Heavenly Monarch of All Times

In the end of the day, all the power in the body was absorbed by the burial world, and the body of the martial arts dissipated.

But in the place where his figure disappeared, there was a group of rune whirlpools, and the atmosphere was infinitely mysterious.

"Well?" Nie Tian noticed the rune whirlpool, feeling the mysterious atmosphere, and could not help but tremble.

"Tiandao shackles!" At the same time, the sound of the little fat cat sounded, screaming, and the sound was actually a surprise.

That's right, that group of rune vortexes is the nine heavenly shackles in the end of the world!

It is these nine heavenly shackles that seal the strength of the end of the world.

If it is not because of the existence of the shackles of the heavens, the burial of Shura in the state of the remnant, it is impossible to forcibly absorb the power of the end of the world.

However, at this time, the burial Shura looked at the Tiandao shackles, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he didn't care too much, but he immediately locked his eyes on Nie Tian's body and smiled coldly: "Boy, it's up to you."

The sound is extremely cold and reveals the silence.

He hated Nie Tian, ​​and he hated it.

When the blood was unsealed, he could have been free, and he could even get the blood power of the Han dynasty.

But because Nie Tian, ​​all because of Nie Tian, ​​not only made him unable to get free, but even ruined his martial arts, and made him become the current state of remnant.

He lurks in the rebellion of the gods, for this moment, revenge!

"Are the souls in the district, will I be afraid of you?" Nie Tianzhen settled down and sneered.

He turned to look at the snow in the air, the latter has woke up, the breath is slowly recovering, but she has lost too much blood, and her face is pale.

Cher looked at Nie Tian and glanced slightly, then put his gaze on the shackles of Tiandao.

The breath of Tiandao shackles made her feel very familiar, and the heavenly heart of her body seemed to sense the breath of Tiandao shackles, resonating and becoming active.

At this moment, Cher immediately understood that Tiandao shackles are the power from the heavenly heart!

"The kid, the soul of the deity does have no power. But the evil eye of the burial world is definitely not something you can fight against!" The burial world Shura body took a step forward, a pair of eyes like the abyss, staring at Nie Tian with indifference .

His soul body did not kill Nie Tian's ability, but he had a sinister evil eye, which is enough.

Nie Tian's eyes are slightly condensed, his face is very unsightly.

He can feel the horror of the evil eye of the burial world. It is only the evil shadow of the burial world that he can't cope with.

"Kids, before you die, leave your last words." The burial Shura sneered, and then the burial world was moving, like a wild beast, and the surrounding voids trembled fiercely.

Nie Tian’s eyes trembled, and the whole body of the sword rushed out, and the sword was in full swing.

Even if he knows that he is not, he must fight to the end.

"Boom!" The next moment, the figure of the ecstasy of the burial world came, and the burial evil of the whole body broke out, like a stormy wave, rolling toward Nietian.

At this moment, Nie Tian felt a sense of oppression that was almost suffocating.

"Sacred revolt, the sword swallows the moon!" He whispered, gathered the whole body of the sword, a sword smashed out, the horrible sword shadow like a mountain, rolling out.

"Booming! Hehe..." In a flash, the sword shadow fell, and the bombardment was above the violent sin, but it was a stagnation in the air, and then it was a little bit torn by the terrible evil.

"Oh!" It was just a blink of an eye. The sword shadow finally could not support it. It suddenly trembled in the air and completely collapsed.

"Hey!" Immediately, the power of the cult of the cult was as the tide surged, and a muffled sound was heard immediately in the air. Nie Tian’s figure flew straight out. qL11

"Nie Tian!" At this time, a screaming sounded, a figure flew out, and Nie Tian took it, it was the wing ink.

With the end of the tragic death, the end of the enchantment has long been gone, and even the end of the day swallowed the army, disappeared without a trace.

"Nie Tian, ​​are you okay?" Wing Mo helped Nie Tian, ​​and saw that the latter was pale and scary, and his breath was mad and nervous.

"I'm fine." Nie Tian Kankan stood and felt that the power of the martial arts began to weaken.

After all, the **** of revenge has just awakened, and the strength is not strong. Obviously, it is impossible to let Nie Tian maintain the demon body for a long time.

To make matters worse, as the demon body slowly weakens, Nie Tian feels that the blood, bones, and meridians in the body are fading and decaying.

His current strength, originally not enough to awaken the devil of the gods, is that he forced the martial arts with force and awakened the devil.

While giving him powerful power, the demon body also caused great impact and oppression on his martial arts, exhausting his vitality and letting his martial art rapidly age.

At this time, once Nie Tian’s power is unable to maintain the state of the demon body, his martial art will be directly ruined!

But now, not when he considers this, the most difficult thing in front is the burial of Shura.

"Kid, your blood is very strong, but it is a pity that your body has been completely abolished. Forcibly awakening the devil, almost exhausted your vitality." The burial Shura looked coldly at Nie Tian. I couldn’t help but shake my head. It seemed to be a little pity. I said, "Even if the deity has won your body, it is also a dead body."

Nie Tian is the **** of the devil, but also the fusion of the stars Yuanshi, this is the best choice for the burial of Shura soul.

But now, Nie Tian's vitality is running out, and his martial arts have been abolished.

Of course, it is impossible for the burial of Shura to look at a waste martial art, so he will directly kill Nie Tian.

And now, he has another person to choose from, that is, wing ink!

"Bad boy, go to hell!" At this time, the burial world Shura eyes cold, do not want to waste time on Nie Tian, ​​directly snoring, the burial world shadows move, the whole body of the burial evil can be completely released, rolling Like the sea, mad at Nie Tian.

"Boom!" In a flash, the horrible evil can be released, oppressing the void, and the heavens and the earth seem to be engulfed.

"It's awful!" Nie Tian felt the suffocating feeling of oppression coming in, his eyes shuddered and screamed.

The power of the ecstasy of the burial world is terrible. Even the eighteenth-end gates of the last days are destroyed in an instant, not to mention Nie Tian.

"Hey!" The next moment, the burial world screamed and slammed.

In a moment of life and death, Nie Tian’s body is raging, and he is not afraid at all. He wants to make the last fight.

However, his sword power was suppressed by the burial world and could not be released.

"蝼 蝼, even if you resist stubbornly, you are still a cockroach ant! And 蝼 ants, only the life of being killed!" The burial world Shura screamed coldly, the sound of low as a kill, like a death knell.

"Is it?" However, at this time, a cold voice sounded, and Ling Sheng said: "You want to kill him, you must first ask me!"

"Snow!" Nie Tian heard this voice, suddenly looked up, and entered the scene, let him scream.

In the middle of the air, a white figure like a snow, standing cold, the body is full of mysterious atmosphere.

This figure is not someone else, it is Cher!