I, the Emperor of Heaven return

Xiao Qingqing could not imagine that a warrior with the fifth level of Tianyan strength could withstand the darkness of the blood rain of hell, and could also force this darkness back.

Nie Tian's strength really surprised him!

Nie Tian stood in the void, the dark light reflected on his face, coupled with his long silver hair, made him look very strange.

"The power of darkness is indeed very strange. If my power of thunder had not suppressed all dark-attributed powers, I would have been unable to resist the invasion of darkness." Nie Tian said secretly in his heart, with a look of surprise flashing across his face.

When he was in the darkness just now, Nie Tian felt that the dark power was about to penetrate into his body, as if it was trying to pull his soul out.

That dark power actually contains the power to devour souls!

If Nie Tian didn't have the power of thunder in his body, his soul would be pulled out of his body by the dark power.

Such power is so terrifying and terrifying.

In the void, Nie Tian and Xiao Wuqing were facing each other. Both sides wanted to destroy the other. Today's battle was already a fight to the death.

"Master, the source of his power is that scythe." Lord Sheluo's voice sounded, reminding Nie Tian to pay attention to the sickle of the wronged ghost in Xiao Wuwu's hand.

"Yes." Nie Tian nodded solemnly. He also noticed that Xiao Wuqing's sickle of the wronged ghost was extremely resentful. It contained countless wronged souls and ghosts, and it also contained some kind of terrible totem power, which was very terrifying.

"Nie Tian, ​​your talent is amazing, but Master Daoshou has an order to remove your head. I am just following the order. If you die in my hands, don't blame me." The corners of Xiao Wuqing's mouth trembled, cold. The voice sounded, revealing strong confidence. He seemed to be very confident that he would be able to kill Nie Tian.

"Let's take action." Nie Tian smiled faintly, his eyes showing domineering confidence.

This is a world where force is respected, and neither Xiao Qingqing nor Nie Tian can escape the constraints of this rule.

Just imagine, if Xiao Qingwu was strong enough back then, would he still let Le Lingyun destroy his Yuanling Yuanmai?

The same goes for Nie Tian now. If he were a peak powerhouse, Xiao Wuqing might not even dare to get close to him.

Strength always represents the greatest right to speak. Without strength, all words are meaningless.

Xiao Wuqing looked at Nie Tian coldly, and turned the wronged ghost sickle in his hand again. Suddenly, the blood rain around him became thicker, and the blood rain was like a long bloody snake, slowly squirming.

The long bloody snake surged under Xiao Wuqing's feet, and it was actually painted with bloody runes, which was extremely terrifying.

Slowly, more and more long blood snakes appeared, and a blood-red totem with a radius of 100 meters appeared under Xiao Qingqing's feet. The totem slowly started to rotate, and streams of blood-red runes appeared in the air, transforming into extremely bloody power.

Suddenly, an overwhelming bloody aura filled the air and actually spread to 10,000 meters away.

"How scary!" The crowd on the ground felt the bloody immobility, and their faces turned pale, as if bloody tentacles were surging around them, trying to deprive them of the souls in their bodies.

Nie Tian was the closest to Xiao Qingqing, only about a kilometer away, and felt the bloody aura more deeply.

He felt as if there were thousands of insects biting him all over his body, devouring his body and soul very quickly.

Nie Tian saw horrifying images flowing around Xiao Qingqing, like scenes on a map, with countless people enduring torture.

The cold and ear-piercing screams filled the space, disturbing Nie Tian's mind.

His eyes flickered slightly, and then he regained his composure.

"Huh?" Xiao Qingqing couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene, and then said with a sneer: "You are actually immune to the influence of the hell totem. Your character is so strong that it far exceeds that of ordinary warriors. I am increasingly reluctant to kill you. ”

"Hell Totem!" Nie Tian couldn't help but frown when he heard Xiao Wuqing say this name.

He knew that this totem came from the sickle of the wronged ghost, and the more souls sealed in the sickle, the more powerful the hell totem would be.

"Nie Tian, ​​prepare to die. Your soul will make my hell totem stronger." Xiao Wuqing took a step in the void, and the bloody totem under his feet suddenly started to rotate, and the terrifying blood rain became thicker. When it thickened, Xiao Wuqing's whole body seemed to be bathed in blood.

Hell Totem needs the nourishment of blood and death. As long as there is enough blood and death, Hell Totem can explode with unimaginable power.

Looking at the sticky rain of blood, Nie Tian felt a suffocating pressure, and his breathing became rapid.

"Why, you can't bear it even before I take action?" Xiao Wuqing smiled coldly. The enemy's sickle in his hand was raised abruptly, and then passed through the void. A dark brilliance streaked through the dark space and cut a slit. Black traces blasted towards Nie Tian.

"Heaven-Covering Totem, open!" Nie Tian roared angrily, and the realm elemental array in his body started to operate crazily. Endless star power poured out. Suddenly, his whole body was glittering with stars, and there seemed to be stars flowing around him.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Xiao Qingqing was slightly startled, and then smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to have a trump card. It must have been this totem that saved the life of the Heavenly Demon Saint just now."

A cold smile appeared on Xiao Wuqing's lips, and his determination to kill Nie Tian became even more determined.

He could feel that the totems around Nie Tian were very terrifying. If he could get Nie Tian's power, his hell totems would be qualitatively improved, and his strength would also be greatly improved.

Only if he is strong enough, can he have the ability to seek revenge from Tianjian Pavilion!

"Boom!" The power of darkness bombarded the Sky-Covering Totem, and the void trembled violently. Then the dark power actually merged into the Sky-Covering Totem, turning into a dark light that surged among the stars. .

And in the blink of an eye, this dark light was swallowed up by the starlight.

The Sky Covering Totem has the power to devour the sky, and even the Hell Totem cannot shake this power.

"Huh?" Xiao Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled sinisterly and said, "It's getting more and more interesting."

The stronger the power shown by the sky-covering totem, the more excited Xiao Qingwu felt.

"I want to see whether your totem is stronger or my hell totem is stronger." Xiao Qingwu raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth. The hell totem under his feet was spinning crazily, and long rivers of blood surged, terrifying and bloody. The aura filled the entire space, and the space seemed to be covered with a dazzling blood-colored curtain, which was extremely gloomy and cold.

Nie Tian looked at Xiao Qingqing with a heart-stopping determination in his eyes. The majestic sword intent surged through his body, and the clear sound of the sword chant resounded through the void.

Xiao Wuqing's strength was too strong, and he was not as powerful as Mo Beiming before.

If Nie Tian continued to use up his energy, his energy would be completely exhausted.

For the next move, Nie Tian would go all out and hold nothing back!