Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Nie Tian figured down and stood on the altar of the altar. One pair of eyes was extremely low and looked coldly at the ink. Eww wㄟ1xiaoshuo

At the moment when his figure fell, the tree of **** began to shrink, just a blink of an eye, once again changed back to a **** seed.

Hua Yiru took up the seeds of hell, and his mouth showed a strange smile.

The eyes of everyone are all concentrated on Nie Tian at this time, no one cares about China.

Countless eyes stared at Nie Tian, ​​and then Nie Tian can stop the wing ink, which is related to the life and death of all.

"Wing ink, you give up. The method of cold blood can be used to open, not necessarily to sacrifice so many people." Nie Tian looked at the wing ink, sinking and opening.

"At this point, do you think I might give up?" The wing ink sinks and opens, and then the figure falls and comes to the road.

Now that he has reached the most critical moment when the **** scroll is open, he will never allow Nie Tian to be close to the holy seed!

"Wings ink, do we have to fight a battle between us?" Nie Tian's face is deeper in blood, but he still does not want to completely break with the wing ink.

"Don't talk nonsense. You have your principles, I have my insistence." Wing ink eyes like killing, sinking and said: "Get it!"

"Boom! Boom!" The voice fell, and the body of the winged ink trembled. Then there were two pairs of black wings behind it. After the expansion, there were hundreds of meters.

Just as the two pairs of black wings appeared, the chill in the space doubled instantly, as if the space had to be frozen in an instant.

"Chilling demon wings!" Nie Tian looked at the black wings behind the wing ink, could not help but look at it.

Of course, he recognized the chilling wing of the Han dynasty. When he first met with Wing Mo, he saw the power of the chilling wing.

Moreover, the second pair of chilling wings of Wing Mo, still with the help of Nie Tian, ​​came out smoothly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he had to fight with Wing Mo.

The strength of Wing Mo at this time is already a first-order near holy, just like Nie Tian. Ql11

But with two pairs of chilling wings, his fighting power is far from the same level.

"Kill!" The next moment, the wing ink snorted, two pairs of chilling demon wings at the same time in the void, suddenly countless cold and sharp edges appeared, like the rain of the sky, toward Nie Tian.

"Swords and Eight Barrens!" Nie Tian eyes condensed, snoring, and then the stars screamed out, the sword shadow whistling out, directly smashed the cold blade, and forced the wing ink back hundreds of meters .

"Nie Tian, ​​it seems that I have looked down on you." Wing ink stabilized his body, his eyes showed fierce meaning, his eyes were like a kill.

He did not think that Nie Tian’s combat power was so strong that he was no longer under him.

"Wing ink, now it's still too late to get it, don't make a mistake again." Nie Tian frowned, snorted, and then looked at the sacred seeds in the sky.

Among the seeds of the Holy Land, a holy force is constantly pouring into the blood of the cold, and the ice mark is slowly being opened.

However, Nie Tian noticed that the cold blood volume has not been able to open completely, it seems to be worse.

"For the tribes, do I have a mistake?" Wing ink whispered, the figure jumped directly, the two pairs of cold wings suddenly collapsed in the air, two terrible ice cones appeared, piercing the void, the singular, to Nie The sky is coming.

"Boom!" Nie Tian brows a wrinkle, a sword screams out, the sword shadow blocks two ice cones.

Although Wing Mo was fierce like a killer, Nie Tian felt that he still kept his hand.

Wing ink only wants to delay Nie Tian at this time, and does not want to kill him.

But at this time, Nie Tian's face is extremely scary, and an extremely dark mad force hits his body, seeming to tear his body.

"Nie Tian, ​​you have no time, kill him!" At this time, the sound of the little fat cat sounded, and hurriedly shouted.

If you drag it down again, it will be awkward to open the blood.

"Wings ink, I am sorry." Nie Tian's eyes trembled slightly, and then the whole body was raging, and the swordsmanship was violent to the extreme, and it was extremely extreme.

"Nie Tian, ​​this is what you forced me!" Wing Mo felt the strength of Nie Tian, ​​his eyes suddenly sinking, snoring, and the coldness of the whole body suddenly rose.

Sure enough, he did not use all his strength, but was delaying Nie Tian.

At this moment, the two must go all out.

Because of them, there is no retreat!

The eyes of the people below trembled, and they didn’t dare to swear at all, for fear of missing the most exciting scene.

"Chilling, demon kill!" At this time, the wing ink slammed, two pairs of chilling demon wings in the air, suddenly a group of chills appeared, whistling out, and attacked Nie Tian.

The whirlpool of the "Takakkar" group suddenly burst open in the air, and the horrible chilling force exploded, and the surrounding space was instantly frozen.

The next moment, the terrible chilling temper, to Nie Tian, ​​was terrible.

"Sacred revolt, the sword swallows the moon!" Nie Tian saw the situation, did not dare to care, a sword screamed out, the whole body of the sword intentions gathered in a moment, a sword shadow rushed out, the momentum is soaring.

"砰砰砰" immediately, the sword shadow is like a mad dragon, where it passes, the frozen space is directly broken.

"Well?" Wing Mo saw this scene, could not help but tremble, his expression was terrified.

He never imagined that Nie Tian’s combat power was terrified to this point.

He and Nie Tian are the same repairs, but he has two pairs of chilling wings, and in the altar of the cold, his strength has improved greatly.

But even so, he is still not the opponent of Nie Tian!

"Hey!" The next moment, the power of the sword shadow burst out, the group of chills and whirlpools were directly swallowed, and the figure of the wing ink flew out, falling heavily on the platform, and the figure flew back.

However, in the next moment, the wing of the wing ink shocked, and the figure was stabilized.

Nie Tian’s sword is still in love.

If he goes all out, Wing Mo is already a dead body at this time.

Nie Tian glanced at the winged ink, and then the figure moved and flew past the seeds of the Holy Land.

"Don't!" Winged ink stunned and screamed, then the figure skyrocketed and rushed to Nie Tian.

He will never allow Nie Tian to destroy the opening of the **** scroll!

Nie Tian was very fast and was close to the sacred seed.

But when he was only a hundred meters away from the sacred world, he suddenly felt that his devil's eye seemed to be blasted.

The severe pain that broke into him made him stagnate and almost lost control.

At the same moment, the figure of Wing Mo came and saw that Nie Tian suddenly stopped, but also could not help but see.

"Boom!" But at this time, the sacred seed suddenly slammed, and then a force burst out, actually condensed into a giant hand in the air.

"Well?" Nie Tian saw the giant hand, could not help but look at it, shocked.

This giant hand, it was before they saw the giant hand at the entrance of the huge cave!

"The juniors of the chilling wing family, this seat needs your blood, can really open it!" And in the next moment, the evil eye appeared again on the chilly blood, and a low-pitched voice sounded in the void.

"Boom!" Immediately, the giant hand banged out and grabbed the past straight toward the wing ink!

The opening of the chilly blood volume not only absorbs the power of the sacred seed, but also requires the blood sacrifice of the people of the Han dynasty!

At this time, the **** blood is to use the wing ink to sacrifice!