At this time, Nie Zhen was completely unaware that he was in danger. He still regarded Tang Yin as one of his own. He said cheerfully: "Of course I am determined to win the position of Holy King."
Tang Yin shrugged, then stood up and said slowly: "It's just that Elder Nie is not the most ideal candidate for the Holy King in my heart!"
Nie Zhen was startled, then laughed, shook his head and said: "His Royal Highness Feng Wang is so good at joking. I am not your most ideal candidate for the Holy King, so who is it?"
Tang Yin said solemnly: "Ren Xiaoren is your son. Brother Ren values love and righteousness, and is generous and benevolent. For this king, whether in public or private life, Brother Ren is the only candidate for the Holy King."
Ren Xiao is indifferent by nature, neither fighting nor greedy. This is exactly what Tang Yin likes. And the most important point is that Ren Xiao is much easier to control than Nie Zhen. With him as the Holy King, Tang Yin will feel more at ease with Shenchi. I believe that in the future
The divine pool can also be used by oneself.
No matter how delirious Nie Zhen was, he felt something was wrong at this time. He looked at Tang Yin longingly and asked in a low voice: "What does His Highness Feng Wang mean by this? Is it possible that Your Highness wants to abandon me and support Mr. Ren?"
"
Tang Yin was amused. He slowly raised his hand and slowly pulled out the sword hanging from his waist. He lowered his head and admired the blade of the sword. He flicked his fingertips and made a pleasant dragon roar. He said with a smile: "Nie
The elder himself has said that he is determined to win the position of Holy King. If I recommend my brother Ren to power, Elder Nie will definitely be dissatisfied and plot revenge. I don’t want to leave such hidden dangers."
As he spoke, he raised his head to meet Nie's shocked gaze and said with a smile: "Furthermore, four of the five great elders of Shenchi have passed away. After all, Elder Nie has worked with them for decades and has a deep friendship.
, I think you should just go with them!"
Now Nie Zhenke had completely sobered up. His expression suddenly changed. He subconsciously stood up and said at the same time: "His Royal Highness Feng Wang, are you going to..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy. Everything around him seemed to be spinning rapidly around him. His body swayed back and forth, and finally he couldn't hold on anymore and sat back feebly.
Tang Yin swung the sword in his hand, and heard a whirring sound, and black flames ignited on the sword. That was the unique skill of the inner sect cultivators of the dark system, the fire of darkness.
Nie Zhen finally felt the murderous aura emanating from Tang Yin's body. He took a deep breath, hurriedly turned his head, and shouted to Qin He beside him: "He'er, protect me and leave this place quickly!"
Qin He kept his head lowered and paused for a long time. He stood up expressionlessly and walked slowly towards Tang Yin. Upon seeing this, Nie Zhen screamed: "He'er, you are no match for the Wind King.
Take Master away quickly!"
Unexpectedly, Qin He didn't even pay attention to him, let alone fight with Tang Yin. Instead, he walked directly past Tang Yin and stood behind him politely.
Nie Zhen was stunned for a moment, and everything became clear. It turned out that Qin He had been colluding with the Feng King, and this wine... must have been tampered with by him.
Thinking of this, Nie Zhen was so angry that he trembled and said angrily: "Evil disciple, evil disciple! I was so blind back then that I raised a white-eyed wolf like you!"
While speaking, Nie Zhen used his spiritual energy to put up his spiritual armor and fight for the last time with Tang Yin. The latter could see clearly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Elder Nie still wants to fight with me? Don't say you can't do it now.
If you use your strength, even if you can use your strength, your spiritual energy will not be able to be condensed!"
"It turns out...it turns out that you have planned to get rid of me for a long time..." As expected, the spiritual energy in Nie Zhen's body could not be condensed. His eyes were about to burst into flames, and he stared at Tang Yin without blinking.
Tang Yin walked up to Nie Zhen with his sword in hand, lowered his head and looked at him with pity, and said: "It is not so much Dongfang Yehuai and Huangfu Show Stage that is Elder Nie's personal worry, but it is my king's personal worry. Fortunately, Elder Nie has tried his best.
After getting rid of these two people for me, I will not make it difficult for Elder Nie, and in the end, I will give you a happy life!"
"Tang Yin, you... you are so cruel... I treat you sincerely, but you... you want to murder me?" Nie Zhen struggled to stand up, but failed to stand up after several attempts.
Tang Yin said quietly: "It seems that Elder Nie still hasn't understood who will be the Holy King of the Divine Pond. This is related to the relationship between Feng Kingdom and the Divine Pond. How can it be confused with personal friendship?"
Having said this, he paused for a moment and said calmly: "Now, does Elder Nie have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Nie Zhen put his hand on the table to prevent himself from falling to the ground. He gritted his teeth and said: "My wish is to cut you into pieces! Tang Yin, you are a despicable and shameless villain. Even if I become a ghost, I will not
Let me let you go..."
Tang Yin looked up and smiled and said: "If there were ghosts in the world, I would have been killed by ghosts thousands of times. However, since Elder Nie wants to be a ghost, I will help you!"
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his sword, aimed it at Nie Zhen's chest, and stabbed it hard.
Watching him stabbing him with a sword, Nie Zhen was unable to dodge, let alone block, and his eyes showed a rare look of horror and despair.
At the moment when the sword was about to approach, he turned to look at Qin He behind Tang Yin, hoping that he could still remember the relationship between master and disciple and come to the rescue in times of crisis. However, Qin He just lowered his head and stood there.
There, motionless.
It's over! Nie Zhen lamented in his heart. He didn't expect that he had been plotting his whole life, but in the end, he was plotted by a young boy like Tang Yin.
Pounce! This sword thrust was precise and fierce, hitting Nie Zhen right in the chest. The sword edge penetrated his chest and came out from his back.
As the sword penetrated his body, the dark fire attached to the sword rushed up Nie Zhen's body and burned into his body.
"Ah -" Nie Zhen let out a heart-rending scream. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word. Only thick white mist continued to emit from his mouth, nose and pores all over his body.
As the great elder of Shenchi and the top wood spiritual cultivator, Nie Zhen's cultivation level is comparable to that of Huangfu Xiutai. His spiritual energy is so strong that even if he is burned by the fire of darkness, it will be difficult to burn it out in an instant.
Tang Yin's sword was like piercing a huge balloon filled with spiritual energy. A large amount of spiritual energy poured out from Nie Zhen's body and gathered in the air without breaking up. As the spiritual energy emerged from Nie Zhen's body, it became more and more powerful.
There are more and more, and the spiritual energy condensed in the air is getting bigger and bigger.
The spiritual energy that had lost its owner seemed to be alive, split into two streams, and quickly penetrated into Tang Yin's body along his nostrils.
In fact, Tang Yin did not expect that the spiritual energy extracted from Nie Zhen's body could be so rich, so rich that his body could no longer support it.
It took a full five minutes before the spiritual energy in Nie Zhen's body was exhausted. His corpse fell straight down like a mummy. But for Tang Yin, the matter was far from over. There was too much spiritual energy condensed in the air.
They were not under Tang Yin's control, they just kept drilling into his body.
After all the spiritual energy in the air was absorbed by Tang Yin, when he looked at him again, his face turned red as if he was about to bleed.
He frowned, bent down, and shouted in a deep voice to the stunned people around him: "Get out! You all get out first! No one needs to come in without my permission!"
"Your Majesty, what are you..." Qin He took two steps forward with concern, and was about to reach out to help him. Tang Yin fiercely waved his arm, opened Qin He's door, and said sternly: "Get out!"
Everyone present was startled by him. They didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly walked out of the Chinese military tent. After seeing everyone leave, Tang Yin finally couldn't help spitting out blood arrows. He wiped it randomly.
He opened his mouth, immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, and meditated attentively.
He could clearly feel that the spiritual energy he had just absorbed merged with the spiritual energy in his body, causing his spiritual energy to more than double in an instant. He was now like a balloon that had been inflated to the extreme, and it was still
Being constantly blown up, the final result can only be that he is overwhelmed and explodes. With his current physique, he cannot hold so much spiritual energy, and the only way to deal with it is to complete another rebirth.
Tang Yin knew very well how painful and dangerous the process of rebirth was. He could not allow others to disturb him at this time. Even the slightest distraction could lead to his death. This was why he dismissed everyone present.
Outside the Chinese army tent, Asan, Asi, Yin Lan, Qin He and all the guards did not leave, they were all standing guard outside. Yin Lan said worriedly: "The king looks very painful, should we invite the medical officer?"
Come?"
"No!" Asan and Asi hurriedly waved their hands to stop him and said, "The king has an order. No one is allowed to enter without the king's permission. Have you forgotten?"
"But I'm worried that your Majesty will be in danger!" Yin Lan rubbed her hands together anxiously.
Qin He said quietly: "The king used the fire of darkness to absorb the master... and absorbed Nie Zhen's spiritual energy, and Nie Zhen's cultivation level was even better than that of the king. The spiritual energy surged instantly, and the king's body naturally couldn't bear it."
"Then what should we do?" Yin Lan asked.
Qin He shook his head and said faintly: "I'm afraid no external force can help. This can only be handled by the king himself."
Yin Lan was about to speak when she suddenly heard a rattling sound and intermittent moans coming from the Chinese army tent. She said hurriedly: "Then we have to think of a way quickly, we can't just stand here!"
Qin He said sternly: "Dark spiritual martial arts are mysterious, I believe the king can handle it!"
"Can you guarantee that the king will be safe and sound?"
"This...I don't know." How could Qin He dare to make such a guarantee and shook his head repeatedly.
Yin Lan glared at him fiercely, looked at Asan and Asi again and said, "I'll go find the medical officer!"
"No! Your Majesty has an order that no one is allowed to enter!" Ah San and Ah Si both objected.
"You two... are so stupid!" Yin Lan stamped her feet angrily, and finally walked to the side, squatted down, and listened carefully to what was going on in the camp.
Let’s talk about Tang Yin in the camp. It took him more than an hour to be reborn. When he returned to normal, he was lying naked on the ground. Under him, there was scarlet blood.
The ground was dyed red in a big spot.
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