Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Phone reading.

  The blocking of the sky will end everything. Think… no, no, no.

  And the overriding thing is to remove the coffin of the Devil from it.

  The only task of successive days of trial is to take out the coffin of the meditation.

  Unfortunately, there have been countless lengthy trials of Inheritance in the past, and no one can succeed in acquiring the coffin of the meditation.

  De Wu has harmed countless people, but his whole life has also been wasted on the clouds.

  He is not less under pressure than anyone else.

  When he gave Nie Tian the ring, the whole person felt the light he had never experienced in his life.

  Now, the heavy burden falls on Nie Tian’s shoulder.

  Can he shoulder everything?

  “The coffin of the meditation, I will surely take it out, but not now.” Nie Tian looks at the Devon, stars and crystals.

  “You have to hurry, or you’ll be late.” The gloomy eyes of the Dukun are trembling, saying it again.

  “What do you mean?” Nie Tian doesn’t have to frowned, and it seems that there is a deeper meaning outside Dukun. “The threshold is coming, leaving us little time. We…” Du Wu was silent for a long time, and that was the end of the conversation, but when two words were ambiguous, all of a sudden he was dead, and his mouth was big, but he couldn’t speak.

  Sounds.

  “What’s the matter with you?” Nie Tian complexion changed, up front and grabbing Duvu.

  Others are too nervous to know what’s going on.

  “His time is up, let him go.” Only Lieyang Jiufeng is naughty, expressionless says.

  Nie Tian looked at it, but felt that only one of the life creatures that had been left behind in Duvu had disappeared.

  Du Wu, it’s really a meteor!

  When Mundon saw it, a pair of eyes were trembling, and two tears were flowing.

  His tears, they don’t know if they’re angry or sad.

  The atmosphere, the silence.

  Even if Devon hurt so many people, is he really a bad man?

  “Sun Seung left, and we left, and we changed a place to talk.” A moment later Lieyang Jiufeng opened his mouth and left with the crowd.

  Soon, people come to a lobby.

  “Nie Tian, you’ll live here for a while, and when you take out the coffin of the meditation, we will naturally let you go.” On the hall, Lieyang Jiufeng looked at Nie Tian.

  “No!” Nie Tian took the first step, coldly said, “I’m leaving now.”

  “Do you think it’s possible?” Lieyang Jiufeng’s face is heavy, and it’s desert: “If you want to leave, then leave yourself, those friends of yours, let the Catholic Church help.”

  “I’m going to take them with me!” Nie Tian won’t let it go.

  “Nie Tian, you’re afraid that you’re a Catholic now?” Lieyang Jiufeng sneered, said, “Forgive me, with your Strength.”

  “What if I switch with the Catholic Church?” Nie Tian looked down, chilly opened up.

  Lieyang Jiufeng frowned, no response at all.

  Can’t it, Nie Tian, do you have anyone who cares about the Catholic Church?

  At this point, Nie Tian was suddenly in the face of silhouette, moving very quickly, with long arms as apes, stretching directly into the past and attacking Lieyang Jiufeng.

  Everything is in a moment.

  Between.

  Everyone didn’t react, and it was completely unexpected that Nie Tian would suddenly hit Lieyang Jiufeng.

  However, Lieyang Jiufeng’s response exceeded everyone’s expectations.

  See only him once again, and then he moved several meters in the air in a strange way, avoiding Nie Tian’s burglary attack.

  “Nie Tian, your mind, will I not know?” Lieyang Jiufeng is in the middle of the sky and has begun to smile.

  He already realized that Nie Tian wanted to get rid of him.

  And he was well aware that Heavenly Martial was tough, so he was too early to guard.

  “Yeah?” But at this point, a cold sound rings, and then Lieyang Jiufeng feels a cold attack, smiling on his face, stalled.

  In the next minute, a cold hand fell, and the death stamped on Lieyang Jiufeng’s shoulder and seized his life door.

  “The Night of the Devil!” It is the night of the demon that all people look at, and this is the night of Lieyang Jiufeng.

  Nie Tian fell in shape, and his lips raised a slight smile and looked at Lieyang Jiufeng, and said, “My mind, do you really think?”

  “hehe, it looks like I’m looking at you.” Lieyang Jiufeng, calm down, don’t panic, smile.

  Indeed, this time it was his idea.

  He put all his attention on Nie Tian, but he didn’t think that the real killing was magic night.

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  magic night and Nie Tian were able to collaborate so silently without communication, and that was not what Lieyang Jiufeng thought.

  He almost forgot that Nie Tian and the Devil Night were two people born of the same origin, and that natural silence, I’m afraid, was no match for twin.

  “Now, if I switch people with the devil, I don’t know if the Catholic Church won’t change.” Nie Tian laughed and watched Lieyang Jiufeng with a smile.

  “Nie Tian, you think things are too simple.” Lieyang Jiufeng shakes his head and says, “The coffin of the sword is connected to the resurrection of the day and to the survival of the entire sacred world.”

  “Really?” Not until Nie Tian opens, the magic night sneered, and said, “What if it wasn’t for a change, but for something else?”

  “Uh-huh?” Nie Tian hears the night of the devil, not by looking at it, and then suddenly thinking, “What do you mean by the night of the devil?”

  “He’s in my hands now, my hostage. Take him for something, of course I said,” The magic night faintly smiled, very much.

  “You…” Nie Tian’s fist is tight, but it’s not easy to do it.

  Evil nightmare tricks, often do things that are not foreseen by people, and then force him, and it is not wise.

  Nie Tian’s still missing. I didn’t think the magic night was waiting for him.

  “Looks like you guys have enough, but you’re not together.” Lieyang Jiufeng laughed, and he didn’t think about it, said with a smile: “I’ll listen to what you want to do with the devil.”

  “Bloodline Power, left by the ancient sacred pride.”

  Nie Tian heard the magic night, and the landscape was trembling.

  Bloodline Power, the ancient pride, that’s what he needs!

  The cold runs away and the others are shocked by the current scene, and the nerves are stagnant and react for a long time. “The ancient holy Bloodline!” At this point, Void suddenly shouted a low voice, giving people a sense of thunderbolt, saying with a sneer: “Your stomach is a lot bigger.”

  Eternal Heavenly Emperor