I, the Emperor of Heaven return

In the lobby, Nie Tian and others were stunned when they heard what the little fat cat said.

If the nine-turn glazed art of the Nine Gods of Disaster is practiced to the fifth or sixth turn, the strength can reach the semi-saint level. By then, Nie Dao will not even be able to withstand his momentum.

This is too scary!

At this time, Nie Dao faced the Nine Gods of Misfortune. Although he was at a disadvantage, he still had at least a three to four chance of victory. Even if the Nine Gods of Misfortune could kill him, he would still have to pay a heavy price.

But when the Nine Gods of Disaster reach the semi-saint level, Nie Dao will no longer be his opponent!

At that time, the two will exist on completely different levels.

"Xiao Fei, are you kidding me?" Nie Tian calmed down and asked with a frown.

Although he knew that the Half-Saint must be more powerful than the Supreme Peak, the difference was not so great. After all, the Half-Saint was not truly a saint.

"Nie Tian, ​​do you think I'm joking?" The little fat cat raised his eyebrows and his whiskers stood up, looking like he was in need of a beating.

Nie Tian's eyes couldn't help but flicker. It seemed that what the little fat cat said was true.

Semi-Saint is indeed an extremely terrifying existence.

"Xiao Fei, did you get the Nine Turns Glazed Technique that brought disaster to the Nine Gods from the Glazed Demon Tower?" Nie Tian suppressed his shock and asked seriously.

The little fat cat nodded his round head and said: "Originally, with the strength of the Nine Gods of Disaster, it was impossible to become the master of the Glazed Demon Tower. Unfortunately, the previous owner of the Glazed Demon Tower died strangely. In the end, the Nine Gods of Disaster picked him up. It was a huge bargain, and he shed blood to recognize his master, and somehow became the master of the Glazed Demon Tower."

"Huojiu Shen's martial arts qualifications are average. Compared with the Yuan Fei of gods and demons, the body of a saint is far behind. If he relied on his own talent, he would probably be able to open the fifth floor of the Glazed Demon Tower."

"But this person has a very deep strategy. After obtaining the Glazed Demon Tower, he practiced the Nine-turn Glazed Technique, used the energy of the glazed glass to temper his body, and opened the Nine Yin Pupils. Step by step, he reached the highest peak, and he also established the Holy Council."

"If it weren't for those top geniuses climbing the Glazed Demon Tower, the Nine Gods of Disaster would not have been able to enter the ninth floor of the Glazed Demon Tower, and their strength would not be as terrifying as it is today."

Having said this, the little fat cat couldn't help but laugh, looked at Nie Tian, ​​and said hey: "Now that you have broken through the twelfth floor of the Glazed Demon Tower, you have done a great favor to the Nine Gods of Disaster. His Nine Turns Glazed Art is very fast." It’s about to break through.”

Nie Tian frowned, his expression gloomy.

He did not expect that his breakthrough to the twelfth floor of the Glazed Demon Tower would have such a great impact.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Nine Gods of Disaster are where they are today entirely because of the Glazed Demon Tower.

And next, with the help of the Glazed Demon Tower, his strength will break through again, and he doesn't know what kind of terrifying level he will reach.

"Nine-turn Glazed Art, the fifth turn is the bottleneck. As long as you break through to the fifth turn, you will no longer be oppressed by the backlash, and your combat power will be qualitatively improved." The little fat cat curled his lips and continued, with a look on his face. have no choice.

"Xiao Fei, based on your inference, how long will it take for the Nine Gods of Disaster to break through to the fifth turn of the Nine Turns Glazed Technique?" Nie Tian calmed down and asked with trembling eyes.

Nie Dao and Nie Feiyu couldn't help but become nervous. When the Nine Gods of Disaster would break through would affect the survival of the Wind and Rain Alliance.

I hope the breakthrough time will be longer so that Nie Tiancai has time to grow up.

"It's hard to say." The little fat cat held his chin and thought, and said: "The talent of the Nine Gods of Disaster is not top-notch, but it is not too bad either. He has stayed in the fourth realm for nearly 200,000 years. Next, After entering the tenth floor of the Glazed Demon Tower, it would take hundreds or even thousands of years for him to cultivate alone."

"That's not bad." After hearing this, Nie Tian let out a long breath. Thousands of years are not a long time for a god-level warrior, but Nie Tian is confident that he can raise his strength to the highest peak in such a long time. !

"Only a thousand years!" Nie Dao and Nie Feiyu screamed in surprise, saying in unison: "How could it be so fast?"

In a thousand years, despite their most optimistic estimates, Nie Tian would not be able to grow to the point where he could fight against the Nine Gods of Disaster.

In the endless years of history of the nine realms, there are only a handful of people who can reach the highest realm before Long Live.

As far as we know now, Nie Tian's father Nie Fenghua is one and Tian Kui is the same.

Nie Feiyu may also reach the highest level before Long Live.

Nie Tian's talent is superior to Nie Fenghua, Tian Kui and others, but his desire to reach the highest level within a thousand years is tantamount to wishful thinking.

This unimaginable promotion speed was something Nie Dao and Nie Feiyu could not even imagine.

"Grandfather, Sixth Uncle, one thousand years is enough!" Nie Tian smiled faintly at this moment, with unusually domineering confidence in his eyes.

Whether ordinary warriors can reach the highest peak is a huge problem, but Nie Tian is confident in his talent!

You know, Nie Tian has only been in the realm for a few months, and he has already been promoted from a heavenly emperor warrior to a mid-level divine warrior.

One thousand years was enough for him.

Nie Dao and Nie Feiyu looked at Nie Tian. The domineering confidence in the latter's eyes shocked them.

A warrior can have such confidence, nothing in this world can stump him!

"Hmph!" However, at this time, the little fat cat laughed strangely, looked at Nie Tian with a playful look, and said with a smile: "Little Nie Tian, ​​you are too optimistic. I just said that the Nine Gods will break through, It will take one hundred to one thousand years, but this is when he is trying to figure it out on his own. If Master Noumenon gives him guidance, this time will be greatly reduced."

"Huh?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed and he was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered that the Nine-tailed Totoro existed in the Glazed Demon Tower.

Although the Nine-Tailed Totoro is just a weapon spirit, its strength is very powerful. It would be bad if he points out the evil spirit of the Nine Gods.

Nie Dao and Nie Feiyu looked at each other and immediately understood that the Lord Noumenon in the little fat cat's mouth refers to the Noumenon of the Demon Tower Artifact Spirit.

"Xiao Fei, if your body points to the Nine Gods of Disaster, how long will it take for him to break through?" Nie Tian's throat rolled and he spoke carefully, his voice obviously a little nervous.

"Master Noumenon's strength is unfathomable. If he is willing to point out, even if the Nine Gods of Disaster are an idiot, he can break through quickly." The little fat cat said nonchalantly, "A conservative estimate, at most a few decades. , if it’s less, it’s probably about ten years.”

"Ten years!" Nie Tian's face stiffened and he screamed out.

From one thousand years to ten years, this jump was too big, and he couldn't accept it at once.

He was confident that it would take a thousand years to raise his strength to the realm of the Supreme God, but in ten years, this was undoubtedly a pipe dream.

You know, god-level warriors practice in seclusion for decades or hundreds of years. To them, ten years is just a blink of an eye.

Nie Dao and Nie Feiyu turned to stone without turning their eyes. They looked at the little fat cat with shocked expressions, and their expressions could not hide their horror.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressing.

Ten years is really too short. It is estimated that the child in Mo Ruxi's belly has not been born yet.