Chapter 642

Ruoyue really wants to take revenge with his own strength, but he doesn't have this chance.

Just when he took off his mask, Nie Tian noticed that the spell seal on him became violent and difficult to suppress. If he could not be cured, even if he was the body of Nine Yang, he could not resist the power of the spell seal.

"Hmm?" if yu zhence heard Nie Tian's words, his eyes obviously trembled, then he smiled bitterly and said, "you see."

Bitter laughter, with a strong sense of helplessness, but also with a bit of indifference.

If the rain is really not afraid of death, but he is really unwilling to take revenge. He will die here. It's too much regret.

If he dies, the one who worries most is his only sister, Ruoyu Chiba.

If rain Chiba can't rest assured of hatred, he can't be happy in this life.

This is the last thing ruoyuzhen wants to see and what he can't bear.

Nie Tian nodded heavily, and the dignified color in his eyes intensified. He said, "at the beginning, in the ascending dragon killing array in the abyss of chaos, you forcibly fused the blood of Jiuyang with the blood of Ruoyu Chiba. It is the blood that weakens your Jiuyang body, so now the spell seal on you can't be suppressed, right?"

The body of Nine Yang, the spirit body of heaven and earth just reaching Yang, has strong restraint against the curse and seal.

But now Nie Tian obviously felt that Ruoyu zhence's Jiuyang blood gas was much weaker, which should be related to his blood phagocytosis for Ruoyu Chiba last time.

The blood phagocytic force produced by the top ten congenital different pupils and nine colored pupils is unbearable even for the body of Nine Yang.

If the rain really made the pupil shrink suddenly, Nie Tian even guessed this layer.

The spell seal in his body is called split blood seal.

All the people in the blood slaughter palace died under the split blood mark.

Splitting the blood mark can form a splitting blood vortex in the warrior's body and devour the warrior's blood gas. Ordinary warrior, no matter how strong your strength is, once you get the splitting blood mark, even the first splitting blood vortex can't bear it and will die.

If yu zhence is the body of Nine Yang, his blood and Qi are several times or even ten times stronger than ordinary martial artists, so he didn't die at the first time.

However, the terror of splitting the blood mark is not just that of splitting the blood vortex. Even if the person who gets the curse seal does not die at the first time, the curse seal will not be eliminated, but will increase with the improvement of the strength of the warrior.

Ruo yuzhence has been wearing a split blood mark for more than 20 years. At this time, there are six split blood vortices in his body.

If it were not for the body of Nine Yang, he would have been swallowed by the blood vortex and died.

The split blood mark is growing, but if yu zhence's Jiuyang body is also growing, if there is no accident, the Jiuyang body is enough for him to bear 12 split blood vortices at the same time, and he can live to be at least 50 years old.

But last time in the abyss of confusion, Ruoyu Chiba's blood devouring power greatly weakened his nine Yang body.

For nearly a year, Ruo yuzhence suffered from the torture of splitting blood marks, which made his life worse than death.

Just over a month ago, he suddenly felt that he could not suppress the blood mark, so he accelerated the plan of revenge.

But now it seems that no matter how fast he speeds up, it won't help.

In this life, he is doomed to no revenge.

This kind of pain is absolutely devastating for a person who takes revenge as the goal of survival.

"How long do you have?" Nie Tian asked with a slight expression.

If the rain really pulls the mask, a touch of pain flashes in his eyes and says, "less is half a month, more is a month."

Nie Tian's eyebrows tightened, and the situation was almost as he expected.

"I want to know what your revenge plan is?" Nie Tian asked directly without nonsense.

If the rain really thought for a moment, he said, "do you know where I grew up?"

Nie Tian was stunned, looked at each other and shook his head slightly.

No matter where yuzhence grew up, he must not live easily these years.

Ruoyuzhen sighed softly, as if she remembered many things, and her body trembled slightly.

After a moment, he calmed down and said, "I grew up in the place of blood slaughter, and my teacher is one of the enemies of the blood slaughter palace. He saved my life and let me work for them."

At this point, if the rain really plans to close his eyes slightly.

It's a bad feeling to live with your enemy every day, but you can't get revenge.

Ruo yuzhence opened his eyes again, calmed down a lot, and continued: "my teacher and the mysterious forces behind him seem to have some restrictions and can't leave the place of blood slaughter. That's why people like me need to exist to get out of the place of blood slaughter and do something they can't do."

"Besides me, lingxuan Tiange is also an organization working for the place of blood slaughter."

"Hmm?" hearing this, Nie Tian could not help tightening his eyebrows. Behind Ling Xuantian pavilion was the place of blood slaughter, which he really didn't expect.

Just now, if yu zhence said, he had seen it with his own eyes.

When Nie Tian and ruoyue Chiba left the place of blood slaughter, they were chased and killed by people in the place of blood slaughter.

He still remembered that the commander of the place of blood slaughter was ma Ning'er, whose strength was above that of Li Lao. However, after Nie Tian and others escaped from the place of blood slaughter, Ma Ning'er dared not chase after them. It seemed that he was afraid of something and did not dare to leave the place of blood slaughter.

This is exactly what Ruoyu zhence said.

As for Ling Xuantian Pavilion, Nie Tian was surprised that it belonged to the place of blood slaughter.

But on reflection, it's not surprising.

As the ancient saying goes, the rise of lingxuantian Pavilion is only a matter of more than ten years.

It is difficult for such a big force to rise in such a short time without the support of a bigger force.

Moreover, wanjirong, youmixuan and Youming four ghosts all belong to the category of yin and evil, and must have practiced the sinister skill. There are not many such skills in three thousand small worlds.

Nie Tian suspected that the mysterious force in the place of blood slaughter might not be the force of the three thousand small world, but the force from the upper world, Xumi world.

Now it seems that he is more convinced of his guess.

To cultivate such forces as Ling Xuantian Pavilion in such a short time, the place of blood slaughter must come from the upper world.

At this time, Nie Tian also wanted to understand other things.

Why did ruoyuzhen know ghosts long ago, and he was so familiar with Ling Xuantian Pavilion, and even they had a cooperative relationship. It turned out that they all worked in the place of blood slaughter.

Nie Tian frowned and said, "Ling Xuantian Pavilion seems to be plotting a big event. Do you know what the ghost wants to do?"

Ruoyuzhen shook his head and said, "this time I came out to help the ghost. As for what his real purpose is, I don't know."

"You are also exploring the real purpose of the ghost, trying to stop him, and then force out the people in the place of blood slaughter. This is your revenge plan, right?" Nie Tian asked abruptly, staring at Ruoyu's real plan.