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"How is it possible, how is it possible?"

"A level that can't be touched by the powerhouses of the Holy Domain, why are you a martial artist?"

In the face of death, everyone trembled, not only because of fear, but also because they were in the other's domain, and they were unimaginably suppressed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info hp://

This is the horror of the realm, within the realm, Nie Wentian is the master.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

In such a situation, in the other party's domain, it is completely a lamb to the slaughter, and finally someone can't help it, and under huge pressure, he rushes to the opponent: "Die, give me death!"

As powerful as a martial saint, he even fell into such a field.

However, before he could get closer, a huge claw appeared on the ice field, grabbed the man in an instant, and pinched him away.

Everyone was suppressed, and the strength was unknown, but Nie Wentian was the master here, his strength did not decrease but increased, and in turn dominated everyone's lives.

The white hair flew, revealing the face that was already old, but it was still as sharp as a knife at the moment.

Cough!

A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.

"Grandpa!"

Nie Yun could barely see the scene in the realm clearly, his heart throbbed, his grandfather was already a dying man, and he was fighting with his only remaining life.

"He's a half-ruined man, but he's just the end of a strong crossbow, and we'll kill him together!"

Seeing the situation of the opponent, the people of the Yang Sect were like being beaten with chicken blood, and they instantly ignited their hope.

They are gambling, betting that the opponent's waste body will not last long at all, and when the time comes, it will be them who will slaughter the opponent in turn.

They rushed forward like crazy, and all the spiritual weapons and magic weapons were summoned, although they were not as good as the natal magic weapons, they were overwhelming, and they saw that everyone was dead.

At the same time, not to be outdone, they rushed forward as if they were launching a death attack.

They know very well that only by fighting hard and the other party dies first, will one of them live.

Under the realm, their speed is extremely slow, they can't exert their own strength at all, and the restrictions are too great, but they are still not afraid of death, or rather, desperately chasing that glimmer of life.

Nie Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and everyone trembled in their hearts.

"It's time to finish!"

Everyone was frightened to death, and at this moment, in the terrifying realm of the other party, it was as if they had been sentenced to death.

They were horrified to find that on the ice field below them, countless ice spears emerged, the tips of the spears emitted a crystal light, but the beauty at the moment carried an incomparably cold and terrifying killing aura.

Sudden ......

Countless ice spears shot up into the sky, aiming at their opponents' magic weapons and themselves.

In the realm, they were suppressed so badly, where did they still have the ability to dodge, the remains of one by one magic weapons and spiritual weapons fell, and a group of martial saints died with ten thousand spears piercing their hearts.

Frost gradually covered them.

"Bastard, give me death!"

The leader approached slightly under the cover of his companions, his eyes were red, and in the blink of an eye he was killed.

However, his body came to an abrupt halt, and when he looked down, he saw a huge crampons holding him in his hand, and the cold frost covered him with an unrecognizable speed.

Click!

There was a crisp thud, and the ice shattered.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of martial saints of the Yang Sect died completely.

......

In the distance, several eyes looked here, full of horror.

"What kind of field is that, and why haven't you heard of it before?"

"I don't know, maybe it's not the realm that has been passed down, but he has realized it himself, if it's him, this possibility is completely valid. ”

"He's really Nie Wentian, isn't he already dead in Silicon Valley?"

Beside the black-robed man, several seniors of the Yang Sect looked ahead in shock, although this face was already old, he could still recognize the heroic appearance at the beginning, his aura was different, but it was the demon who was at the beginning.

However, they could not believe the reality in front of them, as if they were dreaming.

"Master, what would you do if you knew that this person was still alive?"

The black-robed man lifted his hat, revealing his emaciated appearance, however, compared to the people around him, he looked extremely young, but middle-aged.

This person was none other than the eldest disciple of the Yang Sect Sect Leader Ziqing.

Sending such a big man as him in every possible way shows how much the Yang Sect Sect Master trusts him and how much he cares about this matter.

"My lord, what should I do?"

The few old men around him were not ordinary martial saints, but in front of the middle-aged man beside them, whether it was their status or strength, they had to bow their heads.

"No matter what, he must have paid a great price to live, otherwise, over the years, he must have become an extremely terrifying existence, and it is impossible not to make the slightest move against our Yang Sect. ”

"It's just that I didn't expect that under such circumstances, he could still reach such a state!"

The black-robed man tried to calm himself, but in front of him was the person who ruthlessly trampled his master under his feet.

"The realm of people will always be limited by cultivation, no one looked away back then, he was so demonic, it's hard to imagine how he would be if it weren't for the things of the past, how he would be ...... now"

Suddenly, this person closed his mouth, because it was none other than the current sect leader of their Yang Sect, Ziqing, who caused this situation.

When Nie Wentian raised his eyebrows for the Vientiane Continent, killed the extraterritorial powerhouses and fled, and slaughtered the extraterritorial martial saints with the body of Wuzun, it was their current sect leader Ziqing who did such a shameless act of madness.

Although most of the sects did not know the details, with the efforts of the Yang Sect, Nie Wentian, a peerless demon, was gradually forgotten.

However, among those super forces who are in the know, which one is not ashamed of their Yang Sect?

Sure enough, the black-robed man glared angrily, making the old man's body tremble and not dare to squeak again.

An old man next to him had his eyes narrowed, if anyone paid attention, he could see that there was a strong fear in his eyes, and he said: "My lord, we can't drag it out, let's finish the matter quickly!"

The old man's strength is second only to the black-robed man, the absolute second-in-command, and he has another identity.

Among the people who surrounded and suppressed Nie Wentian at the beginning, he was one of them, although he was punished afterwards, there is no doubt that Ziqing came to power, and his status suddenly improved, if it wasn't for the things of the past, he would not want to have his current cultivation now.

Therefore, he has no regrets in the slightest.

It's just that Nie Wentian in front of him can't stay, even if he is strong now, he is afraid of the revenge of such a terrible demon.

"Yes, the Vientiane True Inheritance is the most important thing, the effect of the big array is almost over, let's finish it before this, deal with him first!"

The black-robed man stretched out his hand and pointed at Nie Wentian from afar.

It's a terrifying existence, both then and now.

Since he miraculously did not die in the Ghost Valley, and even survived at an unknown cost, but since he has not died, this is what everyone is afraid of, it can be seen that the other party has lived for so long completely by relying on the realm.

As for how terrifying this realm has become, his realm has proven everything.

Even the Holy King may not be able to do this.

He's horrible!