In the room, the voice of the desolate ancestor came from within the godhead, and he was very surprised.
"Ancestor Desolation, this is the person with the body of Desolation I told you about." Nie Tian said directly without any nonsense.
"Nie Tian, you bastard!" At this time, the ancestor of Huangwu suddenly reacted and shouted: "You imprisoned me in the godhead and made me endure endless pain. One day, the ancestor of Japan will come out.
I want to put you..."
"Shut up!" Before Ancestor Huangwu could finish speaking, Nie Tian growled, interrupted him forcefully, and said coldly: "Ancestor Huangwu, this girl is in danger now. I let you speak because I want you to save her.
People, instead of coming out to scold me."
A cold voice, strong and domineering.
"Save people?" Ancestor Huangwu sneered, as if he heard a joke, and shouted: "Bad boy, you are playing tricks with me, imprisoning my soul, and you want me to do it for you.
Saving people, how can anything in the world be so cheap! If you want me to save people, you should give up as soon as possible!"
These days, the Huangwu Patriarch has been imprisoned in his godhead. He yells and screams and Nie Tian ignores him. Now that he is asked to speak, he is asked to save people. How can he not be angry?
"Duan Huangwu, let me ask you again, save or not save?" Nie Tian had no time to talk nonsense with the ancestor of Huangwu, his face darkened, and he said coldly.
"I won't save you!" Ancestor Huangwu was very determined and shouted: "I won't save you no matter what you say!"
"Okay." Nie Tian smiled coldly and said, "Then you should be prepared to be imprisoned in the godhead forever. Even if your soul is strong, it will automatically disappear in a few years. This world will no longer be desolate.
This person is the ancestor!”
Nie Tian's stern voice fell, and a wisp of divine consciousness poured into Nie Tian's godhead, intending to completely imprison the Desolate Ancestor.
"You brat, what do you want to do?" Ancestor Huangwu panicked, screamed, and shouted: "I save people, I save people!"
He just wanted to complain, but who knew Nie Tian could be so cruel.
How could the ancestor of Huangwu not understand his situation? Nie Tian asked him to save people because he was giving him a chance.
"It would have been better if I had said no earlier." Nie Tian smiled faintly, and his expression suddenly brightened.
"You brat, you..." Ancestor Huangwu was suddenly startled, and immediately realized that he had been frightened by Nie Tian again.
It was really puzzling to him to think that his majestic and barren ancestor had repeatedly stumbled at Nie Tian's hands.
"Ancestor Huangwu, stop talking nonsense and prepare to save people." Nie Tian's expression became serious, and he looked at Wang Haolin, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.
At this time, Wang Haolin's breath was very weak, intermittent, and might disappear at any time.
Her face was very old, like a person who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years and was about to reach the end of her life.
Unbelievable, this is a teenage girl.
Nie Tian released some of his imprisoned power, and the Desolate Ancestor barely managed to escape with a burst of soul power.
Nie Tian put his own soul mark on the godhead. As long as the Desolate Ancestor dares to make any change, his soul will be instantly killed.
The soul power of the desolate ancestor condensed into a weak shadow, and his eyes swept over Wang Haolin, but he didn't say a word for a long time.
"Can you save people?" Nie Tian couldn't help but cast his eyes darkened when he saw the reaction of Ancestor Huangwu and asked.
"This girl is indeed the body of Desolation. Her body has been invaded by the power of Desolation for many years, and she is very weak now. It is very difficult to save her." The ancestor of Desolation murmured, but he was extremely surprised in his heart.
He had also seen other desolate bodies, but none of them were as powerful as Wang Haolin.
Even he himself was not as strong as Wang Haolin's desolate body.
"What a pity, what a pity!" Ancestor Huangwu sighed in his heart. If Wang Haolin was born hundreds of thousands of years ago and joined the Huangwu Tianzong, then the Huangwu Tianzong would be able to ascend to the supreme power of the nine realms!
"Difficulty means it can still be saved, right?" Nie Tian nodded slightly and said, "I will leave this girl to you. If she dies, prepare to spend the rest of your life in the Godhead."
"You brat, you..." Ancestor Huangwu was stunned. He thought he was being unreasonable enough, but he didn't expect Nie Tian to be even more unreasonable.
"Brother Nie Tian, the Desolate Stone is here." At this time, Yi Di came over carrying the Desolate Stone on his back.
"Okay." Nie Tian agreed, and asked Yi Di to place the Desolate Stone in the room, and then said: "Ancestor Desolate, I will leave the rest to you. Don't play any tricks."
With that said, Nie Tian and Yi Di took two steps back, and at the same time weakened the restraining power of the godhead again.
Ancestor Huangwu turned around and glanced at Nie Tian, feeling somewhat apprehensive.
Next, the Ancestor of Desolation stopped talking and began to activate the power in the Desolation Stone. Suddenly, streams of pure Desolation Power surged out and slowly poured into Wang Haolin's body.
Nie Tian sensed the changes in the Desolate Stone and was extremely surprised. At this moment, the desolate power released by the Desolate Stone actually contained a trace of life force.
It seems that the Ancestor of Desolation inspired the vitality swallowed up by the Desolation Power and provided it to Wang Haolin for absorption.
The Ancestor of Desolation is indeed the pinnacle expert from hundreds of thousands of years ago, and this method is truly astonishing.
With the influx of desolate power, Wang Haolin's aura gradually stabilized, and at the same time, her appearance also underwent a very strange change, as if she was rejuvenated, slowly changing from the appearance of an old man to that of an immature girl.
appearance.
"Brother Nie Tian, this old Nainai's appearance has changed!" Yi Di couldn't help but screamed when he saw this scene.
"Yi Di, she is just a little girl, maybe not even older than you." Nie Tian smiled silently and said lightly.
Yi Di was suddenly startled, his little eyes widened with surprise on his face.
After a while, Wang Haolin completely returned to normal, her breath was stable, her appearance was restored, and she looked like an ordinary girl.
"Okay, the power of desolation in her body has been suppressed." The soul of the desolate ancestor trembled for a moment, and then immediately returned to the godhead, and continued: "If you want her to completely recover, you must practice the Nine Heavens Desolation Art.
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"With such a desolate body, you will pass on the Nine Heavens Desolation Technique to her," Nie Tian said with a slight smile.
"The Nine Heavens of Desolation Technique is the sect-suppressing martial art of our Desolate Heaven Sect, and it has never been taught to outsiders." Ancestor Huangwu said with an annoyed look on his face: "If you want to practice the Nine Heavens of Desolation Technique, you must first worship me as your teacher!
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"No problem." Nie Tian raised his brows and agreed. Not everyone can have this opportunity to be able to become a disciple of a powerful person at the peak of the ancient divine realm.
"Her body is still weak now. Let her rest for a few days and take more divine pills." Ancestor Huangwu said, and then disappeared into the divine head.
The power to activate the Desolate Stone was a heavy burden for him, and it would take a long time to recover.
Yi Di hadn't figured out what was going on, so he walked over with curiosity on his face, came to Wang Haolin's side, and said with his tongue: "This little girl is quite beautiful."
"Who are you!" At this moment, Wang Haolin suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, and saw a lean boy in front of her. She immediately screamed: "Get out! I don't want you to see me.