Vol 12 Chapter 1112: Yin corpse
In the small courtyard. ?
"Big Brother, what have you been born in these years?" Long Aotian calmed down, his eyes sparkling with brilliance and asked excitedly.
Nie Tian did not hide it and said his own things.
Long Aotian and Xue Yong are all stunned, especially the latter, directly petrochemical in place.
He only knew at this time that the person who had just punched himself with him was the first **** of war in heaven!
"Oh my God! I..." Xue Yong screamed in his heart and didn't know what to say.
Ink has long known the identity of Nie Tian, not surprised, but Xue Er has heard a little understanding, a small face puzzled.
In fact, Cher does not care about who Nie Tian is. In her heart, Nie Tian has never changed. She has always been the kind-hearted boy she saw in the colorful valley for the first time.
"Aotian, talk about you, what are you born again?" Nie Tian calmed down and looked at Long Aotian's body like a bone, and could not help but frown.
In his memory, Long Aotian is a tall and arrogant young man, but after more than a hundred years, he has become a dead old man.
Long Aotian sighed long and said his own experience.
It turns out that after Nie Tian’s death, Long Aotian was also chased and killed by Luo Chen’s faintness. Originally, Luo Chen’s fainting had already captured Long Aotian. Later, the Magic Emperor’s Baili’s dust was protected by Long Aotian, and Luo Chen’s fainting was in Long Aotian. The body is left with a sinister curse, expelling it from the morning fainting, and never returning.
"It seems that it is a hundred miles to save you." Nie Tian brows up, and a gentle and refined face emerges in his mind.
The Magic Emperor Baili Fengfeng is one of the nine emperors. It is not surprising that he has some friendship with the late father of Long Aotian and is willing to come forward to Baolong.
"What is the sinister curse on your body?" Nie Tian blinked, and the gods directly perceive the past. When he saw Long Aotian talking, his expression was always suppressed and it was obviously very painful.
Nie Tianshen perceives the past and immediately sees that the dragon's auspicious veins are covered with black runes, constantly releasing evil forces and invading the dragon's Yuan.
Long Aotian's skin is black and skinny, and it is oppressed by the yin corpse.
"Big brother, this is Luo Chen faint, the old **** left me a gift, one day, I will definitely go back!" Long Ao Tian smiled, forced to dress up indifferent.
Nie Tian is slightly frowning, he is thinking, what kind of power can crack the corpse curse.
"What is your arm?" At this time, Nie Tian suddenly appeared, and Long Aotian had only one arm left and could not help but ask.
“Hey!” Long Aotian sighed and said: “I have been a mercenary before, I have met a big customer, I am willing to have a nine-level spirit, let me **** a person, who knows that the man has offended Shura’s door. Man, I killed a prefectural Shura and was broken by the other arm."
Nie Tian brow could not help but wrinkle more tightly, and immediately understood what.
More than a hundred years ago, Long Aotian was already the eight-powerful strength of the Emperor, and now he is still the eight-powerful strength of the Emperor. With his martial arts talent, he should have been promoted to the Emperor.
The reason why there is no promotion is that it must be the sinister curse.
The Emperor of the Eight Emperor of Heaven, the hands and feet can be revived even if they are broken. Long Aotian’s arm did not grow out again, and it must be the suppression of the sinister curse.
"Big Brother, you don't have to worry about me. Although I can't do it, I can't die for a while." Long Aotian laughed, but the smile on his face made it even more heartbreaking.
He can look at his brother and endure the curse every moment!
"Chou Luo, do you have a way?" Nie Tian directly released the corpse Luo Mojun, asked deeply.
The corpse Luo Mojun has not appeared for a long time, has been practicing, and the Yuan Ling, which was swallowed before refining, is already a great strength of the Emperor.
"Chou Luo?" Long Aotian saw the little mouse that suddenly appeared in front of him, could not help but stunned and said: "You are the corpse Luo Mojun?"
Long Aotian also played against the corpse Luo Mojun. I did not expect that the latter actually became this look.
The corpse Luo Mojun stunned Long Aotian, a pair of lazy to look at you, the gods perceived in the latter, and then flashed a strange look in the eyes, said: "Master, you do not have eight devil bones in your hand ?"
"Eight devil bones!" Nie Tianxian was a glimpse, then reacted and exclaimed: "How can I forget this!"
Long Aotian broke an arm, and Nie Tian’s hand had just one of the four sacred arms of the four mysterious arms. As long as he took the arm for Long Aotian, at least he could restore his strength.
"Master." At this time, the sacred Luojun is indulging, saying: "The yin corpse is a sinister force, and the eight sacred bones can contain eight ghosts, this ghost is more sinister The power can directly absorb the yin corpse curse!"
"What do you mean?" Nie Tian gave a slight glimpse, and some did not understand.
"Simply put, as long as this guy has eight ridiculous bones, not only can the body's corpse curse be removed, but also the power of the ridiculous bones can be spurred to the extreme." The corpse Luo Mojun said faintly, Very proud, "If there is no accident, the strength of Long Aotian can definitely be compared with the nine heavens!"
"Really?" Long Aotian screamed, and when he reached out and lifted the corpse Luo Mojun, he was very excited.
"Quickly let go of this!" The scorpion Luo Mojun was scared and his voice was sharp.
Nie Tian was very happy. He took out the eight wild ghost bones directly and said: "The corpse, for the proud of the sky, please you."
The scorpion Luo Mojun took over the eight demon bones and looked at Long Aotian. "Your arm has been broken for decades. The meridians have been necrotic. I will cut your broken arm and use the magic flower. Blood lotus liquid cleans and stimulates blood circulation regeneration. This process is a little painful. Can you stand it?"
"Little mouse, Laozi is so big, what pain has not been suffered?" Long Aotian looked disdainful and said: "Don't say cut my arm, even if you cut my people, I will not cry for a while." ""
When Nie Tian heard the words of Long Aotian, she couldn't help but look at the black line. Just now, Long Aotian was yelled and shouted by the sinister curse.
"Chou Luo, how long do you need?" Nie Tian took out a bottle of magic flower blood lotus spirit, handed it to the corpse Luo Mojun, asked.
Now their situation is very dangerous. The people of Shuramen are likely to come at any time. If the scorpion Luo Mojun gives Long Aotian an arm, the Shura killer comes, it will be troublesome.
"One day!" The scorpion Luo Mojun thought for a moment, said sinkingly.
"Good!" Nie Tian nodded and said: "If you don't want to be late, you can start now."
The corpse Luo Mojun promised to enter the room with Long Aotian.
After a while, the room was screaming at the horror of Long Aotian’s heartbreaking lungs.
Nie Tian’s face is black, and this is too exaggerated.
In the small courtyard, Nie Tian suddenly looked at Xue Yong and suddenly noticed something. The brow wrinkled and said: "Xue Yong, how long have you been in the Heavenly Emperor?"
