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Chapter 1112

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In the courtyard.

"Big Brother, what happened to you all these years?" Long Aotian calmed down and asked excitedly.

Nie Tian didn't try to hide anything, and told him what had happened.

Long Aotian and Xue Yong were dumbfounded, especially Xue Yong, who was petrified on the spot.

Only now did he realize that the person who exchanged blows with him was the former Heaven Realm's Number One War God!

"Oh my god! I … "Xue Yong screamed in his heart. He did not know what to say.

Mo Ruxi already knew Nie Tian's identity, so she was not surprised. Xue 'er, on the other hand, had a confused look on her face.

Actually, Xue 'er did not care who Nie Tian was. In her heart, Nie Tian had never changed. He was still the kind young man she first met in the Rainbow Valley.

"Aotian, tell me about you. What happened to you?" Nie Tian calmed down and looked at Long Aotian's skeletal body with a frown.

In his memory, Long Aotian was a tall and arrogant young man. But after more than a hundred years, he had become a skeletal old man.

Long Aotian let out a long sigh and told him what happened.

It turned out that after Nie Tian's death, Long Aotian had been hunted down by Luo Chenhun. Originally, Luo Chenhun had captured Long Aotian, but later, the Illusion Emperor, Hundred Miles Fengchen, had vouched for Long Aotian. Luo Chenhun had left a Yin Corpse Curse on Long Aotian's body, banishing him from the Daynight God Domain and forbidding him from ever returning.

"Looks like Baili Fengchen saved you." Nie Tian frowned. A gentle and elegant face appeared in his mind.

The Illusion Sovereign Baili Fengchen was one of the Nine Monarchs. He had a relationship with Long Aotian's late father. It was not strange that he was willing to protect Long Aotian.

"What is that Yin Corpse Curse on you?" Nie Tian's eyes flickered. He used his Divine Sense and saw that Long Aotian was suppressing his expression as he spoke. It was obvious that he was in great pain.

Nie Tian used his Divine Sense and saw that Long Aotian's yuan meridians were covered in black runes. They were constantly releasing evil energy and devouring Long Aotian's yuan meridians.

Long Ao Tian's skin was dark and he was as thin as a match, he was suppressed by the Yin Corpse Curse Mark.

"Big brother, this is the gift that the old bastard Luo Chenhun left for me. One day, I'll definitely return it to him!" Long Aotian chuckled and pretended to be indifferent.

Nie Tian slightly knit his brows. He was thinking about what kind of power could break the Yin Corpse Curse Seal.

At that moment, Nie Tian suddenly realized that Long Aotian only had one arm left. He could not help but ask, "What happened to your arm?"

"Sigh!" Long Aotian let out a long sigh and said, "I've been working as a mercenary for a long time. I once met a big client who was willing to pay me a ninth-grade spirit pellet to escort a person. Who knew that person would offend the Shura's Gate. I killed an Earth Grade Shura and had one of my arms cut off."

Nie Tian's brows furrowed even tighter. He immediately understood something.

Over a hundred years ago, Long Aotian was already Eighth Level Heavenly Emperor strength, and the current him was still Eighth Level Heavenly Emperor strength. With his Martial Dao talent, he should have long advanced to Ninth Level Heavenly Emperor.

And the reason why he did not advance must be because of the Yin Corpse Curse Seal.

Eighth Level Heavenly Emperor martial artists, even if their limbs were severed, they could still regenerate. Long Aotian's arm not growing back was definitely the suppression of the Yin Corpse Curse Seal too.

"Big Brother, you don't need to worry about me. Although my strength is failing, I won't die for a while yet." Long Aotian chuckled, but the smile on his face made his heart ache even more.

How could he watch his brother suffer the agony of the curse seal at all times?!

"Corpse Luo, do you have a way?" Nie Tian directly let out Corpse Luo Fiend Lord and asked solemnly.

Corpse Luo Fiend Lord had not appeared for a long time and had been cultivating all along, refining the primordial spirits that he devoured previously. At this time, he was already First Level Heavenly Emperor strength.

"Corpse Luo?" When Long Aotian saw the little mouse that suddenly appeared in front of him, he could not help being taken aback and said in surprise, "You're Corpse Luo Fiend Lord?"

Long Aotian had fought with Corpse Luo Fiend Lord before too. He did not expect that the latter actually became like this.

Corpse Luo Fiend Lord shot a glance at Long Aotian, an appearance like he could not be bothered with you. Divine sense probed the latter once, following that, a strange gleam flashed across his eyes as he said, "Master, don't you have the Eight Desolate Ghost Bone in your hands?"

"Eight Desolate Ghost Bone!" Nie Tian was first taken aback, then immediately reacted and exclaimed, "How did I forget this!"

Long Aotian lost an arm, and Nie Tian just happened to have one of the four great profound arms, the Eight Desolate Ghost Bone. As long as he reattached Long Aotian's arm, it could at least let his strength recover a little.

"Master." At this time, Corpse Luo Fiend Lord mused and said, "Yin Corpse Curse Seal is a sinister and poisonous power, while the Eight Desolate Ghost Bone can give birth to Eight Desolate Ghost Qi. This ghost qi is an even more sinister power and can directly absorb the Yin Corpse Curse Seal!"

"What do you mean?" Nie Tian was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding.

"Simply put, as long as this guy has the Eight Desolate Ghost Bone, not only will he be able to remove the Yin Corpse Curse Seal in his body, he will also be able to stimulate the power of the Eight Desolate Ghost Bone to the extreme." Corpse Luo Fiend Lord said lightly, very pleased, "If there are no accidents, Long Aotian's strength will definitely be comparable to the Nine Emperors of the Heaven Realm in the future!"

"Really?" Long Aotian let out a strange cry, he stretched out his hand and lifted Corpse Luo Fiend Lord up, extremely excited.

"Quickly put me down!" Corpse Luo Fiend Lord was greatly frightened, his voice shrill.

Nie Tian was very happy, he took out the Eight Desolate Ghost Bone and said, "Corpse Luo, the matter of reattaching Long Aotian's arm, I will leave it to you."

Corpse Luo Fiend Lord took the Eight Desolate Ghost Bone and said to Long Aotian, "Your arm has been broken for dozens of years, your meridians are already dead, I will cut it open again and use the Phantom Flower Blood Lotus Spirit Liquid to cleanse it, stimulating the meridians to regenerate. This process is a little painful, can you bear it?"

"Little mouse, I have lived for so long, what kind of pain have I not suffered?" Long Aotian said with a face full of disdain, "Don't talk about cutting my arm, even if you cut my body open, I will not cry out in pain."

Hearing Long Aotian's words, Nie Tian's face darkened, just a moment ago, Long Aotian was still screaming from the Yin Corpse Curse Seal.

"Corpse Luo, how long do you need?" Nie Tian took out a bottle of Phantom Flower Blood Lotus Spirit Liquid and handed it to Corpse Luo Fiend Lord.

Their current situation was very dangerous, the Asura's Gate could arrive at any time, if Corpse Luo Fiend Lord were to reattach Long Aotian's arm, then the Asura's assassins would arrive, it would be very troublesome.

"One day!" Corpse Luo Fiend Lord thought for a moment, then said in a heavy tone.

"Good!" Nie Tian nodded, "There is no time to lose, you can start now."

Corpse Luo Fiend Lord complied, then entered the room with Long Aotian.

A moment later, Long Aotian's heart wrenching scream resounded in the room.

Nie Tian's face darkened, this scream was too exaggerated.

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