Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Vol 15 Chapter 1631: I have decided

Hearing that the 72nd wife of the main palace of the Ghost Palace was a martial artist with a colorful pipa, Nie Tian could not help but become depressed.

Because of the nine-color warriors, he only knows one person, that is, if the rain is Chiba!

"Nie Tian big brother, are you okay?" Mo Yihan saw Nie Tian face wrong, thinking that he said the wrong words, the small face can not help but be nervous.

"I'm fine." Nie Tian calmed down, his face eased a lot, and asked: "Ink girl, what do you know about the ghost king's dear? Can you tell me?"

"Of course it can be." Mo Yihan smiled a little, and told Nie Tian when the ghost king was dear.

Ghosts and kings, this is a big event in the Sen Luo Ghost Domain, and every time it happens, it will also alarm many warriors in the realm of the gods.

The Lord of the Ghost Palace is a mysterious figure. Seventy-one wives have been married before, but every lady has died bizarrely after being with the ghost king for less than a year. After that, the ghost king began to look for the next lady.

The most important thing is that when the ghost king kisses him, he will set up a ghost king, which is a good opportunity for the warriors in the real world.

As long as you climb the Ghost King and defeat the warrior of the Ghost King, you can make a condition to the Lord of the Ghosts.

In principle, any condition can be done, but no one can be stupid enough to make a particularly outrageous condition, which is very likely to anger the ghost king.

"Every lady of the Ghost King will die strangely. Doesn't anyone doubt anything?" Nie Tian said after listening to Mo Yihan, he couldn't help but frown, and asked quietly.

Seventy-one wives have been married before, and every lady is inexplicably dead. This must be tricky!

"Who dares to doubt!" Mo Yihan stunned, and then he actually asked.

Nie Tian’s eyes sank and he was silent.

The Lord of the Ghost Palace, its status in the Senro Ghost Domain, is definitely the most peak existence. Don't say that his wife is bizarre to die, even if he is killed by him, who dares to say anything.

This is the world of martial arts, very cruel, and strength determines everything!

"I think those girls who have been chosen by the Ghost King to be ladies are involuntarily." Mo Yihan sighed softly, his eyes could not help but tremble.

Ming knows that the ghost king is awkward, but he has to be the wife of the ghost king. This is helpless, but it is a body that can not explain.

"Munich girl, are you going to Sen Luo Ghost Field, is there anything?" Nie Tian calmed down and looked at the stranger, asked faintly.

Mo Yi Han took a five- or six-year-old girl to the Sen Luo Ghost, obviously not to see the fun, there must be something.

"I don't think it's convenient." Mo Yihan smiled a little and didn't make it. He said directly.

Nie Tian smiled and nodded. Since the other party didn't want to say it, he couldn't force it.

He speculated that it should be something difficult for Mo Yihan to encounter, and he wanted to defeat the ghost king shrine by the ghost king and ask for help from the ghost king.

"Little girl, where are you going?" At this time, a low-pitched voice suddenly appeared not far away, and it seemed very angry.

"Sister, there are bad people calling me!" Then, a childish voice rang, very familiar, actually the voice of the stranger.

"Shaner!" Mo Yihan heard the scream of his sister, and he frowned, and then he appeared as a sword, flying over.

Nie Tian's face was also a sinking, and then followed the past.

Among the crowds, several black-clothed warriors looked fierce and stepped closer to the unfamiliar.

After all, Ms. Ling was young, her eyes were full of tears, and she ran out of disappointment, but she said proudly in her mouth: "If you dare to beat me, my sister will not let you go."

"Your sister?" One of the black warriors sneered and laughed. "Your sister is better not to appear. Otherwise, we will kill her!"

"Is it?" Just when the voice of the black warrior was not lost, a cold voice sounded, and then a sly figure appeared, blocking in front of the stranger, it was a strange culvert.

"Sister." Mo Lingshan saw the emergence of Mo Yi Han, and cried out.

"Shen, don't be afraid, my sister is here." Mo Yihan kept her sister behind her, and a pair of beautiful women looked coldly at the black martial artists in front of me. They said, "You are shameless, so many big men are bullying one." little girl!"

These black warriors are not weak in strength. The strongest one is actually the middle of the upper god, and the others are also the early days of the upper god.

So many people, bullying a little girl of five or six years old, is indeed shameless.

"Shameless?" The head of the person smiled, his eyes greedily moved in the upper reaches of the strange body, and the burning of the Y-mans was released from his eyes. The saliva was about to fall. He said: "Little beauty, you will see it soon. What is truly shameless."

"Looking for death!" Mo Yihan knew that the other party had evil thoughts, and could not help but whisper, then the sword behind the sword was squirted, and a fierce sword shadow screamed out and directly smashed toward the people in front of him.

The man was very responsive, and he shot it directly, smashing the sword, and at the same time, a huge qi was like a wild wave, rolling into a strange culvert.

The realm of Mo Yi Jian Jian Dao is very high, but her strength is too weak, only the lower peak of the gods, and her opponent is the mid-term strong of the upper god, almost two realms of awareness, which is irreparable by the martial arts realm.

Mo Yihan felt a huge force hit and the figure flew straight out.

She was still in the air, and suddenly she felt a soft force appearing, holding her and falling steadily on the ground.

"Munich girl, are you okay?" Nie Tian's figure appeared behind the strange body, a smile.

"I'm fine, thank you Nie Tian big brother." Mo Yi Han face slightly ugly, whispered.

Nie Tian nodded lightly, and then stepped forward, a sword rushed to the sky, the whole person is like a giant sword, standing there, like a mountain.

"Bad boy, don't worry about anything." The black-faced warrior headed by seeing Nie Tian's momentum is very fierce, some strange, can not help but sneer, said: "I want a hero to save the United States, but to pay the price."

"Shan, what happened?" Nie Tianzheng did not look at the black warrior, but looked at the stranger, faintly asked.

Mo Lingshan’s little face was very wronged, holding Xiao Jin’s in her arms and said: “They want to grab my kitten.”

Nie Tian’s eyes were slightly congested. It turned out that these people were fancying Jin Jin and wanted to take it away.

It’s shameless for a group of superior gods to grab a little girl’s things in full view.

Nie Tian’s eyes swept over the people around him. Everyone was indifferent, and no one was willing to shoot.

"Bad boy, Lao Tzu is a cold and cold shrine, and the rush of knowledge, so don't blame Lao Tzu!" The head of the person smiled coldly, and there was a terrible murder in his eyes.

"The people who are cold and cold in the shrine." Nie Tian sneered, not concealing the meaning of contempt, said coldly: "I have decided on this matter!"

The cold and cold shrine, one of the four central palaces in the Twelve Gods Palace, is the peak force of the world of horror. No wonder the people around are afraid to C.

Demonstration, bullying, such things, Nie Tianyi can stand by!