"Life is hidden! What a good thing!"
Nie Tian grinned, walked out of the sand cave, and walked slowly to Shang Zhi's body.
That broad sword was obtained by him from a hunter in the late Zhongtian realm. It was extremely sharp.
At this moment, the broad sword was still inserted into Shang Zhi's chest. It was originally a fire-attribute broad sword and could be infused with fire spiritual power by Nie Tian, so it was kept in his hand.
"Chichi!"
Clusters of fire were still burning on Shang Zhi's waist, abdomen and chest. Shang Zhi was clearly dead.
He stepped forward, pulled out the broad sword, and put away Shang Zhi's storage ring, the smile on his face becoming more cheerful.
He did not expect that through the newly awakened bloodline talent of Life Hidden, he could really kill a Xiantian Realm powerhouse so easily with a sneak attack.
Without life concealment, it would be absolutely impossible for him to kill Shang Zhi with normal means.
In a head-on confrontation, with his current level of cultivation, not only could he not be able to kill Shang Zhi, he might even be killed by Shang Zhi.
However, the sneak attack without warning had the effect of killing with one strike. Shang Zhi was caught off guard and without any precautions, he was directly penetrated and died.
"Life concealment, on the one hand, can avoid the pursuit of powerful enemies, and can converge all flesh and blood and life breath. Even the movement of spiritual power is covered. As long as the qi refiner who has not crossed into the three realms has not transferred his spirit The transformation of power into soul power can confuse its perception!"
"On the other hand, it can be used for sudden attacks, leaving people defenseless!"
"It really has endless uses!"
Nie Tian smiled and continued to search Shang Zhi's body, and soon took out a message stone from his waist pocket.
Holding the message stone in the palm of his hand, he listened with his mental power, and occasionally heard news from Qiu Yang and the other two people.
Qiu Yang and the other two people looked for him from other directions, constantly giving directions and communicating with each other.
"Three more!"
Nie Tian hummed softly, his eyes full of coldness. After identifying a direction, he suddenly triggered the short-distance stars to flicker continuously.
Qiu Yang and the two men did not move in a straight line when chasing Nie Tian.
Because they don't know Nie Tian's specific position, they often choose a fan-shaped or even circular shape in the direction they choose. While moving their position, they use their spiritual consciousness to sense the movement of life.
As a result, their speed will become slower.
Through the message stone, he found the one closest to him and rushed in a straight line, and he did not hesitate to use the power of the stars to use the short-distance star.
Two hours later.
With the help of the Sky Eye and the Sound Stone, he determined the exact location of the man.
He then arranged according to law again.
…
The night fades and the scorching sun hangs high.
At noon the next day, he used the method used to kill Shang Zhi, set up an ambush in advance, made a surprise attack, and successfully killed the other two people.
Under the scorching sun, he was buried entirely in a pile of sand.
On the pile of sand, there is also a piece of blood-stained clothes, and there are also small blood words on the clothes.
He used his heavenly eyes to take in the surrounding scenes. He was not in a hurry to activate his hidden blood talent, but was waiting for Qiu Yang to approach.
Exactly half an hour passed.
A heavenly eye discovered Qiu Yang's traces, and knew that Qiu Yang was slowly approaching along the blood stains he left behind.
Only then did he unhurriedly activate his new bloodline talent, hiding life, breath, and spiritual power fluctuations.
He was like a piece of gravel under the sand, without releasing any vitality, blood or spiritual power, like a dead thing.
Those who have not been able to transform their spiritual power into soul power and have not entered the mortal realm can only perceive life, blood, and spiritual movement in their spiritual consciousness, and cannot accurately capture the breath of the soul.
Qiu Yang, like the other three, was only in the innate realm and could not keenly detect the subtle fluctuations of the soul, so he came without realizing it.
"It's strange. Those three guys are too far away from me. They can't even send the message to the sound stone." Qiu Yang muttered softly, but his eyes were so bright that he immediately noticed the blood-stained piece of clothing.
In the past few hours, he has been unable to communicate with Shang Zhi and the others through the message stone.
He didn't know that Shang Zhi and the others had set up an ambush for Nie Tian in advance, and were suddenly attacked and sent to hell.
He only thought that the location of those three people's search was out of the range of the message stone.
When he came, he saw drops of blood spilled. Although he felt a little excited, he was not sure that the blood really came from Nie Tian.
Because, in recent times, although hunters near the ruins have poured into the Fantasy Mountains in large numbers, they are also looking for the so-called psychic treasure.
But there might be some hunters still hanging around, killing passers-by.
At first, he thought that the blood that was spilled belonged to hunters or the killed Qi Refiners from the ruins.
Until he saw the bloody clothes.
Qiu Yang looked at the piece of clothing that Nie Tian had torn off from his body and felt that it looked familiar. He quickly recognized that the clothing did belong to Nie Tian.
He finally got a little excited: "I'm about to find you!"
When he came to the blood-stained clothes, he saw a row of small letters in blood on the corners of the clothes covered in the sand. Like Shang Zhi and the others, he also squatted down and reached out to pick up the blood-stained clothes, trying to see clearly. A line of writing.
From beginning to end, he, like the three people, did not feel any breath of life.
Picking up the blood-stained clothes, when he looked at the line of blood, a broad sword suddenly stabbed out of the sand in his abdomen, and instantly turned into a raging flame.
Just when he saw the line of blood clearly, the burning flaming broad sword also pierced his abdomen!
"call!"
Qiu Yang's body was like a big inflated ball, bulging in an instant!
When the flaming broad sword penetrated four inches into his abdomen, it was difficult to go deeper.
"boom!"
Nie Tian emerged from the sand, condensing nearly half of the strength in his body to form an angry fist, and struck Qiu Yang hard on the chest.
Qiu Yang was like a ball bouncing off the ground, instantly rushing into the sky, and a mouthful of blood shot out.
"Hua Tian!"
The man was in the air, his blood spurted out, and he let out a furious roar.
Nie Tian, who had completely risen from the sand, looked up at the sky and his color changed slightly.
He clearly felt that every inch of the broad sword was extremely difficult when it penetrated Qiu Yang's abdomen.
The magic skills that Qiu Yang practiced were extremely sophisticated, which prevented him from killing Qiu Yang with one blow like he had done with Shang Zhi and the others.
The angry punch he fired later hit Qiu Yang's chest hard, as if it was hitting a big rubber ball, with a feeling of lack of force.
When he saw Qiu Yang flying into the air with blood flowing wildly, he also knew that Qiu Yang was also seriously injured.
But he also understood that the strength of that move was increased, and the angry fist that gathered almost half of his body's strength still failed to kill the man instantly.
Qiu Yang, who was both in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm, was far stronger than Shang Zhi and the others, at least in terms of flesh and blood defense.
Even if he was caught off guard, the moment the broad sword pierced his abdomen, he could react immediately and use the magic of his secret cultivation to prevent the broad sword from penetrating.
"you wanna die!"
Qiu Yang's chest was stained red with blood, and the flaming broad sword was still hanging on his abdomen. He looked extremely miserable.
But when he was falling, his hands were constantly changing, condensing thousands of fine black threads, and those dark threads rushed towards him like bloodthirsty fish.
"Puff puff!"
In an instant, pitch black threads pierced Nie Tian's shoulders, waist and abdomen.
Nie Tian's whole body ached, and he hurriedly summoned the essence of plants and trees to repair the wounds of flesh and blood.
Even the cyan blood energy imprinted with the life blood seems to feel the poor state of his flesh and blood, flying away from the entrenched heart, constantly eating away at the strange power coming from those dark silk threads.
Nie Tian had faced that strange force before when he went on a long-distance trip to Xingshuo.
He knew very well that when this strange energy with the mystery of wind floated inside his body, it would emit air currents, causing his flesh and blood body to expand rapidly.
Qiu Yang, who practices this secret, can control the expansion of his body and form a miraculous protective method.
But his body was filled with this strange air flow. After it expanded a little, it would explode and die.
Just like an over-inflated ball, it will eventually explode.
Fortunately, after the cyan blood energy flew out from the heart, it frantically tore at the dark silk thread, so that his body could expand and maintain a state that would not explode to pieces.
"go!"
With a thought in his mind, dots of starlight condensed in his palm.
As soon as the five shining star points were formed, they formed a secret array of stars, like tiny nebulae, suddenly rushing towards Qiu Yang.
"The power of the stars, the secret method of the stars!"
Seeing the secret array composed of five points of starlight, shining bright stars in the daytime, Qiu Yang was stunned, and suddenly realized: "Hua Tian, Nie Tian! You are the Nie Tian who has inherited the inheritance of the Broken Star Ancient Palace!"