Chapter 687

The danwu hall claimed that Tingyin heard Nie Tian mention the name youmi Xuan. Her body suddenly shook, her expression became stiff, and her eyes became cold. She said in a cold voice: "Nie Tian, you killed youmi Xuan!"

"Zhang Tingyin, you are indeed from lingxuantian Pavilion." Nie Tian said coldly, "if I guess right, you are another old man of Youming."

When Zhang Tingyin appeared just now, Nie Tian noticed that the former also had the smell of Youming ghost Qi, which was very similar to youmi Xuan, but more powerful than youmi Xuan.

"Nie Tian, you are very smart, beyond my expectation." Zhang Tingyin no longer covered up, and the muscles on his face changed strangely. Unexpectedly, he turned into a thin skeleton face, and the breath of his whole body changed directly and became gloomy and cold.

"Hmm?" Tang Hao looked stiff and surprised when he saw this scene. How could he think that the head of the danwu hall would be from lingxuantian Pavilion!

Nie Tian smiled coldly and said, "he is not the real Zhang Tingyin, but has replaced Zhang Tingyin. I'm afraid Zhang Tingyin is dead."

"That's right." the skeleton old man smiled, "my name is youmihuang. The real leader of the danwu hall has died under the hands of the ghost king."

Tang Hao and Mo Zhaojing were stunned at the same time. They didn't expect that Zhang Tingyin was really dead.

The leader of danwu hall is actually from Ling Xuantian Pavilion. If such a thing is spread, how can the alchemy guild face.

"You mi Huang, the ghosts are gone, but you dare to stay, just to avenge you mi Xuan?" Nie Tian looked cold, not a bit afraid, calm and palpitating.

Since youmi Xuan and youmi Huang are collectively called Youming two elders, their names are so similar that they are obviously brothers.

Youmi Huang appears at this time, which must be revenge for youmi Xuan.

"Nie Tian, now that you know, you can't live any longer." youmi Huang Bing smiled coldly, turned his eyes to Mo Zhaojing and said coldly, "master of Mohism, how about you and me join hands to kill Nie Tian?"

Mo Zhaojing was stunned at first. The next moment, a flash of heat flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth tilted up, nodded heavily and said, "you stop Tang Hao, I'll kill Nie Tian!"

Youmihuang's strength is above youmixuan, and it is also a nine fold divine wheel. Even if it is not far from that of Tang Hao, Mo Zhaojing, he can't defeat Tang Hao, but he can stop the latter for a while.

Tang Hao's face sank. He stepped forward and stood in front of Nie Tian. Ling ran said, "with me, no one is allowed to hurt the teacher!"

"Teacher?" Mo Zhaojing smiled coldly and said, "Tang Hao, I think you are obsessed. How can a yellow haired boy be your teacher?"

"Don't talk nonsense with them, do it!" youmi Huang screamed, his whole body momentum soared, but there was endless black gas, which immediately spread, and the space was full of bloody smell.

"Be careful, Tang Hao. This is the ghost spirit, which can make people hallucinate!" Nie Tian shouted to remind Tang Hao.

Tang Hao frowned slightly and saw the black air raging in the air, like black snakes dancing, which made people shudder.

You mi Huang's ghost Qi is stronger than you mi Xuan.

The ghost Qi of the nether world in the void becomes more and more strong. The endless ghost Qi condenses into five ferocious faces, and the bloody killing intention is ready to come out.

The sound of thousands of fierce ghosts crying suddenly came out of the air. It was gloomy and harsh, which made people uneasy.

Tang Hao's pupils suddenly shrunk and Wanjie ghost eyes opened. He coldly looked at the five faces in the air, smiled coldly, and whispered three words: "Wanjie kill!"

A kill word fell, and a bloody blade roared out of the void. Ignoring all obstacles, he attacked youmihuang.

"Whoosh!" the bloody sharp blade flew by and drew a blood awn in the air.

In the air, the endless ghost gas disappeared in an instant. Youmihuang stood in place, his pupils suddenly expanded, his hands slowly raised, a red line between his neck suddenly exploded, and suddenly blood gushed.

Without any reaction, youmi Huang fell down and died miserably on the spot.

One move, just one move. You mihuang of Shenlun's nine strength died directly. This is the horror of Wanjie ghost eyes!

Mo Zhaojing looked at youmihuang's figure and fell down. He was stunned in situ and didn't respond for a long time.

Nie Tian's face was also slightly stiff. He immediately smiled bitterly. He underestimated the eyes of Wanjie ghost. The reminder just now was a little ridiculous.

If Tang Hao hadn't opened Wanjie ghost eyes, youmihuang might have stopped him for a while, but youmihuang couldn't take a move in the face of Wanjie ghost eyes.

Kill youmihuang, Tang Hao turns to Mo Zhaojing, and a pair of ghost eyes lock on the latter, with Ling lie's killing intention.

"Brother Tang, you won't kill me?" Mo Zhaojing said abruptly with a dull look.

At this moment, facing Tang Hao's ghost eyes, Mo Zhaojing was afraid. Those eyes made him unable to resist at all.

Tang Hao's eyes coagulated slightly and hesitated in his heart.

Nie Tian saw this scene and shook his head slightly. Tang Hao was soft hearted since childhood. Unexpectedly, he was more than 100 years old and still couldn't get rid of this problem.

To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself.

As a man of Mo Zhaojing, even if Tang Hao let him go at this time, he will not appreciate Tang Hao, but hate him more.

For people like Mo Zhaojing, the best solution is to kill!

"Tang Hao, kill him!" Nie Tian's eyes became cold and opened his mouth indifferently.

Tang Hao suddenly trembled and nodded heavily.

"It's not that easy to kill me!" suddenly, Mo Zhaojing screamed, completely put away his poor disguise, the magic bone white lotus bloomed behind him, the yuan force of his whole body surged out, and a magic bone sharp blade shot out, and the terrible momentum suddenly broke out.

"Be careful!" Nie Tianjing shouted. Mo Zhaojing was too cunning. He pretended to be poor first. When Tang Hao relaxed his guard, he unexpectedly jumped down the killer.

"Hmm?" Tang Hao's eyes coagulated, endless pupil power gushed out of his pupils, and thousands of ghost blades appeared in the air, just like arrow rain in the sky and surging waves.

"Boom!" there was a loud noise in the void, and the magic bone blade was completely submerged by thousands of ghost blades.

Mo Zhaojing felt the killing breath coming to his face, his pupils could not help shaking, and there was an indescribable despair in his eyes.

Tang Hao's Wanjie ghost eyes are too strong for him to resist.

"I......" Mo Zhaojing opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he only said one word in the last sentence, so he never had a chance to say the rest.

"Roar!" thousands of ghost blades roared past like a galloping beast, and Mo Zhaojing's body was completely submerged without bones.

Mo Zhaojing, the master of Mohism, one of the top strongmen in the 3000 small world, die!

Nie Tian and others were stunned and couldn't react for a long time.

The eye of ghost eyes is too strong. Tang Hao can directly kill the strong at the same level just by opening the Wanjie ghost eyes. If he opens the blood moon ghost eyes, the degree of terror is unimaginable.