Xiao Wuqing could not imagine that a Heavenly Evolution Level Five martial artist could withstand the darkness of the Hell Blood Rain and even force it back.
Nie Tian's strength had indeed amazed him!
Nie Tian stood in the void. The dark light shone on his face. Coupled with his long silver hair, he looked extremely demonic.
"The power of darkness is indeed very strange. If not for my Power of Thunder's ability to suppress all darkness-type powers, I would not have been able to resist the invasion of the darkness." Nie Tian thought to himself as a look of surprise flashed across his face.
When he was in the darkness just now, Nie Tian felt that the power of darkness wanted to seep into his body, as though it wanted to pull his soul out.
The power of darkness actually contained the power to devour souls!
If not for the Power of Thunder in Nie Tian's body, his soul would have been pulled out by the power of darkness.
Such power was too terrifying and chilling.
In the void, Nie Tian and Xiao Wuqing faced each other. Both wanted to destroy the other. Today's battle was already a battle to the death.
"Master, the source of his power is that scythe." Corpse Demon Lord's voice rang out, reminding Nie Tian to pay attention to the Ghost Scythe in Xiao Wuqing's hand.
"Mm." Nie Tian nodded. He had also noticed that Xiao Wuqing's Ghost Scythe was filled with resentment. There were countless vengeful spirits sealed in it. Moreover, it also contained some kind of terrifying totem power. It was very frightening.
"Nie Tian, your talent is amazing, but Lord Saber Chief has ordered that your head must be taken. I am only following orders. Don't blame me if you die in my hands." The corner of Xiao Wuqing's mouth trembled. His cold voice was filled with strong confidence. He seemed very confident that he could definitely kill Nie Tian.
"Make your move." Nie Tian smiled faintly, his eyes releasing overbearing confidence.
This was a world where strength was respected. Be it Xiao Wuqing or Nie Tian, they could not escape the restrictions of this rule.
Just think about it, if Xiao Wuqing was strong enough back then, would he have allowed Le Lingyun to cripple his Yuan Spirit Yuan Meridian?
The current Nie Tian was the same. If he was a pinnacle expert, Xiao Wuqing probably wouldn't even dare to approach him.
Strength always represented the greatest right to speak. Without strength, all words were meaningless.
Xiao Wuqing looked at Nie Tian Cold. The Sickle of Vengeance in his hand spun once again. Immediately, the blood rain around him became denser. The blood rain was like a blood-colored snake, slowly wriggling.
The blood-colored snake surged under Xiao Wuqing's feet, drawing blood-colored runes. It was extremely terrifying.
Slowly, more and more blood-colored snakes appeared, and a hundred-meter-wide blood-colored totem appeared beneath Xiao Wuqing's feet. The totem slowly revolved, and blood-colored runes appeared in the air, transforming into an incomparably bloody power.
Immediately, an earth-shattering stench of blood filled the air, spreading to a distance of ten thousand meters.
"How terrifying!" The crowd on the ground felt the stench of blood, and their faces turned pale. It was as though there were blood-colored tentacles surging around their bodies, trying to seize the souls in their bodies.
Nie Tian was the closest to Xiao Wuqing, only about a thousand meters away, so he could feel the stench of blood more clearly.
He felt as though there were thousands of insects biting his body, rapidly devouring his body and soul.
Nie Tian saw terrifying images flowing around Xiao Wuqing, like a scene on a map, where countless people were enduring torture.
Ear-piercing screams filled the air, disrupting Nie Tian's state of mind.
His eyes flickered slightly, but he immediately regained his calmness.
"Huh?" When Xiao Wuqing saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown. He then laughed coldly and said, "You're actually not affected by the Hell Totem. Your temperament is far stronger than ordinary warriors. I really can't bear to kill you."
"Hell totem!" When Nie Tian heard Xiao Wuqing say this name, he couldn't help but frown.
He knew that this totem came from the Scythe of Wronged Ghosts. The more souls sealed in the scythe, the stronger the power of the Hell totem.
"Nie Tian, prepare to die. Your soul will make my Hell totem even more powerful. " Xiao Wuqing took a step in the air, and the blood-colored totem under his feet immediately activated. The terrifying blood rain thickened, and Xiao Wuqing seemed to be bathed in fresh blood.
The Hell totem required the nourishment of fresh blood and death. As long as there was enough fresh blood and death, the Hell totem would be able to erupt with unimaginable power.
Nie Tian looked at the sticky blood rain, and felt a suffocating pressure. His breathing became rapid.
"Why? I haven't even made a move, and you can't take it?" Xiao Wuqing smiled Cold, and the Scythe of Wronged Ghosts in his hands suddenly rose, and then slashed across the air. A dark brilliance streaked across the dark space, and a black mark was formed, and it blasted towards Nie Tian.
"Heaven Shrouding Totem, activate!" Nie Tian roared, and the Domain Origin Array in his body began to operate crazily. Endless power of the stars gushed out, and suddenly, his body shone with starlight, as if there was a river of stars revolving around him.
"Hmm?" Seeing this, Xiao Wuqing was slightly stunned, and then smiled. "I didn't expect you to have a trump card. It was this totem that saved the life of the Sky Demon Saintess, right?"
The corner of Xiao Wuqing's mouth curled into a cold smile, and his determination to kill Nie Tian became even more determined.
He could feel that the totem around Nie Tian was very terrifying. If he could obtain Nie Tian's power, his Hell totem would definitely have a qualitative improvement, and his strength would also increase greatly.
Only with sufficient strength, could he have the ability to seek revenge on the Sky Sword Pavilion!
"Boom!" The power of darkness bombarded the Heaven Shrouding Totem, and the air trembled violently. Then, the power of darkness actually merged with the totem, and turned into a dark light, surging in the starlight.
And in the blink of an eye, the dark light was swallowed by the starlight.
The Heaven Shrouding Totem had the power to devour the heavens, and even the Hell totem couldn't shake this power.
"Hmm?" Xiao Wuqing was stunned at first, and then he smiled sinisterly. "This is really getting more and more interesting."
The stronger the power displayed by the Heaven Shrouding Totem, the more excited Xiao Wuqing felt.
"I want to see whether your totem is stronger, or my Hell totem is stronger." The corner of Xiao Wuqing's mouth curled into a sinister smile, and the Hell totem under his feet revolved crazily. Lumps of blood-colored rivers surged, and a terrifying bloody aura permeated the entire space. The space seemed to be covered with a layer of glaring blood-colored curtain, and it was extremely gloomy and cold.
Nie Tian looked at Xiao Wuqing, and his eyes were filled with palpitating determination. His entire body surged with a majestic sword intent, and a clear sword cry resounded in the air.
Xiao Wuqing's strength was too strong, and he wasn't any weaker than Mo Beiming.
If Nie Tian continued to wail like this, his Origin Power would be completely depleted.
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