Vol 7 Chapter 642: Split blood

If Rain wants to revenge with his own strength, but he does not have this opportunity.

Just when he took off the mask, Nie Tian had already noticed that the curse on his body became violent and difficult to suppress. If he could not be healed, even if he was the body of Jiuyang, he could not resist the curse. force.

"Well?" If the rain really wants to hear Nie Tian's words, his eyes are obviously trembled, and even with a bitter smile, said: "You see it."

The bitter laughter, with a lot of helplessness, also took a bit of light.

If the rain is true, he is not afraid of death, but he is really unwilling, and the big enemy has not reported, so he died, too much regret.

If he died, the most worried person is the only sister, if it rains Chiba.

If Yuki Chiba cannot be assured of hatred, this life cannot be happy.

This is the most unwilling to see if the rain is true, and it is the most unbearable for him.

Nie Tian nodded his head, and the color of his eyes was intensified. He said: "In the early days of the chaos of the chaos, you used the power of Jiuyang to force the blood of the body of the rain. The power of phasing weakens your body, so now the curse on you can’t be suppressed, right?”

The body of the nine yang, to the heaven and earth spirits just to the sun, is very restrained against the curse.

But now Nie Tian clearly feels that if the rain in the body of Jiuyang is weak, it should be related to the last time he took the blood of the rain.

The power of the blood of the top ten inconsistencies, even the body of the nine yang, is unbearable.

If the rain really slammed the hole, Nie Tian even guessed this layer.

The curse in his body is called a **** print.

All the people in the blood butcher palace died under the **** print.

Splitting blood marks can form a blood vortex in the body of the warrior, devour the blood of the warrior, the ordinary warrior, no matter how strong your strength, once the blood is cut, even the first blood vortex can not bear, you have to die.

If Yu Yu is the body of Jiuyang, the blood is several times or even ten times stronger than the ordinary warrior, so he did not die in the first time.

But the horror of splitting the **** print is not only the simpleness of splitting the blood vortex, but the man who has cursed the seal, even if he does not die for the first time, the curse will not be eliminated, but will increase with the improvement of the strength of the warrior.

If Yu Zhenzhen has a **** print for more than 20 years, there are already six blood vortexes in his body.

If it wasn't for the body of Jiuyang, he would have been swallowed by blood vortex and died.

The blood is printed and growing, but if the rain is true, the body of Jiuyang is growing. If there is no accident, the body of Jiuyang is enough to allow him to bear twelve blood vortexes at the same time. He can live to at least fifty years old.

But the last time in the mixed theory, if the rain of Chiba's **** power greatly weakened his body of nine yang.

Nearly a year's time, if the rain is really suffering from the torture of the blood, so that he is not as good as death.

Just over a month ago, he suddenly felt that he could not suppress the **** print, so he accelerated the plan for revenge.

But now it seems that no matter how fast he accelerates, it will not help.

In this life, he is destined to avenge himself.

This kind of pain is absolutely devastating for a person who has revenge for survival.

“How long have you been?” Nie Tian’s expression was slightly, and he asked.

If the rain mask is pulled, the eye flashes a bit of pain and says: "Less half a month, more than a month."

Nie Tian brows tightly, and the situation is similar to what he expected.

"I want to know, what is your revenge plan?" Nie Tian no longer talk nonsense, asked directly.

If Yu really thought about it, he said, "Do you know where I grew up?"

Nie Tian took a moment, looked at each other and shook his head slightly.

No matter where the rain really grows, he will certainly not live easily in these years.

If the rain really sighed, it seemed to recall a lot of things, and the body shivered slightly.

After a while, he calmed down and said: "I grew up in the **** land, and my teacher is one of the enemies who killed the blood palace. He saved my life and let me work for them. ”

Speaking of this, if the rain really closes the eyes.

I worship my own enemies and live with the enemy every day, but I can’t take revenge. This kind of taste is definitely not good.

If Rain really opened his eyes again and calmed down a lot, he continued: "My teacher and the mysterious forces behind him, these people seem to be subject to certain restrictions and cannot leave the **** land. So I need someone like me. Exist, let them go to the place where they bleed, and do something they can't do."

"Besides me, Ling Xuan Tiange is also an organization that works for the **** land."

"Well?" Hearing here, Nie Tian brow could not help but tighten, Ling Xuan Tiange behind it is actually a **** land, but this is what he really did not expect.

He said that he had seen it before.

When Nie Tian and Ruo Yu Qianye left the land of the bloodstain, they had been hunted down by the people of the **** land.

He still remembers that the leader of the blood-scarred land was called Ma Ninger, and his strength was above Lao. However, after Nie Tian and others escaped from the hemorrhage, Ma Ning did not dare to catch up. Did not dare to leave the **** land.

This point is exactly the same as if Yu Yuzhen said it.

As for Ling Xuan Tiange, it turned out to belong to the organization of the blood butchery, so that Nie Tian was surprised.

But it's not surprising to think about it.

The ancient meaning has said that the rise of Ling Xuan Tiange is only a matter of the past ten years.

Such a large force can rise in such a short period of time, and there is no support from a larger force behind it. It is very difficult to do.

Moreover, Wan Rongrong, Yu Mi Xuan, and Nether Ghosts, the strength of these people belong to the category of Y evil, and they must cultivate the practice of Y poison. This kind of practice, there are not many three thousand small worlds.

Before Nie Tian had some doubts, the mysterious power of the blood-stained land may not be the power of the three thousand small world, but the power from the upper world, the world.

Now it seems that he is more convinced of his own guess.

In such a short period of time, it is possible to cultivate the power of Ling Xuan Tiange, and the land of blood and blood must come from the upper world.

At this time, Nie Tian also wanted to understand other things.

If the rain really policy and the ghosts have long known, but also so familiar with Ling Xuan Tiange, and even the two are still cooperative. It turned out that they are all in the **** land.

Nie Tian brows tightly and says: "Ling Xuan Tiange seems to be plotting a big event? Do you know what the ghost wants to do?"

If the rain really shook his head, said: "This time I came out, just to help the ghost. As for his real purpose, I don't know."

"You are also investigating the real purpose of the ghost, wanting to stop him, and then the people of the **** land*, this is your revenge plan, right?" Nie Tian stared at the rain, the truth Asked.