Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Long Qianqiu’s eyes are cold and cold, and he directly locks Nie Tian. The whole body’s momentum is shrouded over, and a huge force in the void is overwhelming.

Nie Tian was suffering from a dragon and a thousand enemies. He was seriously injured. Coupled with the power of the sixth-order blasting Yuan Dan, it was impossible to withstand such terrible momentum.

"Don't hurt him!" Ye Lao took a step forward, the figure was like a knife, the wild knife was released, and a knives of knives bloomed, and the emptiness fluctuated in the void, such as the momentum of the mountains, suddenly Stop.

Ye Laoqiang blocked the momentum of the dragon and the enemy, and his body shape was also restricted.

Nie Tian brows slightly wrinkled, his eyes could not help but tighten.

Just now, Long Qianqiu and Lu Qian left together, but now they are back. Is Lu Qian killed by him?

Lu Qian is the person at the Shura auction site. If Long Qianqiu is better than him, he will not dare to kill.

"Well?" Long Qianqiu saw his momentum blocked by Ye Lao, his eyes trembled slightly, but still staring at Nie Tian, ​​one word and one sentence: "Wan years of ice!"

For thousands of years, the dragon is eager for the thousand years.

Nie Tian eyes condensed, seeing the old support of the leaves very hard, palms open, floating above the palm of a J-size clear ice crystal.

Ice crystals, such as gems, are usually flashing, but they are slightly rotated. Immediately, there is a piece of frost in the surrounding space, and the space is slightly frozen.

This clear ice crystal, it is just that Nie Tian got from the body of the dragon, it is a thousand years of ice!

Just now when Nie Tian got the hail of the year, he was ecstatic, because this is equivalent to the existence of the nine-order spiritual material, and the power contained in it is endless and difficult to estimate.

He finally understood why the Dragon III was able to explode such a terrible ice, because of this little Wannian hail.

The hail is made up of the most pure ice, and it can continuously absorb the cold of the outside world. The potential is endless and terrifying.

Long San can become the first person in the Shura Huangbang, relying on this Wannian hail.

Nie Tian can feel it, and there is still the scent of the dragon in the hail. This shows that this eternal hail has been completely integrated with his spirit.

Nie Tian estimated that this should be the first time that Long San was born, and a powerful warrior forcibly eliminated his Yuan Ling imprint, and then integrated the Wannian hail into his body, replacing the Yuan Ling imprint. It’s a million years of ice!

Wannian Hail Yuan Ling, qualification is equivalent to the nine-order Yuan Ling!

This means is not only against the sky, but also cruel.

It is not easy for Long San to come over.

Nie Tian did not know where the hail came from, but he had already reached his hand and wanted him to spit it out again. It was difficult!

"Dragon thousand enemies, you dare to go forward half a step, I will destroy the ice for thousands of years!" Nie Tian eyes turned cold, and immediately a sword sentiment poured out, turned into a sharp blade, hanging over the million years of ice, once When it falls, the hail will be destroyed.

"Kid, you dare!" Long Qianqiu screamed, his body shape stopped, but the momentum of the whole body was collected, and he dared not act rashly.

Wannian hail is the ancestral thing of the Dragon family. It has been passed down from generation to generation. I don’t know how long it has been passed.

The descendants of the Long family, as long as there are people with the attributes of ice, will try to melt the eternal hail into their bodies, replacing their original Yuanling imprint.

Of course, this process is very dangerous. Once it fails, it will be fine for a long time, but those who merge with the hail must die.

Long San is the only one who has successfully integrated the hail in the past 100 years. It is regarded as the hope of the new generation of the dragon family, and will be cultivated as the future homeowner.

But who can think of this future homeowner actually died in the hands of Nie Tian.

What is even more unacceptable is that the Wannian hail also fell in the hands of Nie Tian.

The dragon is dead. If the hail is destroyed, the dragon will lose money.

At this price, Long Qianqiu can't afford it.

"You can try, I dare not?" Nie Tian said that Ye Lao retired, took a step at his feet, and thought quickly in his mind.

He wants to leave with a thousand years of ice, obviously it is an idiotic dream, but even if it is impossible, Nie Tian must also try.

Long Qianqiu’s eyes twitched and forced the anger of his heart, and said coldly: “Boy, you will hand over the hail for a long time, I will not pursue the matter of Longsan, and guarantee that you will leave here alive, how?”

"Hey." Nie Tianxiao laughed and said indifferently: "When are you a three-year-old doll? Here is the black market, you are the master of your dragon family everywhere, and don't say that your guarantee cannot be honored, even if you really I am willing to let me go, I am afraid other people will not agree."

Long Qianqiu's eyes are fierce. At first glance, it is the generation of Y, and this kind of person's guarantee, P does not count.

Think about the replacement status. If Nie Tian is standing in the position of the dragon and the enemy, he can't talk to the other party about integrity.

"Do you believe in the old man?" Long Qianqiu screamed repressedly, and the resentment in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

"If I was so easily deceived, I would have died without a whole body." Nie Tian smiled indifferently and sneered: "If you are, you don't believe it."

Long Qianqiu's eyes are red and bloody. Just now, it is only a matter of expediency. If Nie Tian will surrender the hail, he will definitely not hesitate to shoot!

Recalling the palm of my hand, the dragon is repenting.

Just the best time to kill Nie Tian, ​​if he directly kills, the latter is absolutely any chance to survive.

But now, it’s too late to say anything.

"Kid, what do you want?" The dragon screamed, like a violent beast.

Nie Tianqi was slightly trembled and still thinking about the retreat.

"Ye Lao, you go to open the black market's exit. I will meet you later." Nie Tian confessed to Ye Lao, while sneer, said: "My friend must leave first, no problem?"

Ye Lao nodded and turned and left.

The dragon and the thousand enemies nervously tightened, but when they saw Nie Tian’s palms holding the hail for thousands of years, they dared not move, and they could only watch Ye Lao leave.

Ye old figure disappeared, Nie Tiansong breathed a sigh of relief. Next, he just had to find a way to resist the dragon and hate it, and find a chance to get out of it.

However, the strength of Long Qianqiu is too strong, and Nie Tian is very heavy at this time. It is difficult to block the former.

"Dragons and Thousands!" Just when Nie Tian was bitter and fruitless, a familiar voice sounded in the void, and then three figures came, for the first person, not others, it was Lu Jinghong!

Behind Lu Jinghong stood Lu Yingying and a pale old man.

The old man’s breath was slightly rushed, apparently injured.

He is Lu Qian, and the wound on his body is given by the dragon.

Lu Qian, who was injured, immediately returned to the Shura auction, so Lu Jinghong’s father and daughter appeared here.

Lu Jinghong's figure fell and saw the body on the ground, his expression solidified instantly.