"An evil king."
After a while, Nie Tian's eyes became intriguing.
Through communication with the five evil gods and the soul of the Netherworld Bead, he knew that there was a great king of the Evil Nether Tribe, who seemed to be pursuing him in a unique way.
The weapon soul informed Nie Tian that the evil king of the Netherworld clan also held a Netherworld Pearl.
"Nie Tian, do you want to go to Hanyuan?" Yin Xingtian asked.
"Slow down first." Nie Tian looked at a cold mist according to the guidance of the weapon soul and said, "There is a little trouble."
The perception of the weapon soul comes from another ghost soul bead, and the souls of Mo Qianfan and Yin Xingtian have not yet reacted.
"What trouble?" Mo Qianfan snorted, "Unless Lord Ice Bone comes in person, I don't believe there is anyone in the Cold Abyss Star Territory who can threaten us!"
"A great king of the Evil Underworld Clan, whose bloodline... is very likely to reach the tenth level soon." Nie Tiandao.
"The Evil Underworld Tribe is about to enter the tenth level." Yin Xingtian thought, his eyes lit up, and said: "Kleist! Only Kleist is the most promising monarch to enter the tenth level in the near future!"
"Evil Spirit Lord, Kleist!" Mo Qianfan also shouted softly.
"Can you all confirm that the overlord of the Evil Underworld Tribe is named Kleist?" Nie Tian was stunned.
Yin Xingtian and Mo Qianfan both knew that the Nether Soul Pearl held by Nie Tian was a treasure of the Evil Nether Clan, and knew that he could communicate with the soul of the weapon. They both nodded at this moment.
"If you are right, the person whose bloodline is most likely to advance is the evil spirit king - Kleist." Yin Xingtian affirmed again.
"What is the strength of this great king?" Nie Tian asked.
Yin Xingtian narrowed his eyes, and his aura gradually increased, "He is famous! But I believe that if I fight with him, our strength should be comparable."
"Is it similar to you?" Nie Tian was surprised.
Yin Xingtian nodded lightly, "After all, he is extremely promising to become the new Great Lord of the Evil Underworld Clan."
"Is he here because of you?" Mo Qianfan asked.
"Probably." Nie Tian replied.
"call!"
A beam of green light travels through the white mist in the cold abyss, traveling tens of thousands of miles per second.
"coming!"
As they got closer, Mo Qianfan and Yin Xingtian were the first to smell the movement of Qi and blood unique to the Xie Ming Clan.
After them, Golden Boy, True Lord Aoki, and Teng Yue and other saints also sensed the energy and blood belonging to Kleist one after another.
Nie Tian waited solemnly.
Finally, a stream of green light flew by and suddenly broke into the territory of Nie Tian and others.
An extremely handsome and well-dressed Xie Ming clan member suddenly appeared after the green light faded. Another Nether Soul Pearl was floating on his chest.
The prism between his eyebrows reflected Nie Tian, Yin Xingtian, Mo Qianfan and others one by one.
"Son of Stars, Nie Tian, Tianlei Sect Mo Qianfan, Liuyun Sword Sect Yin Xingtian, you..." He explained the origin of each person one by one, and then looked at Golden Boy and True Lord Aoki, "You are a bit strange. , although it is also at the level of the Holy Domain, its reputation should not be loud enough in the realm of the human race."
He obviously didn't recognize Golden Boy and others.
He didn't know it, so he naturally thought that he was a minor player in the human race.
"The Lord of Evil Spirits!"
"It's really you!"
Golden Boy and True Lord Aoki actually recognized him and called out in a low voice, their eyes full of fear.
Kleist's bloodline is at the peak of the ninth level, corresponding to the late stage of the human race's holy realm. However, Golden Boy and Aoki Aoki are actually clear-minded and know that with their strength, together they are no match for Kleist.
If it weren't for Mo Qianfan and Yin Xingtian, Jintongzi and Qingmu Zhenjun would not have the courage to stay.
"Are you here for me?" Nie Tianqi asked, "With your bloodline level, before coming here, you should be able to easily sense the strength of the people around me. No matter what the reason for your coming, as a Aren’t you afraid that a member of the Xie Ming Clan would appear in the human realm?”
"Are you afraid of them?" A contemptuous smile flashed across the corner of Kleist's mouth, "Do you think they can threaten me?"
Mo Qianfan suddenly sacrificed the magic form of God.
The God's Dharma, which is as high as mountains and rivers, is covered with strips of thunder and lightning. It looks like the ancient god who came out of the mythical era and is in charge of the morality of thunder. He is overlooking Kleist from a high place. Countless electric currents are flying through Mo Qianfan's fingers. It seems that it can kill all souls at any time.
Those who cultivate the Thunder Road are the enemies of the Evil Underworld Tribe, and this is recognized by all tribes.
"You, hehe, it's just you..."
The evil spirit king, Kleist, kept shaking his head, his blue eyes full of strange light, as if he was waiting for something.
Deep in the cold fog, in an area above everyone's heads, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky.
The dense white cold fog was suddenly dotted by bright stars, shining so brightly that the cold fog seemed to be dispersed.
Surrounding the stars in the sky and stepping on the stars, a figure of unknown size appeared across the star field and suddenly appeared above everyone's heads.
An aura that suppressed the heavens and made the stars in the domain tremble erupted from that figure.
Afterwards, a gorgeous banner that was tens of thousands of feet high and seemed to be able to penetrate a star field was suspended high.
On the gorgeous banner, there are various scenes of the changing stars, the rotation of the sun and the moon, the withering of the stars, and the secrets of the great road.
In Nie Tian's body, the three Broken Star Marks all reacted.
"This, this is..."
Nie Tian looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure with a confused look on his face, "Deputy Hall Master, Luo Wanxiang?"
"The Xingluo Wanxiang Flag! The immortal artifact is indeed Luo Wanxiang!" Yin Xingtian was full of surprise, "However, the Xingluo Wanxiang Flag is only a first-grade artifact of the immortal level. Why does the current aura rise to the third level! A third-grade immortal artifact, compared to My Sky-Breaking Sword is one level higher!"
Immortal artifacts also have strict divisions, ranging from grades one to seven.
The Kingdom of Ice Kingdom is at the first level, and the Sword Breaking the Sky is at the second level. The Xingluowanxiang Banner that appears at this moment was originally at the first level, but now it reaches the third level!
The power of the third-grade immortal artifact in the hands of Luo Wanxiang, who was in the mid-level realm of God's Domain and had recently achieved a breakthrough in magical skills, had increased by an unknown number of times.
"The deputy palace master is here, then the turmoil in the Hanyuan Star Territory will be solved!" The golden boy cheered excitedly when he saw the star-studded flag.
True Lord Aoki and Teng Yue also cheered up and said repeatedly: "I misunderstood Deputy Palace Master Luo before. I thought, I thought..."
They smiled to the sky.
"Chi!"
A bright stream of stars, affected by the law of the gods of Luo Wanxiang, was pulled away from the Xingluo Wanxiang flag.
It's like pulling out a shining real galaxy!
The galaxies are like horses, carrying vast, mysterious, and annihilating sentient beings, evaporating the terrifying aura of the realm, pouring into the golden sanctuary of the golden boy like a waterfall.
The golden realm, under the impact of the light from the galaxy, melted away instantly like gold being melted into golden water.
"No!"
The golden boy screamed, not knowing what was happening. His body and soul were enveloped by the bright star stream, turning into golden lightning and golden flames.
"The soul, the soul is dead..."
Mo Qianfan turned pale in shock. He and Yin Xingtian quickly stood beside Nie Tian, each using their strength to silently protect Nie Tian.
"Deputy Palace Master! You, what on earth are you doing?"
Lord Aoki, Teng Yue, and another of Chu Rui's subordinates watched helplessly as the golden boy died, roaring towards the sky, as if they were crazy.
"Whoops!"
Three more streaks, each as thick as the stream of light watered by the stars, were pulled out of the immortal artifact by Luo Wanxiang.
True Lord Aoki, Teng Yue, and the person who cultivated the power of water in the early stages of the holy realm were all penetrated into the holy realm by the brilliant star stream.
"Ah! Ah!"
The three powerful men from the Holy Realm were unable to escape. Under Nie Tian's gaze, the Holy Realm was defeated by the brilliant stream of stars. Even their souls had no time to escape, and they turned into ashes and dissipated.
"The four saints under Chu Rui's command were all wiped out instantly!"
This was the first time that Nie Tian had an incomprehensible feeling towards Luo Wanxiang, the deputy palace master.
He raised his head and looked into the depths of the white cold fog, suppressing the heavens with the Starry Wanxiang Banner, making the nearby cold crystal realms look like cowering and trembling Luo Wanxiang, feeling unusually strange.
This was completely different from the Luo Wanxiang he knew before.
What surprised him even more was that after he stared for a long time, he knew clearly that the person was Luo Wanxiang, but he still felt blurry and awkward.
"Luo Wanxiang!"
Yin Xingtian and Mo Qianfan both took a deep breath. They looked at each other and saw the seriousness and deep fear in each other's eyes.
They had seen and interacted with Luo Wanxiang in the past, but never once had they felt so uneasy as at this moment.
Because Luo Wanxiang's aura had changed, becoming unfamiliar and frightening to them.