Heavenly Monarch of All Times

The figure of the Rakshaji Temple disappeared quickly, and the uneasiness in Nie Tian’s heart was getting stronger and stronger.

In the faint, he had a feeling that he was caught in a huge conspiracy just as he stepped into the ten-party Rakshasa Temple.

He is not sure now, what role does Rakshaji play in this conspiracy.

"Child, the welcome ceremony tonight, you will love it." At this time, the different ghosts of the Rakshasa suddenly looked at Nie Tian, ​​a pair of eyes with a cold face, cold and cold: "I hope you don't lose It’s too bad.”

"Well?" Nie Tian looked at the different ghosts of the Rakshasa, and could not help but frown.

Isn't that a welcome ceremony?

Don't lose too much. What does this mean?

At this moment, the feeling of uneasiness in Nie Tian’s heart is even stronger.

"Different ghosts, let's go." In the eyes of the ghosts of the different ghosts, there was a sinister smile in the eyes, and they wanted to do something, but they were stopped by the evils of the early days. The latter looked low.

"Yeah." The stranger Rakshasa seemed to be reluctant, but he nodded.

Then, the three Rakshasa kings resigned with the ghosts and the Yulu, and turned away.

"Nothing, how do you arrange Nie Tian next?" When the three Rakshasa kings left, Yuluomei shimmered and frowned, looking at the ghosts and plains.

"Yu Luo, you have to work hard to participate in the end of the day, go to rest soon." Ghosts and nowhere did not answer the words of Yu Luo, but a gloomy, cold and cold road.

Yuluomei condensed, seems to have long been accustomed to the way of ghosts and nowhere, and did not get angry, but looked at Nie Tian, ​​hesitated a moment, this said: "Nie Tian, ​​I am leaving, your own heart. ”

"Thank you for your concern to His Royal Highness." Nie Tian smiled and nodded slightly.

Yulu nodded and did not leave immediately, but a pair of bright scorpions flashed, and there seemed to be something to Nie Tian.

"Yu Luo, you should go." The ghosts on the side are boundless, but the Jianmei is erected and looks cold and indifferent.

Yu Luo face helpless, once again looked at Nie Tian, ​​very reluctantly left.

Nie Tian looked at the back of Yuluo’s back, his brow wrinkled, and his mouth involuntarily pulled a faint smile.

Of course he can see that Yulu really cares about him.

In this completely strange place, there is a person who cares about himself so that Nie Tian has a burst of inexplicable warmth.

Although Yuluo is the Raksha saint of the Ten Dharma Temple, this girl is definitely not a bad person.

Nie Tian even saw the shadow of Cher in the body of Yuluo. The two had a common feature, simple.

"Are you enough?" After a while, the figure of Yuluo disappeared completely, and the ghosts suddenly opened their mouths. The eyes stared at Nie Tian coldly and asked coldly.

"Well?" Nie Tian took a moment and looked puzzled.

"I ask you, look at Yuluo, do you see enough?" The ghosts are desperate and have a pair of eyes that are as cold as ice, sinking openly.

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Nie Tian brows up and responds coldly.

"Yu Luo is the saint of the Ten Dharma Temple, not you can get it." The chill in the eyes of the ghosts is even heavier. For example, the wolf is generally staring at Nie Tian, ​​one sentence: "You give me, leave She is far away!"

"Boom!" The voice fell, and his whole body suddenly burst out of a violent amount of violent violence, swaying in the void, arrogant and overbearing. Ql

"Well?" Nie Tian glanced, his face could not help but sink, cold and cold asked: "Are you threatening me?"

There is no intersection between Nie Tian and the ghosts.

However, there is no stranger hostility to him, which makes him wonder.

At this point, he seems to understand that it seems that the hostility of the ghosts is not because of Yuluo.

"If you understand it as a threat, you can!" The ghosts and sorrows whispered, and then the figure suddenly moved. It was a palm of madness, and the violent force of the sea, like a stormy wave, rushed toward Nie Tian.

"Well?" Nie Tian's gaze was once again condensed, and he did not expect that the ghosts would be directly out of the country.

The next moment, he reacted, and the stars appeared in his hands. The whole body of the sword rushed and a sword screamed out.

"Boom!" In the midair, two terrible forces collided together, and Nie Tian and the ghosts were deserted, while retreating a hundred meters, and then stood at the same time.

"Well?" The ghosts are standing in the shadows, and the cold eyes can't help but be amazed.

He obviously did not think that Nie Tian’s strength was so strong.

"With such strength, I am not qualified to threaten me!" Nie Tian looked at the ghosts and deserted, and smiled coldly.

"Is it?" The ghost emperor's sword and eyebrows were upside down, and the body was shaken. The whole body momentum rose again, and suddenly a terrible force, such as the wild waves, hit the space and was magnificent.

"Take me another hand!" The next moment, the ghosts are screaming and screaming.

"Boom!" In the void, a palm-like figure appeared like a mountain, with the sound of a whistling sound, and pressed against Nie Tian.

Nie Tian felt the pressure from the face, and his eyes were slightly condensed, and his heart was amazed.

The ghosts are nothing but the Rakshasa Devil. Although there is only the strength of the fifth-order pseudo-Holy, the momentum is stronger than the seventh-order pseudo-Saint.

Judging from the breath alone, even if the ghosts are deserted, it is almost the same as the movie-breaking army that released the broken star spirit before.

"Rahsuo Mozi, your strength is very strong, but I Nie Tian is definitely not a soft persimmon that everyone can hold!" Nie Tian eyes condensed, sinking and opening, the whole body of swordsmanship madly emerged, the stars and the swordsmanship Out.

"Boom!" Immediately, in the mid-air, the palm shadow and the sword shadow collided together, the air roared, the violent force suddenly burst open, turned into a mad wave to open, as if to swallow too much you.

Nie Tian and the ghostly deserted figure, while retreating a few kilometers away, are at the same time stable in the sky.

There was blood on both sides of the mouth.

This time, the fight was actually a loss of both sides.

"Nie Tian, ​​you are indeed not a weak one." The ghosts are ridiculously wiped away from the blood of the mouth, sinking and opening, saying: "The battle between you and me is not at this time. I look forward to working with you next time!"

When he finished, he was on the square and was on the square.

Nie Tian's eyes were slightly condensed, and then the figure fell.

I have to, the power of ghosts and deserts is indeed very strong.

Just a sword, Nie Tian used the Tianjian against the yang, only to take over the ghosts of the palms.

The ghosts are deserted, but they are just a palm of their hand.

However, Nie Tian’s powerful card was not used.

So the two are barely weak and not very good.

What surprised Nie Tian at this time was that the ghostly and unsuccessful shots and stoppages were somewhat inexplicable, and he could not understand.

Moreover, he can see that there is no male or female thought about Yulu, but why threaten to warn him?

"Come with me." Just when Nie Tian was puzzled, the ghosts had nowhere to speak, and his face was low.

Nie Tian mouth twitched a bitter smile and kept up with the ghosts.