Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"A terrible breath!" The crowd looked at the ghosts and felt the horror of the latter's body. Their faces changed and they shouted in horror.

Who can think of it, the ghost Jiaozi actually hides a strong card!

"The eight wild ghosts are open!" Ghosts look at the ghosts and sluts, and their eyes are sullen and fanatical. They say: "The son of Nie, you are dead!"

Q11

The sword print on the left arm of Ghost Jiaozi, named the Eight Devils Prison, is the most powerful sword of the Ghost Gate, and it is passed down from the Emperor of Ghosts.

Eight devils prison swords, because too strong, have been unable to find a suitable inheritance.

Ghost Jiaozi is the only swordsman who can withstand the swords of the Eight Devils in the past million years!

Eight devils prison, Wan Gui mourning, Nie Tian this time there is no way to live!

"Well?" At the same moment, Zhong Mingyu’s eyes trembled, his face could not help but change, and he was nervous.

Eight evil spirits prison swords appeared, this is something he did not think of.

He originally thought that Nie Tian would soon be able to end the battle, and did not expect such a change.

His mood suddenly became heavy.

He didn't know how strong the eight-devil prisoner's sword was, but Nie Tian wanted to overcome this sword-print, obviously not easy.

He only hopes that Nie Tian will not be hit hard, otherwise he will not have the chance to face the sin.

"Nie Tian, ​​you are dead today!" At this time, above the heights, there was a violent roar of ghosts and screams. Outside his body, there was a fierce sword, and the sound of endless mourning was heard in the void. It’s like a ghost crying in general, and it’s very embarrassing.

"Is it?" Nie Tian brows slightly wrinkled, there is no fear in the eyes, and some are only the most intense warfare!

Ghost Jiaozi showed a terrible card, but made Nie Tian more excited.

"Death!" Ghostly child saw Nie Tian so mad, suddenly furious, low drink, body for a while, suddenly a breath of dead air above the left arm, incomparably dark, in the air, a dark sign, Yin Severe.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The next moment, the ghostly eyes are sinking, and the endless darkness is actually behind him, condensing into three giant ghost gates.

The gates of the three ghosts and prisons, each with a height of tens of thousands of meters, seem to lead directly to the abyss of hell, and like a giant beast that opened the mouth of darkness, releasing a fierce and incomparable death.

Eight devils prison swords, if the power burst to the extreme, you can condense the door of the eight ghosts.

However, the ghost Jiaozi has limited strength and can only condense the gates of the three ghosts, and the power of the ghost gate is far from reaching the limit.

Even so, the moment when the gates of the three ghosts appeared, the void suddenly sank, and the surrounding world shook, as if it were to fall into disarray.

The crowd was shocked, and the figures were retreating. A pair of eyes trembled, and the fear in the heart was hard to hide.

"Very good!" Ghosts pass their eyes at this moment, and they slammed their eyes.

He did not think that the ghost Jiaozi could even condense the door of the three ghosts at the same time, giving him a big surprise.

Just now he still has a trace of worry, but now, he believes that Nie Tian will die!

In the distance, Zhong Mingyu's face is very ugly, his eyes are shaking, and the sword's intention of convergence in the body is surging. It is obviously ready to shoot.

"Ghost Gate! Give me a suppression!" At this time, the ghost Jiaozi violently screamed, and then the door of the three ghosts behind him, such as the three beasts, rolling and moving, suddenly a stock of eight dead Spread out, like a dark cloud, overwhelming, rushing toward Nie Tian.

Nie Tian brows a wrinkle, then a sneer in the corner of his mouth, the whole body of the sword is soaring to the extreme, the hands raised seven magic swords, a stock of magic tumbling, in the air into a magic flame burning.

"Sacred revolt, the unity of the land, the moon and the moon!" The next moment, his mouth twitched, the seven magic swords fell in the air, suddenly endless swordsmanship, a sword that burned the magic flame appeared, actually there are The tens of meters of rice directly burned the surrounding voids.

"Boom!" The next moment, the terrible sword shadow fell, and a terrible roar came from the void, making everyone's heart tremble.

"Booming!" Immediately, under the gaze of a lack of light, the magic flame sword shadow fell, and the impact of the eight deserts, let the heavens and the earth sway.

"Booming and banging..." The power of a violent violent violent raging in the space is terrible, and the whole world seems to be ruined.

Eight ruined, the gate of the ghost prison, the magic sword, seven magic flames, countless forces strangled together, surrounded by chaos and chaos.

"Oh..." Above the sky, the harsh voice continued to spread, and the impact of the darkness spread in the air, raging.

In the center of the dark power, Nie Tian's figure rushed straight forward, and the back of the star's wings opened, making him fast to the extreme.

At this moment, he was actually rushing toward the ghost.

"Oh..." The violent impact in the surrounding space fell on him, almost tearing his body. There were countless blood outlets on his body. The whole person was dripping with blood and blood.

But this did not stop him, but made him more determined and faster.

"Well?" Ghostly, through the power of violent, saw Nie Tian's figure, his eyes could not help but tremble, his face was full of fear.

He did not think that Nie Tian actually rushed straight up.

Nie Tian, ​​is he a madman?

But as Nie Tian's figure approached, he felt a real threat.

This is a threat of death and a deadly threat!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" At this time, Nie Tian's figure actually broke through the door of the three ghosts and prison, and came to a place less than a hundred meters away from the ghost Jiaozi.

"Give me death!" Ghostly stunned his eyes, screamed and slammed out, and the eight sorcerer's swords and seals released terrible power, condensed into a fist and smashed Nie Tian.

"Oh la la!" But Nie Tian's figure is not retreating. On the body, there are nine shackles, which are condensed into a group, whistling out, and hard to open the boxing shadow.

The next moment, Ghost Jiaozi did not react, and the whole person was covered by nine shackles.

The nine shackles released the power of heaven, and the oppressed ghosts could not breathe.

"What power is this?" Ghosts were shocked and shouted.

"Dead." However, responding to him, it was a cold voice.

This voice is like a death knell. When it falls, it also declares the death of a ghostly child!

"Hey!" Nine heavens shackles, suddenly tightened, Ghost Jiaozi even the last screams did not have time to shout, the body directly blasted, a piece of blood.

Ghost Jiaozi, the ghost of the prison gate, the singularity, the sword, the nine-day sword, and the death of this, even the opportunity to use the power of the sword rhyme!

At the same moment, among the voids, the gates of the three ghosts and prisons collapsed directly and turned into black gas.

After a while, the chaotic time and space returned to calm, and a figure appeared in front of everyone, it was Nie Tian!

"This..." Everyone saw the moment of Nie Tian's face, and he sucked a cold breath, and his expression was stagnant.

The whole game fell into a dead silence!