Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Nie Tian listened to the incomparable voice, his brow furrowed and his face was very ugly.

He can't see it, the giant python in front of him is definitely the fierce scorpio of Wan Ying.

The people in the Scorpio are the Scorpio Lord, and their strength is at least a semi-holy level.

If it is the strong peak of the gods, Nie Tian may have a battle, but the semi-sacred strong, the three can not resist.

"You are the fierce scorpion of Wan Ying?" Nie Tian took a deep breath, and the whole person calmed down and asked.

"The old man is the ancestor of Wan Ying!" The low voice came from the middle of the scorpion, and it rang through the void, with great power.

Nie Tian’s eyes trembled and it flashed a bit of heat.

He knew that it was the owner of the scorpio and the scorpio of the nine bones that were murdered by the murder of the scorpion!

In front of this Wanying ancestor, it is very likely that he has Wanmu Lingxin.

Maybe, Wanmu Lingxin is in this huge mouth!

Thinking of this, Nie Tian did not have a little fear, but had an excitement that was difficult to conceal.

"Oh." At this time, Wan Ying's ancestor laughed again, and seemed to be surprised. "Little devil, you are not afraid of me, it is a bit interesting."

"You are also a human being, but the strength is stronger, why should I be afraid of you." Nie Tian smiled lightly, thinking in his heart to delay the time.

At the same time, he gave a message to Feng Chi and asked: "Chang Chi, do you still have a seal scroll?"

After the closure, he replied: "When are my scrolls being Taobao goods? My seal scrolls are near holy level and can suppress the strength of the nearby holy warriors. This scroll, even Master Zhang Xuehao, must also For hundreds of years, I can make a successful refining. He can give me one, and I can already see my face."

Nie Tian brows his head and does not care about the madness of Feng Chi.

He originally thought that if there is a seal reel in Fengchi, as long as he can take the first step to use the reel on the body of Wan Ying, perhaps there is still a chance.

But now, Fengchi has no scrolls, everything is imaginary.

After the seal is used, it will take at least three months if you want to use it again.

Now, Nie Tian and others have already reached the point where they are running out of water.

"Little devil, you are very courageous, my ancestors like it." Wan Ying's ancestors were not angry with Nie Tian's provocative language, but instead laughed and said: "Little guy, which disciple are you?"

"Wanzhong Shanzong!" Nie Tian trembled and said aloud.

“Wanzhong Shanzong?” Wan Ying’s ancestors heard this name and could not help but blame. It seemed a little surprised.

"Wan Ying ancestors, Zizhu wolf seven adults and Mu Hongliu lord, let me say hello to you on their behalf." Nie Tian certainly knows why Wan Ying ancestors surprised, faint smile.

“Mu Hongliu?” Wan Ying’s ancestors heard the name and screamed again, and was surprised: “He is still alive?”

"Of course alive!" Nie Tian smiled coldly and said: "And Mu Hongliu adults are now the lords of Wanshan Shanzong. After a few days, he will personally come to Fengdu ghost town and say hello to you!"

"Little devil, are you threatening me?" Wan Ying's ancestors screamed fiercely, on the huge black scorpion, the yin raging, the yin in the space, suddenly became much stronger.

At that time, it was Wan’s ancestors and the nine-bone ancestors who joined forces and took away Wanmu’s heart from Mu Hongliu’s hand.

After so many years, Wan Ying’s ancestors thought that Mu Hongliu was dead, but did not expect that the latter not only did not die, but also became the sovereign of Wanshan.

In the original battle, Wan Ying’s ancestors are still fresh in memory.

The strength of Mu Hongliu really made him shocked. If he and his nine-legged ancestors joined forces, it would not be the opponent of Mu Hongliu.

So to be honest, his heart is really a bit jealous of Mu Hongliu.

"It's not a threat, it's just a truth." Nie Tian felt the horror of Wan Ying's ancestors and said with a smile.

In fact, he did not know whether Mu Hongliu would come to Fengdu ghost town.

The name of Mu Hongliu was mentioned just to stabilize Wan Ying’s ancestors.

"Oh." But at this time, Wan Ying's ancestor suddenly giggled and said: "What about Mu Hongliu's life? He is best not to come to Fengdu ghost town. Otherwise, this ancestor will definitely let He has come back!"

"Is it?" Nie Tian sneered and gestured.

"The little devil, now when the widow's widow is opened, the Fengdu ghost town is open to all the sects." Then, Wan Ying's ancestors spoke again and said: "But this does not mean that you are the seven masters of the sect. Say wild in the ghost town of Fengdu."

"You killed the corpse of the Thirteen, and this ancestor is killing you now, and it is also reasonable."

The icy sound fell, and the huge black scorpion suddenly swayed, and then a yin was released, and it was condensed into an yin hand in the air, and it was caught straight to Nie Tian.

"Be careful!" Fengchi and Huangfu screamed at the same time, and wanted to shoot, but they were shocked to find that their Yuanmai was suppressed by the yin and the power could not be released.

Nie Tian brows a wrinkle, the body rushing out of the power of the stars, condensed into the shield of the star soul outside the body.

"Oh!" But the moment the yin hand fell, the Shield of the Star Soul was directly broken.

The power of the semi-sacred strong is not the same as that of Nie Tian.

"Boom!" The next moment, a huge incomparable force fell, overwhelming, and fell heavily on Nie Tian's body.

For a moment, Nie Tian felt that his body was pressed by a big mountain, and his body suddenly trembled, as if he would fall next time.

But he did not fall, but stood up straight.

"Hey, little devil, you really have a bone!" Wan Ying's ancestors gave a crow's laughter and said coldly: "My ancestors have a hobby, and they like to see people with suffocation."

Said, the yin in the void suddenly increased, suddenly exerted on Nie Tian's body pressure, and instantly became bigger.

"Yeah!" Nie Tian snorted, the whole person trembled again, the mouth overflowed with blood, a face rose red, and the whole body shivered slightly, as if to burst.

But there is a belief in his heart: never squat!

He is a man of the top, and he will kneel down to people!

"Booming!" In his body, the boundary of the Yuan dynasty is running wildly, and the power of a strand of stars is released wildly, toughly resist the huge yin pressure.

"Nie Tian!" Feng Chi and Huangfu saw each other, their eyes trembled, both shocked and terrified.

They did not think that Nie Tian's martial arts, even tough to such a point, facing the pressure of the semi-sacred strong, still can straighten the backbone.

They boast that if the same pressure is exerted on them, they cannot resist.

The crowd below was also shocked and completely ignorant.

How can a high-ranking late warrior bear the pressure of a semi-sacred strongman?

Nie Tianwu, is it human? It’s just a monster! qL11

"Little devil, don't want to be embarrassed? My ancestors have to look at it, how long can you hold it!" Then, the voice of Wan Ying's ancestors sounded again, roaring, and the violent yin was released again in the giant clam.

Suddenly, the pressure on the top of Nie Tian’s head is even heavier!