At the moment when Nie Qiu was knocked away by the demon dragon, Nie Tian's figure appeared above the demon dragon's head, terrifying sword intent surged from his body, and he slashed down with a sharp sword. "Bang!" The sword intent was so sharp that it directly penetrated the demon dragon's head. The terrifying sword energy bloomed. In a bloody light, the demon dragon's head exploded instantly, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Nie Tian stretched out his palm and held a black spiritual core. It was the spiritual core of a demon dragon. It was about the size of a fist and released a violent aura. The last demonic dragon was finally dealt with. "Nie Qiu!" Nie Tian's figure fell down and came to Nie Qiu's side. The latter's figure became much darker and seemed to disappear soon. With a thought in Nie Tian's mind, Nie Qiu returned directly to the furnace of hell. "Jian Lao, is he okay?" Nie Tian felt that Nie Qiu's aura had become weak and asked worriedly. "He was seriously injured." The old swordsman nodded slightly and said, "He was originally a soul body. After his original soul power was wiped out, his body was almost entirely condensed by the holy flame of the starry sky. The blow just now hit him The damage caused is huge and it will take at least several months to recover.” "Yes." Nie Tian nodded. In the next period of time, he would not let Nie Qiu come out again. In fact, until now, Nie Tian has not yet made a clear distinction as to whether Nie Qiu is a human being or just a weapon without emotions.

Nie Qiu, whose soul power has been wiped out, is more like a weapon than a person. He has no emotion or ruthlessness, only strength. The strength of the last demonic dragon just now has returned to the Heavenly Emperor realm. Without Nie Qiu, Nie Tian would not have been able to kill it with one strike. After killing all the demon dragons, Nie Tian's body became very weak, his face was as pale as paper, and he had reached his limit. "Nie Tian, ​​are you okay?" Mo Ruxi walked over, her face looking nervous. Nie Tian smiled lightly and said it was okay. The battle just now had almost exhausted his energy, and he was in great need of rest at this moment. "An Huailin, do you think something's wrong with me?" Nie Tian's eyes trembled slightly, his eyes locked on An Huailin, his tone playful. Of course he knew what An Huailin was thinking at this moment, and he definitely wanted to take advantage of Nie Tian's weakness to suddenly kill him. "Of course it's okay." An Huailin was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. Sweat beaded on his forehead and his back was cold. At that moment, he saw Nie Tian's face was pale and his breath was weak, and he did have evil thoughts in his heart. Nie Tian's strength was terrifying, far beyond An Huailin's expectations. An Huailin was not a fool. He vaguely guessed that Nie Tian's identity might be very terrifying, and it was definitely more than what he seemed. Just the strength that Nie Tian showed just now is no weaker than the Ten Thousand Demons Dragon Head. Could such a person be from the Ten Thousand Demons Dragon Abyss? An Huailin's restless thoughts only existed for a moment. After being asked by Nie Tian, ​​he no longer dared to have any delusions. Nie Tian was too strong, and an emaciated camel was bigger than a horse. An Huailin did not dare to risk his life. Nie Tian smiled faintly and ignored An Huailin. After a while, Nie Tian removed all the spirit cores of the demon dragon and cut out the dragon's heart at the heart of the demon dragon. This is where the essence of the demon dragon's power lies. As for the corpse of the demon dragon, Nie Tian had no interest in it. "Lord Nie Tian, ​​Ancestor Bingxue is dead, how do we get out of here?" An Huailin watched from the side and waited until Nie Tian finished his work before saying.

"We are standing at the exit, how do you get out?" Nie Tian laughed and looked up into the sky. The ice valley beneath their feet was the exit from the Ying family's ancestral land. However, it was previously guarded by a spiritual formation and could not be entered casually. Now that the spiritual formation was broken, one could naturally exit directly. An Huailin was stunned and looked embarrassed. It seems that Nie Tian's perception is extremely strong and he can see through everything at a glance. Without any further delay, the three of them rose into the sky and rushed out of the world under the ice. "Crack! Bang!" The ice layer was broken directly, and Nie Tian and the others appeared in a remote corner of the palace. "An Huailin, I'll go back to the Imperial Master's Mansion first. I'll leave the palace affairs to you." Nie Tian said and left with Mo Ruxi. Now the situation in the snow-covered ice field has completely changed. The prince is dead, the emperor is dead, and the ancestor is also dead. An Huailin is not a fool, and this is the best time for him, as a national master, to take up the position. There is sometimes a gap between the national preceptor and the emperor. Nie Tian saw that An Huailin was a very capable person and would definitely be able to stabilize the situation in the snow-covered ice field. Soon, Nie Tian and Mo Ruxi returned to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. Nie Tian urgently needed to regain his strength and returned directly to the room. "Demon Dragon's Heart!" After closing the door, Nie Tian did not rest immediately. Instead, he took out a Demonic Dragon's Heart, which was the size of a human head. It was completely black but glowing with crystal luster. The energy was released and filled the entire room. "This aura is very similar to the dragon aura. It seems that the demon dragon is really a subspecies of the divine dragon clan." Nie Tian murmured, feeling the sub-dragon aura in the space. In his previous life, he had no dragon veins in his body, so he did not have a deep understanding of dragon energy. However, at this time, he was certain that the demon dragon must be a descendant of the dragon clan. "The demon dragon is a ninth-level spiritual beast. The demon dragon's heart is where the power of the demon dragon lies. As long as I can absorb the power of the demon dragon's heart, my strength can be improved again." Nie Tian smiled faintly, and three people appeared in front of him. Zu Xuan Ding. At this time, he had no immediate news, but was preparing to refine the heart of the demon dragon and refine the dragon energy. Taking a deep breath, Nie Tian took several elixirs, recovered his vitality a little, and then stopped waiting. The Nine Heavens Fire Art in his body began to operate, and a blazing fire ignited in the three-legged black cauldron. Nie Tian directly threw the nine demon dragon hearts into the three-legged black cauldron, and all his mind was sensing the changes in the demon dragon heart. Now Nie Tian's strength is the sixth level of heaven and man, and the power of 260 billion stars has awakened in his body. His mental power has reached the eighty-sixth level. In addition, his consciousness has merged with the black cauldron divine pattern, so his control over the flame is not much different from that in his previous life. The three-legged black cauldron is the aura of the ten ancient alchemy cauldrons, which has a great effect on the flame. Even though the demon dragon heart is extremely difficult to refine, it still begins to melt slowly in the black cauldron. Waves of breath surged in the room, and the dragon aura was so rich that it was almost liquefied. "Who is this guy?" Seeing Nie Tian's powerful mental power and his skillful control over the flames, Jian Lao couldn't help but become confused. "He is only twenty years old, but his strength in all aspects is difficult to achieve even for warriors who have lived for hundreds of years. Nie Tian, ​​what secrets are hidden in you?" "My master was once the number one god of war in heaven. Not many people know this secret. Even an old monster like you would never guess it." The Demon Lord Shiluo saw Jian Lao's doubts and murmured in his heart with a smug smile on his face.