Before landing, Kong Mingzi stared at Nie Heng, who was not sure whether he was his original form or his clone, and cursed quickly: "Do you really want to die?"
Looking at him as well, Nie Heng replied: "I said that the promise to Kong Mei will be valid forever!"
With just one sentence, Kong Mingzi completely understood: This Nie Heng is the other Nie Heng.
He has lived for more than a thousand years, and many of his memories from his youth have been blurred.
But some of them are very memorable and are still clear to this day.
For example, the story his grandma told him about the supremely powerful man, and later he personally received the guidance from the supremely powerful man...
Even though he was young and only spent less than three days with the supremely powerful man, these three days became a mark deep in his soul.
This brand represents reverence and devout worship...
Now, this imprint becomes more and more clear - young Nie Heng is the supreme Nie Heng from back then!
Also from now on, Kong Mingzi and She Shiyun both knew a certain truth.
Now that everything is confirmed, how dare Kong Mingzi continue to blame Nie Heng.
Nie Heng also had no time for himself or Kong Mingzi to delay.
He used a hundred-mile teleport scroll to help Kong Mingzi complete a teleport instantly, and at the same time, he directly sent a sentence into Kong Mingzi's sea of consciousness: "Twenty-Four Caves need you, hurry!"
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"This one is dead!"
"This is hopeless!"
"There's nothing this one can do..."
It may be said that it was too late, but it was so fast. In fact, from the time when the Holy Master suddenly took action to trap Nie Heng into the blood formation, only a short period of time passed like lightning and flint until now.
But in such a short period of time, Nie Heng sacrificed hundreds of shadow bodies that did not require refining.
These shadow incarnations are very weak. Even if they attack with all their strength, most of them look like they are only at the second or third realm of martial arts.
But at this level, taking advantage of the moment when the marrow-devouring blood array became weak, these shadow-incarnate bodies still cut off almost all of the dragon-shaped hurricane transformed from the Nine Nether Blood Fire.
This was possible because Nie Heng gave a certain shadow-incarnated body a special strange fire, allowing them to blend into the sword gang, which was absolutely effective against the Nine Nether Blood Fire.
Hundreds of warriors were freed as a result.
Live freely, or die freely.
For example, those warriors who can still survive have teleportation scrolls in Nie Heng's shadow body, which will take them to the world hundreds of miles away.
As for those warriors who had lost hope of survival or even died, Nie Heng could only give up.
It was precisely because Nie Heng did this that in just an instant, more than two hundred warriors including Kong Mingzi, Chen Yue and others had been taken away from here by the shadow-transformation virtual body with the teleportation scroll.
The remaining warriors who could no longer be saved fell to the ground or continued to turn into ashes.
This made the Holy Lord furious to the extreme.
He didn't believe that someone could plot against him here and take away the food trapped in the marrow-devouring blood array...
Nie Heng did it.
"Nie Heng, you are looking for death!"
The sea of blood in the blood formation suddenly became restrained, and the Holy Lord's body appeared in Nie Heng's sight for the first time.
This is a man in his early forties. If his face were not so gloomy and cold, he could still be considered pretty.
As for the Holy Lord's eyes, they were already blood-red, filled with overwhelming murderous intent!
"Sorry to scare you..."
All the remaining Nie Hengs actually said the same sentence at this moment, and then...no more!
They all chose to escape quickly: using the remaining ten-mile teleportation scrolls or hundred-mile teleportation scrolls, they all fled in different directions.
"Who is the real Nie Heng?"
Facing such a scene, the fierce murderous intention around the Holy Lord seemed to have substance, burning out purple-black flames: "Is it you?"
He finally settled on a target.
Having just locked onto this target, he immediately stretched out one of his hands, like taking an object from the air, and directly trapped Nie Heng with a force of domineering force.
"puff……"
Being pulled by this force, Nie Heng suddenly spurted blood from his mouth and said with a sad smile: "You really have good eyesight..."
Is he Nie Heng himself?
Using spiritual power to turn into invisible ropes to imprison Nie Heng, the Holy Lord smiled sinisterly and said: "Only you have greater strength, so everyone else is your clone!"
Is this the basis for his judgment?
The other Nie Hengs are only at the second or third level of martial arts at best, but this one is the only one who has reached the martial master level!
He therefore made a judgment and believed that this Nie Heng was Nie Heng himself?
Being imprisoned by him, Nie Heng had no time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He immediately waved his hands that could still move, and countless light points were sent out by him, and finally converged into a ray of light, which flew back towards the Holy Lord along the invisible rope.
It wasn't until three breaths later that the light completely disappeared, and Nie Heng suddenly became much weaker: "You want to swallow the essence of my life? Don't even think about it..."
"Hahaha... there's no need to struggle, little friend, it's useless!"
The Holy Lord smiled. He could already feel some power being integrated into his blood formation along the invisible ropes, and these powers contained a lot of good things.
For example, the enlightenment experience of Alchemy Dao, the mysterious attainments of Formation Dao, and many of the essences and truths of Talisman Dao and Martial Arts.
This is why the Holy Master did not attack Nie Heng immediately, but waited for about three breaths.
The time of three breaths is actually very short, but within this short period of time, the Holy Master tried to refine some of these things, and he gained a lot.
This feels good.
He is worthy of being called a monster. He is worthy of being a monster who knows all the ways of alchemy, martial arts, formations and talismans!
But at this moment, Nie Heng, who was almost dying, smiled evilly: "Is it delicious? If it's delicious, please eat more!"
What to eat?
The Holy Lord was suddenly horrified.
Could it be that this kid deliberately gave up part of the essence he had cultivated throughout his life, just to hide some poison in these essences and use them to attack the Holy Lord?
"Don't be afraid, it's just insecticide!"
The next moment, the restrained Nie Hengxie smiled coldly and made his final resistance!
Rumble...
It's self-destruction!
The self-destruction not only attacked the marrow-devouring blood array, but also incorporated certain elixirs into the blood array and the essence that the Holy Lord was devouring.
All of this turned out to be Nie Heng’s second step: giving medicine!
He took the initiative to give the Holy Lord some things, and these things contained the Holy Lord's sure creation. This prevented the Holy Lord from having too many doubts, and really tried to smelt and devour the time of three breaths.
Unexpectedly, it was this three-breath attempt that helped Nie Heng establish a certain connection with the Holy Lord.
Through this connection, Nie Heng finally sent hundreds of insecticides to the Holy Master easily...
Suddenly feeling some kind of huge and indescribable pain, the Holy Lord's face was distorted: he knew that a certain existence in his body had been severely injured, and this severe injury would continue and become more terrifying.
"Nie Heng, you are despicable!"
Feeling the struggle of the mother corn borer in his body, the Holy Lord finally became furious.
Along with his thundering roar, the spiritual power in his body surged to the extreme.
"I will definitely want your nine tribes to be exterminated!"
"Even if you die, you will never get the chance to be reincarnated!"
"I want your soul to fly to pieces..."
Roaring ferociously, the Holy Master continued to form seals with his hands, the Nine Nether Blood Fire jumped up violently, and the blood formation boiled completely.
Nie Heng, who was sealed, restrained, and finally self-destructed and turned into a ball of flesh and blood, was completely burned. In the blink of an eye, he turned into streams of blue light, all of which were thrown into the marrow-devouring blood formation by the Holy Lord.