Tuo Bakong believed that he would not lose Nie Heng!
His thoughts are actually the thoughts of Saint Child, Demon Emperor and Kong Mingzi.
It's a pity that the Nie Heng that Shengtong and Kong Mingzi met was not the real Nie Heng, but the shadow of Nie Heng.
Even if Tuo Bakong was chased in the end, he was only chasing Nie Heng's shadow incarnation.
In doing so, what Nie Heng wanted was very simple.
He wants to help Tianhe River Valley temporarily relieve the siege, but also separates these powerful Saint Sect men and kills them one by one!
As for the real Nie Heng, he is now leading Demon Emperor Mo Zhengnan to a suitable battlefield!
The reason why he chose Mo Zhengnan first was because he believed that Mo Zhengnan was a good breakthrough point - this guy is a beast after all!
He has many wonderful ways to deal with beasts. He can kill them, and even more, he can control them!
Compared with killing, if he can control it, Nie Heng will have a powerful thug!
This is good!
…
Thirty "Ten Mile Teleportation Scrolls" and seven "Hundred Miles Teleportation Scrolls" were consumed by Nie Heng. With this, he took the Demon Emperor to a place thousands of miles away from the Tianhe River Valley.
At this moment, Nie Heng was sitting on a rock on the top of a mountain, with one foot on the rock, looking free and easy.
In addition, this guy was holding a piece of weed diagonally in his mouth, which made him look even more unruly.
Looking at the flaming giant dozens of feet away, Nie Heng smiled and said: "You are really slow, I have to wait for you every time!"
Yes, even if the Demon Emperor is very powerful, in terms of speed, how can he compare with teleportation?
So let alone the hundred-mile teleport scroll, even if it was a ten-mile teleport, Nie Heng still had to wait for Mo Zhengnan.
What's more, Mo Zhengnan had just chased for hundreds of miles to get here, so Nie Heng would naturally have to wait a little longer.
"Aren't you going to run away?"
Mo Zhengnan was angry, ashamed and furious.
He stared at Nie Heng and asked, "Or do you have no teleport treasure anymore?"
"Yes, of course there are!" Nie Heng stood up, flipped over with one hand, and a stack of teleportation scrolls appeared: "But, I don't want to use them to escape! I want to have fun with you now!"
"Hahaha..." The Demon Emperor laughed angrily: "Do you mean...you are waiting for me here?"
"Yeah!" Nie Heng nodded, very seriously: "If Mo Wen and Mota die, I believe it will be meaningless for you to live. You are very pitiful when you are alone, so I think you should die first?"
This sentence was Nie Heng's attempt to confuse Mo Zhengnan's mind.
Hearing that an ant at the level of a martial artist dared to stimulate him like this, the Demon Emperor roared: "Death!"
With a wild roar, the dark black flames immediately surged up, causing the surrounding wind and clouds to change colors and rocks to crack.
One breath...
Two breaths...
After two breaths, these flames began to surge inward, and then became less and less, as if they had all entered the demon emperor's body.
"Damn, he's still getting stronger!"
Heavenly consciousness confirmed that Nie Heng did not dare to be careless, and now he no longer needed to hide his strength, so he straightened his left arm, and the spiritual seals gradually collapsed.
The second realm of martial arts is back!
The Three Realms of Martial Arts...
The realm of King Wu...
The Second Realm of King Wu...
The Three Realms of the King of Martial Arts...
The King of Martial Realm is broken!
Martial Master first level, second level, third level...
Rumble...
When the eight spirit seals were completely released, the mountain peaks under Nie Heng's feet suddenly began to collapse completely as if they were being crushed by the endless sky.
Then, with just a thought from Nie Heng, the golden body of Heavenly Dao appeared!
In the six-pointed star, his strength is still rising...
On the other side, swallowing up all the dark black flames around him, Demon Emperor Mo Zhengnan finally revealed his true face: ferocious...
A face has no skin, and the rest is only bloody flesh and red and blue blood and meridians. A pair of eyes without the protection of eyelids and eyelashes looks very abrupt and terrifying.
And his body is shockingly hairless and skinless - a bloody man, this damn one is a bloody man.
Facing such a terrifying and ferocious guy, Nie Heng shook his head and asked: "I really don't know what your wife is thinking, that she is willing to have a monkey with you..."
"You are looking for death..."
Tuoba took action!
Although he was shocked, he didn't know what methods or treasures Nie Heng used to actually possess the strength of the Martial Saint Realm!
But he could still tell that Nie Heng was not his opponent!
As soon as he took action at this moment, a powerful spiritual power instantly transformed into a black flame tiger and rushed towards Nie Heng crazily!
This tiger is not an ordinary phantom attack method. It not only possesses surging and terrifying spiritual power, but also directly contains the original essence and blood of the Demon Emperor.
So this move is very powerful.
Nie Heng did not dare to be careless, and a ten-mile teleportation scroll in his hand was used again by him - he disappeared!
Rumble...
The next moment, there was an earth-shaking loud noise, and thunder and flames flew together within a few miles below Nie Heng's previous position, and rocks and trees were destroyed at the same time.
Seeing that his move was ineffective, Mo Zhengnan's figure flashed forward and continued to chase: "Nie Heng, you shameless thing, didn't you say you don't need to teleport?"
In his consciousness, Nie Heng appeared nearly ten miles away.
So he will continue to pursue, no matter where in the world he is, he will keep chasing Nie Heng.
He believed that even if Nie Heng had a lot of teleportation treasures, the treasures would eventually be used up. Once they were used up, Nie Heng would die in his hands.
This is how he thought and decided.
But almost at the same time when he was about to continue chasing, when his divine knowledge locked the figure of Nie Heng ten miles away, his back chest was already stabbed by a sword!
"Who is it?"
Is anyone here again?
Mo Zhengnan was almost hysterical, but no one answered him.
Or maybe the answer to him was just fierce sword intent.
"How is this possible?"
Feeling horrified in his heart, Mo Zhengnan had no time to turn around, so he could only use his protective spiritual power to forcefully catch several sword intents.
But there was still a bloody mouth on his back!
Even though his protective spiritual energy was very powerful, it still could not completely resist the first sword intent.
Nie Heng flew to a place a hundred feet away from Mo Zhengnan and smiled shamelessly: "I said you don't need that thing to escape, but I didn't say I couldn't kill you with it! And... you still have the nerve to call me shameless? Why don't you first?
See if you have any shame?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Heng disappeared again and returned ten miles away.
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Nearly two thousand miles away from the Tianhe River Valley, the Holy Child finally stopped.
He frowned, and his original compassionate expression had long since disappeared, replaced by a face filled with confusion and unconcealable anger and resentment.
Nie Heng was still ten miles away in front of him...
Every time it's ten miles...
Why is it always ten miles?
He was about to capture Nie Heng alive or attack Nie Heng, but this guy who was only at the level of a martial artist could actually use teleportation treasures every time...
Shengtong was shocked: How many such treasures does Nie Heng have? How long will he have to catch up?
He was also very ashamed and angry: He was clearly just an ant, so why couldn’t he catch up?
Or, is there a ghost here?
Tune the tiger away from the mountain?
Thinking of this, Shengtong clasped his hands together, smiled coldly at Nie Heng who was ten miles away, and turned to leave.
But at this moment, that Nie Heng also laughed, his smile was cold: "Bald-headed useless dog, eat your grandfather with one strike of my sword..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful sword intent comparable to the first level of the Martial Saint came out of the air, and the holy boy suddenly looked horrified: Nie Heng actually has such terrifying strength?
He dare not be careless!
He is only at the level of Martial Saint!
So he immediately cast four Buddhist secret seals in front of him to protect himself first.
Just waiting for his secret seal to take shape, the fierce sword intent finally struck.
Bah...
Bah...
Bah...
The three secret seals were broken one after another, and the holy boy's face was already pale. He was struggling to support the last secret seal with his hands, and his body was constantly being shaken and flying backwards.
"impossible……"
"This is impossible..."
Bang……
Finally, after he tried his best to resist, the sword intent completely collapsed, and the last secret seal in front of him disappeared at the same time!
Tie?
The Holy Child's eyes trembled as he looked down at his broken and bleeding hands, then looked up into the distance.
At this sight, his mind suddenly aroused: Nie Heng in the distance was holding his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.
"Hahaha……"
The holy boy understood that Nie Heng was still a martial artist, but he had a heavy treasure on his body. It should be the heavy treasure given to him by his master, which could help him execute the sword just now!
In this case, who is Nie Heng now?
Nie Heng began to teleport and escape again...
"You deserve to die!"
With an angry shout, the Holy Child chased you out again: "Even if it's the end of the world, I will kill you, a monster!"
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On the other side of Yaoxian Castle, in a beautiful valley, Kong Mingzi saw his big basket and Nie Heng standing next to the big basket.
"My little friend, aren't you going to run away?"
He asked, there was no violence on his face, and there was a faint smile.
Looking at him, this Nie Heng also smiled: "Kong Mingzi, there is no marrow-eating poisonous blood in your body! In this case, why do you obey the orders of the Holy Lord?"
Hearing this, Kong Mingzi took a deep breath and said: "I can't beat him! Although he seems to be in the third realm of ethereal realm like me, I am biased. I am good at refining pills, but not good at fighting!"
He noticed that Nie Heng did not call him "senior" this time.
"The Holy Lord is also in the third realm of emptiness. I see..." Nie Heng frowned slightly and said, "You are afraid of death!"