Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Looking at the face of Qin Yuhu, Nie Tianxin could not help but smile.

He did not think that he would be forced to be forced by a Vientiane warrior.

At this time, Nie Tian still has two choices, either using the star soul or using the God of War.

Nie Tian did not want to make too much noise. Under consideration, she decided to use the star soul.

Above the chaotic original, there are two star souls: the blood feathers and the eight dragons.

The Blood Feather Scorpio Star Spirit is a pair of mysterious black wings that reveal extreme suffocation.

Eight ridiculous dragon owls are a life-like faucet, revealing extreme domineering.

Looking at the shadow of the tiger on the top of Qin Yuhu's head, Nie Tian decided to use the Eight Desolation Dragon.

When he portrayed the Eight Desolation Dragons, it took ten days to complete. After the success of his portrayal, his mental power was almost exhausted.

It is precisely because Nie Tian spends a lot of time to portray the soul of the star, which leads to his promotion of strength is slow, only the three strengths of Yuanling.

"The Eight Desolation Dragons, it is time for you to prove the value." Nie Tian did not panic, his mouth twitched and smiled.

"Looking for death!" Qin Yuhu saw Nie Tian still laughed at this time, suddenly felt a kind of humiliation, anger, and the tiger's teeth in the hands of a fierce bang.

The overlord is the lore, and the fierce tiger smashed by the swordsmanship is like a tiger going down the mountain, licking his teeth, carrying the power of Wan Hao, pressing to Nie Tian.

The surrounding crowds are retreating together, and this momentum is not something they can afford.

"Give me death!!!" Qin Yuhu screamed, the whole body was surging, and the momentum of a stock burst out, becoming stronger and more horrible.

The tyrannical lore instantly slammed down, like a huge wave, driving the giant force, rolling down.

"Nie Tian brother!" Nie Yurou's small face showed horror and shouted.

Qiu Shan and Qiu Linger’s heart mentioned the eyes of the blind, the eyes are not blinking, the heart is about to jump out.

On the occasion of this millennium, Nie Tianzui’s mouth suddenly appeared a strange smile.

In the body, the ten elements of the pulse are running wildly, and the spirit of the Eight Desolation Dragons above the chaotic original is inductive. The delicate runes of the scorpion are surging, and quickly become a huge force, surging in the Dantian of Nie Tian.

"eight ridiculous dragons, out!" In a critical moment, Nie Tian screamed and screamed, and a strange scene suddenly appeared.

Nie Tian was full of horror, and he condensed into a huge faucet in vitro.

The fascinating virtual shadow is getting bigger and bigger, and there are already five or six meters in the blink of an eye, and Nie Tian is tightly wrapped among them.

"Hey!" The next moment, the overlord lore and the eight-year-old dragon slammed into a collision, suddenly a collision of electric light and flint, the fire splashed, violently abnormal.

The terror of the road was suppressed, and the ground immediately appeared a horrible crack.

Deep traces of the road, deep underground, terrible!

A dozen deep pits were cracked in the ground within a few tens of meters.

However, the overlord's lore did not break the leading shadow of the eight ridiculous dragons.

Nie Tian was in the shadow of the faucet, although the positive temperament of the tyrannical lore was all blocked by the leading shadow, but the horror of the swordman also caused him to be injured.

Qin Yuhu's tiger tooth spirit sword is too horrible, and the power of the king's lore is even more horrible. If there is no eight-year-old dragon star spirit, Nie Tian is hit by any sword, even if it is not dead.

Qin Yuhu’s tiger tooth sword spirit is obviously slightly mutated. It seems to carry the power of a tiger, like the combination of sword spirit and tiger spirit, but sword spirit dominates.

"How is it possible? Who are you in the end!?" Qin Yuhu saw that Nie Tian suddenly rushed out of the leading phantom, Yuan Lijun, almost condensed into a solid, suddenly squatting in place.

At this moment, he believes that Nie Tian is at least the strength of the Yuanling, and the illusion of the dragon around him is the spirit of Nie Tian!

Shenlong Yuanling seems to be a beast, and it seems to be more arrogant than Qin Yuhu’s tiger tooth sword. Qin Yuhu can not be surprised!

Not only is Qin Yuhu surprised, but some people in the venue are stunned.

Nie Tian’s performance at this moment completely overturned everyone’s martial arts cognition!

"Who am I, you don't know!" At this moment, Nie Tian suddenly moved.

"Hey!" The next moment, the fascinating virtual shadow suddenly made a deep dragon, as if the thunder of nine days resounded in everyone's heart.

"Boom!" A loud noise, the eight-year-old dragon's courage suddenly broke out!

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the fascinating virtual shadow is like a wild and wild beast, breaking out of the ground and attacking Qin Yuhu.

The power of the Eight Desolation Dragons is powerful and unmatched. If you hit Qin Yuhu on the front, you will die without death!

Immediately afterwards, the Eight Desolation Dragons erupted out of the overwhelming deities, and the front of the Qin Yuhu was scattered.

Just for a short while, Qin Yuhu’s surprised face was instantly replaced by fear.

Under the tyrannical momentum of the Eight Desolation Dragons, the clothes on Qin Yuhu instantly turned into fly ash, above the skin, cracked in inches, **** traces all over the body.

It was at this time that the change was sudden.

"Hey!" Qin Yuhu had already despaired, but a sigh of air suddenly appeared, hitting him directly, causing it to fly out, slamming into a huge stone, the stone was broken into gravel, and after he landed, a **** spray And out.

Qin Yuhu was pushed open by inexplicable temperament, and escaped the fatal blow of the Eight Desolation Dragons in the most critical moment.

"You still shot." Nie Tian turned indifferently and looked at Fan Jinzhi coldly.

It’s not someone else who rescued Qin Yuhu. It’s the teacher of Ba Yun College, Fan Jinzhi.

Fan Jinzhi watched the battle for a long time, and he did not intend to shoot.

But he did not think that Nie Tian’s strength was so terrible.

"Who are you? How dare you make trouble at Ba Yun College?" Fan Jinzhi swept his eyes to Nie Tian, ​​and opened his mouth.

"Mr. Fan." Qin Yuhu climbed up hard. Although he was extremely injured, he was still alive and shouted with anger.

"You will retreat first, and this person will hand it over to me." Fan Jinzhi said faintly.

"Yes." Qin Yuhu promised to retreat to the side with the support of several warriors.

Just when Fan Jinzhi came out, Qiushan suddenly looked awkward, and immediately binocular congestion, the whole body could not stop shaking.

"Fan Jinzhi, it is you!" Akiyama suddenly stepped forward and said.

Fan Jinzhi in front of him is too familiar with him, and he can recognize it as a ash.

Aoyama was injured in the Yuan Dynasty twenty-five years ago. Fan Jinwu was the mastermind, and Fan Jinzhi was an accomplice.

Fan Jinwu and Fan Jinzhi are brothers.

At that time, Akiyama was the newcomer of the Ba Yun College. The first person in the outer court, Fan Jinwu and Fan Jinzhi were his younger brothers.

Later, the two younger brothers ate outside, smashed the autumn mountain, and made him a person who died in the Yuan Dynasty. In the end, he could only leave the Yunyun College.

Nowadays, people are changing and the world is vicissitudes.

Fan Jinwu is already the vice president of Ba Yun College, and Fan Jinzhi has also become the teacher of Ba Yun College.

Autumn Mountain has become a silent and unknown person.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Qiushan, Fan Jinzhi was a glimpse, and immediately recognized it. He suddenly laughed and said: "Who I am, it was the waste that was expelled from the school by Ba Yun College. Hahaha, hahaha!"