Vol 7 Chapter 557: I want to take her away.

“Well?” Nie Tian whispered slightly, his body trembled, and he kept the ink behind him, his footsteps suddenly slammed, and the surging swords suddenly came out. At the same time, there was a reaction on the star soul. The power of the stars is pouring out.

"Boom!" The sword and the power of the stars are perfectly combined. The power of the fourth-order star soul Shura ghost hand bursts out. A **** ghost hand appears in the air, madly catching the ink rain.

"Well?" The ink rain felt a boundless momentum, and suddenly his heart trembled, and the whole body released a more violent momentum.

He did not think that in just one and a half years, Nie Tian’s strength was so terrible.

In the void of "嘭嘭嘭", a burst of blasting sounds, the glare of the glare swelled, and the rolling waves spread in all directions.

Nie Tian gently under his feet, with ink as a retreat tens of meters, said faintly: "Ink rain, is this your strength? Must be the three enchanting, but so."

The ink rain stabilized the body, and his eyes looked at Nie Tian as poisonously. Hearing the other person's irony, he hated to gnash his teeth.

But he was much calmer at this time, and he felt the strength of Nie Tian, ​​and his expression could not be concealed.

Real yuan triple, Nie Tian is actually the real three triple strength!

Although the real strength of the real yuan is still far away from the gods, in the eyes of the ink, this is a force that can not help but chill.

You know, just a year and a half ago, when the ink rain saw Nie Tian for the first time, the latter was still a small ants, and the ink rain at that time was already a true strength.

For a whole year and a half, the ink rain has been promoted from the true Yuan to the Shennian round. Although it is a rising realm, it is only a promotion of strength.

And Nie Tian?

Directly promoted from Yuanling to the real three, across the Vientiane, the giant spirit, fully enhanced the strength of the three realms!

In a year and a half, improve the three realms!

Is Nie Tian still a human? It’s just a monster!

What makes the ink rain more acceptable is that the previous move was a fight, and the strength that Nie Tian showed was not under him.

The real three-armed warrior can actually counterbalance the Shenwu one-strong warrior. If it is not personally confirmed, the ink rain will never believe it.

In fact, Mofeng had reminded him of the rain before, telling him that Nie Tian’s strength is somewhat different. If he let him grow up, the consequences will be disastrous.

At that time, the ink rain did not care, but when the ink peak worried about the fire.

But now it seems that Nie Tian's strength is different, and it is still above the description of Mo Feng.

It will only be a year and a half, and it will be able to compete with the ink rain. If you give him another year and a half, can you challenge Tang Yin Mo Zhaojing and others?

Nie Tian’s strength is too horrible, and it makes ink rain impossible to understand.

"Nie Tian, ​​you" is not only the rain and shock, but the ink is also a pretty face, and staring at Nie Tian, ​​it is incredible.

"Who are you?" At this time, a thunderous roar rang, and a figure appeared in the air, like the demon of the gods, the wild momentum can almost shatter the void, and people could not help but shudder.

"A good and powerful momentum!" Nie Tian looked at the people, and his heart trembled. This man’s momentum was even more terrifying than the Danwu Temple’s proposition, and it was already the martial art of the gods.

"Father!" Mo Yu looked at the people and shouted respectfully.

"Father?" Nie Tian gave a slight glimpse, but did not expect that the person who came to be the owner of the Mohist family, Zhao Zhaojing.

Ink Zhaojing and Tang Yi are the same, and the two are called the two peaks of the three thousand small world.

No wonder this man is so powerful, it is actually Mo Zhaojing!

It was not surprising that Mo Ruzhen ignited Fengming for nine days, and broke the seal in the phoenix stone and obtained the inheritance of the soul of the phoenix.

"Nie Tian." Nie Tian looked at Mo Zhaojing, faintly said his name, not humble, not even a provocative meaning.

Although Mo Zhaojing is the pinnacle of the three thousand small world, Nie Tian does not put him in the eye.

Moreover, Mo Ruyi was unfairly treated in the Mohist family. The Mohist family did not care about it. It was not a good thing to think about it.

"Nie Tian?" Mo Zhaojing frowned. It seems that he heard the name. He glanced at the ink rain and immediately remembered that there was a life and death battle between the man and the ink rain for three years. The man was called Nie. day.

Although Mo Zhaojing knew this, he never looked at it, but only as a joke.

A teenager in a remote place, but an ant, how can it be compared with his genius son, this battle is destined to be just a joke.

But just now he saw that Mo Yu and Nie Tian had a fight, and then heard Nie Tian’s name, and there was some worry in his heart.

In the eyes of Mo Zhaojing, he looked at Nie Tian and said coldly: "Who are you?"

Mo Ruzhen saw that Mo Zhaojing was angry and angry, and his face was panicked and subconsciously grasped Nie Tian’s hand.

Nie Tian clasped the hand of ink like ink, stepped forward, and said coldly: "Who is who I am not important. The important thing is ink, she is mine, I want to take her away today!"

"He is the Lord of Heaven and Earth, Nie Tian!" At this time, some of the onlookers in the air recognized Nie Tian and screamed.

"Nie Tian? The guy who just killed at the Alchemy Masters is not him? How is he still alive?" Everyone’s doubts were repeated, and they did not expect that Nie Tian was still alive.

Before Nie Tian was taken away by Zhang Tingzhen in public, everyone decided that he was dead.

In the public, the fourth-order alchemy master was killed and taken away by the master of the Danwu.

But who can think that Nie Tian is still alive, and now he is still with the Mo family.

"The first is the alchemy guild, then the Mohist. Who is this kid? Do you want to offend the big forces of the sorcerer?" The crowd trembled and looked at Nie Tian's eyes and became strange.

"Hmmm?" Mo Zhaojing frowned again. He didn't expect that a teenager would dare to talk to him like this, and he wanted to take away the Mohist people in front of him. This kind of behavior is no different from an idiot.

"Nie Tian, ​​do you know who I am?" Mo Zhaojing turned his face into a face, and he spoke openly. At the same time, an unusually horrible momentum pressed against Nie Tian.

At this time, all the forces of the spirits are watching. If you don’t give Nie Tian a lesson, what is the dignity of his Mohist family?

Nie Tianshuang blinked and felt that a mighty force was overwhelmingly pressed, which made him feel breathless and his face gradually rose red, but his eyes were firm and he held a sigh of relief and said: "Even if you are Zhao Zhaojing, I must also take people away!"

"Looking for death!" Hearing Nie Tian’s own name, this is already a naked provocation. The ink-smelling eyes of Mo Zhaojing have shrunk slightly, and a smashing murder has flashed, and a more terrifying momentum has oppressed the past.

At this time, Mo Zhaojing killed Nie Tian. Even if someone said that he was bullying, he wouldn’t care. Today, Nie Tian must die!