Vol 8 Chapter 685: Blood mark network
In the void, a pillar of fire and a knives suddenly appeared, and the momentum of the explosion broke out fiercely.
"If the rain is Chiba! Ye Lao!" Nie Tian looked at the two people in the air and shouted their names.
The two people who suddenly shot, it is the rain and the leaves and the leaves are old.
If Yuki Chiba has nine colors, even the ghosts are thinking about rubbing her eyes.
But Ye Lao, how did he discover the existence of the ghost?
"Knife, become stronger! Is it..." The next moment, Nie Tian suddenly found that Ye Lao’s knife became stronger, and suddenly he understood that Ye Lao’s knife path was once again raised, reaching the knife’s edge. realm!
The knives are smashed by the knife, which not only makes the knives' power more powerful, but also greatly enhances the knives' perception.
Ye Lao can perceive the existence of the ghost, because he has a knife in his body.
"Well?" In the void, the horror sounded, and the ghost didn't expect it, and he was exposed.
"Death!" Tang Yan immediately found the place where the ghosts were, without hesitation, and the sinister sorcerer opened, and the endless enthusiasm rushed out, condensing a red blood awning and attacking the ghost.
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Even the ghosts, in the face of this kind of power attack, do not dare to pick up.
In the void, the endless black air filled out and turned into a strange rune. The runes were rotated in the air, instantly expanding into tens of thousands of times, as if they were covering the sky and falling.
"Cut the **** print!" Nie Tian smelled a familiar breath on the rune online, it was the **** print!
The power of blood-stained runes, frantic surging, a force of power, crazy pressure.
"Break the blood, it is the gift I prepared for this time, I will enjoy it." The voice of the ghost ghost Y sounded, the black gas in the air gradually moved away, and the eyes disappeared.
"Leave people!" Nie Tian's eyes were as poisonous, and his feet slammed into the void, and the figure skyrocketed. It was actually rushing up with the force of splitting the blood.
"Teacher!"
"Nie Tian!"
"Mr. Nie!"
Tang Yan, if the rain is Chiba, Ye Lingyun, the voice of the three people sounded at the same time, the three figures followed Nie Tianchong.
"Sky totem, start!" Nie Tian figured like electricity, and instantly arrived, in the moment of contact with the **** print, the whole body suddenly emerged the power of the stars.
At this time, he is already a four-powered warrior, and he is awakened by the power of 40 billion stars.
The starlight flashes in the air and instantly connects into a sky-covered net.
Nie Tian controlled the totem of the sky, wrapped the whole body, and rushed straight toward the split blood.
"Well?" The ghosts were in the sky, feeling the terror power above the totem. The eyes suddenly tightened, and the heart was shocked. "Nie Tian, no wonder you can kill the sage, the original body. Even with such a terrifying power, it seems that this seat is a small one."
Regardless of Nie Tian’s disregard, the totem of heaven is turned into a sharp blade, which seems to be able to split everything and rush to the ground.
The ghost saw Nie Tianyong unparalleled, his brow slightly wrinkled, his mouth twitched with a cold smile, his arm waved a smile, and a black gas fell, Y evil laughed: "Nie Tian, this seat returns the ink to the ink You, but she has split my blood, and within three days, if there is no treatment for this seat, I will die. This seat is waiting for you in the **** land, you must come. Remember to bring the vitality! Humph······"
Nie Tian saw a black air floating in the sky, and God knew it. It was ink.
He stabbed a sword, and a sword flew out, wrapping the black air, and the figure of ink like a dragon gradually emerged.
"If you are!" Nie Tian reached out and took the figure in the air. He saw that the ink was pale and like a piece of paper. There was a shallow **** print on his face. It was the performance of the **** print.
"The bastard!" The angry roar rang through the void, and Nie Tian was almost mad.
Ink has been in a coma, and now it has been split and bloody, how can it bear.
At this time, above the sky, six strange black shadows suddenly appeared, gradually showing their body shape, actually six thin old people like dry bodies.
"Six sages, do it." The sneaks were slightly stunned to the six old men, and they seemed to be very respectful.
"Yeah." The six old men nodded and appeared six blood-stained runes at the same time, each of which was stronger than the rune of the ghost.
The six blood-printed runes flew out, the power of the rune madly surging, instantly expanding tens of thousands of times, all the powers of the runes connected together, became an overwhelming blood-printed net, pressed down to the battlefield.
"Nie Tian, the game has just begun. Enjoy my gift." The ghostly evil voice rang again, six corpses, turned into six groups of black gas, hidden in his body.
The laughter of Y cold and evil is gradually disappearing, and the ghost figure is turned into a black air, hidden in the void.
"Well!" Nie Tian saw the blood-printed net in the sky, and his heart sank.
He suddenly understood that the ghost was lurking in the Suiwuwu, just for this moment: he wanted to let all the people split the blood.
Nie Tian estimated that, of course, the blood butcher palace was destroyed overnight, which was harmed by this means.
The blood-printed nets landed and the hundreds of thousands of people in the battlefield were covered and could not escape.
Those who can watch the Miuwuhui are some of the strengths of the three thousand small worlds.
If all these people were killed by the split blood, then the entire three thousand small worlds were basically destroyed.
The land of blood, Ling Xuan Tiange, what are they doing?
This moment is not the time to think about it.
Nie Tian figured down and handed the ink to the rainy Chiba, then looked up and looked at the blood-printed net at the top of the head.
"Sky totem, can you stand up, you will see you!" Nie Tian blinked a slap in the face, and his expression suddenly became firm. He stepped on his feet and the figure rose to the sky. The totem of the sun behind him was completely unfolded, facing the blood. The symbolic network hit the past.
Nie Tian, actually used to cover the sky with a totem to fight against the blood.
"Teacher!" Tang Yan saw this scene, mourning and roaring.
"Mr. Nie!" Ye Lao was in a good mood. With Nie Tian's strength, he could leave the place before the blood-printed nets descended, but he chose to fight against the blood, in fact, to save the people below.
The crowd above the battlefield looked at the figure in the air, and the face was awe-inspiring.
"Don Juan, Ye Lao, don't care for me, take everyone out of here!" Nie Tian was so angry that the power of blood was stronger than he expected. Although the totem of heaven is powerful, it can't exert its maximum power. Hold the blood for a few minutes.
"Ye brother, you take people away, I leave a help teacher!" Tang Yan no longer cares about anything, turned and said to Ye Lingyun.
He knows that even if he stays here, he can't help Nie Tian, but as a disciple of Nie Tian, even if he is dead, he must stay.
