I, the Emperor of Heaven return

Nie Tian immediately realized that the reason why the other party was so weak in front of him was because of the absolute suppression of dragon veins.

It seemed that the person in front of him was more afraid of the Dragon Vein than the Soul Breaker.

Nie Tian looked at the other party and felt a little lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he had dragon veins, otherwise this battle would have been a fierce one.

"Why?" Suddenly, the man roared inexplicably, and immediately his eyes became confused and he shouted: "Why can you still have dragon veins in your body after we took away the Longquan Veins? This is impossible!"

"Longquan Vein!" When Nie Tian heard the name being spoken, Nie Tian's eyes suddenly trembled, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted coldly: "Tell me, where is the Longquan Vein?"

"Are you looking for the Longquan Vein?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed wildly, as if he was crazy. "You want to find the Longquan Vein, but don't be delusional. The Longquan Vein has been destroyed! You will always look for it. Not here! Hahaha..."

The maniacal laughter was a bit ferocious, making people feel horrified to hear it.

"Destroyed?" Nie Tian was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that the other party was deliberately saying this to anger him.

The Vein of Longquan, the most precious treasure in the world from which the divine dragon is derived, can be destroyed so easily!

"Master, don't talk nonsense to him, let him enter the furnace of hell and refine him!" In the original coffin of chaos, the voice of Lord Shelob sounded, very cold.

"Okay!" Nie Tian smiled faintly. He also wanted to know what would happen if he put the soul clone of a ninth-level warrior of the Heavenly Emperor into the furnace of hell.

"You brat, what do you want to do?" The man saw Nie Tian coming over with a weird smile on his lips. He couldn't help but feel chills in his heart and his voice began to tremble.

"Do something interesting." Nie Tian smiled coldly, releasing all the sword intent in his body. At the same time, he was filled with mighty dragon energy, which directly solidified the surrounding space.

The man was suppressed by the dragon's energy, unable to move, and became a lamb to be slaughtered. There was an unconcealable despair in his eyes.

Nie Tian approached step by step without any nonsense. The holy flames of the starry sky surged out from the furnace of hell behind him, wrapped the man and rolled him into the furnace.

"Ah—!" A hysterical howl sounded out, but Nie Tian turned a deaf ear to it, with a calm smile on his face.

"She Luo, I leave this guy to you." Nie Tian said with a faint smile.

Lord Shelob agreed and entered the furnace of hell directly. He had Nie Tian's soul mark on his body, and the holy flames of the starry sky would not hurt him in the slightest.

Nie Tian smiled faintly and took back the Hell Furnace.

In the furnace of hell, the black brilliance around the man was swallowed up by the holy flames of the starry sky, revealing a slightly old face.

"You, who are you?" The man saw a soul-devouring rat appearing, a little frightened, and asked nervously.

"Old fellow, you were the ones who destroyed the Dragon Clan back then, right?" Demon Lord Shelob pulled the long beard at the corner of his mouth and said with a sinister smile.

"The one who destroyed the Dragon Clan was the Nilong Clan and had nothing to do with the Jueying Temple." The man's eyes trembled and he shouted loudly.

"Jueying Temple!" Demon Lord Sheluo was stunned for a moment, then laughed and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Jue Qianqiu, the elder of the temple!" The man felt a very evil aura from Demon Lord Shelob, and couldn't help but panicked, saying, "What do you want to do to me?"

"Elder of the temple." Lord Sheluo chuckled and said, "I am going to refine a soul slave for my master. The soul slave refined by the elders of Jueying Temple must be very good."

"I am the elder of the temple, you can't do this to me!" Jue Qianqiu's pupils widened when he saw Demon Lord Sheluo approaching step by step, and he screamed in shock.

He is an elder of the Jueying Temple, but now he has to become someone else's soul slave. How can he bear this gap?

"Don't be afraid, I am very gentle and will definitely refine you gently." Lord Sheluo chuckled and walked towards Jue Qianqiu.

"You can't..., Jueying Temple will definitely not let you go..., please forgive me..."

Jue Qianqiu's screams kept ringing out, as if he was enduring this cruel abuse.

Nie Tian saw everything in his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. When She Luo refined Jue Qianqiu into a soul slave, everything became much simpler.

"Jue Qianqiu." He whispered the name softly, but Nie Tian couldn't help but frown.

What kind of organization is the Jueying Temple? A mere elder has the ninth level of strength of the Emperor of Heaven. It is really terrifying.

I just don’t know what the elder Jue Qianqiu’s status is in Jueying Temple.

Elders are also divided into rankings and levels. Just like the four major families in Three Thousand Small Worlds, there are outer sect elders and inner sect elders.

If Jue Qianqiu was just the outer elder of Jueying Temple, then Jueying Temple would be really terrifying.

Nie Tian is not in a hurry to find out about the Jueying Temple at the moment because it is too far away for him.

Although he is now at the ninth level of heavenly strength, he has only achieved it temporarily with the help of the power of Qilin Tears. Soon his strength will drop back, and he may even enter a period of decline, as well as a decline in martial arts talent.

Thinking of this, Nie Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.

He is not afraid of the period of weakness. He has the Original Coffin of Chaos and will be able to get through the period of weakness quickly.

But the decrease in talent brought about by Qilin Tears is very troublesome.

What Nie Tian needs most at the moment is to quickly improve his strength. Once his martial arts talent declines, it will inevitably affect his training speed and may even affect his future martial arts achievements, which is very troublesome.

Moreover, Nie Tian knew that Qilin Tears were the fruit of the Dragon Blood Sacred Tree. It was very difficult or even impossible to eliminate the influence of this talent.

"Forget it, don't think so much for now, let's get through the period of weakness first." Nie Tian smiled faintly, and his eyes returned to firmness.

"Lord Nie Tian, ​​are you okay?" Ni Nan asked when he saw that everything was calm and came to Nie Tian's side.

In the battle just now, he saw Nie Tian's terrifying strength, which was really shocking.

Had it not been for Nie Tian's presence this time, the Nilong Clan would have been unable to escape the fate of annihilation.

At this moment, besides being grateful, he felt more in awe of Nie Tian.

"I'm fine." Nie Tian smiled faintly. At this time, he could already feel the strength in his body slowly declining. This feeling was very uncomfortable.

Nie Tian and Ni Nan returned to the hall, and others appeared one after another.

"Boss, are you okay?" Jin Dabao saw Nie Tian's pale face and stepped forward to ask.

He did not see the battle between Nie Tian and the Soul Splitting King. If not, the situation would not be so peaceful at the moment.

"It's okay." Nie Tian smiled slightly and glanced at Han Tian and others to make sure that they were all okay, which made him feel relieved.

Han Tian and others were injured, and the Nilong clan decided to let them enjoy the precious blood of Qilin again.

As for Nie Tian, ​​he had just taken Qilin Tears and could not withstand the dragon-reverse power of Qilin Blood.

From now on, Nie Tian will no longer care about it, and it will be up to the people from the Nilong Clan to clean up the mess.