Doomsday Twelve opened the third seal of the Vein Sealing Forbidden City, glanced at Nie Tian coldly, and then stopped staying. The figure moved and disappeared.
At the same moment, in mid-air.
Nie Tian was enveloped by the terrifying pressure and could hardly breathe. But at this moment, he suddenly felt the forbidden pulse in his body erupt. Suddenly, a terrifying force surged crazily, like a sea breaking through a dike, impacting his whole body.
"Ah!" In an instant, the severe pain that penetrated his bones and marrow shot through his body, making Nie Tian howl in agony.
At this moment, he felt as if there was a force in his body, seeping into every bone, every drop of blood, and every inch of muscle in his body, trying to tear him into pieces in an instant.
This kind of pain is unimaginable unless you experience it yourself.
"Huh?" High in the sky, the leader of the Corpse Demon suddenly felt that the power of the curse seal on Nie Tian's body was stronger, and he couldn't help but frowned.
Is he a madman? Not to mention a mere Heavenly Tribulation Saint King, even a powerful Heavenly Martial Saint Ancestor level might not be able to withstand such a level of curse seal.
"It seems that he didn't want me to refine the corpse, so he destroyed his martial body." The leader of the Corpse Demon said in his heart with his eyes darkened.
It's a pity that such a good piece of corpse-refining material was ruined like this.
"Boom!" But at this moment, there was a sudden shock in the void, and then a shocking scene occurred. The huge palm shook violently, and then exploded.
"How is that possible?" The leader of the Corpse Demon was hit, and his figure retreated repeatedly. After stabilizing his figure, he looked at the bloody swordsman who broke through the barrier with a horrified expression.
The giant hand just now was enough to crush a Tianwu Saint Ancestor, but it was broken by Nie Tian.
how so?
At this time, Nie Tian's whole body looked very terrifying, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his blood was boiling and boiling, as if he was standing in a raging flame.
The most terrifying thing is that the flesh and blood all over his body is tumbling, as if countless invisible sharp blades are cutting him apart one after another, but he has amazing vitality and recovery ability. As soon as those wounds are cut, they begin to heal quickly.
There is a violent balance in this kind of rupture and healing, and one can easily imagine the pain that penetrates the bones at a glance.
"He is burning his vitality!" Seeing this scene, the leader of the Corpse Demon immediately reacted and exclaimed in surprise.
If an ordinary warrior encounters a desperate situation, he may burn his blood to increase his strength and take the opportunity to break through the desperate situation.
But at this time, Nie Tian was burning his life force.
The price of burning blood may damage the martial body and even damage the martial arts foundation of the warrior.
The cost of burning vitality is the direct loss of life span, which is completely fighting with life.
And usually, ordinary warriors cannot burn life force at all, because doing so requires the support of a powerful martial body and an opportunity to burn life.
Nie Tian has a powerful martial body, coupled with the opportunity of the curse seal in his body, so he can burn his life force, and he burns crazily.
"I want to see what the murderous leader of the Corpse Demon would look like when he dies." At this time, Nie Tian spoke, his eyes spraying bloody flames, as if he had come from hell, pronouncing his verdict on everything. .
"Arrogant!" The leader of the Corpse Demon growled. Even though Nie Tian was burning his life force, he was not afraid at all, because others had no idea how terrifying the Corpse Dog's power was.
The next moment, Nie Tian's figure moved, drawing a dazzling life trajectory in the air, like an arrow leaving the string, extremely fast and extremely chilling.
"Looking for death!" The leader of the Corpse Demon growled coldly. He moved his palms together, and black air filled the air, forming runes in the air. Then, it condensed into black lights, like dark shackles, rushing out to cover the ground. Nie Tian came over.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The black light was like a dragon, and terrifying roaring sounds were heard in the air. It turned into a huge dark cage and instantly enveloped Nie Tian.
"Boy, your life force will burn out soon, but your martial body is still of some use. This church will keep it." The leader of the Corpse Demon had a gloomy look on his face. At this moment, he still did not give up. Nie Tian was transformed into a corpse.
"Really?" Nie Tian faced the dark cage, with blood all over his body spurting out as thin as a blade. He stepped forward, and the world was shaken. Then the Haotian Sword came out, and the blood-devouring sword exploded in the air with a dazzling sword brilliance, like Like the halo at the end of life.
"Stab la la la..." Immediately, wherever the Haotian sword light passed, it was like destroying dry matter, and the dark cage was directly torn apart.
The corpse demon leader's eyes couldn't help but tremble, and for the first time, horror showed on his face.
He obviously did not expect that Nie Tian would be so terrifying at this time.
"You were not condescending just now. Your expression now is not worthy of your status as the leader of the Corpse Demon Cult." Nie Tian sneered, and his figure moved instantly. The wings on his back turned a strange dark red under the influence of blood. The color has a strange darkness.
"Whoa!" The Corpse Demon Cult Leader was stunned for a moment, and a sword light struck him, leaving a dazzling sword mark on his face.
"Damn it!" He growled, and his entire face instantly became ferocious.
How could he not know the humiliation of the sword marks? Nie Tian clearly regarded him as a weak scum that could be bullied.
At this moment, another sword light struck, the bright red color rolling like a waterfall with murderous intent.
The leader of the Corpse Demon looked solemn and struck horizontally with his palm, but it failed to block the sword light. Instead, there was another bloody gash on his shoulder.
"How could this happen?" He was shocked and screamed.
His strength was clearly much stronger than Nie Tian's, so how could he not even be able to block the latter's attacks?
"The sword in my hand can make Xuanhuang bow his head!" Nie Tian took one step forward, and the sword intent surged through his body, like billowing flames, which was extremely terrifying.
"Your sword intent has changed!" The leader of the Corpse Demon suddenly understood something and exclaimed. His eyes when he looked at Nie Tian changed and he was actually very frightened.
Especially the sword in Nie Tian's hand, one glance at it seemed to make his heart tremble.
The cost of burning his life made Nie Tian's sword intention become purer and more powerful, even breaking through the original sword realm restrictions and bursting out with an unprecedented fierceness.
Indeed, the corpse demon leader was far more powerful than Nie Tian, but his power was somewhat vulnerable to Nie Tian's sword intent.
Nie Tian's power was like steel and a blade, indestructible; the corpse demon leader's power was originally very strong, but when faced with Nie Tian's sword intent, it was as thin as paper and cotton.
No matter how much paper and cotton is in front of the steel blade, it will still break with just one poke.
Although the leader of the Corpse Demon is not a swordsman, he has fought against many swordsmen and is not completely ignorant of the art of swordsmanship.
Among all the swordsmen he had ever seen, no one could compare with Nie Tian.
Even the swordsman he once thought was the most terrifying was far inferior to Nie Tian.
This kind of inferiority is not an ordinary gap, but a qualitative difference!
At this moment, the leader of the Corpse Demon truly realized how terrifying the silver-haired swordsman in front of him was!
