Nie Tian suddenly felt mental fluctuations, his face changed instantly, and then his consciousness moved and he wanted to resist.
"Boom!" But at this moment, the mental fluctuations became violent, directly impacting his soul, making his eyes darken, as if he had fallen into an abyss.
"Nie Tian!" The Ghost Emperor noticed something was wrong, his eyes shrank in horror, and he screamed in fright.
That mental fluctuation was so terrifying that it instantly turned into a mental attack, impacting Nie Tian's soul.
In an instant, Nie Tian's consciousness trembled and he actually came to a strange space.
"What kind of place is this?" Nie Tian frowned, looked around in horror, and murmured.
The surroundings were dark, and the space was filled with a strange spiritual power, like an invisible giant hand, making Nie Tian feel a strong oppressive aura.
"Little guy, you are funny, you dare to resist my ancestor's soul perception." At this moment, in the dark void, a deep voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of teasing and surprise.
"Who is it?" A sudden voice made Nie Tian's face suddenly change, and he shouted in horror.
He felt that the other party's voice fell in his ears, and seemed to directly bombard his soul, making his soul tremble.
It seemed that this man's voice contained some kind of spiritual attack, which was very terrifying.
"Boy, you don't need to know who this ancestor is for now. You just need to relax. I won't take up too much of your time." The voice sounded again, as if coming from all directions, and it was completely impossible to distinguish the sound.
The location of the source.
Nie Tian frowned and was about to say something else when he felt a spiritual power flowing through his body, sensing his martial body bit by bit.
"Little guy, you are really not simple." After a moment, the voice sounded again, with a hint of surprise in his tone, and finally burst into laughter, "It's really good, it's really good, I
Ancestor finally got a decent little baby."
Nie Tian frowned, wondering why the other party was so excited.
"Huh?" But at this moment, the voice was surprised, and then screamed strangely: "Haotian's heart, how can there be Haotian's heart? Why? Why?"
Nie Tian suddenly frowned deeper and his eyes trembled, not knowing what was going on.
It seemed that this person was very satisfied with him after sensing his martial body, but after discovering that he had Haotian's Heart in his body, he suddenly became very angry and became furious.
"Ah—!" Then, the man screamed, which shocked Nie Tian's whole body. Immediately, his consciousness recovered, and his dull eyes became clear.
However, in his mind, the shrill scream still lingered.
Nie Tian was stunned on the spot, unable to react for a long time.
"Nie Tian, are you okay?" At this time, the Ghost Emperor screamed, looking very nervous.
"I'm fine." Nie Tian came to his senses and responded numbly.
He couldn't figure out what happened just now, who was that voice, and why was it so abnormal?
Then, Nie Tian looked at Lan Zhuying and asked the latter if something strange had happened just now, but the latter shook her head with a look of astonishment on her face.
Nie Tian asked Yue Dong again, but the latter also looked puzzled.
"It seems that I was the only one who experienced that weird mental space just now." Nie Tian frowned, thinking deeply, and suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in his heart: "That voice can't be blood.
Ancestor Soul!"
Blood Soul Ancestor!
Nie Tian suddenly thought that the voice claiming to be the ancestor was most likely the blood soul ancestor.
But how could the Blood Soul Ancestor appear so quickly?
It seemed that the Blood Soul Ancestor sensed his martial body and wanted to learn something from him.
Nie Tian thought for a while, but he really couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up.
Everything will become clear the moment he sees the Blood Soul Ancestor.
"Nie Tian." At this time, Yue Dong came to Nie Tian and shouted while looking at the Blood Soul Platform around him.
Nie Tian agreed, and then he realized that all the blood soul platforms around him were filled with people at some unknown time.
While he was dazed, other blood soul warriors arrived one after another.
Nie Tian glanced at the warriors around him, his spiritual consciousness spread out, and he sensed the past.
At this time, he discovered that his mental power seemed to be much stronger than before, which was very strange.
He didn't pay attention, but carefully sensed the strength of the warriors present.
There were thousands of warriors present, and most of them were in the realm of Heavenly Mandate Saint Masters, and only a very few were ninth-level saints of Heavenly Yun, or first-level saints of Tianyi.
The ordinary Heavenly Mandate Saint Masters were no longer a threat to Nie Tian. Only the Heavenly Righteous Saint Monarch warriors could force him to pay some attention.
Nie Tian scanned the crowd and found no warriors who really deserved his attention.
"Huh?" At this moment, Nie Tian suddenly felt something, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked into the void.
High in the sky, two pairs of lowered eyes were staring at Nie Tian. One of them was Sang Hui, who had been defeated by his sword.
Next to Sang Hui, stood a frivolous warrior in white clothes. His eyes shone with an evil light. After staring at Nie Tian for a long time, he then locked his gaze on Lan Zhuying.
His eyes were like a long snake, roaming around Lan Zhuying's body unscrupulously.
"Brother Dongfang, this little girl is not bad." Sang Hui looked at Dongfang Pavilion and said with a smile.
"Well, not bad, not bad, it suits my taste." Dongfang Ting laughed, with an undisguised lustful look in his eyes.
"Huh?" Nie Tian looked at Sang Hui and Dongfang Ting from a distance, his face suddenly darkened, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.
At this moment, Dongfang Ting's figure suddenly moved, fell from the sky, and landed directly on the Blood Soul Platform where Nie Tian was.
Nie Tian's face darkened again, and murderous intent surged directly into his eyes.
"Little lady, I would like to introduce myself. My name is Dongfang Ting, and I am the son of Dongfang Wen, the deputy sect leader of the Blood Soul Sect." Dongfang Ting's figure fell down, his eyes were extremely hot, and he stared at Lan Zhuying with a look on his face.
He smiled lewdly and said, "From now on, you are my son's son."
Lan Zhuying felt the obscenity in Dongfang Ting's gaze, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but tremble, and she subconsciously took a few steps back, approaching Nie Tian.
She was originally a very strong girl, but facing Dongfang Ting, she felt an indescribable fear.
Dongfang Ting is the son of the deputy sect leader of the Blood Soul Sect. His status is extraordinary, and his own strength has reached the first level of Tianyi.
And he has a well-known nickname in the Blood Soul Sect: Dongfang Yin Pavilion!
Dongfang Ting is not very old, but he has harmed as many as eight thousand women, and every one of them is a warrior with certain talents.