The eighth-level bloodline warrior of the Xieming clan was fighting with Yue Yanxi.

He didn't even pay attention to Nie Tian's actions of killing the You clan. His sea of ​​qi and blood was covered with wisps of residual souls, and Yu Yue Yanxi's flame domain kept colliding.

The remnant soul roared violently and shuttled through the flames. Because it was not a physical body, it was not afraid of the burning of fireworks, and was still approaching the Yue Yanxi domain.

Nie Tian flew away in a star boat, and he chose to ignore it.

"A mere Xuan Realm..."

The eighth-level warrior of the Xieming clan muttered, obviously not thinking that Nie Tian's arrival could affect his battle with Yue Yanxi.

It was not until the bones of the giant beast in the starry sky rushed out of the starry boat and touched his sea of ​​qi and blood that he changed color.

A terrifying aura that was vast and ancient, overriding his bloodline was released by that bone.

His unique sea of ​​qi and blood, and his thousands of residual souls, were all trembling instinctively.

The deepest part of his bloodline was imprinted, and some deep-rooted memory was as if it was suddenly awakened.

He suddenly felt deeply frightened.

Fear does not come from Nie Tian, ​​but from the bones!

"Puffy!"

In an instant, the residual soul that merged into his sea of ​​qi and blood and was refined by his essence and blood was like light smoke.

Just the aura that shook the bones, many remnants of souls died instantly.

He hurriedly escaped as fast as possible.

Unfortunately, after locking in him, no matter how he changes his direction, he cannot get rid of it.

The bones gradually grew bigger in his sight.

He only felt that this world was filled with bones, and there was no place for him to live in.

He wailed in despair.

"Puchi!"

The bones penetrated his heart, and its sea of ​​qi and blood immediately disappeared.

In the middle of my eyebrows, the prism-shaped crystal suddenly lit up, cracking the flesh on my forehead, trying to escape.

At this moment, the Nether Soul Bead roared.

His clear soul shadow appeared deep in the prismatic crystal and suddenly twisted.

"Crack!"

The crystal shattered, and his cluster of twisted souls were exposed to the outside world.

The Nether Soul Bead flew with the flow, and its soul disappeared into the beads like water-soluble sea, without any trace.

The star boat flew away. Nie Tian grabbed the soul bead with one hand, and held the bones of the starry sky beast again with the other hand. The storage ring on his finger shone for a moment, and then included the body of the Xieming clan member who fought with Yue Yanxi.

"Another eighth-level corpse is available, or an eighth-level high-level..."

Nie Tian grinned, with a comfortable expression, and said to Yue Yanxi: "Okay, go and help others. I will kill the eighth-level Xie Ming one by one, so you don't have to interfere."

Yue Yanxi looked embarrassed, "I fought with him for a long time, and the winner was not decided. As soon as you came, you killed him instantly. Alas, you are such a freak. The cultivation level of the Xuan Realm level, killing Xie Ming at the eighth level is as simple as cutting melons and vegetables."

He was filled with emotion.

When he remembered that in the Land of Meteorites, through the news from the Lei family, he learned that Nie Tian had passed the Tianmen trial and obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Temple of Broken Stars, Yue Yanxi secretly rejoiced.

"Fortunately, fortunately, there was no unreasonable thought back then. As soon as he heard that he had obtained the inheritance, he made good friends. Without the deliberate friendship at that time, my Shenhuo Sect and the major sects in my Tianxing Domain did not have the grand occasion today. How long has it been before he could kill the alien race that made me difficult?"

"after……"

Yue Yanxi smiled bitterly. Under Nie Tian's instructions, Jiang Feng in the distance quietly approached Jing Feiyang.

Nie Tian changed his direction again and headed towards Jiang Feng.

Not long after, Jiang Feng's opponent, Xie Ming, who was also the eighth-level bloodline, was also killed by the bones of the starry sky beast, helping Jiang Feng to be freed.

At this time, his existence gradually attracted the attention of the Evil Nether Clan and the ninth-level kings.

There is a great king who is the first-level bloodline of the ninth level. His opponent is under the early stage of the Holy Realm of Hou Chulan. He is obviously at the upper hand in the battle between the two sides.

"The two eighth-level tribes were easily killed by him. The bone cutting was extremely sharp, and the other eighth-level tribes might not be able to resist it."

He glanced at Nie Tian and looked silently for a while. When he found Nie Tian moving the star boat again and approached other eighth-level tribe members, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Shao Zun!" he shouted softly.

Frost was still fighting at Hou Chulan, and he had no energy to observe Nie Tian's movements.

On the contrary, Hou Chulan was actually always secretly paying attention to Nie Tian’s every move.

Hearing the shouts of the tribe, Frost communicated secretly with him with his soul.

Suddenly, Frost broke away from the battle with Hou Chulan.

The numerous remnants of souls transformed by the splitting of his skull were still moving in Hou Chulan's grassland. He himself was wearing a thick armor and flew towards Nie Tian.

"Escape?" Hou Chulan sneered.

"Your opponent is me now." The first-level Evil King, who was at the ninth level, shrouded his opponent, including Hou Chulan, with his sea of ​​qi and blood. Only then did Hou Chulan notice that Frost's departure was to deal with Nie Tian.

"Is the descendant of the Great Lord of the Styx..." Hou Chulan narrowed his eyes, looked at his Feili, and whispered to himself, "Nie Tian can even kill the Eighth-level Evil Ming clan with one blow. Can this young master bring trouble to Nie Tian?"

She shook her head disapprovingly.

Afterwards, her attention was focused on the new opponent in front of her.

"Nie Tian!"

Frost shouted, and the strange armor on his body showed veins like tendons and veins.

The rich dark energy surged out of the armor, and Frost's qi and blood fluctuated suddenly several times.

The rolling dark energy is released and faintly condenses into a river. The river is an illusory thing, like the virtual realm of the human race, and it seems that there are billions of living souls floating in it.

Nie Tian, ​​who was about to find a new opponent, saw Frost flying away, and was shocked.

He stared at the strange and strange river with the illusion of the underworld, and suddenly felt dizzy.

"This river...the River Styx!"

His face changed, and he held the soul bead, trying to mobilize the power in the bead to resist the soul infiltration brought by that bring.

The Nether Soul Pearl is the treasure of the Evil Underworld tribe. When he fought with Frost in the past, this object could suppress Frost.

However, the power of this trip to the Soul Bead seemed unable to completely offset the influence of that line. He was discomfort just looking at the River Styx.

As Frost approaches, the deterrent power that reaches the soul becomes stronger and stronger.

"Frost is the descendant of the bloodline of the Great Lord of the Styx. The River Styx was inspired by its bloodline. Although it is not the real River Styx, it also contains the mystery of the River Styx. The mysterious bloodline of the Great Lord of the Styx seems to be the River Styx. Even the Soul Beads of the Underworld can't control the River Styx."

"At least, the current Soul Bead does not have such ability."

When communicating with the soul of the instrument, Nie Tian sensed the soul of the instrument and the five evil souls, all of which seemed timid.

The soul of the weapon is also instinctively afraid of the River Styx, even if it is just an illusory thing.

The weapon soul is the soul of a ninth-level king of the Xieming clan. It was refined by Nie Tian and imprinted a wisp of its own soul origin and condensed out.

Its initial soul imprint was born with a sense of awe of the Styx, which represents the patriarch of the Evil Nether Clan.

"I can't count on this underworld weapon."

Taking a deep breath, Nie Tianmo thought about the many secret soul techniques recorded in the second Star-breaking Seal, and was ready to fight with all his strength.

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