Lord of All Realms

Time is like water, turning nine years.

In the early morning, when the sun rose, many of the Nie family members gathered in the square, or sat on their knees swallowing the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, or sanding battle skills in the wind of fists and feet.

At the corner of the wide square, the Nie family was a group of 10-year-olds, holding their fists and looking at the stone road to the east with hatred.

“He only has three levels of gas refining, I don't believe he can win all the time! Yesterday, I just broke through again, today I have to teach him a lesson!” Nine years apart, 10-year-old Niehong, with the bead obtained at the rally, has successfully cultivated to the six-story realm of refining gas. When he chewed his teeth, his left finger pointed and the light flashed.

“Brother Hong, he also knows that you have made another breakthrough, shouldn't you dare come today?” Nie Yuandao.

“No, he will definitely come, I know him!” Niehong shook his head.

In the center of the square, the Nie family's guest, Wu Tao, and those 14-5-year-old Nie boys and girls, after cultivation, their eyes from time to time look this way, their faces are full of expressions of interest.

“Nie Yuan, were you saying I didn't dare come? ”

At this moment, a moderate children's voice, coming from a narrow stone road to the east, Ni Tian's figure is clearly much taller than that of a child of his age, slowly emerged.

“Coming"

“I knew that Niehong had just stepped into the six-story realm of refining gas, and he dared to come. He had a lot of nerve! ”

“Interesting! ”

Many elderly Nie boys and girls were excited to hear the familiar voice rang out.

Several guys who were practicing slowly swallowed up and stood up. The dragon walked tiger and practiced boxing. They also stopped, and a gaze of sight gathered all over Nie Tian.

In their eyes, Nietian is a different species.

Nine years later, since the end of the rally, Nietian has not shown any special cultivation properties, and the beast bone he has obtained has not been able to resonate with his spiritual power.

Likewise, when Niehong, Niehyuan and others determined their spiritual properties and turned to cultivate specific spiritual techniques, relying on the spiritual instruments they obtained from the catching congress, each cultivation speed progressed rapidly, Nieh Tian... is still cultivating the most basic gas refining techniques.

Nietian's cultivation enters the country, slowly making people laugh, also leaving the owner Nie Donghai and Nie Xi unprepared.

Surprisingly, however, Nietian's body grew stronger. This allowed him to fight children his age without falling into the wind due to the low level of the gas refining world.

On the contrary, for nine years, all of our peers and Nietian's battles have ended in tragic defeat.

Nietian still has an undefeated track record.

The reason they are concerned about the battle of Nietian is to wonder when the strength of the body will disappear.

Niehong, just yesterday has just entered the realm of the six layers of gas refining, the spirit power in the body holds the power of thunder and lightning, they privately believe that Nietian's undefeated record will end today's First World War.

So they all look forward to the battle.

“Nie Yuan, you were mocking me earlier, right? Why don't you and I practice first?” Ni Tian walked forward, obliquely glanced at Ni far away and spearheaded the provocation.

Ne Yuan practiced to the fifth level of Qi practice, and in his eyes, he distinguished some cowardice.

Nie Yuan subconsciously retreated half a step. "Nie Tian, your opponent today is Brother Hong. If you and Brother Hong have fought and can still stand, I will play with you. ”

“Shameless.” Nie Yi with a pigtail whispered.

“Fine.” Nie Tianman doesn't care, contemptuous: “I really don't need to do everything I can to fight you. ”

“You!” Nie Yuan looked angry.

“Everybody out of the way!” Niehong shouted, indicating the other children to stay away from each other. In the speaking room, his right fist was filled with silk and green electric light.

The Nieh children next to Niehong, all rumors backed away, gave the area to him and Niehtian.

Wu Tao in the center of the square, as well as the older Nie teenagers, at first sight the battle triggered, all laughed, talking, and gathered together.

On a tall stone palace, Nie Donghai stood at the window sill, holding the stone wall with his hands, overlooking the square from above.

For nine years, Nie Donghai took advantage of the rights of the Nie family owner and tried to find out about the man who had harmed Nie.

Unfortunately, he hasn't gotten any wind of the man so far.

The man, appearing as if empty, disappeared suddenly.

The only trace he left was Nie Tian, who was going to fight Nie Hong in the square.

The body of the Nie Donghai is less than a day. He, who was once tall and mighty, has withered like wood. Those who have no vision will know, if they look at him, that he is afraid of running out of time.

On the high stage, watching Ni Tian fight with kids his age, watching Ni Tian win once and for all is already one of his few pleasures.

But he also understands that the boundaries are insufficient, relying only on a strong body, Ni Tian, one day will lose.

He also knows that once Nietian begins to lose, it means that Nietian's strength will never return.

In the future, the gap between Nietian and children of the same age will increase as the situation of those children rises rapidly.

“Will it be today…” Niedong Hailan muttered to himself.

“Chi chi! ”

A loud noise came from the square with Niehong flashing his fists, accompanied by a loud drink, and he rushed to Niehong Tian.

“Well, a little faster than before.” Nie Tian opened his mouth, facing the powerful impact Nie Hong, smiled and didn't mean to give in.

Nie Tian raised his hand and took a step forward brutally. His fist, which was significantly bigger than Nie Hong's, also hit Nie Hong's right fist.

“Bang!”

Two fists struck, a sound of boredom came out, Niehong's impulse stopped.

Ni Tian took two steps back, grinning his teeth and shaking his fist, the silk flashes, as his arm swayed, sputtering away from his fist.

Many spectators gazed and found the back of Nietian's fist with very clear scorched black marks.

“The six layers of refining gas, which seem to be only one boundary away from the five layers, are actually essentially different. The sixth layer allows the spiritual power to escape, while the thunder power hidden in the spiritual power can penetrate into each other's bodies. ”

At the age of fourteen this year, Nie Jiayi, a next-door nephew who has cultivated the eighth floor of gas refining, looked deeply at Nie Tian and shook his head and continued: “Every time a boxer collides, Nie Hong can leave the lightning hidden in his spiritual power inside Nie Tian's body. Thunderbolt will paralyze his flesh and sour, forcing him to split his energies to resist lightning erosion in his residual body. ”

“If it doesn't take long, he will lose his fighting power and let Niehong bully him. ”

“It would be unwise to impose hard touches on three to six layers of refining gas. ”

Nie Jiaqing Wu Tao nodded softly, glanced at Nie's promising glance with appreciation, and said: “Nie Tian is strong in his body. After all these years of fighting, he has long been used to touching hard, and he has not suffered greatly before. But he doesn't know what it means to spill six layers of gas, he must lose today, the record of undefeated... should also be broken after this battle. ”

“To be honest, it's because of his poor talent. If he, like Niehong, is a six-story gas refiner, and his spiritual power also has unique attributes, it will be easy for him to beat Niehong.” Nie Laiduo.

“Do you feel that?” The electric light on your fist flashed out again, Nie Hong, looking cold at Nie Tian still waving his arm, “The silk thunder I left on your hand, has spread to your arm? How does it taste? That hand of yours, it must be sore already, right? ”

“A little.” Nietian grinned, obviously there was some pain, "but it was okay, and it didn't affect me very much. ”

“Still talking hard?” Niehong looked excited, suppressed for nine years, continuously failed him, here seems to finally see the dawn of hope, “doesn't have much impact, does it? Try it more often! ”

“Pfft! Pfft, pfft! ”

Niehong boxing like artillery shells, constantly bombarding Niehong Tian, Nieh Tian really did not give way, or in the same way, strongly responded to Niehong.

After 10 breaths, Niehong took the lead in stopping, breathing heavily, and looking at Nieh Tian like a tiger.

And Ni Tian's hands, they're charcoal, and they light up Mars, and they keep splashing out of their arms.

Everyone can see that Ni Tian even waved his arms, obviously a little stiff.

But Nie Tian's eyes revealed an unprecedented spirit of war, such as a young barbarian who was finally awakened, yelling at Nie Hong: “Go on, why stop? Come on, don't stop! ”

As if he was the one who took the upper hand.