Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Finally, Feng Gui Ling Yun still agreed to the conditions of the night.

With the life of 900 people, change the bright future of a family.

This deal is worth it!

Just for these 900 people, will they feel the value?

"Hey, I don't know what kind of person you want?" After a moment of silence in the lobby, the elders of the elders rose and looked ugly, asking one step forward.

The faces of other elders are also somewhat unsightly. This kind of family life is in exchange for the future of the family, giving them a deep sense of shame.

"Under the age of sixteen, I came to pick it up." The magic night smiled and looked confident.

"Under the age of sixteen?" Feng Yaosheng's face changed, and he was amazed.

Feng Gui Ling Yun and other elders also stunned, looking at the night of the night.

The night of the magic night is going to be a child of sixteen years old. What does he want to do?

"How, can't you?" The night of the night was the slightest disappointment of everyone's surprise, and his face asked.

The wind and the ghost Lingyun face the hard color, said: "The Emperor Huang, it does not contradict each other, the wind and ghost family has been long gone, the number of families is also plummeting, the children of 16 years old, not necessarily 900 people."

"That's under 30." The night of the night thought for a moment, said sinkingly.

"This, okay." The wind ghost Lingyun was silent, and finally nodded.

Since the decision has been made, it is useless to be indecisive.

It is the 900 people who have sacrificed for the family.

"Working with the troubled patriarchs, let me prepare, I will wait to pick people." The night of the night is very rude, directly said.

The wind ghost Lingyun promised to let an elder arrange it, and then anxiously asked: "I don't know when you plan to heal the wind?"

"Bring him over." The night of the night said with a smile.

"Oh, good." Feng Geng Lingyun stunned, almost did not respond, immediately nodded, let an elder to bring people.

Nie Tian looked at the night of the night, not knowing what the latter should do.

Obviously, the purpose of the magic night is not simple!

Moreover, this time I met the magic night, Nie Tian felt that the former changed a lot.

The previous magic night, darker, is the kind of pure direct darkness.

But at this time, in addition to the darkness, the night of the magic night has become more gloomy and even become a city.

I have to say that in a short period of time, the magic night has grown a lot.

This kind of growth is not only the strength, but also the heart and the will.

After a while, Feng Kun was brought over and placed across the lobby, still in a coma.

"Oh, the Emperor, please take a shot." Feng Geng Lingyun could not wait, hurriedly said.

The night of the night is not in a hurry. I have repeatedly watched the wind for a long time, and suddenly said: "The wind patriarch, I have a small selfish heart, I do not know the wind patriarch can agree?"

"Mr. Huang, please say." Feng Gui Lingyun is very anxious, for fear that the magic night suddenly does not heal the wind.

"I want to take the wind and Kun as a disciple." The night of the night looked up at the wind and the clouds, very serious.

"This..." Feng Geng Lingyun stunned, and the reaction was not over.

"Is the wind ghost patriarch feel bad?" The night brow wrinkled and asked.

"Of course, of course not." Feng Geng Lingyun repeatedly denied, said: "Feng Kun can worship under the door of the Emperor, it is his blessing, the patriarch promised him."

"Yeah." This night, the magic night laughed again, and then directly shot, healed Feng Kun.

I saw the magical night fingertips rushing out of the power of a soul, condensed into a pattern in the air, and then infiltrated into the body.

Nie Tian perceives the breath of Feng Kun, and is surprised to find that the blood damage of the latter is really recovering quickly.

"This is the power of the soul!" The voice of the little fat cat sounded, said sinkingly.

"The soul is not the power of the soul? How can we repair the damaged blood?" Nie Tian is somewhat puzzled.

Although he does not understand the heaven and earth soul, he knows that the soul of the soul is the power of the soul, the essence is the spiritual power, how to help the blood?

"The deity is also very strange." The little fat cat shook his head and said: "Maybe it is a night of snow and blood."

Nie Tian nodded slightly, no longer said more.

After a while, the night of the night took a deep breath and the healing ended.

At this time, Feng Kun also woke up.

"Nie Tian!" When he opened his eyes and looked around, he suddenly saw Nie Tian, ​​and he was shocked and screamed. He jumped up and looked terrified.

"It turned out to be the first day, so timid." Nie Tian laughed, some helpless.

"I didn't die?" Feng Kun took a sigh of relief and looked around again. He finally calmed down, but he looked blank.

He clearly remembers that Nie Tian broke his night of the night, but how could he not die?

"Kun, you are not dead, and your blood has also recovered." Wind ghost Lingyun is very happy, haha ​​laughed.

He has already perceived that the blood damage of Feng Kun has been restored, and even the breath has become stronger.

The magic night is not a mortal, there is a means of heaven.

After Feng Kun spent a long time, it was stable. He suddenly saw the night of the night. Seeing that the latter was similar to Nie Tian’s seven or eight points, he could not help but coldly said: "Who are you?"

"Good manners, I still don't come to see you as a teacher." After the night of the night, he smiled lightly.

"Apprentice?" Feng Kun could not help but change his face, and then sneered: "What are you doing? Do you dare to let me apprentice?"

"Kun, not rude!" Feng Geng Lingyun changed his face and shouted loudly.

"No problem." The night of the night is a wave of hands, watching the wind Kundao: "Wind Kun, do you think that I am too low, not qualified to be your teacher?" "I Feng Kun is the first of the wind ghosts Genius, the strength has reached the level of heaven and the nine heavens, one step can be able to set foot on Tianwu, the Taoist ancestors. You only have the heavens and the nine realms, but in my eyes, but the ants, what is my teacher?"

It’s cold, if it’s not the presence of the ghost, Lingyun, etc., he has already shot the kid who knows the height of the sky.

"It makes a lot of sense." The night of the night could not help but laugh, and then said: "But the realm is just one aspect of strength judgment. My low realm does not mean that the strength is low. I can let you give me a gimmick, you Letter?"

"You are looking for death!" Feng Kun's face sank, suddenly angry, screaming, the whole body surged.

"Wind Kun, kneel!" But the next moment, the night of the night is a high-sounding drink, a face is low and killing.

Feng Kun's body shocked, and suddenly felt the soul tremble, such as being hit by the nine-day Xuan Lei, his knees immediately soft, directly in front of the night.

"A strong soul!" Nie Tian could not help but tremble, shocked.

He can't see it, the magic night is the force of the soul, directly oppressing the wind and squatting.

The absolute crushing of this spirit is really terrible, even those top alchemists and sealers can't do it. It seems that the heavenly soul of the night of the night is more terrible than Nie Tian’s imagination!