I, the Emperor of Heaven return

A voice suddenly sounded in Ruoyu Zhence's mind, which made him couldn't help but tremble in his eyes and shake his body.

The ghost hasn't left yet!

And he was still talking to Ruoyu Zance.

Ruoyu Zhence's eyes flashed, he didn't speak, he just nodded slightly.

The ghost is lurking nearby, definitely not showing up. And as long as he doesn't take the initiative to show up, no one will be able to find him.

Ruoyu Zhence was thinking about why Yougui must obtain the vitality earth line map. For the earth line map, he would even risk You Tianjin's life.

According to rumors, the four major families have been unable to find the location of the vitality veins for decades.

There is only one reason why Ghost is so eager to find the vitality leyline map, and that is that he is very sure that he can find the leylines based on the leyline map.

The ghost's figure was silent, and any one of the people around him could be him.

Ruoyu Zhence coughed dryly and spat out another mouthful of blood.

The split blood mark in his body can no longer be suppressed. If it is not controlled again, it will not last ten days.

"Ruoyu Zhence." At this time, a voice sounded, very familiar.

Ruoyu Zhence turned around and saw Nie Tian not far away. The latter came over with a touch of worry on his face and said: "You can no longer suppress the split blood seal. If you fight Mo Yu, give up."

Nie Tian could feel that the split blood mark in Ruoyu Zhence's body became violent. Even with the faceless mask, there was still a bloody aura permeating the air.

"I will help you get the map of vitality and leylines, but you have to help me with one thing." Before Ruoyu Zhence could speak, Nie Tian continued: "I want you to take me to the bloody altar in the bloody massacre. ”

"Rebirth Altar?" Ruoyu Zhence's eyes narrowed, he was stunned for a moment, and he immediately thought of something and said: "The Rebirth Altar can only allow people from the Blood Massacre Land to be reborn. Miss Mo is not from the Blood Massacre Land. The rebirth of the altar The power is of no use to her."

Ruoyu Zhence saw that Mo Ruxi was stabbed in the chest by Mo Yu, and she lost her breath on the spot. He thought Nie Tian wanted to use the altar of rebirth to revive Mo Ruxi.

But the Altar of Rebirth is only useful to people in the bloody massacre, not to outsiders.

Nie Tian didn't explain anything. He nodded slightly and said, "I just want you to take me to the altar of rebirth. As for what I want to do, it's my own business."

Ruoyu Zhance was stunned again, thought for a moment, and finally nodded.

He knows his body best.

If the blood seal had not been split, even if Ruoyu Zhence only had the fourth level of Divine Wheel cultivation, he would still be able to fight Mo Yu. However, the split blood seal greatly weakened his Nine Yang Body, making it difficult for him to display his strength.

At this time, even if he fights Mo Yu to the death, he doesn't have much chance of winning.

However, it was obviously impossible for Nie Tian to ask Ruoyu Zhence to admit defeat.

The battle with Mo Yu is not only related to the vitality map, but also the martial arts heart of the warrior. To admit defeat without fighting is not something Ruoyu Zhence can do.

"Do you want to fight Mo Yu?" Nie Tian asked calmly after seeing the burning look in Ruo Yu Zhence's eyes.

Ruoyu Zhence nodded lightly.

"How sure are you?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed and he asked again.

"Three points." Ruoyu Zhance answered honestly. If the blood seal had not been split, he would have had a seven-point chance of winning, but splitting the blood seal changed the outcome.

"Be careful." Nie Tian nodded solemnly and didn't say much.

A warrior must have a bloody spirit and a firm heart in martial arts.

In some battles, even if the chance of victory is small or even non-existent, you must not back down.

A moment later, the second game of the battle of the top four begins!

"Master Mo Yu!" When the crowd saw Mo Yu's figure, they were excited and shouted wildly.

"Master Mo Yu! Master Mo Yu!..." In an instant, the entire martial arts arena resounded with cheers, one wave after another, as if Mo Yu was already the leader of the martial arts association.

Indeed, in the hearts of countless people, Mo Yu's chances of winning the championship were very high, almost certain.

After all, he is already at the ninth level of the Divine Wheel. Not to mention warriors under the age of fifty, he is the pinnacle existence for all warriors in the entire Three Thousand Small World.

Now the only person who threatens Mo Yu's position as leader is Nie Tian.

But in the eyes of most people, even if Nie Tian's strength is incredible, he cannot be Mo Yu's opponent. After all, the strength gap is too big.

Mo Yu stood on the competition stage, listening to the cheers in his ears, with an unconcealable smile on his face. He really enjoyed the feeling of being in the spotlight, being admired and awed by everyone, this was the goal he pursued.

Ruoyu Zhence's figure fell, and a strong air appeared in the void, and it seemed that even the air had become hard.

The body of the Nine Yangs, the most powerful heaven and earth spirit body, releases a terrifying aura, which is so fierce and powerful that it is difficult to match.

"Scumbag!" Mo Yu glanced at Ruoyu Zhance, not taking him seriously at all, and sneered, revealing his domineering and arrogant nature.

With the help of Mo Xing's initiation, he was promoted to the ninth level of the Divine Wheel. At this moment, he was in high spirits. Except for a few top experts from the older generation in Xumi Lingdu, Mo Yu no longer took anyone else in his eyes.

Even Nie Tian was unwilling to look at him.

Mo Yu seemed to have forgotten that two years ago, he had this mentality and did not take Nie Tian seriously at all. As a result, the latter relied on his own strength to step by step reach a position that he was afraid of.

Now, he has regained his arrogance again, and the scar has really healed and he has forgotten the pain.

Ruoyu Zhence glanced at Mo Yu with his fiery eyes and shook his head slightly, noncommittal.

People like Mo Yu have good talents, but unfortunately the environment where they grew up was too comfortable. They always thought that he was the only one in the world who deserved the title of genius.

As everyone knows, the world is so big that evildoers emerge in endlessly. Let alone Mo Yu, not even Nie Tian dared to show any arrogance.

Mo Yu's mentality determined that he would never achieve great success in this life.

"Humph." Mo Yu noticed the disdain in Ruoyu Zhence's eyes and couldn't help but sneer and said: "Shameless guy, you didn't admit defeat directly. This is the most unwise decision. Your strength is too weak, I It only takes one move to kill you instantly.”

Ruoyu Zhance's eyes narrowed, as if he was looking at an idiot. He didn't want to have any more nonsense with this kind of person, and said coldly: "Then take action, I'm waiting for your move."

"Seeking death!" Mo Yu was completely enraged and roared, his face instantly turned ferocious, his body shook, and endless Yuan Power surged out, and he slapped it with one palm.

"Boom!" A huge palm shadow formed in the air, with a huge momentum, like a city wall, moving straight towards Ruoyu Zhence.

The powerful palm force that came towards him bloomed in the air. Ruoyu Zhence's eyes focused, and a sword of golden light appeared in his hand. It was domineering and fierce, swallowing the brilliance of the sun. It was sharp and sharp.

This is Ruoyu Zhence’s Yuanling Sword, Jiuyang Tianfeng!