Heavenly Monarch of All Times

The 627th chapter of genius

In a blink of an eye, half a month is over.

Sumi Lingdu Ancient House.

In the room, Nie Tian stood up, and exhaled a sigh of gas, and a pair of cold smashed open, releasing a strange look.

Since this half a month, Nie Tian has not stepped out and has been retreating.

Some time ago, his strength was promoted too fast, so it needs to be precipitated.

Half a month of retreat and perseverance not only stabilized Nie Tian’s strength, but also improved it again, reaching the dual realm of Shennong.

Tomorrow is the day when the Armed Forces will begin. Nie Tian will end the day before the retreat, just to participate in the Wushu on time.

"Mo Ruyi should also end the retreat, go to her first." Smiled, Nie Tian walked out of the room.

At the same time, when Nie Tian stepped out of the room, the Mohist **** phoenix peak.

A cliff, the height of the sky, straight and straight, very steep.

At this time, a figure appeared from the sky, flashing, and came directly to the cliff.

This person is not someone else, it is the owner of the Mohist family, Mo Zhaojing.

"Rain, you should come out." Mo Zhaojing looked at the cliff in front of him and murmured.

"Hey!" As his voice fell, a loud noise came from the cliff, and it blew directly. The gravel collapsed and there was a figure.

This figure, very familiar, is the first genius of the Mohist, ink rain.

At this time, the ink rain, the sharpness of the front, the momentum is strong, the whole body breath is actually much stronger than before.

And his strength at the moment has actually reached the triple of the gods!

A month ago, the ink rain was only a heavy weapon of the Shennian. At this time, it was already a triple repair of the Shennong, and the strength of promotion was very fast. It was very amazing.

The rain came out of the cliff. The strange thing was that the broken gravel was suspended and did not fall. It seems that there is a magical power inside the cliff to ensure that the gravel does not fall.

"Rain!" Ink Zhaojing saw the rain coming out, sensing the strength of the latter, and his expression was very excited.

"Father!" The ink rain is so beautiful, it is difficult to conceal the excitement. He said: "The Mojia ancestral land is really a magical place. The child just went into the ancestral home to practice for a month, and the strength has actually been promoted to two times. It is too fast!"

“Yeah.” Mo Zhaojing nodded slightly and was very satisfied with the strength of the ink rain. He said: “The spiritual pool within the Moji ancestral land is a gathering of spirits in ancient times, which can continuously gather the spiritual power of the heavens and the earth. The heavens and the earth are a hundred times stronger than the outside world. In the past, the father was practicing in the spirit pool, so there is today's achievement."

Mo Zhaojing said, the palm of the hand rose, the gravel in the air immediately gathered, and then the cave above the cliff was sealed.

Mo Zhaojing looked deep into the ink rain and continued to say: "Yuer, the Moji ancestral home is the biggest secret of the Mohist family. Only the Mohist masters of all ages know the existence of the ancestral land, even the Presbyterians do not know. For the father to let You cultivate in the ancestral land, you should understand what this means."

The ink rained slightly and said: "The child knows that the father wants the baby to be the next owner, and the baby will not let the father down."

"Yeah. Let's go." Mo Zhaojing nodded slightly, and immediately left with ink rain.

In order to let the ink rain improve its strength, Mo Zhaojing told him the secret of the Moji ancestral land in advance.

Mo Yu and Nie Tian have a life-and-death battle. This time, the Miuwu meeting will be an endless battle if they meet each other.

Earlier, Mo Zhaojing saw the strength of Nie Tian, ​​which was quite taboo.

Before the addition, let Mofeng go to kill Motai, and Nie Tian stopped it. Mofeng brought news, Nie Tian's strength is very different, and even the two powerful powers of the Shenzong gods died in his hands.

Mo Zhaojing worried that the ink rain was not the opponent of Nie Tian, ​​so let him enter the ancestral home to practice.

Today, the ink rain is the triple strength of the Shennong, and when the ink spurs the Fengming nine days, the Phoenix blood in the ink rain body is awakened, so Mo Zhaojing is very confident in the ink rain.

At the same time, the Mirling Turin Orthodox Association, a secret place.

Outside the room, a few figures waited, and looked a little anxious.

These figures, two of them, are very familiar, one is the spiritual singer Yao Feike, and the other is Qi Yuji listening to the rain.

The other person, a white-haired old man, looks cold and has a style of masters. He is not someone else. It is the president of the Association of Spiritualists, Ji Jiuqiu, and also the first spiritual master of the world.

At this moment, Ji Feiqiu Yao Feike and others are waiting for a person to go out, that is, Ji Tinghai.

Ji Tinghai claimed that the first enchanting of the sacred spirits, since the three-year-old one-time killing of a commander of the Danwu Temple, after shocking the monk, they secretly retired for three years in the spirit guild guild.

He retired for three years, in order to be able to shock the world again at the Armed Forces.

Tomorrow is the day when the Armed Forces will begin, and today is the day when Ji Tinghai will leave the customs.

"Grandpa, how can you still not come out?" Ji listened to the rain and was so impatient, could not help but ask.

"Don't talk." Ji has no cold and cold, and Ji listens to the rain, screaming.

Ji Tingyu was stalking the wooden road at the entrance of the ancient government, and the matter of kneeling down to Nie Tian has spread throughout the Sumatra capital. After Ji Wuxiu knew this, he was mad. The face of Ji’s family was quickly lost by Ji Tingyu.

What has he created in his previous life, he has such a wonderful grandson.

Ji listened to the rain and bowed his head, not dare to speak again.

Yao Fei can of course know what Ji Jiu is thinking, a faint smile, said: "Ji Hui will be assured, listen to Hai Xianyu this time, the strength can at least reach the five in the Shennong, plus Ji Hui in him The six-order spiritual guards left on the body can almost compete with the Shenzhou Seven-Warrior."

"This time, the Miuwuhui will listen to Haixian. It will definitely shine. The Wuhui leader will not listen to Haixian. As for Nie Tian, ​​it is best to pray not to listen to Haixian, if it is met , must be killed by a stroke."

Yao Fei has been betting on Nie Tian since the last time, after losing the Five Elements, his heart has been stunned, and he can't wait to kill Nie Tian.

If you can take away the Nie Tian by the hand of Ji listening to the sea, it is also very good.

"Yeah." Ji nodded and nodded, showing the trust in Ji Tinghai.

Although Nie Tian’s limelight is very strong in the recent period, Ji is still thinking that Nie Tian is not a star or a half compared to his enchanting grandson.

As long as there is no accident when Ji Tinghai retreats, the strength must be more than five in the Shenneng, and it is easy to win the leader of the Miwu Conference.

"Boom!" At this time, the dark door of the room swayed, the stone door slowly opened, and a figure stepped out step by step.

"Listening to the sea!"

"Big brother!"

Seeing that the man came out, Ji Wuxiu and Ji Tingyu were excited and shouted.

The person who came out of the room, not someone else, was the first enchanting of the sorcerer, Ji listening to the sea!

Ji Tinghai, figure tall and straight, full of face, double eyebrows like a sword, the whole body is introverted, the eyes are quiet, very quiet, but it reveals a sharp edge that cannot be hidden.