was tremendous pressure from all around, so he could not move.

"Oops!" Nie Tian's face changed, and her heart screamed, and the person who shot it could directly confine the space, which made him unprepared.

"Boom! Boom!" At this time, two terrible fists appeared in the void, like a beast that rushed wildly, and slammed into Nie Tian.

Nie Tian can feel it, and the strength of the person who shot is absolutely in the middle of the highest god. If these two fists hit him, he will die.

Nie Tian’s current highest level of force can barely compete with the ordinary Supreme God of the Middle Ages, but there are three high-definition warriors in the middle of the scene. He has no resistance at all.

"Who dares to hurt him!" Just between the moment of life and death, a fierce sound of a mad tyrant sounded, and then a sword was rushing to the sky, shrouded in the past.

"Ghost Wu!" Nie Tian trembled and saw a figure flying over, it was the ghost Wusha.

"Bang!" The sword was filled with air, and there was a loud roar in the air. The space that was imprisoned returned to normal, and then the sword became a shield and wrapped up Nie Tian.

"Hey! Hey!" The next moment, two fists in the air bombarded, and the impact on the sword shield, but it was directly broken, failed to cause any harm to Nie Tian.

The sudden scene, only in a moment, everyone still has some reaction.

"Nie Tian, ​​are you okay?" The ghostly sand figure came to Nie Tian and asked the latter.

"I'm fine, thank you Ghost Wu for shooting." Nie Tian exhaled a sigh of gas, a smile.

Since the ghosts and mad sands have been shot, the lurkers of Qianyulou are not afraid.

"A group of young people, all give me out!" Ghost Wu crazy sand determined that Nie Tian was not injured, rest assured a lot, then roared, the sound is like a thunder, resounding in the void, turned into a powerful sound, stirring.

In the next moment, three black warriors appeared in the void, all covered in black robes and could not see the face.

Nie Tian’s knowledge shrouded the past, and the heart could not help but be surprised. The strength of these three black warriors is stronger than he imagined.

Two of the black martial artists are the mid-term strength of the Supreme God, while the other one is the late Supreme Power.

Nie Tian guessed that the person who had forbidden time and space was the one who was the late God.

"Ghosts and sorcerers, who are the ghosts and martial arts people?" The black-haired man headed trembling, but still calm, a pair of Y cold scorpions staring at the ghosts and sands, sinking and opening.

"You are still a little knowledgeable." Ghost Wu sneer and sneered, his face scorned, cold channel: "Who are you?"

The strength of these three people is indeed very strong, but in front of the ghosts and sands, it is very scum.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were placed on the ghosts and mad sands. They did not think that this seemingly inconspicuous swordsman turned out to be a ghost martial artist, and his strength was so strong.

"The old mortal thousand feathers are abundant." The black martial artists were quietly opening, but they did not seem humble.

"Thousands of feathers are abundant." Ghost Wusha heard the name and couldn't help but smile. He said: "You are one of the five great masters of Qianyulou. No wonder the strength is so strong."

"Well?" Jiao Feng heard the ghost Wu mad sand mentioning the five major lords of Qian Yulou, and could not help but tremble. He obviously did not think that the ghost Wusha actually knew the five great masters of Qianyulou.

The five major deities of Qianyulou, the only one who knows the title of Qianyulou, knows that outsiders simply don’t know.

Jiaofeng is very strange. How can the ghost Wusha know the five masters of Qianyulou, and once he hears his name, he directly guesses his identity.

"Who is you?" Jiao Feng asked, and asked coldly.

"Ghost Wu crazy sand." Ghost Wu crazy cold mouth, said his name.

The cold voice fell, and everyone heard the name, his eyes trembled fiercely, his expression suddenly became stiff, and the shock in his heart was written on his face.