Heavenly Monarch of All Times

In the valley, everyone's eyes are focused on Nie Tian's body, waiting for his answer.

Feng Geng Lingyun is indeed killing people by knife, but at the same time it is really an opportunity for the Emperor Tianzong, although this opportunity is very embarrassing.

"This war, the emperor should!" Nie Tian did not hesitate for too long, slowly looked up and said indifferently.

When his words fell, everyone was ashamed of being thundered, and they didn't react for a long time.

In the eyes of anyone, Nie Tian’s decision is very unwise.

On the side of Ghost Cliff, in addition to Yan Qing, there are three elders of Ghost Cliff, whose strength is not as strong as Yan Qing, and they are definitely strong.

And the sacred ancestors, only Fan Zhongyi reluctantly had the power of a battle, others are too weak.

Even Nie Tian, ​​who defeated Feng Kun, was too weak in front of Yan Qing and others.

If the lords of the martial arts are here, there may be some opportunities.

But now, there is no chance at all!

"Yu Huang Daren, do you really think about it?" After a moment of silence, Feng Yaosheng opened his mouth, and the meaning of the words gave Nie Tian a chance to repent.

Is this kind of battle with no chance of winning really necessary?

Feng Yaosheng knows the potential of Nie Tian. He does not want to see such a talented person, and he will fall.

"Thinking." Nie Tian smiled slightly and looked indifferent.

"Good!" Feng Geng Lingyun screamed, screaming: "The Emperor Huang is not very old, but the timidity is unparalleled, and the chieftain admire!"

Nie Tian’s eyes swept over the wind and the clouds, and there was a disdainful smile on his lips.

He can't see the means by which the wind and the sorcerer use the knife to kill, but he must fight.

If you should not fight, you must be a deadly enemy.

I would like to ask, Feng Geng Lingyun and Yan Qing are all there, will you easily leave Nie Tian to leave?

Nie Tian should fight, but the three of them are only the ghost cliffs. He should not fight, but the people on the top are the ghost cliffs and the wind and the ghosts.

In this interest, Nie Tian naturally knows very well.

In his opinion, there should be at least a chance!

"Very good, the Emperor of the Emperor is very bold, and the old man dares not to give up!" Immediately, Yan Qing laughed and was extremely mad.

His words mean that the three people who played in Ghost Cliff have one.

In fact, Yan Qing also saw the meaning of Feng Gui Ling Yun, but he did not expect that Nie Tian actually dared to fight.

There is such a powerful imperial concubine that you can’t stay!

"You, please come with your patriarch." Wind ghost Lingyun figured a vertical, leading the way.

Since it is the battle of two major sects, it is natural to find a suitable battlefield.

After a while, everyone came to a vast valley above.

"Yan Zongzhu, the Emperor Huang, the two of you are fighting here, how?" Feng Guiyun pointed to the valley below, happy smile, a pair of eyes swept over Nie Tian, ​​that looks like a grave for Nie Tian.

"Not bad." Yan Qing stepped out and fell directly.

Nie Tian did not speak, just nodded and then fell.

Everyone has fallen and looked different, but there are strange colors in their eyes, and they are obviously looking forward to the next big battle.

"Oh, the Emperor Huang, we have already chosen this place, and the old man, the three elders and the four elders are going to fight. What about you?" Just standing still, Yan Qing looked at Nie Tian with a sneer, very provocative.

Nie Tian brows up, and my heart is still darkly calculating.

The three people who played in the ghost cliffs were obviously the strongest three people on the other side.

In addition to a fan, other people are young warriors, and there are very few people. There is no choice at all.

The people of the Wind and Ghosts looked at Yan Qing and looked a little weird.

Although they are very unwilling to see Nie Tian, ​​Yan Qing is indeed a bit shameless, and does not give the opportunity to live in heaven.

In fact, this is also normal. After all, this is not a simple contest, but a matter of belonging to the wind and ghost family.

"Yu Huang Daren, haven't thought about it yet?" Seeing Nie Tian for a long time, he didn't talk, Yan Qing spoke again, and his mouth sneered more contemptuously.

Nie Tian ignored Yan Qing, and thought for a moment, finally made a decision, decided to let Fan Zhong and Tang XIII, plus their own.

Wenlun’s strength is not high. Although the lifeline is completely repaired, the strength is still too weak. In general, it is still stronger than Tang.

However, Nie Tian is worried that there are Huangquan seeds in Tang XIII. If there is an attack in the battle, it will be a big problem.

"Well?" Just when Nie Tian was about to speak, he suddenly felt an unusual familiarity, which made him unable to change his face.

"Since it is the battle between Tian Tianzong and Ghost Cliff, how about counting me?" Then, a familiar voice sounded, and a figure appeared like a ghost, and appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, his face suddenly changed, and he didn't know who the person was.

"It's you!" Nie Tian looked at the person in front of him, and his expression became cold and he said the other person's name: "Magic Night."

That's right, the person who suddenly appears at this time, not someone else, is the night!

Magic Night, a demon derived from Nie Tian.

Nie Tian never imagined that the magic night appeared at this time.

"Who are you?" At this time, the wind and the ghost Lingyun saw that the face of the night and Nie Tian were very similar, but the feeling of being more gloomy, could not help but frown.

"烽天宗,魔夜." The magic night smiled, self-reported.

“烽天宗?” The faces of the people were one sinking, and they looked at the night of the night with a strange look.

The name of Tian Tianzong was the name of the gods before the death of Tian Tianzong. Later, when the Tianzong disciples died, the sects of the sects of the sects became the sacred gods.

The night of the night said that he is a man of Tianzong, some strange.

"Exactly, it is the soul of the heavens." The night saw the doubts of the people and smiled again.

“烽天魂宗?” The people were once again stunned and even more surprised.

There have always been only Tianzong and Tiantian Emperor, when did you come up with a scorpion?

"Soul Zong?" Only Fan Zhong’s face changed, and seemed to think of something, surprised.

"It seems that you know the soul of the heavens." The night of the night turned to the fan, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Nie Tian and Wen Lun and others can't help but look at Fan Zhong, the latter obviously knows what.

"Yeah." Fan Zhong silent for a moment, finally nodded and said: "In the rumor, when the Tianzong was lost, the Zongmen was divided into two, one for the Emperor, and one for the Emperor. People specialize in life, and those who worship the soul of the heavens specialize in the soul."

"But the soul of the celestial beings only existed for a short period of time, and then disappeared completely. So the world thinks that the sacred ancestors were the original celestial celestial beings."

Speaking of this, Fan Zhong suddenly thought of something, looked up at the night of the night, and asked: "What is your identity?"

The night of the night, the corner of the mouth twitched, smiled lightly, and uttered two words: "烽皇!"