Chapter 865: Accepting Orders

"Is the Holy Lord okay?" Seeing that Ni Jianming's aura had dissipated and he had returned to his original strength, and his expression had returned to normal, the elders of the Nilong Clan were all stunned and looked at the scene in disbelief.

What method did Nie Tian use to suppress the power of the Jueying Restriction?

Jueying Restriction, this is the power of the restriction in Ni Jianming's body!

The power of the Jueying Restriction is unimaginable. When the Xuanlong Demon Saint was at the God Realm, he could not suppress the power of the restriction.

Nie Tian only has the strength of the ninth level of Tianyan, how could he suppress the Jueying Restriction?

It's really weird!

The people of the Nilong Clan didn't know that Nie Tian didn't suppress the Jueying Restriction at all, but sealed Ni Jianming's past life memory.

The memory of the past life stimulated Ni Jianming's strength to recover, and the stronger the strength, the stronger the power of the restriction. As long as this memory is sealed, the power of the restriction will naturally weaken temporarily.

However, this is not a long-term solution after all. When Ni Jianming is sixteen years old, his memory can no longer be sealed, and the Jueying restriction will still wipe him out.

Fortunately, Ni Nan has said just now that Ni Jianming is only thirteen years old, and there are still three years before he turns sixteen, so there is no rush.

"Brother Nie Tian, ​​what happened just now?" Ni Jianming stood up and saw that everyone's eyes had changed. The previous murderous intent turned into shock, and even with a hint of gratitude, he couldn't help asking.

Nie Tian looked at Ni Jianming's reaction and had no impression of what happened just now. This may not be a bad thing for him now.

"It's okay now. The clan leader and the elder have agreed just now. Not only will they not kill me, but they will also let me use the Qilin blood." Nie Tian smiled faintly, looked at the clan leader Ni Nan and the elder Ni Qifeng, and said: "Two, am I right?"

Ni Nan and Ni Qifeng's faces suddenly became embarrassed, not knowing how to respond.

Just now, Ni Jianming briefly restored the memory of the Xuanlong Saint Lord and ordered them not to kill Nie Tian, ​​but to heal Nie Tian and tell them everything that happened that year.

As for how Nie Tian, ​​the fatalist, wants to punish the Nilong clan, the Nilong clan must accept it completely.

Although the memory of the Xuanlong Saint Lord in Ni Jianming's mind has disappeared at this moment, his identity has not changed, and what he said just now is still valid.

Unless, the Nilong clan wants the order of the Xuanlong Demon Saint!

"Father, do you really agree to heal Brother Nie Tian?" Ni Jianming heard Nie Tian's words, and his face showed excitement that could not be concealed, and he shouted in surprise.

Ni Nan raised his head slightly, and saw that Ni Jianming had returned to normal. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "I agree with the words of the Saint Lord!"

In any case, even if Ni Jianming is the reincarnation of the Xuanlong Demon Saint, he is his son after all.

Nie Tian saved Ni Jianming's life, and just for this reason, Ni Nan could not kill Nie Tian again.

The elder looked at Ni Nan deeply and finally nodded.

Of course, he understood what Ni Nan meant by "agreeing with the words of the Holy Lord". The latter was willing to let the Nilong tribe pay the price for what happened back then. The grievances of hundreds of thousands of years needed to be settled.

"Subordinates are willing to obey the orders of the Holy Lord." Seeing that the clan leader and the great elder had agreed, the other elders could no longer stop them, and they knelt down and shouted in unison.

"Everyone, get up!" Ni Jianming was very excited and waved his hand to signal everyone to get up.

Nie Tian exhaled a breath of turbid air in his heart, and the cold sweat on his back gradually subsided.

If he couldn't save Ni Jianming's life just now, I don't know if the people of the Nilong tribe would obey the orders of the Xuanlong Demon Saint.

Now, Nie Tian was very excited, not because he could use the Qilin blood immediately to restore the foundation of martial arts, but because he would soon know what happened to the destruction of the dragon tribe back then?

Perhaps, he could get clues about the dragon tribe's Longquan veins from the people of the Nilong tribe.

But he didn't believe in fate, and he was very disdainful of any prophecy of heaven.

Even Nie Tian felt that he was not the fatalist in the prophecy.

The fatalist is a person with innate dragon veins, and his dragon veins were acquired later, which does not meet the characteristics of the fatalist at all.

However, since the people of the Nilong tribe have determined that he is a fatalist, he will not deny it.

In this situation, even if he explains, the people of the Nilong tribe may not believe it.

"Patriarch, since you have agreed that my friend's injury cannot be delayed, please give us the Qilin blood." Nie Tian stepped forward and said to Ni Nan.

Nie Tian could see that Ni Nan was a sensible person. Since he had agreed to something, he would not regret it.

"Okay!" Ni Nan glanced at Ni Qifeng, nodded solemnly, and said: "Grand Elder, you take them."

"Well." Ni Qifeng said solemnly: "Please follow me."

Now the fate of the Nilong tribe is in the hands of Nie Tian. If the latter knows all the truth and refuses to forgive the Nilong tribe and is determined to destroy the Nilong tribe, can the Nilong tribe still resist?

After all, the order of the Black Dragon Demon Saint had been given, and they had accepted the arrangement.

"Boss, I'm not injured, so I don't have to go..." Jin Dabao stepped forward and smiled.

Before he could finish, Nie Tian glared at him fiercely and said, "Fatty, you are so smart at ordinary times, why do you act stupid when it comes to the critical moment? Do you think the Qilin blood is really just for healing injuries?"

"Then what else can it do?" Jin Dabao swallowed his saliva and asked in surprise.

"Idiot!" Nie Tian cursed in anger and said, "Since the Qilin blood can restore the damaged martial arts foundation, it is definitely more terrifying than the ninth-level spiritual medicine. As long as you take it, not to mention the change in strength, at least it will make your martial body have a qualitative improvement!"

"Damn, so powerful!" Jin Dabao screamed, and said, "Then I will go, I must go."

The thing that can restore the foundation of martial arts is definitely comparable to the destiny spiritual ginseng that Nie Tian got in the Abyss of Chaos before, and it is even more terrifying than the spiritual ginseng.

The Nilong clan, after all, destroyed the existence of the dragon clan. How could the things they regard as sacred objects be simple?

Nie Tian followed Ni Qifeng, Ni Jianming accompanied him, and Han Tian and others were carried by the Nilong clan.

A moment later, Nie Tian and others came to a hidden canyon.

"Huh?" Nie Tian looked at the unknown giant trees around him, his eyes tightened slightly, and his expression was a little surprised. These trees were very strange, and seemed to be arranged in some kind of formation, and they contained a restrained killing intent.

Ni Qifeng turned left and right, as if to avoid the trap in the giant tree killing array.

Nie Tian thought about it and felt relieved.

The Qilin blood is the sacred object of the Nilong clan, so of course there must be heavy defense.

Continuing forward, everyone passed another giant stone killing array, and the killing intent was even stronger.

Fortunately, Ni Qifeng led the way, otherwise these two killing arrays would not be able to pass.

After a while, a thick fog appeared in front, and there seemed to be a figure in the fog.

"Who is it?" At this time, a clear voice sounded, and it was actually a girl's voice!