Great Song catcher

Chapter 436
Nie Feng kept in mind the words of the great monk in the ancient desert city.

As soon as the people of the Moluo religion started to practice, they began to practice the Nine Regrets.

No one knows whether in this kind of consciousness battle, if you use your own kung fu to kill the opponent, will it be resurrected, so just to be careful, Nie Feng directly used the strength of his body to fight the eight-armed demon god.

The magic body of this eight-armed demon god is more than one foot high, and the eight arms are attacking like a storm.

But Nie Feng just punches the enemy, no matter how fierce your attack is, I will not move.

Two punches in a row!

The Eight-Armed Demon God's offensive was smashed to pieces, and the eight arms behind him were shattered again by Nie Feng. Even his body was covered with cracks, like a broken vase being glued together again.

But as the black light flickered, all the cracks on the eight-armed demon god healed up again, and the eight arms behind him also returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

"I'll see how long you can last!"

Seeing that the Eight-Armed Demon God kept coming back to life, Nie Feng simply threw out all his strength, and his fists directly blasted towards the Eight-armed Demon God with the momentum of a string of crossbow arrows. The Eight-armed Demon God also roared angrily. Guang smashed wildly at Nie Feng.

Rumble!
The explosions in the consciousness space continued one after another.

in the inn.

The mouth of the Moro Sect master also continued to overflow with blood.

Everyone around could see that this person couldn't last long.

At this time, someone suddenly wanted to leave the inn secretly.

But he was stopped by two people guarding the door.

"What do you want to do!"

"Your Excellency is not allowed to leave before the auction is over!

A young man shouted coldly.

"Why?" The man exclaimed, "Why is your Fusheng Inn so overbearing? Do you want to keep all of us here?"

He was yelling incessantly there.

It also attracted the attention of others.

Seeing this scene, the man yelled even louder: "Why don't you let us leave, don't you have to come and go at the Floating Life Inn?"

"That's a bad word."

Another young man said: "If other guests want to leave, I, Floating Life Inn, will not stop them, but you are the only one who can't. You can either force your way out, or just sit there peacefully and wait for the auction to end."

As soon as this remark came out, the man suddenly panicked.

Just wanted to break through.

He felt two mountain-like auras crushing over, hitting his chest directly, forcing him back again and again.

"you……"

"I think you don't seem to have the strength to break through, so let's sit there with peace of mind. We will definitely not make things difficult for you."

The man's expression kept changing, and finally he shouted angrily, and returned to the second floor with a flick of his sleeves.

The others didn't see much excitement, so they simply didn't pay attention to it.

At this time, in the space of consciousness, the battle between Nie Feng and the Moro Sect master had reached its final juncture.

Nie Feng shattered the eight-armed demon god more than a dozen times in a row. Now the eight-armed demon god's body size has returned to the appearance of a normal person. His body is stained with blood, and a few rays of light flashed from time to time on his face with ferocious fangs. Changing between ghost faces and human faces.

"If I'm smashing you to pieces this time, you probably won't be able to recover."

Before Nie Feng could finish his sentence, his right fist, wrapped in black magic light, slammed hard on the arm of the eight-armed demon god.

all of a sudden.

Flesh and blood flew.

Three of eight arms were broken.

Another punch!
The eight-armed demon god lost two more arms.

The remaining three arms were also bleeding.

"Final punch!"

Nie Feng raised his right fist slowly, and suddenly there was a monstrous demonic energy behind him. This was not from any internal energy, but the power of blood energy contained in him. helpless.

"broken!"

With one punch.

The eight-armed demon god's dharma body suddenly turned into fragments all over the sky.

"puff!"

at the same time.

The Mara Sect warrior in the inn also spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was instantly torn into pieces by a huge force. Nie Feng opened his eyes, and the Jiuyang Zhenqi swayed out, burning all the splashed flesh and blood into ashes , did not affect others at all.

The demonic energy in the whole body was looming, and it took a long time before it calmed down.

Such a ferocious scene shocked the hearts of the other people present. One must know that killing a person in the consciousness space will only destroy the consciousness, and will not cause great harm to the body.

But now that person has been completely reduced to pieces, which is enough to prove that Nie Feng's cultivation is terrifying.

"Who else?"

Nie Feng swept his eyes across the second floor, and then turned his gaze to the third floor.

People from all over the world came to this auction, and it was vaguely divided into several areas.

The Tianzihao room in the east is occupied by masters of martial arts from the Central Plains, the Tianzihao room in the north is occupied by Khitan masters, the room in the south is occupied by masters from Xixia and Mongolia, and only the room in the west is from the Western Regions. Come master.

Nie Feng's gaze was like a sharp knife light, piercing through layers of bead curtains and sinking behind it.

Then, Nie Feng wandered his gaze back to the second floor.

Finally, it stopped on a person.

It was the person who wanted to leave earlier but was stopped by the Floating Life Inn.

"Moroism..."

Nie Feng murmured.

But that person was sitting on pins and needles. He saw the miserable appearance of the guardian when he died just now. He was afraid that he would end up like that, so he hurriedly turned his eyes away, not daring to look at Nie Feng again.

After a long time, still no one came out.

"If no one comes out to challenge, this catastrophe will belong to Mr. Nie."

The middle-aged man spoke.

Still no one.

"Master Nie, congratulations."

The middle-aged man bowed his hands to Nie Feng and said, "This catastrophe is yours."

"It's work!"

Nie Feng returned the gift, went to the side of the box, carefully looked at the catastrophe, there was nothing conspicuous, perhaps this is the painstaking efforts of the predecessors of Thunderbolt Hall, only the most inconspicuous things are the most dangerous things.

Nie Feng reached out and grabbed Tian Jie.

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Mr. Nie, be careful. This thing is hollow. I don't know what it is inside. It is easy to explode if it is slightly shaken. Be careful."

"Don't worry, it'll be alright."

Seeing the nervous look on the middle-aged man's face, Nie Feng chuckled a few times, then slowly picked up the Heavenly Tribulation, his fingertips flickered with white light, and it disappeared, and he stored it in the Heavenly Secret Ring.

"It turns out that Mr. Nie has the secret ring in his hand, so I should worry too much."

The middle-aged man heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Nie Feng put away the method of Heavenly Tribulation.

"This auction is over. If you don't find what you like, you may wish to tell me about it. Maybe you will get news soon." The middle-aged man looked at the second and third floors and said loudly.

Nie Feng's heart moved when he heard the words, and he said, "Nie has something to ask."

"Master Nie, please tell me."

"I don't know if your inn has that kind of kung fu with the most yin and cold attributes?" Nie Feng asked.

The middle-aged man thought for a moment, and said, "I wonder if Mr. Nie has any requirements? There are indeed internal skills of Yin and cold attributes, such as Hanyue Gong, Bing Po Jin, and Shura Gong. They are all Yin and cold skills. ,but……"

The middle-aged man also seemed to have thought of what Nie Feng was going to do, shook his head and said: "But none of these exercises are suitable for Mr. Nie, and the yin energy that was cultivated may be assimilated before it can take effect. "

"However, we can help Mr. Nie pay attention. If there is a suitable exercise, the letter will be sent to the six gates." The middle-aged man said.

"That's work."

Nie Feng cupped his hands and accepted the other party's kindness.

The Fusheng Inn has great powers, with their help to find things, it is far faster than him to find things by himself.

Go back to the third floor.

Nie Feng felt more at ease.

Heavenly Tribulation has already been obtained, so I should also get up and return to the Central Plains, but before that, I have to meet with the owner behind the inn for a while. Nie Feng has reason to believe that the production map of Heavenly Tribulation is in his hands.

Otherwise, if this Heavenly Tribulation has wings, how could it possibly fly outside the pass? Someone must have brought it here.

This concludes the auction.

People also gradually dispersed.

Some impatient people left Shengzhou overnight.

The fastest runner among them should be the man from the Moro religion.

His cultivation base is not high, he is only at the Condensed Gang Realm, but his lightness kung fu is good enough to surpass most martial artists of the same realm. After leaving the Floating Life Inn, he ran directly towards the city gate.

"almost……"

But just when he was looking at the city gate and was about to leave.

A spring of blood suddenly spewed up!

His head suddenly disappeared. Due to the effect of inertia, his body ran forward for more than ten steps before he fell to the ground with a bang. His head also fell to the ground and rolled aside. The joy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

This sudden scene made the surroundings instantly become dead silent, but soon there were screams one after another, and some people even shouted loudly that the ghosts should kill people, because they didn't see how this person died, and their heads suddenly turned fell down.

If there is a master here, it is not difficult to find that this person was killed by an extremely sharp knife.

At this time, the head and the body suddenly ignited a raging flame, and turned into a pile of ashes in a short while, and when the officials from Shengzhou City arrived, everything had been blown away with the wind.

in the inn.

Taoist Pleiades was chatting with Nie Feng.

"Brother Qi, why don't you go with me tomorrow? I think the martial arts masters from Khitan will not be willing to let you take the sword manual back like this. We can have someone to take care of us when we go together, maybe someone will escort you. "

"I'm afraid this won't work." Taoist Pleiades shook his head, and said, "Master specifically asked me not to let me leave Shengzhou after taking pictures of the sword manual, and send him a letter to Feige. Let me do it."

"I see. It's not bad here. At least those Khitan masters don't dare to attack you on a large scale. The few who come occasionally will probably become ghosts under your sword."

Taoist Pleiades nodded, and said regretfully: "It's just a pity that the Thunderbolt Hall, a martial arts family that has been around for thousands of years, collapsed overnight, and there are no survivors from the whole family."

"I don't think so."

Nie Feng shook his head and said: "Although the Thunderbolt Hall has been destroyed, it will not be completely destroyed. There must be disciples left outside, but they dare not stand out now, and..."

A white light flashed in Nie Feng's palm, and Heavenly Tribulation had already appeared in his hand.

"This thing will not come out of the pass by itself. Rather than being taken outside the pass by the people who destroyed the martyrdom, it would be better to say that the survivors of the martyrdom are exiled outside the pass with the catastrophe."

"You mean, this catastrophe was deliberately exiled by the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall?"

"Basically close to ten." Nie Feng said: "He might know something, but he didn't dare to speak out for fear of being silenced, so he used the power of the Floating Life Inn to tell the whole story, and then he used The person who photographed the catastrophe will spread the matter."

"He knows that people who have the ability to take pictures of Heavenly Tribulation, no matter their power or cultivation level, are enough to make those Xiao Xiao flinch. Of course, this is just a guess. Maybe things are not so optimistic. It's just a coincidence that they fell into the Fusheng Inn hands."

Just when the two were talking happily, there was a knock on the door outside.

Nie Feng walked over to take a look, and found that it was Yeluchu and Tan Yixiao who came.

Seeing this, Taoist Pleiades stood up and said, "I'll go back and send a letter to my master first."

Then, Taoist Pleiades nodded to Yelu Chuhe with a smile.

Although Tan Yixiao was blind, he seemed to see his movements and nodded with a smile.

"You two, please come in."

Nie Feng is also full of questions now.

The three entered the room and sat down.

Nie Feng poured a cup of tea for both of them.

Yeluchu said, "Brother Nie must have a lot of questions in his mind right now?"

"good."

Nie Feng looked at his empty sleeves and said, "I really can't imagine that you would..."

"Didn't expect my arm to break?"

Yeluchu smiled calmly: "It's still the same sentence, one arm is exchanged for one life, it's actually quite cost-effective."

"With your identity, who in Khitan would dare to do such a thing?"

"Not Khitan."

Yeluchu shook his head.

"Is that from Song Dynasty?"

Nie Feng was taken aback for a moment.

But Yeluchu still shook his head, and said strangely after talking with a smile: "Could it be us Xixia people?"

"Not at all."

Yeluchu shook his head and smiled wryly, "Maybe they are not human at all."

"not human?"

Nie Feng and Tan Yixiao let out a low voice at the same time.

"That's right, the group of things that intercepted me are recorded in the Khitan royal family's Buddhist scriptures pavilion. They are not people from our dimension, but visitors from the outer space in ancient times."

"Devil!"

Nie Feng and Tan Yixiao spoke at the same time again.

"Yes, in the ancient books, the ancestors of ancient times called it a demon." Yeluchu took a deep breath, "I encountered more than a dozen demons that day, and all the subordinates around me died in battle. He and I Lian fought and retreated, I lost an arm, and Helian lost both legs, if Master and his old man hadn't appeared in time, the two of us would have died in the hands of those heavenly demons long ago."

(End of this chapter)