Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Just as Nie Tian was about to leave, there was a figure behind him.

This figure is not someone else, it is the ancestor of the Nangong family, the South Palace is desperate!

Nie Tian screamed like a murder, screaming out the name of Nangong’s desperate word, words like killing!

He was already ready to leave, and the South Palace was desperate, and it appeared at this time!

"Nie's kid, you really appeared." Nangong desperately had a pair of old eyes with a cold face, Sen Han Ling, chilling.

His whole body ran a terrible purple thunder, violent, like a purple mad snake, shrouded his whole person, like a purple thunder god.

"Nangong is desperate, despicable villain!" Nie Tian's throat rolled, angry and violent, the whole body's body was shaking, his eyes were red and bloody, and he wished that the Nangong would be swallowed up.

Originally, Hua Yiru and Nangong were desperately agreed. Within three months, the Nangong family was not allowed to work on Nie.

However, Nangong’s desperate attempt to say nothing but to believe in the Nie family. Ql11

"Despicable?" Nangong was so cold and smiled, his eyes were extremely contemptuous, as if this word was not abusive to him, but praise.

He twitched his mouth and said, "You said that I am mean, because your strength is not as good as mine. Now, even if you come back, you can't change anything, you can only lose a life in vain."

"Is it?" Nie Tian sneered, his whole body was fierce, and his sword was mad, like a sword with the same handle, standing in the void.

"Hmmm?" Nangong desperately felt the momentum of Nie Tian, ​​could not help but look at it, it was difficult to conceal his heart, he apparently did not think that in just three months, Nie Tian has grown to the strength of the first-order semi-sacred.

And three months ago, Nie Tianlian did not reach the peak of the gods.

Ordinary warriors are promoted from the peak of the gods to the half-life, even if the talents are enchanting, it will take decades or even hundreds of years.

Nie Tian, ​​however, only took a few months to break through to the semi-holy.

Such a terrible promotion is a crowning experience.

Nangong has lived for hundreds of thousands of years and has seen countless geniuses, but no one can compare with Nie Tian.

The heart was shocked by Nie Tian’s amazing talent, but Nangong’s desperate moment calmed down, and his eyes filled with cold and murderous murder. He said: “Nie Tian, ​​three months are gone, the horror of your strength promotion, let I am amazing."

"I have to say that you are indeed a terrible genius, but unfortunately, the opponent you met was me."

"With my current strength, whether you are a first-order half-sacred or a nine-order half-sacred, in my opinion, there is no difference."

The plain voice is very mad.

Obviously, Nangong’s desperation did not put Nie Tian in his eyes.

In his eyes, Nie Tian is a sacred warrior or a half-sacred warrior. It doesn't matter. The end is the same, and he is killed by a stroke.

At this time, the Nangong is desperate, and it is already a fourth-order near-sacred cultivation. It is a simple and freehand thing to kill a first-order half-san.

More importantly, the South Palace is still a terrible killer!

"Is it?" Nie Tian smiled coldly, without any fear in his eyes, only the most fierce murder.

"Kid, you only have a chance to cherish it." Nangong sneaked a smile and said coldly.

When the voice fell, the force of his purple thunder was even more violent, and the momentum of the sky was so vast that it spread the space of tens of thousands of meters in the surrounding space, and it became a purple Thunder giant net.

"Kill!" Nie Tian saw this scene, but did not fear at all, directly snorted, the whole body of the sword instantly burst out, Jianmang shot tens of thousands of meters, the stars of the sky smashed out.

"嗡-!" Above the sky, a clear and agitation of the sound of the sword rang, moving through the nine, suddenly sharp swords, as if to tear the world.

"Boom!" The next moment, the crazy sword shadow appeared, even over 10,000 meters of giant, roaring in the air, like a terrible dragon.

Above the sword shadow, burning chaotic flames, the terrible magical spirits stirred, like the glory of the stars when they fell.

This sword, Nie Tian used the starry sky to limit the third limit of the sky, and the use of the magic sword, and then the power of the flame of chaos, has been his martial strength, urging to the extreme!

The power of this sword is even the usual nine-order and half-sacred. If confronted positively, I am afraid it will be directly killed.

"Just like this?" In the face of Nie Tian's dedication to the sword, Nangong was a faint smile, his eyes were very cold, and the figure stood there, not moving.

"Boom! Hehe..." The next moment, the terrible sword shadow fell, bombarded on the Thunder giant net, the power of those purple thunder was instantly stimulated, a purple thunder bombarded on the sword shadow, actually born The sword shadow was shattered.

From the beginning to the end, the deadly figure of Nangong has not been moved, it is like a mountain, and it is boundless.

Nie Tian’s talent is amazing, but his strength is too weak.

The first-order semi-sacred pair is on the fourth-order near-holy. This kind of difference between the clouds and the mud is not something that can be compensated for.

"Damn!" Nie Tian stabilized his body shape, snorted and his eyes were murderous.

His forehead was full of cold sweat, and his face was markedly pale.

"God devil, the old man has to admit, you are indeed a genius of horror." Nangong desperately looked at Nie Tian, ​​his mouth twitching, his eyes rushing with the meaning of joking, cold and cold smile: "just in In the face of absolute strength, the enchanting talent is useless."

"Now, it’s the turn of the old man to take the shot, and with just one stroke, you can kill you directly."

"Kid, see clearly, the old man will use the power of your Nie family to slaughter you!"

After that, the South Palace’s desperate body trembled, and the thunder giant network of the whole body disappeared directly.

Immediately, outside his body, there was a golden glow, dazzling and shining, shining between the heavens and the earth.

"This is..." Nie Tian looked at the Nangong desperately, his eyes suddenly stagnate, and he spit out four words: "The power of forbidding God!"

That's right, the power that the Nangong desperately showed at this time is the power of forbidding God!

Nie Tian never imagined that Nangong could use the power of forbidden gods.

"Kid, do you want to know where the power of the old man's forbidden spirit comes from?" Nangong desperately saw Nie Tian's face horrified, more mad, and said coldly: "Tell you, the old man's power to ban, It’s from your grandfather, Fengyun’s lord Nie Dao!”

The power of the prohibition of the South Palace is actually from Nie Dao!

More than three months ago, Nangong desperately defrauded the power of the gods from Nie Dao.

During this time, he was in the process of integrating the power of the ban, so it has not appeared.

Just now, he ended up with the power of the ban.

Now, he is going to use the power of forbidden gods to slaughter Nie Tian!

With the power of Nie's blood, killing the most enchanting warrior of Nie, this makes Nangong desperately have a perverted satisfaction.

"Wang-eight-egg!" Nie Tian's eyes trembled, and then a squeaking voice sounded like a wild beast.

"Death." However, at this time, the South Palace was sneer, but then the figure moved.