Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Chilling demon wing, it is really a cold demon wing!" Almost at the same time as the flames of Jiu Feng's voice fell, the scream of the little fat cat also rang.

The little fat cat's look was terrified, with a hint of panic in his voice.

He did not expect that he would be here, meet a cold-winged person.

I did not even think that this cold-winged person has actually grown a cold wing!

"Chilling wings?" Nie Tian stunned, looking at the black wings behind the wing ink, feeling the coldness of the wings, the heart could not help but tighten.

The coldness of the cold demon wing was terrible, and he even had a sense of cold that penetrated the bone marrow. Even the body's veins were slightly suppressed and the operation was blocked.

Since the chilling demon wings can make the little fat cat and the flames Jiu Feng so shocked, there must be its terrible.

"Do you feel fear?" Wing Mou glided over Nie Tian and the flames of Jiu Feng, and the corners of his mouth twitched, cold and cold.

Immediately, he did not hesitate, and the cold and demon wings suddenly trembled, and the figure instantly moved, like a black lightning, and came to Nie Tian and the flames of Jiufeng.

Nie Tian and Li Yan Jiu Feng both responded quickly.

But everything is born in a blink of an eye.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Just before the two men did not resist, the sound of the two flesh was split.

Nie Tian and Li Yan Jiu Feng figure retreat at the same time. After standing again, it was actually now, and there was a **** mouth in the chest. The blood flowed like a spring, and the body was red.

At this time, Nie Tian and the flames of Jiu Feng, one person kept the posture of the sword, one person raised his palm and did not shoot.

"Okay, how fast!" The flames of Jiu Feng’s eyes suddenly condensed, and the voice was a little trembling. The upper and lower teeth were fighting.

The degree of wing ink is too fast, and it is astonishing.

Nie Tian brows a wrinkle and suddenly calms down.

He saw that the wing of the wing of the cold-winged wings of the winged ink was still dripping with blood, which was caused by the blood on his chest and the flames of Jiu Feng.

"What hurts us is the pair of cold wings behind him!" Nie Tian said in a heart, sinking.

He is really shocking, because the degree of wing ink, he expected too much.

As far as the degree of simplicity is concerned, among all the people encountered by Nie Tian, ​​only the peerless genius of the blast family is small and can compete with the wing ink.

Of course, Jun Aoqing, a enchanting arbitrarily able to travel through time and space, is not counted.

"You dare to hurt the Emperor of the Emperor, look for death!" At this time, a violent roar rang out, and a figure rushed over, and the body was full of terrible purple thunder.

The person who suddenly shot, not someone else, is Nangong.

At this time, Nangong Temple, in order to have excellent performance in front of the flames of Jiufeng, released all the purple thunder and nine powers in the body.

Beyond his body, nine purple thunders, like nine purple long snakes, are rolling and stirring.

In the face of the fatal blow of Nangong, the wing ink is not at all concerned.

He didn't even have a glimpse of Nangong's interest in his eyes. The back wings swayed directly, and then a chilling rush came out.

The next moment, a strange scene was born.

At the moment when "Bangkor Kazakh" chills and the power of the purple thunder collide, a roaring sound falls, and even a crisp icing sound.

After the chilling air passed, nine purple thunders were frozen directly!

The scene of "this" suddenly happened, so that Yang Qi and others had sucked a sigh of relief, and they were speechless.

Nie Tian and the flames of Jiu Feng saw the situation, but they were terrified, and they took a cold breath.

Nangong Temple is a warrior who combines the power of the source of the Thunder. The purple thunder that he released is the source of the thunder.

The chilling air of the wing ink can actually freeze the purple thunder and scream.

This is really terrible!

The picture at this time was very strange. The purple thunder of the Nangong Temple was frozen, and the whole person was frozen in the space.

The chill of the wing ink is really horrible, and it can freeze the purple thunder and nine whistle in an instant!

"Death!" Immediately, the corners of the wings of the wings twitched, and the cold wings opened. The back wings again released a cold air, and shrouded directly toward the Nangong Temple.

This cold, extremely fierce, is more terrible than the sword and sword, like a sharp blade, cut straight.

There is no doubt that if the cold falls, Nangong will be cut directly into two halves.

For a moment, Nangong 凛 felt the most true death atmosphere, two eyes kept rolling, the whole body's blood went backwards, but even the cold sweat could not flow.

He didn't have the power to fight back, just like the fish on the cutting board.

"Danger!" At this moment, a clear voice sounded, and then a sword appeared.

"嗡! Boom! 哗啦啦" The moment the sword shadow fell, the frozen space of Nangong’s body was shocked and crashed.

At the same time, the body of Nangong Temple was pushed a few meters away.

"Hey!" The next moment, the enthusiasm of the cold came, sticking to the cheek of Nangong.

Nan Gongyi felt a cold rush, and his half face was frozen directly without any consciousness.

He subconsciously touched the frozen face, and the half face was like an ice cube.

Half of the face of Nangong, it fell directly!

Me, my face! Nangong stunned, and then reacted and screamed.

He is the supreme warrior of the Supreme God, and the body is integrated with the purple thunder and nine whistle. The martial arts are far stronger than the same level of warriors.

His blood is so strong that he was directly frozen when he was brushed by the cold air. Q11

This shows the horror of the cold air.

"Time and space swordsman?" On the other side, the wing ink suddenly looked up and looked at the man who shot, the brow slightly wrinkled.

He apparently did not expect that he would encounter a sword of time and space.

The person who saved the Nangong Temple in a critical moment is not someone else, it is Jun Aoqing.

Fortunately, Jun Aoqing shot in time, if it is slower, Nangong will inevitably become a piece of ice, and the ground will collapse.

Everything was born in a blink of an eye, Nie Tian and the flames of Jiu Feng two, turned and saw this scene, the look is a little sluggish.

"One sword, flow shadow!" At this time, Jun Ao Qing coldly opened, then the figure moved, flashing in the air, leaving a virtual shadow.

"Proudly, be careful!" Nie Tianshuang suddenly trembled and shouted.

Jun Aoqing shot, but Nie Tian has an ominous premonition.

But he wants to stop at this time, but it is too late.

"The sword of time and space is in front of me, nothing!" At the same moment, the wing ink sneered, and the wings behind it suddenly exploded, and even doubled in an instant.

"Kat! Ka! Ka!" The next moment, his body space was directly frozen.

Then, the figure of Jun Aoqing appeared again, but it was not yet shot, and it felt the cold force in the void, and the space suddenly stagnate, and her figure was still at rest.

Jun Aoqing, also directly frozen!