Heavenly Monarch of All Times

The old man heard that Nie Tian suddenly screamed and looked strange. He did not understand what he was calling.

Nie Tian was a little excited and almost jumped up with excitement. He really didn't think that for more than a hundred years, he encountered the legendary body.

The body of a hundred imaginary, a very unique heaven and earth spirit, the specific order is unknown, but this kind of heaven and earth spirit is different from other heaven and earth spirits.

The ordinary heaven and earth spirits are the promotion and strengthening of the military martial arts. The war cloud tyrants of the war xiaoyi are like this, and it is also the case of the nine-yang body of the rainy Chiba’s brother.

But the body of the imaginary is not the strengthening of the martial arts, but also the weakening of the martial arts!

Of course, while the body of the imaginary body weakens its own martial arts, it can weaken the martial arts of others.

To put it simply, a warrior with a imaginary body is to weaken his own martial arts, and then let others suffer several times or even dozens of times weaker than themselves, thereby killing the opponent's combat power and achieving the goal of victory.

The power of the imaginary body is not strong at first, but the later it is, the more powerful it is.

Nie Tian had encountered a warrior with a hundred imaginary body, and he was very familiar with it. He was one of his strong enemies, and he was accompanied by the Dongchuan sword evil singularity of the five peaks of the celestial kendo.

The solitary rebellion is the only one of the five peaks of Kendo that has not reached the strength of the Emperor of Heaven. However, with the body of the imaginary, his strength is not under the four people such as Nie Tian.

Even Nie Tian was basically suppressed in the battle against the solitary rebellion, and was repeatedly prevailed by the other side.

Of course, the discussion between them is only a martial art exchange. If it is a real life-and-death confrontation, Nie Tian will not be fully grasped, but will never fear the other side.

Among the five peaks of the celestial kendo, Nie Tian and the Promise Juggernaut Mo Qianxi and the Western Region Sword Emperor Jiu Qiansheng are the best friends, and the Dongchuan Swordsman and the Beihai Swordsman are only ordinary. Friends, there is no deep friendship, just a few times between each other.

Just now Nie Tian felt the breath of the body of the imaginary body in the carriage of the boy, but did not react at the moment.

"It turned out that this young man was actually a vain body, no wonder his face was so pale." Nie Tian said in his heart.

The body of the imaginary, the first weakened martial artist himself, rumors, few people who are born with a virtual body, few people can live ten years old, and most people can not withstand the temper of torture.

Nie Tian heard that there are nine brothers in the solitary rebellion, all of which are all in one hundred, but only one of them survived, and all nine brothers died at the age of five or six.

The teenager in the carriage, born in a vain body, can live so big, it is already a miracle, especially in the lower world where the heaven and earth are lacking in spiritual power, it is a miracle in miracles.

Undoubtedly, this young man's talent is absolutely excellent, perseverance is nothing to say, and from his attitude towards Meng Xueqing, the character is also very good.

"The old man, in the next name Nie, what do you call it?" Nie Tian suppressed the shock of his heart, and the old man who drove the car set up close.

"My surname is Yang." The old man said with a sigh of relief, it seems that he was very dissatisfied with Nie Tian’s strange name.

Nie Tian smiled lightly and said: "Then I will call you Yang old. The teenager in the carriage is your grandson?"

Yang Lao was like Nie Tian, ​​obviously alert a lot, Nie Tian quickly smiled and said: "I just ask."

"Some things, still don't ask." Yang Lao said indifferently, he went to self-driving car, no longer care about Nie Tian.

Nie Tian himself had a boring, and he did not ask any more.

He estimated that Yang Lao is definitely going to see his little grandson, and he wants to go to Mi Ling to find a big man.

It is a pity that he is destined to be disappointed.

Don't say that you must be a monk, even if it is the upper layer of the world, it is difficult to find someone who knows the body of the virtual.

Even if it is Nie Tian, ​​I only know a little bit about it. I only know a few ways to restrain the body of the imaginary body in the battles with the independence.

In the next few days, Nie Tian and Yang Lao said a few words in total. It was the dream of Xue Xueqing and the boy in the carriage, who laughed from time to time and talked very speculatively.

Yang Lao drove the tiger-shaped horned deer. It was very slow during the day. It was really the speed of the old horse, but at night, it was running at a speed, and the night was a thousand miles.

Five days later, Nie Tian and others saw the Yucheng Gate of the Sui Ling Capital.

The spiritual core of the three thousand small worlds is vast and majestic. The outer walls are 100 meters high. There are blessings on the walls. The surrounding space is sealed. Most people want to enter the city directly. impossible.

The huge city walls will have to be surrounded by the spirits, leaving only a gateway to the city.

Anyone who wants to enter the city must pass this gate.

This gate is extremely tall, 500 meters high, three or four hundred meters wide, and has a thickness of at least five or six meters. It is also made of deep sea and black iron. It is very strong and strong, even with the support of the spirit, even if it is God's wheeled warriors also want to break open.

Nie Tian looked at the gate of the city, and looked at the long dragon who could not see the head. He could not help but shook his head slightly.

According to the speed of this long dragon, they have to wait for the day to enter the city.

However, it is better to build an outer city outside the main city of Mirin, just on both sides of the main official road of the spiritual capital, to provide temporary rest for those who cannot enter the city.

Nie Tian looked at it, and the outer city of Mi Lingdu seemed to be much larger than Tianluo City. From afar, it was almost a few dozen miles.

"Nie Big Brother, Grandpa Yang, I have this, I can go straight into the city." At this time, Meng Xueqing pulled the curtain away, revealing a small head, a white palm extending out, with a token on it.

The token in her hand, Nie Tian is very familiar with it, it is the red dress of the Alchemy Association.

Meng Fanchen is the president of the Alchemy Association and the only white elder. Only he has a white dress on his hand.

If Meng Xueqing took out a white dress, the fool could guess her identity.

It is estimated that Meng Fanchen is afraid that white clothes are too eye-catching, so he will give Meng Xueqing a red dress. This will ensure her safety and hide her identity.

"Small girl, how can you have a red dress in the hand of the guild?" Seeing the red dress, Yang Lao suddenly stunned and asked in amazement.

"My grandfather gave it to me." Meng Xueqing beautifully flashed, honestly said.

"Your grandfather?" Yang Lao stunned and immediately asked, "What is your name?"

"Dream Xueqing." Meng Xueqing replied.

"Dream's granddaughter?" Yang asked again.

"Yeah." Meng Xueqing nodded.

Yang’s look was stiff for a moment, his eyes became very complicated, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

"The red dress can't be used, we are here lined up." Half a mile, Yang Lao said, the tone is firm.

"Why?" Meng Xueqing looked puzzled, privileged to use, not stupid?

Nie Tian waved her hand and motioned her not to ask.

Yang Lao does not want to use the red dress, but does not dare to use it, because this token is too eye-catching, once used, I am afraid it will be stared at with ulterior motives.