Chapter 4627: Ten Thousand Tribulations Heavenly Venerate
Leng Huang Jixue!
When the name came out of Mo Ye's mouth, Nie Tian's face couldn't help but change, and a furious flame suddenly rose in his eyes.
When Lieyan Jiufeng heard Leng Huang Jixue's name, his expression changed, and he stared at Mo Ye coldly with murderous eyes.
Although he was not very close to Leng Huang Jixue, the two of them had an unusual blood relationship. They could be considered brothers and sisters, or siblings.
Even from a certain aspect, Leng Huang Jixue also represents him.
Mo Ye's words made him not disgusted at all.
"Why, you don't want to?" Mo Ye ignored Nie Tian's anger and sneered: "You and Leng Huang Jixue have already separated, and they are destined to never be together in the future. Why do you have to be so obsessed with it?"
"Mo Ye, you don't have to make a deal with me, but you can never threaten me." Nie Tian's eyes darkened and he said coldly: "Leng Huang Jixue is herself and never belongs to anyone."
"Haha." Mo Ye smiled and said, "It seems that I traded her as an object, which made you feel hurt."
"Mo Ye, Leng Huang Jixue is the saint of our Heaven-Slaying Holy Cult. If you dare to speak rudely again, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." At this time, Lieyan Jiufeng spoke, with a pair of eyes filled with cold light, approaching Mo Ye step by step.
"Oh." Mo Ye was not afraid at all. Instead, he smiled playfully and said, "I almost forgot that Leng Huang Jixue was born from the heart of Demon Zhutian just like you. I originally thought you wouldn't care about her.
, I didn’t expect you to be so emotional.”
"It's not your turn to tell me what I do to Leng Huang Jixue." Lieyan Jiufeng suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.
"Very good." Mo Ye smiled and looked at Nie Tiandao: "Since you are not willing to both of my conditions, there is no need to talk about it. I will decide on the bloodline of the Ancient Saint."
Nie Tian's face was gloomy and he didn't speak for a long time.
He understood Mo Ye's temperament better than anyone else, and it would be useless to say anything more at this time.
Others listened in confusion, but they could only see that Leng Huang Jixue had an unusual relationship with Nie Tian, and he seemed to have a glance with Lieyan Jiufeng, both of whom were conceived from the heart of the Heaven-Slaying Demon. "Mo Ye,
The bloodline of the Ancient Saint is no small matter. Since I have promised it to you, I will naturally fulfill my promise. But I want to ask clearly, what do you want to do with the bloodline of the Ancient Saint?" At this time, Wan Minghai suddenly spoke, looked at Mo Ye and asked
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"Save people." Mo Ye's eyes narrowed and he said two words lightly.
"Can I know who you are trying to save?" Wan Minghai obviously didn't expect Mo Ye to respond so simply, and he couldn't help but frown and continued to ask.
"No comment." Mo Ye said simply and coldly.
Lieyan Jiufeng's face suddenly darkened, but he still held back and said nothing.
Leng Xiaoyao and others were surprised and nervous. Mo Ye's indifferent attitude was so unexpected that they couldn't help but worry about whether they would anger Wan Minghai.
"Nie Tian, what about you?" However, Wan Minghai didn't react much, but his face looked a little ugly. Then he turned to Nie Tian and asked, "Why do you want the blood of the ancient saint?"
"Save people." Unexpectedly, Nie Tian's answer was exactly the same as Mo Ye's, word for word.
At this time, no matter how well-mannered Wan Minghai was, he couldn't help but feel a little confused on his face. He frowned and was about to say something, but Nie Tian continued to speak.
Nie Tian glanced at Wan Minghai and said, "I want to save my child."
Then, he briefly told what happened to Nie Fan, which shocked everyone.
They couldn't imagine that a child could have such powerful power in his body, and they would even use the blood of the ancient saint to suppress it.
"So, you came to Xianqi Continent to obtain the blood of the ancient saint to suppress the child's body of all calamities, right?" Wan Minghai, on the other hand, did not show much surprise. After hearing this, his eyes were heavy.
He looked at Nie Tian.
"Yeah!" Nie Tian nodded heavily, vaguely feeling that Wan Minghai seemed to have something to say, and immediately said: "Lord Holy Lord, have you heard of the body of ten thousand tribulations?" Wan Minghai frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally said
He nodded and said: "I once saw some scattered records about the nine ancient saints in an ancient book of the Zhutian Holy Sect. Among them, there was a mention of an ancient saint.
, called the Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations."
"The Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations!" Upon hearing this name, Nie Tian's eyes couldn't help but tremble and became extremely hot.
Little Fat Cat once said that the body of Ten Thousand Calamities came from an ancient saint.
So, does the Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations come from this Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations? Wan Minghai paused for a moment and continued: "It is recorded in the classics that the Heavenly Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations practiced a taboo technique and finally became the Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
, and become the power of his bloodline. If your son really has a body of ten thousand calamities, then it means,
He is a descendant of the All-Calamity God!"
Descendants of the ancient saint!
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and the expressions they looked at Nie Tian changed, with a hint of awe that could not be concealed in their shock.
Descendants of ancient saints, what an honor this is!
No wonder Nie Tian's talent and strength are so strong.
But Nie Tian didn't react at all. He didn't care about his identity at all. What he cared about was how to relieve Nie Fan's body crisis.
"Lord Holy Lord, does the ancient book you are looking at record how to restrain the body of all calamities?" Nie Tian asked directly without any scruples.
"No." Wan Minghai shook his head and said: "Actually, you think of the body of all tribulations too simply. Even if the ancient saint gives you the blood, you can't suppress the body of all tribulations."
"This..." Nie Tian's eyes darkened, and his face suddenly froze.
If even the bloodline of the ancient saint cannot suppress the body of Ten Thousand Tribulations, then what power in the world can save Nie Fan?
Do you really want Nie Tian to forcefully take out the tenth lifeline from the light of the sect?
At this moment, Nie Tian felt that the mountain pressing on his head suddenly sank again, making him almost unable to lift his head.
Others also fell silent, not expecting Nie Tian to be under such great pressure.
"Perhaps..." After a long period of silence, Wan Minghai spoke again, obviously hesitating for a long time before finally saying: "Perhaps, there is a way to temporarily restrain the body of all calamities."
"What method?" Nie Tian's eyes trembled violently, like a drowning man who suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw and almost stepped forward to grab Wan Minghai's hand.
The others' eyes were also burning, and they all wanted to know what method could be more powerful than the ancient saint's bloodline. "Tianji body technique!" Wan Minghai looked at Nie Tian, hesitated for a moment again, and finally said word by word.