Inverse Sword God

Chapter 8464 Mister Ningbei: Murong Pingcheng, be my maid!

In the end, Murong Pingcheng was even better.

She won the battle.

The owner of the Hall of Divine Fire sighed: No way. Looks like I'm getting old.

Fairy Qingcheng, the seeds of the Great Way are yours.

Give up.

Murong poured into the city with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

With a wave of his hand, he grabbed the seeds of the avenue.

Feeling the aura of the avenue from above, she was extremely happy.

With the power absorbed from the top, her cultivation could be increased.

Farewell.

She prepared to leave and continued to look for the seeds of the avenue.

The Lord of the Divine Fire nodded and was ready to leave.

But at this time, the clay was loose, and it was a light again, and rolled out.

It's a kind of road again.

When I saw this scene, the air rested for a moment.

Then, a shout came out.

Murong Qingcheng was stunned, as was the owner of the Divine Fire Palace.

Unexpectedly, such a change would occur?

The owner of the Divine Fire Palace looked at Murong Pingcheng and said, “Continue to discuss everything.

Murong Qingcheng shook his head and said, "No.

Since everyone is an ally, I'll give you this one.

The Master of the Divine Fire Palace laughed. Fairy Qingcheng, you really understand!

Then I'm welcome.

The owner of the Divine Fire Palace took up the seeds of the Second Great Way.

But at this time, the seed of the third avenue and the seed of the fourth avenue.

Get out of the pot again, get out.

Two rays of light, like stars, swayed in the void.

The crowd gleamed.

Everyone's eyes were stunned. Everyone's eyes stared at the clay.

Looks like this pottery can is not ordinary!

There may be more than one kind of road in the pottery pot.

We must inspect this pottery.

The Lord of the Divine Fire Hall thought to himself.

She said to Murong Qingcheng: We divided the two avenues.

Then, explore this mysterious pottery pot together!

Murong Qingcheng nodded.

Next, the two of them split up, the seeds of the two avenues.

But at this moment, a shock came from the void.

After all, it is a kind of avenue. I have no mistake in sensing it.

Hand over the seeds of the Great Path, and let you live.

Another icy voice sounded.

At the same time, there was a tremendous pressure.

When he sensed this power, the powerful cultivators of the Divine Fire trembled.

I couldn't help but want to kneel.

Even the owner of the Divine Fire Palace changed his expression.

She also felt a terrible threat.

Murong Qingcheng frowned as well.

When her wrist flipped, she closed the road first.

Then he turned his head and looked.

She found that there were many figures in the void.

These bodies had powerful divine fire, vast laws, and swept the wilderness.

One head at a time, one head at a time, super strong bloodline.

These are the people of the Divine Clan.

Not only that, but there was also a figure overlooking the world on the robe of these people.

This is the hallmark of the Immortal League.

These people, too, belonged to the Immortal League.

When they came, they immediately blocked the whole void.

Countless eyes focused on Murongping City and the owner of the Divine Fire Palace.

Later, someone laughed and said: So it was the people in the divine domain.

There was one, and there was Lin Wushuang's woman.

Looks like we're in luck!

The owner of the Divine Fire Palace snorted coldly: Knowing that we are from the divine realm, why don't you go away?

Oh, is the sanctuary awesome?

These people in the Fairy League laughed evenly.

Those who spoke were those with golden horns on their heads. They were powerful members of the Golden Horn Divine Clan.

They and Lin Xuan had an inexorable grudge.

Lin Xuan slashed their sons. This revenge, they must take revenge.

Your domain is strong. But in front of the Immortal League, he also had to bow his head.

This time, he spoke to a powerful cultivator of the Aoki Divine Clan.

His name is Celestial Star.

He himself was a divine medicine. He practiced against the heavens and turned into a doll.

Has strong power.

Just grab it.

You two are not our opponents at all.

Heavenly Nanxing said at a high altitude.

That's right, the former powerful cultivator of the Golden Horn Clan, the Golden Blade God.

He also said coldly, "I will cast my hand now."

I promise, I'll give you a painful way to die.

Kill them. Isn't it too convenient for them?

I have a way of better striking Lin Wuyou.

Isn't this Murong Qingcheng, the invincible woman of Lin?

Just in time, I'm missing a maid.

Why don't you let her be my maid?

A young man in a white coat said with a smile.

This person comes from the Ning family.

This Ning family, also a desolate ancient family, has only recently woken up.

This young man is the genius of the Ning family, Ningbei.

After hearing this, the other people also laughed.

Someone laughed and said: "Ningbei Mindzi, this is a good idea.

It's estimated that Lin Wuwei will vomit blood in a depressed manner!

Look at that Lin Xuan, how dare you dare to be arrogant in front of us?

Murong Qingcheng's expression was hard to see.

In her eyes, a glimmer of melancholy appeared. The power of the Phoenix exploded in her body.

A phoenix phantom dashed toward the Nine Heavens.

She wants to do it.

The owner of the Divine Fire Palace beside him said, "Don't be impulsive. There are too many of them."

Moreover, there are more than 90 ranks of strong cultivators.

The two of us are really not opponents.

Try to break through.

When necessary, they can be guided away by the kind of road in their hands.

After all, life is the only hope.

Want to go? No chance. Ningbei sneered.

With a swing of his palm, the sky and the earth were covered with ice in an instant.

A huge ice cage enveloped the heavens and the earth.

Surrender to me and become my maid.

Ning walked towards Murong Pingcheng in the North Dynasty.

He emerged from his body, a terrible law of ice.

This supreme road, like an eternal mountain of gods, falls quickly.

Murong Qingcheng waved his hands and activated the Great Divine Ability of the Phoenix Divine Clan.

A phoenix phantom flew forward and crashed into those eternal icebergs.

A dull voice came from the sky.

The icebergs were not broken at all, but shaken a little.

Soon, these phoenix phantoms were suppressed.

Ningbei shook his head and said, "It's useless. You are not my opponent at all.

My cultivation far exceeds yours.

Don't say it's you. Even if Lin Wuyue is in front of me, he still has to submit.

The other disciples of the Ning family also laughed at the fact that we had reached the 97th level of cultivation.

With a strong bloodline, you can defeat Rank 99.

Do you think you can resist?

While we were at Ningbei Mindzi, we were still not really angry.

You'd better be a good servant.

Otherwise, you're going to end up in terrible trouble.

After listening to Murong Pengcheng, his face was extremely daunting.

The 97th Rank Progenitor can compete against the 99th Rank Progenitor.

It's definitely beyond her.

Murong Qingcheng, although now very strong.

But yes, he was only a little stronger than the owner of the Divine Fire Palace.

Below rank 85, she can compete.

But once she passes the rank of 85, she will be suppressed.

Above Rank 90, she is not an opponent at all.

Not to mention the 97th.

Only Lin Xuan could compete.

She had delivered the message before.

Thinking about it now, Brother Xuan should be on the road.

If they can't break through, they can only make the best of it.

Come and wait for Lin Xuan to arrive.

Miko Ningbei, why do you have to do it yourself when you're dealing with someone like this?

Let me do it!

On this side of the Ning family, an 88-stage Divine King came out with a smile.

It's okay.

Ning Bei nodded and stood with his hand in hand.

The opponent was not qualified to do so.

You want me to bow down? You dream.

In Murong Qingcheng's eyes, a glimmer appeared.

The Phoenix's power exploded into a Phoenix Fire.

Really not, she is Nirvana.

In short, we won't let them win.

Got a temper, I like it.

Ningbei laughed.

In front of him, the 88-stage Divine King of the Ning Family also snorted coldly.

Probing out his palm, he grabbed Murong Yingcheng.