Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Ghosts kill!"

In Nie Tian’s mind, he swiftly swept the picture of the day, and under the pressure of his heart, he tried to straighten everything.

Not long ago, he responded to the invitation of Bing Ji, and sent the seriously injured ice evil back to the ancient abyss, but when he came back, he encountered the ghosts in the valley.

Fortunately, at that time, Nie Tian was calm enough to cut a crack in the flame of chaos, and with the magical gun of Yin Feng, this escaped.

Although Nie Tian did not know who was the murderer, he clearly remembered the scent of killing.

The black man in front of him, the space of killing outside his body, is very similar to the original ghost.

And the black people's killing space is actually a killing.

Coupled with the words of the black man, let Nie Tian contact everything.

Comprehensively, Nie Tian fully confirmed that the black man in front of him was the one who had been murdered to kill him! "It is me."

The black man sneered and said: "Nie Tian, ​​I did not think that you can escape from my killing.

If not, I don't have to show up in person.

But now, I suddenly changed my mind. ”

"It’s too boring to kill you directly.

I will kill all the people around you, and then appreciate your expression of powerlessness.

Finally, wait until you have tasted despair and kill you again! ”

Nie Tianqiang endured anger and said in a deep way: "What enmity does I have with you?

Let you hate me so far? ”

"You and I are always alive."

The black man seems to be laughing, saying: "It’s just me, I have always been murderous.

In my life, there are countless murders. Those so-called martial arts enchanting, celestial talents, die in my hands, I don’t know how many.

But a genius like you is something I have never seen before. If you can kill you, you should have a lot of fun. ”

Nie Tian brow wrinkled, his fists slightly tightened.

The words of the black man are obviously four words, see the hunter heart! Although the tone of the black man is very calm, Nie Tian can feel the kind of the former, the insane hysteria that penetrates into the soul.

Perhaps, for the black man, killing is like eating a normal person, and Nie Tian is such a unique genius. For him, it is a delicious dish, and it is a rare thing he has never seen before. Naturally, it is slow. Slow tasting and careful aftertaste.

Nie Tian did not say much, turned and left with Fan.

The black man is as mad as he is, but he should not provoke Nie Tian.

Everyone looked at the black man above the sky, and the expression revealed an indescribable sorrow, and could not help but steal the argument.

"Who is this guy?"

How could it be so strong? ”

"Fan Zhonghao is also the owner of the Tianzong Banner. If the strength is not the top, it is not the weak. How can it be killed by this person?"

"Zhu Tianzong lost two flag owners, fearing that no one can play."

This time, the troubles of Tian Tianzong are big. ”

Among the crowd, some people shook their heads again and again, worrying about Tianzong.

The strength of the black man is too strong, and the fan is killed by one stroke. Who else can be defeated?

"Oh, Tian Zong, is there anyone else to fight?"

At this time, the voice of the black man sounded, the arrogance was rampant and directly challenged.

The whole audience was dead, no one responded.

Seeing the horror of the black man, where can anyone dare to fight?

Even if the ancient tomb is unbelievable, the combat power is not stronger than Fan. Even if it is on the court, it is only a dead end.

"Guling seniors, you are not his opponent."

In the center of the pavilion, the ancient tomb is no longer ready to fight, but was stopped by Nie Tian, ​​the latter looks cold, but the tone is extremely peaceful, faint.

"Yu Huang Daren, you..." The ancient tomb saw that Nie Tian had replayed the fan, but he slowly took it out. He immediately took a look and the next moment he reacted. Nie Tian had to face the battle himself.

But isn't this a dead end?

The ancient tomb has no absolute confidence in Nie Tian's strength and talent, but the realm of Nie Tian is really too low.

If Nie Tian is at the moment of Tianwu Jiuzhong, even if it does not reach the peak, the ancient tomb also believes that Nie Tian has the strength against anyone.

But Nie Tian, ​​but only a sense of heaven and a realm, how can it confront the black people who have no bottom in strength?

However, at this time, Tian Tianzong, who else can fight in black?

"Let the Emperor, please stay, let the next battle."

At this moment, a low roar suddenly rang, and then a figure whizzed out, like a string of arrows, rushed out.

Nie Tian’s eyes were tight, and he immediately saw that the person who was playing was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi. His face was very handsome and his posture was tall and straight.

"Days to protect the law!"

The ancient Mausoleum is a strange face, a scream.

The person who played in the battle is the head of the Eight Great Protection Law of Tianzong, and Tian Qiang protects Zhang Wanchen! Among the Tianzong Emperor, in addition to the four flags of the First Emperor, the Eight Great Laws are under the law.

The Tiangan protector Zhang Wanchen is the head of the eight major law-protection methods. The strength is very strong. Even if it is more than the four major flag owners, it is not too much.

But what Zhang Wanchen is facing at this time is a much stronger opponent than the four big flag owners. How can there be a chance of winning?

Nie Tian’s eyes are low, like a lion of indignation.

Of course, he can see that Zhang Wanchen’s reason for fighting is that he does not want him to be in danger.

At this time, I can only hope that Zhang Wanchen has some strength and may bring a little surprise.

"Yu Tianzong really is no one, and even sent you like this."

Above the sky, the black man can not see the face, only from the tone can see his arrogance.

"Do not talk nonsense, let's go."

Zhang Wanchen's body is full of momentum, and there is a sound of screaming in the sky, and there is a vast atmosphere between the heavens and the earth, which gives people a sense of being in the sea.

When everyone saw this scene, the look changed slightly, and it was difficult to hide the meaning of the surprise.

No one thought that Zhang Wanchen, who is not surprising, has such strength.

"Tiangan protects the law has such strength!"

The ancient tomb was equally unexpected, and I was amazed.

Judging from the breath alone, Zhang Wanchen is not weaker than Fan, and even stronger than Fan.

However, Zhang Wanchen is much younger than Fan Zhong. It is worthy of the age of the ancestral martial arts. If there is no accident, the future may even grow into a peak.

"Oh?

I can't see that you still have such strength, but I am ignoring you. ”

The black man sneered, and it was a bit of interest.

Zhang Wanchen looked cold and savage, and his strength was violent, it was his blood, Whale! "Booming!"

The power of the whales permeated, shaking the heavens and the earth, as if the sky was falling down, directly pressing against the black man.

Obviously, Zhang Wanchen knows that he is not as good as a black man, and he wants to preemptively take the initiative.

The black man felt the pressure from the void, but the mouth was cold and indifferent, and said: "The strength is not weak, but unfortunately, it is not enough for me."