Chapter 988: Power of Contract

Since the fall of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Yue Jin has not appeared. It turns out that she is in the hands of Xue Tu Ling!

The Thunder Net enveloped Xue Tu Ling, and the terrible thunder power raged in the space.

At this time, as long as Nie Tian moved his mind, he could kill Xue Tu Ling on the spot.

"Where is she?" Nie Tian's eyes were gloomy and he spoke coldly.

Yue Jin was the Saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and she could not be considered Nie Tian's friend, but the former had entered the Fengyun Forbidden Land with him after all, and she was not a bad person, but was used by Yue Rushuang.

If Yue Jin could be saved, Nie Tian would naturally save her.

"I want you to promise that if I tell you the whereabouts of the Heavenly Demon Saint, you will let me go." Xue Tu Ling trembled, the black light converged to the extreme, and spoke carefully.

"Hehe!" Nie Tian smiled coldly, and the Thunder Net suddenly trembled, as if it would fall down in the next moment and destroy Xue Tu Ling directly.

"Xue Tu Ling, at this time, are you still qualified to negotiate with me?" Nie Tian said lightly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He would save Yue Jin, but he would never accept Xue Tu Ling's threats.

Moreover, Nie Tian believed that Xue Tu Ling might only know the whereabouts of Yue Jin, but Yue Jin might not be in his hands.

If Xue Tu Ling really caught Yue Jin, why didn't he borrow a body to be reborn, and why did he have to absorb the power of the Nine Yin Altar?

"Tell me, where is Yue Jin?" Nie Tian spoke again, with a more obvious killing intent.

"She, she is in the hands of my master!" Xue Tu Ling felt the killing intent in Nie Tian and couldn't help shouting.

"Master?" Nie Tian's eyes suddenly sank, his face became low, and he asked coldly: "Who is your master?"

He didn't expect that there was a master behind Xue Tu Ling.

"I, I can't say!" Xue Tu Ling's face became terrified and his voice trembled.

"Speak!" Nie Tian's eyes flashed with cold light, the thunder net tightened slightly, and Xue Tu Ling's black light became dimmer.

"Yes, it's Lin Feng!" Xue Tu Ling couldn't bear the pressure of the Thunder Net and said a name.

"Lin Feng?" Nie Tian was stunned and his expression was stiff.

Yue Jin was taken away by Lin Feng, which he could accept because Lin Feng had been protecting Yue Jin when he was in Fengyun Forbidden Land.

But Xue Tu Ling said that Lin Feng was his master, what did that mean?

Nie Tian's eyes sank and locked onto Xue Tu Ling, seeing that the latter was not lying.

"You said Lin Feng is your master, why?" Nie Tian asked solemnly.

Before in Fengyun Forbidden Land, Nie Tian had doubted Lin Feng's identity, but later Lin Feng helped him kill Yue Rushuang, and it seemed that he was a brother with Lin Feng, so Nie Tian no longer doubted him.

At this time, Xue Tu Ling actually said that Lin Feng was his master, which made Nie Tian confused.

"Master, I..." At this moment, Xue Tu Ling suddenly became extremely frightened and shouted nervously, but only said half of it, and then a strange force appeared directly.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the black light suddenly exploded and disappeared directly.

"Huh?" The sudden scene made Nie Tian suddenly stunned, and his expression froze.

An Huailin was in

It seemed that the Blood Slaughter Spirit noticed something and committed suicide directly!

"This is the power of some kind of contract!" After a while, Nie Tian reacted and said solemnly.

Just now, a force descended out of thin air and directly wiped out the Blood Slaughter Spirit.

Nie Tian felt the restraining power of a contract, just like the soul blood contract between him and the Corpse Demon Lord. As long as he moved his mind, he could directly kill the Corpse Demon Lord.

The power of the contract is so terrifying!

"Lin Feng, did you kill the Blood Slaughter Spirit?" Nie Tian murmured to himself, and his doubts in his heart became heavier.

Lin Feng, it seems that Nie Tian underestimated this person from the beginning.

"The master of the Blood Slaughter Spirit! Lin Feng, what exactly are you?" Nie Tian felt his head was big, and he really couldn't figure it out, so he had to force himself not to think about it.

Yue Jin was in Lin Feng's hands, and he didn't know what the latter wanted to do to her.

With a soft sigh, Nie Tian's figure fell.

The Nine Yin Altar resumed its normal operating speed, and the power of the Saint's Bone was slowly absorbed by the altar.

"Master Nie Tian, ​​this is the last batch of Saint's Bones. As long as the altar absorbs the power of this batch of Saint's Bones, it will be truly restored." An Huailin finally reacted, came to Nie Tian, ​​and said solemnly.

Nie Tian nodded, but he was currently facing a very troublesome thing, that is, how to open the altar.

It seems that the blood demon power of Xue Tu Ling can stimulate the power of the altar. Unfortunately, Xue Tu Ling is dead.

Nie Tian has the Desolate Heritage in his hand, but he cannot stimulate the power in the heritage, which is a bit troublesome.

"An Huailin, how long will it take for the Nine Yin Altar to recover?" Nie Tian asked, he wanted to know how long he had to prepare.

An Huailin once said that it would take about a month, but Nie Tian did not believe it.

"Half, half a month." An Huailin hesitated and said.

"Half a month." Nie Tian frowned, it seems that he didn't have much time left.

"An Huailin, I'm not from Wanmo Longyuan." After thinking for a while, Nie Tian suddenly spoke.

"This..." An Huailin was stunned for a moment, slightly surprised.

Nie Tian smiled faintly, with a calm face.

In fact, whether he is from Wanmo Longyuan or not is not important at all. An Huailin has seen his strength, which is the most important thing.

An Huailin had suspected Nie Tian's identity before, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Master Nie Tian, ​​I will stand on your side." An Huailin was very smart and expressed his willingness to stand with Nie Tian.

The Nine Yin Altar, everyone can think of it. There will be a big battle between Nie Tian and Wanmo Longyuan, so An Huailin must choose a side between the two.

"An Huailin, you are a smart person, I won't keep you in suspense." Since Nie Tian has exposed his identity, of course he is no longer afraid of anything, and said directly: "As long as you help me get the Nine Yin Altar, I will let you be the master of the Snowy Icefield. And I will find a way to make your strength promoted to the Heavenly Emperor Realm, how about it?"

"Promote to the Heavenly Emperor Realm!" An Huailin was stunned, and his throat rolled involuntarily.

If someone else gave him such a promise, he would have thought that person was crazy.

But Nie Tian is different, because he has seen a Heavenly Emperor Realm strongman in Nie Tian.

"Master Nie Tian, ​​I am willing to assist you in obtaining the Nine Yin Altar. An Huailin will follow your lead!" An Huailin knelt on one knee in front of Nie Tian and spoke solemnly.

"Very good." Nie Tian smiled faintly and motioned An Huailin to stand up.

With An Huailin's help, Nie Tian's chances of taking the Nine Yin Altar increased.

Then, Nie Tian left without delay and returned to his room.

"To open the Nine Yin Altar, it needs the power of the most yin and cold. The power in the Desolate Heritage is the power of the most yin and cold. How can I control the power of the Desolate Heritage?" Nie Tian frowned and thought deeply.

"Master, I know!" At this moment, the voice of the Corpse Demon Lord suddenly rang out, saying four words: "Soul-splitting power!"