Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Extremely killing the konjac open your eyes?" Nie Tian stunned and looked at the flames of Jiufeng.

He originally thought that the soul of the soul was to merge the hand of the darkness, but did not expect that the latter actually used the power of the hand of the darkness to open his eyes to the murder of the konjac.

However, he didn't understand too much. It really meant to kill the konjac.

"Quickly stop him. Once the seven killings of the konjac open their eyes, we will all die!" The flames of Jiufeng did not explain too much with Nie Tian, ​​but directly screamed and looked very nervous.

"You want to stop me now, is it possible?" The shadow of the soul was shrouded in the hands of the dark, a pair of killings like the abyss of killing, and Han Han stared at Nie Tian and others.

"The deity understands." At this time, the voice of the little fat cat slammed and shouted excitedly.

Nie Tian took a moment and didn't know what the little fat cat understood.

"The reason why the hand of the darkness becomes violent is that it is affected by the murder of the konjac!" Then, the little fat cat screamed out. Q11

Nie Tian’s face was stiff and her heart was speechless.

He can also see that the violent violent hand is related to the murder of the konjac.

So obvious, is the little fat cat so excited?

But the next moment, Nie Tian's face changed, revealing the fear of concealing.

Because he suddenly remembered, the little fat cat said that there is very little power to influence the power of the source.

Since the killing of the konjac can have an impact on the murder of the konjac, it means that the murder is very powerful.

"Nie Tian, ​​must not let the spirit of the soul to open the konjac!" Little fat cat screamed, the voice is very flustered.

Nie Tian reacted, focused on the head, and then the figure moved, the whole body released a violent sword, and the stars and swords screamed out.

At the same moment, the flames of Jiufeng also shot.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two heroic attacks, at the same time, like two mad dragons, smashed the past with a fierce soul.

"Wings ink, stop them!" Surely, but not hurried, but faint.

Immediately, a figure suddenly appeared, and a palm was shot, and the palms were boundless, like a landslide and tsunami.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

The two muffled sounds sounded almost simultaneously, and the two attacks were stopped at the same time, and the figure of Nie Tian and the flames of Jiu Feng was forced to retreat.

"How is it possible?" Nie Tian and the flames of Jiu Feng stabilized their body shape and stunned at the same time.

The strength of the two of them, although not yet able to compete with the peak of the gods, but far stronger than the average of the highest gods.

Especially after the two joined forces, the strength is strong and incredible.

But it is really strange that the person who suddenly appeared can easily block both of them and push them back.

Nie Tian looked at the man, and his heart was very strange.

The man's looks are a bit strange, very graceful, handsome, but unfortunately only the height of a 10-year-old child.

And his breath is very strange, obviously not very strong, the strength is only the late God, but it can easily block the joint efforts of Nie Tian and the flames of Jiu Feng.

"Who are you?" The flames of Jiu Feng stared coldly at the person in front of him, coldly opening.

"Wing ink." The man responded coldly and said his name.

But his eyes are low and water, releasing an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

"You are a cold-winged person!" The flames of Jiufeng looked at the wing ink, his eyes suddenly condensed, and there was an horror in his expression.

"Han 煞 alien?" Nie Tian stunned, this is a completely strange name for him.

"I didn't expect to know the existence of the Han dynasty wing." The corner of the wing ink mouth twitched abruptly, and the blunt face outlined a smile, but it looked very bitter.

"Wings ink?" At this time, Yang Qi suddenly screamed, finally remembered the name of the wing ink, exclaimed: "You are the second strongest in the dark sea nine demon, feather demon wing ink!"

"There were people who knew my name. I thought you only knew the feather demon." Wing ink smiled coldly and his eyes swept over Yang Qi's body. The latter immediately felt a cold deep into the bone marrow.

The name of wing ink, in the dark sea black prison, is very strange to many people.

But the name of the feather demon is well known.

In the original dark sea nine demon, there is no name of wing ink.

But suddenly one day, the wing ink appeared, with a pair of chilling demon wings, losing eight of the nine demon, directly promoted to the second place of the nine demon.

Since then, the name of the feather demon has spread throughout the dark sea black prison.

He had the opportunity to challenge the spirit of the nine demon, but did not do so, but joined the first main city, became a close-fighting bodyguard.

There is a rumor in the dark sea black prison, it is said that the strength of wing ink is stronger than the soul.

No one knows why Wing Mo does not challenge the soul, but joins the first main city and becomes a guard of the latter.

But even so, the name of the feather demon is also the great existence of the dark sea black prison.

"Wings ink, don't give them nonsense, kill them!" At this time, the spirit of the soul snorted, let the wing ink directly kill Nie Tian and the flames Jiufeng.

The wing ink slightly frowned, and then the eyes became cold as ice.

At this time, dozens of hunters behind the wing ink, the figure moved at the same time, dozens of attacks appeared at the same time, and attacked Nie Tian and the flames of Jiufeng.

"Is it by you?" The flames of the nine fronts roared, and the whole body surged into the power of the golden scorpion. The surrounding space suddenly became hot and instantly became a melting pot.

"Boom!" The next moment, the flames of Jiufeng body shocked, the sky was shining, like a stormy wild wave, rolling out, blocking dozens of attacks, and forcing dozens of hunters, the figure retreated.

Nie Tian saw the situation, seized the opportunity, a sword smashed out, directly turned out dozens of swords, swords and swords, hit dozens of hunters.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Immediately, countless muffled sounds sounded, and then there was a scream of crying and shouting.

Dozens of hunters, completely vulnerable, can not stop the joint efforts of Nie Tian and the flames of Jiu Feng.

"Wings ink, what are you waiting for, kill them quickly!" Supreme soul saw this scene, could not help but become nervous, shouted.

He is absorbing the power of the Dark Hand at this moment, and is in the critical stage of opening the murderous konjac, of course, can not be disturbed.

"Severe soul, don't forget what you said!" Wings brows slightly concealed, cold and low, and then two cold, spurting out the cold mans.

At this moment, Nie Tian felt that the breath of the whole body of the wing ink had changed, as if it had become like an ice cave in an instant, revealing the extreme coldness of the dragon.

"Boom! Boom!" The next moment, the wing of the body of the body shocked, a pair of black wings appeared behind, after the wings spread, up to 100 meters.

The pair of wings, very weird, seems to be condensed by some kind of terrible black chill. After a slight tremor, the chill in the space directly doubles.

"This is" when the flames of Jiufeng saw the wings behind the wing ink, their eyes suddenly trembled and they were shocked. This said: "The cold wing of the Han dynasty!"