Chapter 727 Horror Things

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"Don't you feel the breath around you?" The old man raised his arm heavily, poked around, and whispered.

Nie Tianming immediately dispersed the breath of Tianfu. Only then did he feel a thin layer of imprisonment contained in it, but from Nie Tianming's side, it was extremely weak, but from the old man's side, it was full of strange smell.

"I use vitality to resist this powerful imprisonment, otherwise I would have died thousands of years ago." The old man whispered that his tone was not fake. Under the confinement of the heavenly soul core, the horrible imprisonment could indeed make the robbers so hard.

In those years, in a hurry, he arranged a less strong confinement with the soul core, which could hurt the ancestors of heaven. It can be seen that the nucleus is powerful. But he definitely can't compare with the heavenly operator. The heavenly operator is close to the existence of the realm against the sky, and the heavenly soul core is even more domineering, fiercely suppressing all the strong here. What's more, there are two heavenly soul nuclei, which is even more terrible.

"You have the treasures of our Wangyue clan. If you hand it over, I will find a way to let you in..." The old man squint at Nie Tianming and felt two things, one is the soul core on Nie Tianming's body, and the other is the knife of the moon.

The heavenly soul nucleus carried the breath of their holy beast, the rhinoceros of the moon, and the other, the breath of the sword of the moon, was stronger, and the old man soon felt it.

Nie Tianming was not surprised. In this nearly ** ancient region, almost all the vitality disappeared, and the breath produced can certainly be felt at a glance.

"Do you think you want to get two treasures back?" Nie Tianming smiled gently, and the corners of his mouth were full of disdain.

"Yes, if you want to see the body of Tiananzi, you should at least come in, but if I don't let you in, you won't come in for the rest of your life." Although the old man's tone was very weak, his breath was full of self-confidence.

Nie Tianming smiled and said softly, "Do you think I, Nie Tianming, have been scared?"

"This is the knife of the moon. Let me show you the other thing. I don't think you are qualified to see it. By the way, you said that this is something from your Wangyue clan. I don't think it's necessary. Isn't the Wangyue clan also got it from the ancient monuments? The lost monument, this is a reincarnation, and now its surname is Nie!"

Nie Tianming said softly that he said so much. Looking at the man's expression, he also wanted to know how the man was doing.

The gray-haired old man's fierce eyes shot angrily. The younger generation dared to talk to him like this. Although he was trapped here, if the other party entered the prison, he was confident to kill the man with one slap.

"Do you want to come in? I don't think you can count on it in your life. I won't help you open it. I'll see how you open it..." After a while, the old man returned to his previous calmness. He looked at Nie Tianming with disdain and smiled coldly.

The old man also saw that Nie Tianming was different, and also saw that the other party wanted to come in. This confinement must consume strong vitality. Then Nie Tianming just came in, and the old man could take this opportunity to kill this person directly.

Nie Tianming laughed softly and said, "Oh? Is that so? Do you think this imprisonment can trap me?

After saying that, Nie Tianming did not hesitate at all, and a powerful breath of heavenly charm gushed out from his palm. He stretched out his palm, and the golden cyclone wrapped around his fingertips. He directly tore the confinement, and his body changed, like lightning, and got into it.

All this was so natural that the old man who was going to take action was stunned. He looked at Nie Tianming in a daze and didn't know what to say. Finally, he muttered in a very low voice: "How did he do it?"

The pressure within the confinement increased in an instant, but for Nie Tianming, who has the spirit of Tianfu and the core of the heavenly soul, this pressure only stimulates him. He feels that every pore in his body is rapidly expanding, constantly absorbing the spiritual breath of the confinement.

The old man's murderous spirit has not completely dissipated. Nie Tianming turned his face and shouted coldly, "Do you want to kill me?"

The old man suddenly became nervous. This scene was like seeing another heavenly operator, strong and confident. When he raised his hand, he could kill the strong man in the realm of several disasters.

"Very good, if you don't talk, it's acquiescence..." Nie Tianming stepped forward and grabbed his palm. There were several traces in the sky, as if he had been torn apart. His palm directly grabbed the old man's body and went into the air.

The old man had to face the spiritual torture in confinement. If he hadn't used the art of transforming vitality, he would have died long ago. If Nie Tianming was a little uncomfortable just now, the old man could kill him, but now he found that this person was surprisingly similar to Tiansamazi.

Originally, Nie Tianming wanted to kill the other party, but he still let the man go first and let him live and die here. He quickly entered the old man, and soon reached out to the old man's carry-on bag and smiled gently: "Forget, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't kill you. I'll buy you for this little. It's my life!"

Nie Tianming forcibly grabbed the carry-on bag from the old man. When he opened it, he saw that almost all the elixir was exhausted. Only the golden magic pestle, which was faintly contained powerful thunder and lightning.

"It's a good thing. It can be preserved so well under confinement. It can be seen that it's extraordinary. Old man, I, Nie Tianming, took care of it." Nie Tianming got a treasure and was in a good mood. He smiled gently at the corners of his mouth.

He continued to look over and saw a low-level ancient spirit weapon. Compared with this magic pestle, it was really small.

"Well... I'll give you this!" Nie Tianming grabbed the palm of his hand and directly grabbed Fang Chen with the broken arm into it.

"How dare you take it..." The old man did not dare to look at Nie Tianming angrily, but the old man still has prestige for the people who look at the moon.

Fang Chen trembled several times and didn't dare to follow. Nie Tianming's face was a little unhappy. He whispered, "What's the dare? This thing is originally your Wangyue clan. This old ghost is destined to die here. Do you want his things to always be here?"

Fang Chen also heard what Nie Tianming meant. If he didn't take this thing, he would die here in the end, just like the old man. Fang Chen clenched his teeth, nodded, directly grabbed the valley spiritual weapon and put it on his body.

"Hahaha... This is just like my Nie Tianming." Nie Tianming looked at this scene with satisfaction, turned around and smiled at the old man of the Wangyue clan. He stopped talking and went out directly.

Fang Chen bowed deeply to the old man and hurriedly rolled and crawled out. The old man sighed gently behind him and looked at this scene helplessly. He sighed in his heart that the times changed too fast, and they were destined to be surpassed by future generations.

"It doesn't matter if this person follows this guy, at least it won't pose much threat to our people looking at the moon." The old man could only comfort himself in this way. As Nie Tianming said, he forcibly transformed his vitality, and in the end, he could not avoid death.

After walking less than ten miles, Nie Tianming felt a powerful call. It was the call of another heavenly soul core. He looked up at the distance and whispered, "There should be the last heavenly soul core ahead. If you find this one, I, Nie Tianming, can go out."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help speeding up his pace and walking inside. Soon the two of them arrived at a not too high mountain peak, which was bare and had no vitality. It was a little like being forcibly piled up.

"No, no..."

"This is..." Nie Tianming's pupils were locked and he felt endless pressure.

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