Vol 8 Chapter 679: Cruel devour
In the void, the ink on the half of the face was blurred, and half of the body was stained with blood, and the whole body could not stop shaking.
In this battle, he made a fatal mistake, which is to fight Yuanshi with Nie Tian.
Nine-pole chaos beast, let the horror spirit of Wanling surrender, is the area of the Xuan Yu eagle Yuanling comparable, even if the Xuan Yu eagle has changed, it is far from being able to compete with it.
The ink rained halfway, and the only remaining eyeball showed great horror. At this moment, he felt the most real death.
In the midair, the huge body of the nine-pole chaotic beast is like a mountain, rolling in, the power of the violent to the extreme, bursting out, the world is turbulent, the wind is changing.
The body of the Xuan Yu eagle is stiff, like a bird in a storm, without any help.
And when the nine-pole chaotic beast is about to be bombarded, the difference will be steep.
"Give me a hand!" Above the sky, the sound of fury sounded, a figure as fast as lightning, the volley jumped out, the rolling momentum filled, and the void oscillated.
"Mr. Zhao Zhaojing adults!" The crowd trembled fiercely, and they saw the faces in the air and screamed.
At a critical moment, the person who shot the shot is not someone else.
Mo Zhaojing never imagined that the ink rain would be defeated in the hands of Nie Tian, and it was so fast.
Even though the ink of the Shenneng Jiuwu martial art has some moisture, its combat power is at least much stronger than the ordinary sacred sword. In addition, the variation of Yuanling should be more powerful, how can it be defeated in front of Nie Tian. So fast, so thorough.
The blood of the giant body is R, and the ink rain does not have any power to fight back. How powerful is Nie Tian’s Yuanling?
Where did Ink Zhaojing know that Nie Tian killed a singularity that was not much weaker than the ink rain a few days ago.
In fact, if the ink rain does not choose to use the real body of the giant spirit, this war is still somewhat worth seeing, at least not so fast, but he has to fight with Nie Tian to fight Yuan Ling, simply looking for death.
The direct confrontation between Mo Zhaojing and C-Nian Tian and Mo Yu is obviously a violation of the rules, but he can't take care of it so much. He must not watch his son die.
For the sudden shot of Mo Zhaojing, Nie Tian had expected that he knew that the former would be in a critical moment, so he was ready.
"The corpse, ready to swallow the Xuan Yu eagle!" Nie Tian coldly open, his eyes are locked in the rain, the foot step, the volley jumped out, a sword squat, the sword of the sword instantly condensed, the brilliance of the sword blooms Come out, a hundred meters of sword shadow is like the essence, slamming into the ink rain.
"Hey, save me!" The ink rain scared his face and shouted, desperately shouting.
"Don't kill him!" Mo Zhaojing saw that Nie Tian actually directly touched the ink rain, roared, the figure became faster, the whole body's momentum was released, and the palm of the hand was shot down.
"Chou Luo, this is the time!" Nie Tian saw that Mo Zhaojing had already shot and screamed.
"Yes!" The corpse Luo Mojun smiled and jumped out of the chaotic original, and turned into a black mangling directly to the Xuan Yu eagle.
Under the pressure of the nine-pole chaotic beast, the Xuan Yu eagle is restrained and unable to move.
The corpse Luo Mojun fangs teeth, the small body directly into the Xuan Yu eagle body.
"嗷呜--!" In an instant, Xuan Yu eagle rushed out of the endless black gas, forming an invisible giant net between the blinks, and the severe pain in the whole body made the Xuan Yu eagle scream.
“What happened?” The crowd saw this scene, his eyes trembled, his face was wrong, and Xuan Yu’s eagle suddenly got out of control.
"The mutated Yuanling, the taste must be very good, haha." The corpse Luo Mojun smiled, he was the first time to taste the mutant Yuanling, it must be delicious.
The next moment, the black giant net that wrapped the Xuan Yu eagle, suddenly tightened, Xuan Yu eagle screamed with tears, and the air was filled with abnormal **** taste.
The body of the Xuan Yu eagle was quickly tightened and shrunk, just a blink of an eye, and all disappeared, and blood R did not exist.
Then, a group of black gas filled, and the body gradually solidified, it was a giant rat of hundreds of meters.
"嗝-!" The huge mouse seemed to eat, and in the face of everyone, a ringing sound, immediately the body shocked, quickly became smaller, and then turned into a black gas, disappeared directly.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and there was no time to respond.
It’s all too weird, such a huge Yuan Ling, nowhere in the blink of an eye, is simply incredible.
Everyone looked at the air with a stunned look and didn't know what was going on.
Nie Tian mouth twitched, this is the second time he saw the lingering mouse devour the Yuan Ling, slightly adapted to a lot.
"Boom!" And at the same moment, a loud bang broke out in the air, and Nie Tian’s sword and Mo Zhaojing’s palm slammed into each other.
Endless waves and waves disappeared invisible, and ink Zhaojing saved the life of ink rain.
It is a pity that he failed to save the spirit of the ink rain.
The ink rain that lost the Yuan Ling directly changed from the martial art of the gods to the Yuan martial arts. This is a fall from heaven to hell. With the arrogance of the ink rain, it must not be able to withstand it.
He has always been a peerless genius, and now there is no Yuan Ling, he can only be a waste!
All of this is in the planning of Nie Tian.
His previous sword only attracted the attention of Mo Zhaojing. The real killing trick is to let the corpse devour the spirit of the ink rain!
Let the ink rain lose the spirit, which is more cruel than killing him!
The corpse Luo Mojun swallowed the Xuan Yu eagle and immediately returned to the chaos.
Ink rain is the sacred warrior of the Shenneng, swallowing down the Xuan Yu eagle, the strength of the sacred Luojun will usher in a qualitative leap, as long as he is given him a month, he can completely refine the power of the Xuan Yu eagle, when His combat power is absolutely comparable to that of the gods!
This is good news for Nie Tian and the corpse Luo Mojun.
Nie Tian's figure stood in the air, and the nine-pole chaotic beast disappeared. His eyes looked at Mo Zhaojing and Mo Yu, and his expression was indifferent.
The ink rain looked at Nie Tian with a dull look, and the whole person became stupid, and there was no reaction for a long time.
"Rain, are you okay?" Mo Zhaojing screamed, and his palms rushed out and entered the body of the rain.
"Nie, Nie Tian, what did you do to my Yuanling?" The ink rained for a long time before he reacted. He ignored the pain in his face and shivered and roared.
Nie Tian looked at the ink rain coldly, and the mouth corner Y twitched coldly and said: "Your spirit is destroyed by me."
The reason why he did not say that he was swallowed up, Nie Tian is afraid that this statement is too horrible.
"Bastard! I want to kill you!" Yuan Ling was destroyed, the ink rain completely out of control, roaring, no more genius, like a shrew.
Ink Zhaojing reached out to stop the ink rain and directly stunned the latter. He looked up slyly and looked at Nie Tian coldly. The killing of the sky filled the air and filled with anger: "Nie Tian, what did you do to the ink rain?" ”
