In the Holy Land of Underworld, the Monument of Underworld is severely cracked, like a small boat in the wind and rain, it will be shattered at any time.
At this time, there were not many swordsmen surrounding the Monument of Underworld, and most of them were preparing for the fight in Underworld.
There is still half a day left, and the underworld battle is about to begin.
Due to the sudden situation of the Monument of Underworld, the place of contention was changed to another vast place.
"Senior, there has been no news about Nie Tian and that guy entering the Monument of Underworld. Is it going to be okay?" Chimingdan looked at the Monument of Underworld with his heart. He was very worried and couldn't help but ask Yin Feng Wuwo beside him. asked.
"It will be fine." Yin Feng Wuwo responded solemnly. Although he spoke firmly, his eyes were obviously full of doubts.
His worries at this time were much more than Chi Ming Danxin.
The underworld battle is about to begin. If Nie Tian cannot appear in time, it means giving up the battle.
Doing so would be equivalent to directly admitting defeat.
Then Yin Feng Wuwo's bet with the Human Emperor was lost directly.
This bet is not only related to the Empress of the Ghost Clan, but also the life and death of the entire Ghost Clan.
"Nie Tian, Nie Tian, nothing will happen to you." Yin Feng Wuwo's eyes showed an imperceptible tremor, and he prayed secretly in his heart.
In his life, he was extremely strong and never asked for help from anyone.
But at this moment, all the hopes of him and the ghost clan were on Nie Tian, making him nervous.
At this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the Monument of Underworld, looking very panicked.
"It's him!" Yin Fengwuwu's pupils shrank, and he saw clearly that the figure was the Doomsday Twelve, and his face changed, and he was surprised.
At this time, Doomsday Twelve had blood stains on the corners of his mouth and his face was very pale. He seemed to be seriously injured. He was also panicking and looked like he had escaped from death, which made people wonder.
"Could this be..." Yin Feng Wuwo's eyes suddenly trembled, and his heart tightened.
The Doomsday Twelve Cangzhou panicked and wounded and escaped, but Nie Tian was nowhere to be seen.
Doesn't that mean that Nie Tian might have died in the Monument of Underworld?
"Where's Nie Tian?" Chiming Danxin also reacted at this time and roared violently. The sword energy around his body surged like the sea. He couldn't care too much anymore and stepped forward directly. The rolling sword pressed like a mountain and pressed towards the Doomsday Twelve. .
Doomsday Twelve suddenly turned around, a pair of eyes revealed a fierce red color, he stretched out his big hand, turned his palm energy into a sword, and blocked Chiming Danxin's sword pressure.
Chimingdanxin was shocked, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. His face turned red from suppressing it, which was very ugly.
In the Holy Land of Underworld, Doomsday Twelve can activate the power of the sword in the space, and even the Human Emperor is forced to retreat by him, let alone Chiming Danxin.
Chiming Danxin stabilized his body and wanted to take action again, but was stopped by Yin Feng Wuwo.
"What happened inside?" Yin Fengwuwo asked with a low expression, looking at the Doomsday Twelve coldly.
"When Nie Tian comes out, you can ask him." Doomsday Twelve was furious and responded coldly.
The expressions of Yin Feng Wuwo and Chi Mingdanxin changed at the same time, and they relaxed a lot from their nervousness.
Looking at Doomsday Twelve, Nie Tian seems to be fine.
Moreover, he looked very angry and resentful. Could it be that the person who injured him was Nie Tian?
At this time, there were dozens of swordsmen watching in the distance, but no one dared to get close and they all just observed from a distance.
"Who is this guy? How could he be injured when he came out of the Monument of Underworld?"
"This boy once blocked the Human Emperor. It was really terrifying. I think he must be looking for something important to him when he entered the Monument of Underworld."
"The swordsman named Nie Tian hasn't come out yet. Isn't he already dead in the monument?"
Everyone was talking and looking at the Doomsday Twelve with weird looks, fear and disgust.
"Bang!" At this moment, the huge Monument of Underworld suddenly made a sound of explosion, and then the monument collapsed. Ten thousand sword patterns were completely liberated, turning into billowing sword intent, impacting in all directions.
The expressions of Yin Feng Wuwo and Chi Mingdanxin changed, and they immediately retreated.
The force of these sword intentions is like a tsunami and landslide, and the fierceness of the sword intentions is more terrifying than a wind blade. If they are hit by a frontal impact, even those who are stronger than them may be injured.
But Doomsday Twelve didn't care at all, not afraid of the wild waves of sword intent. He stood coldly like a rock in the air, and remained motionless despite the impact of the sword intent.
The next moment, a figure appeared, like an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge and powerful sword energy.
"Nie Tian!" Yin Fengwuwo and Chimingdanxin steadied their bodies and saw clearly that the figure was none other than Nie Tian, and they shouted in surprise.
Nie Tian was indeed not dead, and he even broke out of the monument!
High in the sky, Nie Tian looked like a strong pine, tall and straight like a sword, showing its sharpness.
There was a smile on his lips, but there was a huge surprise in his heart that could not be suppressed.
Just now, when the Star Mark Dark Seal in his body resonated with Huang Quan's third soul, his Star Mark Dark Seal was really unsealed.
Moreover, there was not just one unblocking process, but three!
That's right, it was the three star mark dark seals that were unsealed one after another, so the power released in his body directly shocked the Doomsday Twelve.
At this moment, Nie Tian had six of the nine dark star mark seals of the power of stars unsealed!
His martial body, bloodline, sword intent, and aura were completely different from before. There was a qualitative leap.
Under the huge impact of power brought about by the unsealing of the three star mark dark seals, his strength has also improved. His martial arts has reached the fourth level of the heavenly tribulation, and his swordsmanship has reached the fourth level of the sword's heavenly tribulation.
The unsealing of the Star Mark Dark Seal made his martial body more natural, purer, and more harmonious.
It is a great good thing for him that his martial arts cultivation level is consistent with that of swordsmanship.
The martial body and the sword's will coexist, complementing each other and keeping pace with each other. This is the best state of a warrior.
"Nie Tian, your breath..." Yin Feng Wuwo came to Nie Tian's side, with a fat face full of surprise.
"How is this possible?" Chiming Danxin was even more shocked. He had already faintly felt that the star mark secret seal in Nie Tian's body had been unsealed again.
"The battle for underworld hasn't started yet, has it?" Nie Tian smiled lightly and asked directly.
"No, no." Yin Feng Wuwo nodded repeatedly, with unconcealable joy on his face.
He did not expect that Nie Tian's entry into the Monument of Underworld would be a blessing in disguise, and his strength would improve so much.
"Nie Tian!" At this moment, Doomsday Twelve spoke coldly, his eyes filled with coldness, staring at Nie Tian resentfully.
"Doomsday Twelve, I helped you find what you were looking for, and I also helped you make it stronger. Are you still dissatisfied?" Nie Tian smiled lightly and said calmly.
"I..." Doomsday Twelve was stunned and didn't know what to say.
Nie Tian was right. The third soul had been found and it had become stronger. He had fulfilled all his requirements.
However, Nie Tian has obviously become stronger and gained more benefits. This is what makes Doomsday Twelve unhappy. "Nie Tian, let's meet in the underworld!" Doomsday Twelve calmed down and spoke solemnly, with murderous intent clearly surging in his eyes!
