"Nangong Jueming, you don't keep your word!" The furious roar resounded through the hall. Nie Dao's whole body was trembling, and his old eyes were filled with turbid tears.
Nangong Jueming is the name of the ancestor of the Nangong family.
Half a month ago, when Nangong Jueming came to Fengyun League to propose marriage, Nie Dao not only received Nangong Duwo's three palms in vain, but he also paid a heavier price: he withdrew his forbidden god power and gave it to Nangong Jueming.
Life.
Nangong Jueming assured him that as long as he obtained the power of the Forbidden God, he would not attack the Fengyun Alliance and the Nie family.
Nie Dao personally ordered the dissolution of the Fengyun Alliance, and also prepared to allow direct descendants of the Nie family to take refuge in the ancestral land.
But he didn't expect that Nangong Jueming would break his promise and massacre Ciguang City!
"Grandpa, your martial body..." At this moment, Nie Tian supported Nie Dao and was horrified to find that there was no breath of the power of the Forbidden God in the latter's body.
With a flash of consciousness, he sensed Nie Dao, and was even more horrified to find that the latter only had the master god cultivation level left!
"What's going on?" Nie Tian forced himself to calm down and roared angrily.
Nie Dao's body swayed slightly, and his whole body was like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished at any moment.
After a long time, Nie Dao calmed down and told the story.
After Nie Tian heard this, his face was so gloomy that he almost bled.
Nangong Jueming was so vicious that he deceived Nie into using the power of the Forbidden God, but then broke his promise and massacred Ciguang City.
"Nie Dao, get out of here!" Just when Nie Dao and Nie Tian's ancestors and grandsons were filled with grief and anger, a deep and powerful roar sounded outside Fengyun Hall, like thunder on the ground, resounding throughout Fengyun.
Main hall.
"Nangong Jueming!" When Nie Dao heard this voice, his expression suddenly froze, and he was extremely horrified.
He heard this voice directly. It was the voice of Nangong Jueming, the ancestor of the Nangong family.
Nangong Jueming came to Fengyun Hall again, is he going to drive out the Nie family and kill them all?
When Nie Dao thought of this, his entire face turned ashen and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
Nie Tian frowned, anger burst out in his eyes, and he growled lowly: "I'll go meet him!"
"Nie Tian, you can't go. You can follow me to the Nie family's ancestral land right now!" Nie Dao was stunned for a moment, then he immediately realized and pulled Nie Tian directly to go to the Nie family's ancestral land.
Nangong Jueming came back with force, obviously intending to exterminate the Nie family.
If Nie Tian went out at this time, wouldn't that mean he would die?
Nie Tian was the Nie family's last hope. How could Nie Dao just watch him die!
"Grandpa, we can't leave!" Nie Tian grabbed Nie Dao and said in a deep voice: "Since Nangong Jueming is here, let me see how strong he is!"
Nie Dao's face darkened, he looked at Nie Tian with his eyes, and kept shaking his head.
But Nie Tian had made up his mind. He stepped hard with his feet, the floor shattered, and his figure flew out of the hall.
Nie Dao's eyes trembled and he quickly followed.
Outside the Fengyun Hall, high in the sky, three figures stood like three mountains, with extremely majestic momentum.
Two of them had familiar faces. They were Nangong Duwo, the head of the Nangong family, and Nangong Duxiu, the vice-president of the Holy Council.
And another figure has an old face, white beard and hair, but the momentum of his whole body is extremely violent. Standing high in the sky, he looks like a demon god, especially his cold eyes, which are like sharp blades and can almost pierce people's eyes.
soul!
This old man is the ancestor of the Nangong family, Nangong Jueming!
Nangong Jueming, Nangong Duwo, Nangong Duxiu, these three are the three strongest people in the Nangong family!
"Nie Dao, get out of here!" Once again, Nangong Jueming roared, and the momentum surged around his body. Behind him, thunderous forces appeared. The powerful suppressive power turned into endless pressure, terrifying.
Incomparable.
Nie Feiyu and others on the ground, under the huge pressure, their faces turned red and bloodshot, and their bodies seemed to be torn apart.
Nie Feiliu was the only one with a calm expression, constantly releasing waves of mysterious power to protect himself and those around him.
If it weren't for him, Nie Feiyu and Jun Aoqing would not be able to withstand the terrifying pressure from high in the sky.
"Boom!" At this moment, a figure rushed out from the Fengyun Hall, like a startling rainbow, and suddenly landed on the ground. The momentum around him surged, and he forced himself to create a space under the endless pressure.
"Nie Tian!" Jun Aoqing shouted in surprise when she saw Nie Tian coming out, but the next moment her face froze and she was very worried.
She knew that the three people in front of her were here for Nie Tian. Nie Tian appeared at this time and was in a very dangerous situation.
"Nangong Jueming, the person you are looking for is me!" Nie Tian's figure fell down, his eyes were locked on Nangong Jueming, and he said coldly: "I killed that trash Nangong Lin!"
"It was you who killed my son!" When Nangong Duwo heard Nie Tian's words, his eyes trembled and he roared, with murderous intent.
"Nie Tian, you are indeed alive!" Nangong Duxiu saw Nie Tian and was stunned for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "It seems that the black scale curse energy of the Lord of the Reverse Scale is nothing more than that, and it failed to kill you.
Life."
When he and the Lord of the Reverse Scale teamed up, they actually didn't kill Nie Tian.
"Who is this kid?" Nangong Jueming looked at Nie Tian with his gloomy eyes, a fiery light that was difficult to conceal surged in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.
"Lord Ancestor, this boy is the one who possesses the Yuan Fei of gods and demons." Nangong Duxiu bowed slightly, showing respect.
Although he is the vice-president of the Holy Council, of course he has to bow his head in front of his ancestors.
"Lord Ancestor, let me kill him and avenge Nangong Lin!" Nangong Duwo's eyes turned cold, and then his figure moved, wanting to take action directly.
"Wait a minute." But Nangong Jueming said in a deep voice, and then his figure moved, fell slightly, and stared at Nie Tian with a pair of cold eyes, saying: "I want to see what the legendary power of gods and demons is.
how is it like?"
After he finished speaking, the power of nine thunder suddenly appeared behind him, stretching into a huge purple thunder of nearly ten thousand meters in the air, like nine hurricanes, releasing an extremely violent aura that seemed to be able to strangle everything.
"Nine roars of purple thunder!" Nie Tian looked at the nine purple thunders, his eyes trembled, and he screamed.
This breath is not unfamiliar to him. It is the original power of the thunder system, Purple Thunder Nine Roars!
However, the Purple Thunder Nine Roar released by Nangong Jueming was obviously much more powerful than Nangong Lin back then. This kind of thunderous force was so powerful that it could suppress almost everything.
"No, this guy has integrated the complete Purple Thunder Nine Xiao!" At this moment, the little fat cat screamed, and the cat's face was so horrified that it almost froze.
Nangong Jueming was a semi-saint strongman a long time ago, and now he has merged with Zi Lei Jiu Xiao, so one can imagine how powerful he is.
"Boom!" Just as the little fat cat's voice just fell, a purple thunder roared out like a wild dragon, and waves of extremely powerful pressure burst out, falling towards Nie Tian like a terrifying wave.