Chapter 701 Ten Thousand Demons Dragon Abyss

In the void, Nie Tian thrust out a sword, and the endless blood-colored array power surged. The surrounding space of hundreds of meters instantly turned into a blood-colored ocean.

The blood-colored sword intent surged in the air, like a raging wave, with a huge momentum, sweeping over.

"It's actually a sword formation!" Xun Hai saw the scene in the void, and his eyes trembled violently. He didn't expect that Nie Tian could actually open a sword formation, and it was such a terrifying sword formation!

"Hmm?" Sikong Wuji felt the terrifying momentum of Nie Tian's sword, his eyes stagnated slightly, and then sneered: "Is it useful?"

"Boom!" The next moment, a violent collision sounded in the air, and a huge wave was set off in the space, the wind and clouds surged, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The rolling air waves spread from the center of the collision, and the two figures in the void retreated rapidly.

Nie Tian felt a dull impact on his chest, and the whole person flew backwards, and was rushed out a hundred meters away.

On the other hand, although Sikong Wuji was also forced to retreat, he only took a few steps back, and his body shook, and he was completely stable.

In this move, Sikong Wuji had an absolute advantage.

His strength was much higher than Nie Tian, ​​and his sword realm was not comparable to Nie Tian. The gap between the two was too big.

Nie Tian's wings shook behind him, and he finally stabilized his body, but his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was as pale as paper.

He had just finished a battle with the ghost, and his Yuanli was consumed too much. After fighting with Sikong Wuji, his body had reached its limit.

If he was in his prime at this moment, he might not be injured if he took Sikong Wuji's sword.

"Not dead!" Sikong Wuji's sword made Nie Tian spit blood, but his eyes were not happy, but shocked and puzzled. Nie Tian was just a fourth-level warrior of the Divine Wheel, and he was hit by his sword head-on, but he didn't die. How could this be possible?

"Really not dead?" Xing Kang in the distance was also shocked, his eyes widened, and if his eye sockets were bigger, his eyeballs would pop out.

Sikong Wuji is one of the four great evildoers of Tianjian Pavilion. Even in the entire Xumi world, he is a genius. With one sword, he didn't even kill a warrior from the lower world. If this matter spreads, Sikong Wuji will probably become a joke in the Xumi world.

"What a powerful sword formation!" Xun Hai on the side was also surprised, but his reaction was relatively calm. His mental power was close to the eightyth level, and he could feel that the sword formation used by Nie Tian just now was powerful, almost as powerful as the seventh-level spirit formation, and there was an extremely terrifying aura hidden in the spirit formation. It should be that Nie Tian's strength was not enough and he did not bring out the true power of the sword formation.

How could a warrior from the lower world master such a terrifying sword formation?

A thought emerged in Xun Hai's mind: Nie Tian's identity is not simple!

Tang Hao and Ye Lingyun, who were with Nie Tian before, were definitely the strongest in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, but they were very respectful in front of Nie Tian, ​​which was very strange.

In addition, the sword formation that Nie Tian was using now made Xun Hai suspicious. He even suspected that Nie Tian was not from the Three Thousand Small Worlds!

But these were nothing. When Nie Tian slashed down with a sword just now, Xun Hai sensed an extremely terrifying power in his body, as if there was something terrible hidden in the latter's body.

"Nie Tian, ​​who are you?" Xun Hai frowned slightly, and his eyes couldn't help trembling.

Nie Tian took a step forward, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and raised a mocking smile: "Sikong Wuji, your sword is just so-so."

This sentence was obviously a satire on Sikong Wuji saying that Nie Tian couldn't take his sword, which made Sikong's face look extremely embarrassed.

"Nie Tian, ​​you are looking for death!" Sikong Wuji was extremely angry, and his vicious voice screamed out. The sword intent in his body became more fierce. He stabbed out with his sword again, and the sword intent was shocking. The mighty sword intent whistled and came. A huge force pressed down on Nie Tian, ​​swift and fierce.

"Hmm?" Nie Tian felt the oppressive force coming towards him, his eyes slightly focused, his wings shook, and he retreated at a very fast speed.

But Sikong Wuji's power was too strong. Even though Nie Tian's figure was very fast, he was still hit by the huge force. His body shook in the void and he spit out blood again.

Nie Tian's figure retreated dozens of meters again, his face became paler, as if he might fall down at any time.

"Nie Tian, ​​how long can you hold on?" Sikong Wuji roared, his eyes were extremely murderous, and it seemed that he had made up his mind to kill Nie Tian!

"Hmm?" At this moment, Nie Tian suddenly felt a strange force surge out. He frowned and his eyes were immediately on the Linglong Ring in his hand.

That power came from the Spirit Dragon Ring!

The Spirit Dragon Ring is the ring that Huo Yuan, the former president of the Alchemist Guild, gave to Nie Tian before his death!

When Nie Tian left the Abyss of Chaos, Queen Medusa gave him a small green dragon. The small green dragon merged with the Spirit Dragon Ring and opened the powerful seal in the Spirit Dragon Ring, the Spirit Dragon Seal!

Nie Tian observed carefully and saw that his blood accidentally soaked into the Spirit Dragon Ring. He actually had a very real feeling about the Spirit Dragon Seal in the dragon ring, as if the Spirit Dragon Seal was in his body.

"My blood was also spilled on the Spirit Dragon Ring before, why didn't I have this feeling?" Nie Tian's eyes were deeply concentrated and his brows were furrowed. Perhaps the blood needs to be concentrated to a certain degree to stimulate the power of the dragon ring.

"What the hell?" Sikong Wuji also noticed that there was a strange power surging in Nie Tian's body, which made him feel inexplicably dreadful.

At this moment, the Spirit Dragon Ring suddenly flashed, and a small green dragon flew out, its whole body green and lifelike.

This is the green little dragon, but its body has become much larger at this moment, already five or six meters long.

The small green dragon is completely physical, no different from the real dragon, except that its body is smaller.

The green dragon floated in the air and circled around Nie Tian. Immediately, endless dragon energy surged out, directly dispelling Sikong Wuji's oppressive sword intent.

"Huh!" Nie Tian exhaled a long breath and his eyes trembled slightly. He felt the strong sealing power on the green dragon's body. It seemed that the green dragon had absorbed a large amount of energy during the time he was in the dragon ring. With the power of the spirit dragon's seal, his body even grew larger.

"This is..." Seeing the small green dragon beside Nie Tian, ​​Xun Hai and others were shocked and stretched their necks.

The next moment, Xun Hai noticed the Spirit Dragon Ring in Nie Tian's hand, his eyes suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help but lost his voice: "Dragon Ring! You are from the Ten Thousand Demons Longyuan!"

"It's really a dragon ring!" Sikong Wuji also noticed the spirit dragon ring in Nie Tian's hand, his heart trembled violently, and his eyes became blurred.

"Ten Thousand Demons Dragon Abyss?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the name Xun Hai said. He had no idea what kind of organization this was. It was the first time he heard this name.

He got the Spirit Dragon Ring from Huo Yuan, but before he could ask the latter where the Spirit Dragon Ring came from, the latter passed away.

According to Xun Hai, the Spirit Dragon Ring seems to come from an organization called Wanmo Longyuan!