Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Nie Tian saw the evil eyes again, his face could not help but change, his expression was shocked. E1xiaoshuo

At this time, he suddenly felt the extreme demon of the face, and even had the induction, suddenly became very burning.

Immediately, the extreme demon print began to sag downwards, like a sharp blade, so that a blood mark appeared on Nie Tian's face.

Then, the blood marks became deeper and deeper, and the blood immediately flowed out, dyeing the half face of Nie Tian.

"What happened?" Nie Tianqiang endured severe pain and frowned.

"Nie Tian, ​​are you okay?" Hua Yiru couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw Nie Tian's face bloody.

He didn't know what the Great Devil was, but he felt a huge and dark force in the Devil's Seal, which was terrible.

Others reacted and looked at Nie Tian, ​​and they looked terrified.

"I don't know." Nie Tian shook his head, and he knew nothing about the demon.

"Well!" And at this time, the scream of the little fat cat sounded, and suddenly said: "There is some kind of terrible feeling between the extreme demon and the chilly blood. If the chilly blood is turned on, the pole The power of the magical ink will be released instantly."

How powerful is the magical print, and the little fat cat knows it.

Even if there is only one demon in the face of Nie Tian, ​​the power of this seal is released, not only can Nie Tian be unable to bear it, but all the people present must be accompanied by the funeral!

"Nie Tian, ​​you must stop the guy, the cold blood can never open!" Little fat cat nervous, said sinking.

"I know." Nie Tian promised, the pain in his face spread throughout the body, and his face became distorted.

He certainly wants to stop the wing ink, but he is not even close to the wing ink now, how to stop it?

"This ban only exists on the Taoist platform. You must find a way to go to the platform." The voice of the little fat cat sounded again, and said in a hurry.

But at this time, he has no way.

Because the prohibition in the altar is too strong, it takes at least several months to break the prohibition.

Now, Wing Mo is about to open the cold blood.

"Nie Tian, ​​I will send you to the altar of the altar!" At this time, Hua Yiru suddenly spoke up. Above his palm, there was a black fist-sized black thing that looked like a round stone. But the outside is covered with black runes, and it releases a very dark atmosphere, which is extremely weird.

"What is this?" Nie Tianqiang suffered from severe pain, and asked quietly.

"This is the **** seed that was born in the melting pot of hell. It contains the purest power of hell. This force is enough to resist the ban on the altar of the cold." Hua Yi said with a deep mouth and a hot eyes.

Nie Tian’s eyes trembled, and he did not expect that there was such a terrible thing in the melting pot of hell.

The altar of the cold is the ancestor of the Han dynasty, and the power of the ban is extremely strong.

It is terrible that Hell seeds can fight against the altar.

Nie Tian looked at Hua Yiru and didn't know what to do next.

He can feel that there is a very terrifying force in the seeds of hell.

Hua Yiru will not let him directly swallow the seeds of hell!

"Everyone listens, the seeds of **** must absorb the power of the blood, in order to grow up, now please inject the power of blood into the seeds of hell, help Nie Tian board the road!" At this time, Hua Yiru looked at other people Said loudly.

"This" other people heard his words, could not help but face a stiff, apparently not very willing.

Obviously, everyone does not believe in Hua Yiru’s words.

How can there be such a miraculous seed in the world that it must absorb the power of the blood to grow up.

Some people even think that the seeds of **** that Hua Yiru took out are a trap to absorb the power of their blood.

"I will come first!" And at this time, a voice sounded, and then a warrior stood up, not someone else, it was Feng Chi.

Nie Tian looked at Feng Chi and nodded slightly.

Fengchi also nodded, and immediately released the power of the blood, poured into the seeds of hell.

At this moment, a magical scene was born.

The "hey" **** seed suddenly broke open and a shoot appeared.

"This" everyone saw this scene, his eyes trembled and his expression was stagnant.

Hell seeds turned out to be so magical, and after absorbing the power of the blood, they broke the buds.

Immediately, the little sprout began to grow up, and instantly grew into a small sapling of about half a meter.

But the little sapling is not green, but black, with a black rune on it, which is actually the breath of hell.

However, the power of Feng Chi's blood is obviously limited, and only the seeds of Hell can grow to about half a meter.

"I am coming!" Then, Qin Zhengy stood up and directly released the power of the blood and injected it into the tree of hell.

"咔咔咔" immediately, the tree of **** grows with a degree of visible to the naked eye, but it only stops when it grows to a meter or so.

"I am coming, I am coming," other people saw it. Although there were doubts in their hearts, they did not care much. They shot and released the power of the blood and injected them into the tree of hell.

The tree of **** got nutrients and suddenly began to grow wild.

Five meters.

Ten meters.

Fifty meters.

One hundred meters.

One kilometer.

Just a blink of an eye, the tree of **** has grown into a giant tree of several kilometers.

Moreover, the tree of **** is still growing up and growing towards the altar of the altar.

And as the tree of **** continued to grow, everyone felt the power of oppression.

Everyone has stepped back and looked at the tree of **** with horror.

The only person who can be close to the tree of **** is Nie Tian and Hua Yiru. Ql11

At the same time, the chilling blood among the seeds of the sacred world began to slowly unblock, and an extremely cold gust of air was released from the seeds of the sacred world and spread among the altars.

This is the ultimate cold iceprint of the seal of the cold blood, if the cold blood volume is opened, the force of the extreme cold ice is released, and everyone in the altar will become ice **** in an instant.

Nie Tian’s face is extremely horrible, and the wound on his face has reached a point of profound insight.

Nie Tianqiang suffered from severe pain and looked at the tree of **** in a burning look.

Soon, the tree of **** finally touched the altar of the altar.

"Nie Tian, ​​go to the road!" Hua Yi blinked like a look, watching Nie Tian said.

"Yeah." Nie Tianzhong focused on the head, did not hesitate, stepped out directly, stepped on the tree of hell.

And as he set foot on the tree of hell, he suddenly felt the power of the ban in the space disappeared.

As soon as Hua is right, the power of the tree of **** is sure to resist the altar ban.

Immediately, Nie Tian jumped up and went to the sky.

Soon, he came to the edge of the road.

At this moment, Nie Tian felt a huge force of prohibition and oppression.

However, this ban was directly suppressed at the moment of the tree near Hell.

Nie Tianshen took a deep breath, and if there is no tree of hell, he will never be on the road.

"Nie Tian, ​​why do you want to obsess?" And at this time, Wing Mo suddenly turned, a pair of cold eyes like cold, staring at Nie Tian's body, Sen Han opened!

"Wing ink, the person who obsessed with you is you!" Nie Tian responded coldly, and the figure moved directly on the road.