Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Nie Tian refining the dragon, it took three days.

Three days later, he walked out of the room, and there were several medicine bottles in his hand. The inside was a crystal Y body. Under the sunshine S, it was full of colorful light.

"Y of the dragon, although it is a little worse than the purest dragon, but it is not much worse." Nie Tian muttered, very happy.

In three days, he refining the hearts of the nine dragons and refining the three bottles of the dragon, which is more precious than the dragon blood.

Nie Tian has already thought about it. Three bottles of demon dragon Y, he wants a bottle himself, and gives a bottle to Akiyama. The remaining bottle is reserved for Yuki Chiba.

If the rain Chiba wakes up from the snow and stone, the blood of the body still exists, and the dragon of the dragon is more horrible than the dragon blood, enough to help her suppress the power of blood.

Nie Tian has basically recovered now, but refining the dragon has consumed too much mental strength. As long as the mental strength recovers, he will directly take the Y of the demon dragon.

As for the nine demon dragon spirits, Nie Tian does not want to use it now. He has to wait until his spiritual power reaches the 90th order, and refines nine nine-order panaceas with nine spirits.

"Nie Tian!" Just out of the room, the appearance of ink-like statues appeared, the delicate face with a smile of sunshine, seeing that Nie Tian is fine, she is very happy.

Nie Tian extended his hand and put the ink in his arms, scenting the warm body.

"Nie, Nie Tian adults!" At this time, an untimely sound began to sound, An Huai Lin appeared in the figure, looked flustered, seems to have something big.

Nie Tian slightly stunned, isn't An Huai Lin unable to stabilize the Ice City?

“What happened?” Nie Tian’s face sank and asked coldly.

"Adult, the nine Y altar has an accident!" An Huai Lin was panicked, and his body was cold and sweaty.

“Hmmm?” Nie Tian’s eyes are condensed, his face is more Y-sinking, and the Jiu Y altar is the key to helping Mo Ruzhen awaken the body of the saint, and will soon recover. How can it happen at this time?

"If you are, you will give this spirit Y to Qiushan and let him take it." Nie Tian took out a bottle of demon dragon Y and handed it to Mo Ruo, and then said to An Huai Lin: "Take me to the altar There."

"Yes!" An Huai Lin respectfully agreed to leave with Nie Tian.

Ink is very nervous, but she has not followed the past. She knows that her strength is too weak. It is useless to be with Nie Tian. It will only become the burden of the latter.

After a while, Nie Tian and An Huai Lin came to the place where the Jiu Y altar was located.

Nie Tian looked up at the altar in the air, and the altar was actually running wildly, and the huge force constantly rushed out, as if completely out of control.

"What is going on?" Nie Tian's face was very heavy and he asked.

If the Jiu Y altar runs at this speed, it will take a long time for the power inside the altar to be lost.

"I, I don't know. After the last batch of saints' bones were put into the altar, it seemed to touch some kind of power in the altar. The whole altar was completely out of control." An Huai Lin's forehead was full of cold sweat, but he spent The altar that has been maintained for decades, such a strong power is lost in vain, his heart cuts R generally pain.

"Blood butcher!" Nie Tian suddenly remembered a person, his eyes sank, and the gods shrouded the past. In the inner space of the altar, a group of black brilliance was spinning at a rapid speed, and it was constantly absorbing the power of the altar.

"Sure enough, this guy!" Nie Tian twitched and immediately understood that it was the blood and the spirit that made the altar out of control and wanted to absorb the power of the entire altar.

"It's the blood demon!" An Huai Lin also understood in an instant, screaming.

"Blood and spirit, give me out!" At this time, Nie Tian roared, the whole body raging, the figure skyrocketed, directly under a sword, a horrible sword shadow fell on the nine Y altar.

When a sword fell, the entire altar was slightly stagnation, and the speed of operation immediately became slow.

"Bad boy, it is you!" The blood-soul spirit appeared, and Nie Tian interrupted him to absorb the power of the altar, making him angry.

"The blood and the spirit, the sage bone is enough to restore the altar, you do not have the need to exist!" Nie Tian figure standing in the air, cold and cold, the whole body killing Ling Xiao.

"Is it?" The **** screaming screams, and the black brilliance gradually begins to change. It is actually a faint black human figure.

The **** spirit before it was just a ghost face. After absorbing the power of the altar, it seemed to be condensed into a complete human form.

"A strong breath!" Nie Tian's gaze is slightly congested, and the blood-soul spirit's momentum is much stronger than it was a few days ago. It seems to have reached the peak of heaven and earth.

"Bad boy, you are an annoying flies, this deity will kill you!" Every time the blood and the spirit appeared, Nie Tian would run out of bad things, like the bones of the bones, lingering.

The cold voice fell, and a black brilliance emerged in the void. Like a sharp arrow, it provoked S, and suddenly a suffocating air filled the air and pressed it toward Nie Tian.

The power of the blood demon, very strange, with a **** horror, death is extremely strong, giving a suffocating sense of oppression.

Nie Tian’s eyes were condensed, and there was no fear. The long sword smashed the sky, and the power of the Thunder filled the space, and the whole world shook with it.

The next moment, the power of the Thunder gathered into a terrible sword, and slammed down.

"Bang!" The emptiness trembled fiercely. Under the collision of two forces, the power of terror spread out.

Nie Tian's figure trembled and was retraced by tens of meters, and then the chest was boring, and a blood spurted out.

In contrast, the blood and the spirit, more miserable than him, the human form of the virtual shadow is directly smashed by the power of the behemoth, only a ghost face floating in the void, black D general nephew Released the meaning of grievances.

The strength of the blood and the spirit has indeed been raised to the heaven and man, but unfortunately, Nie Tian’s power of thunder is too strong for him.

An Huai Lin was able to stay in the moment. He thought that there would be a fierce battle between Nie Tian and Xue Tu Ling. I did not expect that under the same trick, the two would be so fierce.

"Blood and sorcerer, ready to die." Nie Tian wiped the blood of his mouth, the nine dragon veins ran wildly, and there was a thunder sea behind him, and the thunderous force of the thunder made the world tremble.

The purple-golden thunder and lightning are intertwined into a huge net of thunder in the void, and the face is covered with blood and directly pressed toward the blood and the spirit.

The Thunder's net released a terrible breath, and the blood demon spirit of the blood and the spirits was suppressed to death, and there was no resistance at all.

"Don't kill me!" The blood-stained inspiration came with a breath of death. He screamed and shouted: "The devil is still in my hand, you killed me, she will die together!"

"Moon Jin!" Nie Tian's gaze was slightly congested, and the Thunder's net was slightly stagnation, and the blood was swiftly covered, but it did not tighten.

Yue Jin, really in the hands of the blood butcher!