Final Volume Chapter 18

Final Volume Chapter 18

At this time, Nie Zhen was completely unaware that he was in danger. He still regarded Tang Yin as one of his own. He said cheerfully: "Of course I am determined to be the Holy King. Read the full text."

Tang Yin shrugged, then stood up and said slowly: "It's just that Elder Nie is not the most ideal candidate for the Holy King in my heart!"

Nie Zhen was startled, then laughed, shook his head and said: "His Royal Highness Feng Wang is so good at joking. I am not your most ideal candidate for the Holy King, so who is it?"

Tang Yin said solemnly: "Ren Xiaoren is your master. Brother Ren values ​​​​love and righteousness, and is generous and benevolent. For this king, no matter in public or private life, Brother Ren is the only candidate for the Holy King."

Ren Xiao is indifferent by nature, neither fighting nor greedy. This is exactly what Tang Yin likes. And the most important point is that Ren Xiao is much easier to control than Nie Zhen. With him as the Holy King, Tang Yin will feel more at ease with Shenchi. I believe that in the future The divine pool can also be used by oneself.

No matter how delirious Nie Zhen was, he felt something was wrong at this time. He looked at Tang Yin longingly and asked in a low voice: "What does His Highness Feng Wang mean by this? Is it possible that His Highness wants to abandon me and support Mr. Ren instead?" "

Tang Yin was amused. He slowly raised his hand and slowly pulled out the sword hanging from his waist. He lowered his head and admired the blade of the sword. He flicked his fingertips and made a pleasant dragon roar. He said with a smile: "Nie The elder himself has said that he is determined to win the position of Holy King. If the king recommends my brother to come to power, Elder Nie will definitely be dissatisfied and plot revenge. I don’t want to leave such a hidden danger. "

As he spoke, he raised his head to meet Nie's horrified gaze and said with a smile: "Furthermore, four of the five great elders of Shenchi have left. After all, Elder Nie has worked with them for decades and has a deep friendship. , I think you should just go with them!"

Now Nie Zhenke had completely sobered up. His expression suddenly changed. He subconsciously stood up and said at the same time: "His Royal Highness Feng Wang, are you going to..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy. Everything around him seemed to be spinning rapidly around him. His body swayed back and forth, and finally he couldn't hold on anymore and sat back feebly.

Tang Yin shook the sword in his hand, and heard a whirring sound, and black flames ignited on the sword. That is the unique skill of the inner sect cultivators of the dark system, the fire of darkness.

Nie Zhen finally felt the murderous aura emanating from Tang Yin's body. He took a deep breath, hurriedly turned his head, and shouted to Qin He beside him: "He'er, protect me and leave this place quickly!"

Qin He kept his head lowered. After a long pause, he stood up expressionlessly and walked slowly towards Tang Yin. Seeing this, Nie Zhen screamed: "He'er, you are no match for the Wind King, take me away quickly!"

Unexpectedly, Qin He didn't even pay attention to him, let alone fight with Tang Yin. Instead, he walked directly past Tang Yin and stood behind him politely.

Nie Zhen was stunned for a moment, and everything became clear. It turned out that Qin He had been colluding with the Feng King, and this wine... must have been tampered with by him.

Thinking of this, Nie Zhen was so angry that he trembled and said angrily: "Evil disciple, evil disciple! I was so blind back then that I raised a white-eyed wolf like you!"

While talking, Nie Zhen used his spiritual energy to put on his spiritual armor and make a last stand against Tang Yin. The latter saw it clearly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Elder Nie still wants to fight with me? Don't say you can't use the strength now, even if you can use the strength, the spiritual energy will not be concentrated!"

"It turns out...it turns out that you have planned to get rid of me for a long time..." As expected, the spiritual energy in Nie Zhen's body could not be condensed. His eyes were about to burst into flames, and he stared at Tang Yin without blinking.

Tang Yin walked up to Nie Zhen with his sword in hand, lowered his head and looked at him with pity, and said: "It is not so much that Dongfang Yehuai and Huangfu Xiutai are the personal troubles of Elder Nie, but rather that they are the troubles of this king. Fortunately, Elder Nie is doing his best. If you get rid of these two people for me, I will not make things difficult for Elder Nie, and I will give you a happy ending!"

"Tang Yin, you... you are so cruel... I treat you sincerely, but you... you want to murder me?" Nie Zhen struggled to stand up, but failed to stand up after trying several times.

Tang Yin said quietly: "It seems that Elder Nie still hasn't understood who will be the Holy King of the Divine Pond. This is related to the relationship between Feng Kingdom and the Divine Pond. How can it be confused with personal friendship?"

Having said this, he paused for a moment and said calmly: "Now, does Elder Nie have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Nie Zhen put his hand on the table to prevent himself from falling to the ground. He gritted his teeth and said: "My wish is to cut you into pieces! Tang Yin, you are a despicable and shameless villain. Even if I become a ghost, I will not Let me let you go..."

Tang Yin looked up and smiled and said: "If there were ghosts in the world, I would have been killed by ghosts thousands of times. However, since Elder Nie wants to be a ghost, I will help you!"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his sword, aimed it at Nie Zhen's chest, and stabbed it hard.

Watching him stabbing with a sword, Nie Zhen was unable to dodge, let alone block, with a rare look of horror and despair in his eyes.

At the moment when the sword was about to approach, he turned to look at Qin He behind Tang Yin, hoping that he could still remember the relationship between master and disciple and come to the rescue in times of crisis. However, Qin He just lowered his head and stood there. There, motionless.

It’s over! Nie Zhen lamented in his heart. He didn't expect that he had been plotting his whole life, but in the end, he was plotted by Tang Yin, a yellow-haired boy.

flutter! The sword thrust was precise and ferocious, hitting Nie Zhen's chest right in the middle. The sword's edge penetrated his chest and came out behind him.

As the sword penetrated his body, the dark fire attached to the sword rushed up Nie Zhen's body and burned into his body.

"Ah -" Nie Zhen let out a heart-rending scream. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word. Only thick white mist continued to emit from his mouth, nose and pores all over his body.

As the great elder of Shenchi and the top wood spiritual cultivator, Nie Zhen's cultivation level is comparable to that of Huangfu Xiutai. His spiritual energy is so strong that even if he is burned by the fire of darkness, it will be difficult for him to burn it out in an instant.

Tang Yin's sword was like piercing a huge balloon filled with spiritual energy. A large amount of spiritual energy surged out of Nie Zhen's body and gathered in the air without breaking up. As the spiritual energy emerged from Nie Zhen's body, it became more and more More and more, the aura condensed in the air is getting bigger and bigger.

The spiritual energy that had lost its owner seemed to be alive, split into two streams, and quickly penetrated into Tang Yin's body along his nostrils.

In fact, Tang Yin did not expect that the spiritual energy extracted from Nie Zhen would be so rich, so rich that his body could no longer support it.

It took a full five minutes before the spiritual energy in Nie Zhen's body was exhausted. His body fell straight down like a mummy. But for Tang Yin, the matter was far from over. There was too much spiritual energy condensed in the air. They were not under Tang Yin's control, they just kept drilling into his body.

After all the spiritual energy in the air was absorbed by Tang Yin, when he looked at him again, his face turned red as if he was about to bleed.

He frowned, bent down, and shouted in a deep voice to the stunned people around him: "Get out! You all get out first! No one has to come in without my permission!"

"Your Majesty, what are you..." Qin He took two steps forward with concern, and was about to reach out to help him. Tang Yin fiercely waved his arm, opened Qin He's door, and said sternly: "Get out!"

Everyone present was shocked by him. They didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly walked out of the Chinese military tent. After seeing everyone leave, Tang Yin finally couldn't help but spit out blood arrows. He wiped the corners of his mouth haphazardly, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating attentively.

He could clearly feel that the spiritual energy he had just absorbed merged with the spiritual energy in his body, causing his spiritual energy to more than double in an instant. He was now like a balloon that had been inflated to the extreme, and it was still... If you keep being exaggerated, the final result can only be that you are overwhelmed and explode. With his current physique, he cannot hold so much spiritual energy, and the only way to deal with it is to complete another rebirth.

Tang Yin knew very well how painful and dangerous the process of rebirth was. He could not allow others to disturb him at this time. Even the slightest distraction could lead to his death. This was why he dismissed everyone present.

Outside the Chinese army tent, Asan, Asi, Yin Lan, Qin He and the guards did not leave, they all stayed outside. Yin Lan said worriedly: "The king looks very painful, should we invite the medical officer?"

"No!" Asan and Asi hurriedly waved their hands to stop him and said, "The king has an order. No one is allowed to enter without the king's permission. Have you forgotten?"

"But I'm worried that the king will be in danger!" Yin Lan rubbed her hands together anxiously.

Qin He said quietly: "The king sucked the master with the fire of darkness... and sucked Nie Zhen's spiritual energy, and Nie Zhen's cultivation level was even better than that of the king. The spiritual energy surged instantly, and the king's body naturally couldn't bear it."

"Then what should we do?" Yin Lan asked.

Qin He shook his head and said faintly: "I'm afraid no external force can help. This can only be handled by the king himself."

Yin Lan was about to speak when she suddenly heard a crunching sound and intermittent moans coming from the Zhongjun tent. She said anxiously: "Then we have to think of a way quickly, we can't just stand here!"

Qin He said sternly: "Dark spiritual martial arts are mysterious, I believe the king can handle it!"

"Can you guarantee that the king will be safe and sound?"

"I...I don't know." How could Qin He dare to make such a guarantee and shook his head repeatedly.

Yin Lan glared at him fiercely, looked at Asan and Asi again and said, "I'll go find the medical officer!"

"No! Your Majesty has an order that no one is allowed to enter!" Ah San and Ah Si both objected.

"You two... are so stupid!" Yin Lan stamped her feet angrily, and finally walked to the side, squatted down, and listened carefully to what was going on in the camp.

Talking about Tang Yin in the camp, it took him more than an hour to be reborn. When he returned to normal, he was lying naked on the ground, and his body was covered with scarlet blood. , the ground was dyed red in a big pool.