Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Nie Tian broke open the shackles and stood up violently, but did not go to see the **** demon king in front of him, but suddenly looked up, two eyes like lightning, instantly locked Weng Haorui above the high platform.

"Well?" Weng Haorui suddenly noticed that Nie Tian was actually looking at himself. He actually felt the coolness of the back of his back, and his body was up.

However, his strength is not weak, it is already a giant spirit, and he calms down in the next moment. He also looks at Nie Tian and mutters: "Bad boy, who are you?"

Nie Tian’s eyes made Weng Haorui feel scared, and the latter did not know how Nie Tian would notice his existence.

Nie Tian was in the **** field, there was no fear on the face, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly, staring at Weng Haorui: "You are the prince behind Lu Zhenyuan. You can only say that your life is not good, meet me."

Before Nie Tian wanted to go to the dungeon, it was waiting for the Prince to appear.

He speculated that if he was taken to the dungeon, the Prince would definitely come to "see him" in person.

Sure enough, Weng Haorui did not let Nie Tian disappoint and came early.

Seeing what Nie Tian seems to be saying, Weng Haorui's brows are wrinkled, and his heart kills more decisively: "Bad boy, this prince will never allow you to live!"

"His Royal Highness, are you okay?" Wang Jintao perceives Weng Haorui's Sen Han killing, and his face is tense.

Weng Haorui ignored him and sat down directly. He wanted to see Nie Tian's scene shattered by the blood-stained king, in order to dispel his heart and hate.

In the **** field, the appearance of two **** scorpion kings made the **** suffocating more intense, and the violent momentum spread. The speed of the corpse Luomojun and the phantom snow fox was affected, and was almost caught by the blood scorpion.

"Little white, the master broke open the shackles, let's go!" The corpse Luo Mojun saw that Nie Tian had stood up, screamed, and the figure flashed, and yelled at Nie Tianfei.

The Phantom Snow Fox can understand the words of the sacred demon, and the figure is like a white lightning, which directly flows into Nie Tian’s body.

"Very good." Nie Tian saw that the corpse Luo Mojun and the phantom snow fox were all right, a smile, the corner of the mouth raised a strange arc, the sword appeared in the hand, and roared: "Red beast, let me give it today." You are breaking your belly!"

"Hey!······" The two **** demon kings and the four **** devils seem to understand Nie Tian's words, angry roaring, a **** suffocating, seemingly invisible.

Nie Tian feels that his chest is not breathable, and he can't help but say: "The strength of the blood-sucking king is really strong. If I am an ordinary giant warrior, I guess it is difficult to breathe."

Nie Tian's strength at this time is the triple of the giant spirit, the body awakens the power of 2.56 million stars.

Unless you encounter a real-world warrior, he can stabilize the opponent without the star soul.

Nie Tian estimates that the strength of the blood scorpion scorpion is basically equivalent to the giant Wu Wuwu, and the strength of the blood scorpion king is equivalent to the giant nine warriors.

Four **** devils, two **** devils, such a force, even the true Yuan Wuwu will feel awkward, but in Nie Tian's view, only enough to practice.

"Hey!" Nie Tianjian stabbed out, and Ling Xiaojian ran out of the air, attacking a **** scorpion at an incredible speed, but in the middle.

"Hey!" The **** scorpion was hit by the sword, and a blood D was directly blasted above the arm.

"Hey!" The bloodsucker screamed a painful scream, even though he desperately rushed toward Nie Tian.

The other **** scorpions also rushed over, actually surrounded Nie Tian, ​​and then rushed out.

"Good!" Nie Tian cold cold, stepping on the foot, the figure spinning and flying, countless swords and shadows fly like arrows, the sword of the chill, stirring in all directions.

Six blood-streaked scorpions were attacked by the sword, but the body was blocked. There were countless sword-stained blood in the body, and the blood was like a spring. The scene was terrible.

Seeing this scene, the shouting crowd appeared a moment of silence.

"Wang Jintao, what is going on here? Is your **** demon king only this strength?" Weng Haorui stood up suddenly, his face was sinking, and he was angry.

"Prince of the Prince is angry." Wang Jintao was also shocked by a cold sweat, a giant trio of teenagers, actually with the sword gas at the same time blocking the attack of four **** devils and two **** demon kings, this is really incredible.

"His Royal Highness, the **** demon king played a little abnormal, please do not worry in the Highness, small believe that they will be able to tear the kid." Wang Jintao explained that his heart began to believe.

Blood is dead.

"God of War"! Nie Tian figured in the height of tens of meters, the whole body force rushed out, toward a **** scorpion, a punch.

"Hey!" The huge fist shadows are like mountains and seas. They are blasting out. They have flew out a **** scorpion, and the huge body has fallen, and they can no longer climb.

Nie Tian has a force of 2.56 million stars. Even if he does not use martial arts, there is a force in his hand. At this time, with the power of the Emperor's fist, it is even more mighty.

Seeing that the companion was put down by a punch, the other **** scorpions, actually stunned, and there was a brief sluggishness in the violent eyes.

Nie Tian seized the opportunity and rushed out with three punches.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Three muffled sounds, the other three **** cockroaches fell directly to the ground, unable to climb.

"How is it possible?" Wang Jintao watched the battle on the high platform, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Nie Tianming Ming only has the triple strength of the giant spirit, and even a fist to put down a **** scorpion, it is simply incredible.

Weng Haorui looked at Nie Tian, ​​and the face was cold, more obvious.

The stronger the strength that Nie Tian showed, the greater his killing.

If you can't see Nie Tian dying today, Weng Haorui must be thorny in the back, sleepless.

Four **** scorpions were smashed, and here are the two **** scorpions.

Two kings, the huge body rushed over, the companions were killed, making them more arrogant, strong bloody, such as waves.

Nie Tian's brow is not wrinkled, the whole body's Yuanmai is running wildly, and the sword is full of swords. The sword is squatting and the hundred meters of swordsmen fly out.

"Hey!" The head of a **** scorpion king was directly smashed by the sword mans, and the plasma splattered and swayed.

Another **** demon king saw this scene, the violent eyes actually revealed the color of horror, but it has not come and responded, but also a huge sword shadow, the 30-meter giant body was actually It is divided into two sections, blood is like a fountain, and 飚S is ​​in the air.

In the **** scene, the thunderous shouts of the audience abruptly stopped.

Countless eyes looked at the figure in the **** field, as if looking at a bloodthirsty demon, the inexplicable fear in my heart.

Nie Tian did not care for these people, and the figure flickered and swept past the body of the **** scorpion.

When he was stunned, there were six more blood red crystal nucleus floating above the palm, four slightly smaller, and two slightly larger.

The six blood red crystal nucleus is the nucleus of the blood scorpion, and even the dripping blood drops.

Nie Tian took up the Linguin and suddenly looked up, and his eyes once again locked Weng Haorui on the high platform.