Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Nie Tian wears his body with Jianqi D, burns blood and stimulates the sword, in order to use the sword of the proud sword.

When he was in charge of the monk in the Danwu Temple, he used the taboo trick at the last minute, but when Ye Lao arrived, he gave up.

The taboo trick, even at the peak of Nie Tian, ​​is not willing to use it at will. Because the power of the taboo is too strong, and after this move, he himself has to suffer from the backs.

Now he uses the taboo trick. On the one hand, it is forced by the situation. If it is not used, it is likely to be lost under the whirlpool of silence. On the other hand, he has confidence in the body of the Jiuxing Dragon, even if the taboo is causing the injury. The nine-star dragon vein can also be restored.

"It's a trick to fight, do you want me to be Wen Hao?" Fox fox sees Nie Tian burning his own blood, but his eyes are endless contempt, cold and cold said: "The power of the eyes of the eve is not you can Imagine!"

"Hey!" Nie Tian also sneered, Ling Ran said: "The power of taboos is not strong, you can imagine!"

The taboo trick, the power is strong, it is difficult to estimate, even if Nie Tian can not play the power of the blood and soul, but he still believes that after this move, the silence vortex does not exist!

Nie Tian’s heart trembled, and his heart muttered: “With my blood, I am stimulating my sword, and prove my kendo, proud sword is not bent! Proud sword, taboo trick: destroy the first three swords, the blood of the soul!”

The sorrowful swords overflowed, the horrible swords enveloped the surrounding, the blood was flying in the air, and there was endless blood and killing in the surrounding space. The scent of the scent shrouded the entire space, filled with endless savage.

"Good, terrible!" The crowd exclaimed, unimaginable. Under the celestial enchantment, Nie Tian was able to explode such a terrible force. His talent is not a general horror.

"I want to see, how strong you are!" Nie Tian's momentum is as strong as the tide, which makes the fox little thief have a trace of uneasiness, she roared, but it is the limit of the eyes of the eve, again Increase the power, the whirlpool of silence becomes more horrible, like a giant beast from the wilderness opened his mouth and wanted to swallow everything around him.

"Hey!" Nine-pole chaos beasts screamed in the sky, shaking the world, wearing a cloud cracked stone, but it was mixed with a bit of grief, apparently unable to support.

"Xiaojiu, go back!" Nie Tian is ready, the Jiuji Chaos beast has won a moment for him, it is enough, and then insist that there is no meaning, win or lose, life and death, only in the next sword.

Blood gas, tumbling not; sword gas, stirring and overflowing; sword meaning, rushing through the sky; killing, Ling Xiao decided.

The next taboo of the taboos will directly determine Nie Tian's life and death.

If you can't break the vortex of silence, he will die.

And not only is he dead, once the eye of the fox fox has absorbed the power of the stars in his body, the eye of the eve will undoubtedly be more horrible, then no one else has no way to live.

The next sword determines the life and death of Nie Tian and everyone.

"Proud swords, sobbing blood and soul!" The heavy roar, resounding in all directions, blood and swordsmanship reached the ultimate peak at this moment, within a few hundred meters of space, the sky and the sword of the twelve hundred Mi Jianying suddenly moved, and merged into one, half empty, a hundred-meter-large giant **** sword appeared, the majestic momentum, such as the mountain thunder, is daunting.

The whirlpool of silence also became violent at this time, and the **** black D released the meaning of endless horror, which seemed to be able to devour everything.

"Breaking!" The roar of anger fell, and the blood of the soul screamed down, and the sigh of anger screamed.

The same is the power of the stars, the most extreme collision, the most horrible spark.

"Bang!" Resounded through the sound of the world, like a sea above, a mountain directly fell, suddenly the momentum of the rushing out, the world is discolored, ghosts and anger.

The crowd could not stop retreating at this moment, and even the **** battle between Wan Rongrong and Ye Lao was affected.

"Zizizi······" suddenly sounded strange in the air, like a hot iron into the boiling water, the whirlpool was cut into two halves, cracked from the middle, the crack is getting bigger, Finally reached the point where he could not heal.

"Boom!" The whirlpool of silence in the next moment, completely split into two halves, and immediately turned into an endless stream of blood, dissipated in the enchantment.

Nie Tian was released from the tightened body, and his heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The swordsmanship of the proud swordsman finally broke through the whirlpool of silence!

"Hey!" Nie Tian's momentum suddenly converges, his body suddenly trembles, and a powerful force emanates from the body, letting him spurt out his blood.

Weeping blood and soul, first weeping the blood and then smashing the soul, hurting people after hurting themselves first, using taboos, Nie Tian immediately suffered a counterattack, suddenly the whole body blood rushed, unable to suppress, blood gathered in the chest, condensed into blood knot I can't swallow and can't vomit, letting his breathing become rushed.

"Well?" I was shocked to change. Nie Tian’s heart slammed, and the sweat of the bean on the forehead, the body of the Jiuxing Dragon, should not be able to resist the resent of the **** soul, why did he put him in danger? Among them.

At this moment, Nie Tian can clearly feel that there are nine dragons roaring in the body, running and seemingly tearing his body.

The blood of the chest is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting richer and thicker. Nie Tian has difficulty breathing and his face is red, as if he is going to explode at any time.

"Nie Tian!"

"Teacher!"

Tang XIII and Duanmu Road noticed that Nie Tian was in a wrong situation and screamed at the same time.

Nie Tian pointed at his chest, but could not speak.

"Duanmu Road, use your eight-pole sword, D wear Nie Tian's chest!" At a critical moment, Duanmu Road sounded a voice in the mind, obviously issued from Nie Tian, ​​but not Nie Tian's voice, very strange .

This sudden shouting voice is not Nie Tian, ​​but the corpse Luo Mojun.

Nie Tian nodded madly, indicating that Duanmu Road was done according to the corpse Luo Mojun.

Duanmu Road hesitated for a moment, finally lifted the eight poles Kunwu, the epee volley, the majestic imposing, overwhelming, a white sword seal, whistling out, "噗", directly D wear Nie Tian chest.

In the **** place, the blood is like a spring, and then spread out. Nie Tian finally can breathe a sigh of relief, and his own strength begins to work, forcing the blood to be out of the body, and his face is much better.

The nine dragon veins rushed inside the body, just a blink of an eye, and the blood D at the chest of Nie Tian gradually closed.

"Chou Luo, what happened just now?" Nie Tianxin had a lingering sorrow, his face was uncertain.

"Master, it should be the first time that Jiu Xing Longmai adapts to the contraindications. It is misunderstood that this is the power in your body, it has not stopped, and it has been strengthened. However, after the Jiuxing Dragon Pulse realized that it was wrong, it was too late to fix it. "The corpse Luo Mojun explained and said: "I believe this will not happen next time."

"Yeah." Nie Tian calmed down and nodded slightly. Just now he could also detect that the Jiuxing Dragon Pulse seemed to expand the power of counter-attack first, and then it was necessary to stop it. It was too late. It seems that the analysis of the sacred Luojun is correct.