Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Vol 15 Chapter 1650: Remnant soul

"This breath, why are you so familiar?" Nie Tian looked up at the figure in the iron cage, and could not help but scream.

"Oh!" The next moment, the iron cage opened, the figure stepped out of the cage, and the darkness of the whole body became more violent, like a group of abyss surging in the space, wanting to devour everything.

"Well?" At this time, the voice of the little fat cat suddenly sounded, and it was a little surprised.

"Little fat, what did you find?" Nie Tian stunned, and there were not many things that could make the little fat cat surprised. The latter must have found something.

"Nie Tian, ​​you have to be careful, this guy is the body of Jiuyang!" Xiaofei cat frowned, said sinkingly, but his eyes were hesitant, as if thinking about something.

"The body of Jiuyang!" Hearing these four words, Nie Tian’s eyes suddenly trembled and almost screamed out.

He immediately reacted. After the person appeared, he felt very familiar. The other party was the body of Jiuyang.

The body of Jiuyang, Nie Tian is no stranger. He once met a person when he was in the world of the plane. It is also the body of Jiuyang. The person is not a person. It is the brother of Yuki Chiba, if it rains. Policy!

"If the rain is true!" Nie Tian suddenly thought of the name, and the eyes of the man in the air could not help but tremble. The latter's figure is very similar to the real rain, but the momentum of the body is completely different.

"Shu slave, kill him!" At this time, the Qingyi grimace warrior looked at the caged person, cold and cold, no scruples at all.

The man who was called the slave was not talking, just nodded, and then he went to Nie Tian's side.

Nie Tian and the slaves are about a kilometer away, feeling the breath of the latter, but they are not sure whether this person is a real rain.

The slave is the body of Jiuyang, and the figure and the rain are very imaginative, but his face has a special face mask, and the whole body is filled with a very cold cold atmosphere, even if Nie Tian has the eyes of the stars. And can't see his true face.

What is even more bizarre is that there is a very dark fel in the body of the slave, which is completely different from the scent of the rain. This makes Nie Tian unable to determine his identity.

"If the rain is true!" Nie Tian blinked and shouted.

The slaves did not react, as if they did not hear Nie Tian’s words.

The next moment, the whole body of slaves Chi dark atmosphere suddenly became violent, then step by step, toward a ferocious punch out wanton Nie days.

"Boom!" The dark evil spirits gathered in an instant, and the black fist shadows were like a flood of beasts, and they rushed down to Nie Tian.

Nie Tian brows a wrinkle, did not expect that the slaves suddenly shot, rushed, the body of the nine dragons running up, a punch, Bangran Long shadow whistling out.

"Hey!" In the void, the double fists collided, and a violent muffled sound came out, and the void shook a little, and the rolling waves swayed in all directions.

Nie Tian felt the impact of the madness, the figure was mad, and quickly opened the wings of the spirit of the soul, this stabilized the body, but the mouth is bleeding a trace of blood.

The strength of the slaves is beyond his expectations, and the punch is extremely fierce.

Coupled with Nie Tian's distraction, I was still thinking about the truth of the rain, and suddenly fell to the wind.

The strength of the slaves is only the lower peak of the gods, but its combat power is very terrible. Even if it is in the ring, it is probably stronger than the middle peak.

The dark fel energy of his whole body is even more strange. In addition to the strong impact, there is even a terrible power of devouring, which is extremely terrifying.

"Nie Tian, ​​don't distract, this guy is not a normal warrior, he was controlled by a mantra!" The little fat cat seemed to find something at this moment, screaming, reminding Nie Tian.

"Is it controlled by the curse?" Nie Tian's eyes were tight, his eyes could not help but sink, and he was shocked: "What cursing?"

"One of the three evil prints of the ancient times, the remnant sorcerer curse!" The little fat cat sullenly opened, and there was some trembling in the voice. He said: "The sorrowful sorcerer can swallow the martial art of the martial art to enhance The martial arts potential of the warrior. The more the martial arts gods are swallowed up, the greater the potential of the martial arts, the more horrible the combat power."

"The remnant murder spell can turn a warrior into the purest killing weapon!"

The little fat cat is slightly nervous and continues to say: "This guy is the body of Jiuyang. It is no weaker than the four taboos of the ancient times. Under the stimulation of the remnant curse, the power of Jiuyang will be greatly enhanced. You fight with him, be careful!"

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Nie Tian discovered that the eyes of the slaves were pure black, and the evils were incomparable. Their gods have been swallowed up by the remnant sorcerer.

"Boom!" At this time, the momentum of the slaves suddenly rose again, and then a more violent punch, the fist shadows like a dragon, rolling, the whole piece of the platform seems to be shaking.

"Swords and Eight Barrens!" Nie Tian eyes condensed, the sword appeared in the hands of a scorpion, a sword blasted out, the sword wave rolled out, forcibly blocked the punch of the slave.

He is not sure of the identity of the slaves, so he dare not kill the latter and does not want to hurt the latter.

The crowd looked at the two people over the ring, and their eyes became dull. This level of combat was beyond the imagination of everyone.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!······" The terrible roar of the sky continued to pass, and the shadow of the ball was separated by the sword in the air.

Nie Tian has never shot, is passive defense, and does not dare to do his best.

"Nie Tian, ​​what are you doing? Why didn't you kill him?" Mo Yuanwei saw that Nie Tian didn't kill the machine, and he couldn't help but frown, and his heart roared.

Ghost Mountain Spring, which is secretly watching in the high place, is also puzzled. I don’t know why Nie Tian will be merciful to the slaves.

"Nie Tian, ​​if you don't fight back, the strength of this guy will become stronger and stronger. When you want to defeat him again, it will not be so easy." The voice of the little fat cat also rang, urging.

Under the stimulation of the remnant sorcerer's curse, the slaves will become stronger and stronger. If they are so consumed, the situation will be unfavorable to Nie Tian.

"If the rain is true, will it be you?" Nie Tian stabilized his body and hesitated. He could not just figure out the identity of the slave.

In the high place, the Qingyi warrior was also annoyed. He did not expect that Nie Tian’s strength was so strong.

If it is an ordinary warrior, at this time, he died in the hands of the slaves. Nie Tian can continue to the present, beyond his expectations.

He gave the slaves an order to kill Nie Tian, ​​so before Nie Tian did not die, the slaves would never stop.

This battle is destined to have only one person to survive!

"Sui slave, use your sword!" At this time, the Qingyi warrior opened his mouth coldly, without any scruples.

When the slave's body was stagnation, then the big hand stretched out, and a quaint sword appeared. It was actually shaking in his hands. The sound of the strange swords sounded like a worm.

But the sound of the sword fell in Nie Tian's ear, but it seemed like a thunderstorm in nine days.

"You really are really raining!" Nie Tianshuang screamed fiercely and screamed in his heart.

That ancient sword, this kind of sword humming, Nie Tiantai is familiar with it, it is the sword of the Yuanling of the rain policy, the nine-yang variant!