The Gate Of Good Fortune

It's a long shot, that's for sure. Ningcheng can no longer walk away from this long gun after seeing it.

He didn't like flying swords against enemies. He liked long guns or more powerful magic. And the spell he got was the gun technique 'Thirty-six shots of brown ice', which made Ningcheng want a long gun. Unfortunately, he had only one flying sword, nothing else.

There is a long gun here today, and although the part of the gun that shows up on the ground has broken, it is still endlessly appealing to Ningcheng.

Without saying how the people who fight here can fix it, it can cause such a big scene of fighting, fixing it to be no worse and it won't go anywhere. What's wrong with what's left of the two great fixers fighting here?

Ningcheng slowly moved to the center of the vertical and horizontal trench where he fought. Originally, he felt a powerful and pervasive killer on the edge of this trench. As he stepped into this fight, this mighty killer immediately tore his clothes apart.

Killing was like cutting a knife, sweeping from Ningcheng's body, and there were dozens more blood marks immediately all over Ningcheng. Blood stains were shallow, but the bleeding instantly stained Ningcheng's body.

Ningcheng did not dare to take the second step, the attraction of the long gun magic treasure did not withdraw him from this horizontal trench. He stopped, slowly moving, really trying to heal the wounds while slowly moving forward. Even if it takes a few more months, he'll have to get the gun. Alchemy and refiners are not easy, Ningcheng already knows. If he can't get here, he won't be able to sleep at night.

Zhenqi flowed along the meridian of Ningcheng. The Xuan Yellow Pearl, which had stayed in the purple palace, suddenly spinned. A Xuan Yellow scent mixed in the true qi, filling the entire meridian of Ningcheng.

Ningcheng actually sat in this murderous place, and two figures appeared in his head. The two men crossed over Da 'an Forest, one with a long gun and one with a giant axe. The two men shot across the space and the axe was interlaced.

In a short time, only some burnt trees were destroyed in this densely packed area. A killing trajectory in the shadow appeared to have been tacitly sensed by Ningcheng, and his conscious space suddenly stood still on a scene, and the shooting was stabbed with a long shot at the hand of the shadow festival.

The gun carried thousands of shadows, and the killing intent in the shadow kept Ningcheng breathless. So powerful, Ningcheng heart shocked, he suddenly came to alarm, he just felt a little residual long gun killing, so sad. If he was confronted with this terrible killing, he could only close his eyes and wait to die. Or you don't have to wait for him to die, and as soon as that terrible killer comes out, you can totally stir him to nothingness.

This intense and brutal gunshot killer almost swept the entire Da 'an forest and seemed to tear it apart.

He didn't know how to resist the shadow of a giant axe in the face of such terrible destruction. But he seemed to have a strange feeling that the gun was unclear.

All of a sudden, his head hurts so badly that he can no longer capture the Axe. All he could feel was a terrible tear in his head, and the next moment he was bleeding out.

Ningcheng, who vomited a bit of blood, looked a little white, and he still did not retreat. He just stood up slowly, his hand flashed, and the flying sword had appeared in his hand. Meanwhile, his flying sword stabbed out as a growth gun.

“Sex” is like the sound of an arrow. Ningcheng's flying sword carries a long sword, tearing apart the surrounding killer. Or Ningcheng, the sword, has strangled all the kills around him, so that the kills around him will no longer affect him in half.

Is that the fur of the gun? Ningcheng was so excited in his heart, he couldn't believe that he had learned such a shot in such a place. If this gun is fully understood by him, will his combat power rise to a level?

No, Ningcheng suddenly stopped and his face disappeared without a trace. There were clear signs of this in his mind, and it was a fatal one.

There was no way to illuminate countless equally frightening shots when the figure of a longgun was used, and he used an auxiliary gun. That's right, it's an auxiliary gun, because the guy can't really sweep the two of us with one shot, so he uses a couple of auxiliary guns.

And that's why this shot appears to have an extra shadow. If the man with the huge axe catches this crack, it will undoubtedly lose the shadow of the gun.

Ningcheng's face grew pale again, and he saw the ditch in front of him, and he clearly understood that it must have made the gunmen lose. The trenches in front of us are a deep trench forward, the surrounding trenches are relatively thin, and the killer is weak.

Ningcheng was pale because he had just learned the fur of the gun. In other words, when he confronts others in the future, as long as the opponent catches the crack of the gun, he will lose as badly as he does.

Even if he did not need an auxiliary gun, the gun he had learned was still not round and had a hint of tear on it.

Though those who knew it made it impossible to penetrate the gun, it carried irreparable blooms. But psychologically, Ningcheng is still on the side of making the gun, because he also wants to use it as his treasure. Likewise, Ningcheng finally understood what a semi-cutting gun was in the middle of the ditch, which should be the auxiliary gun for the shooter. That made the gunman lose, and he didn't even have the ability to take the auxiliary gun away. I can see he's supposed to fail miserably.

But Ningcheng quickly abandoned his idea, and now he wants to confront this master, which is a dream, so he doesn't have to think too much. In the future, when he can confront such an expert, or he can make up for the crack in the gun.

Throw away this idea, the brutal killing of the gun was caught again by Ningcheng, and the gun became clearer and clearer in his mind.

Ningcheng had no idea that what he caught was not a kill, but a slight gunshot.

If anyone knew that the Ningcheng area had been rehabilitated, they could have sensed the scene of a struggle and even learned a little bit about gunfire by killing it. Even if Ningcheng was hiding in the sky, he would be caught and torn apart a little to study.

Ningcheng also knows why he can sense such a terrible battle scene, which has nothing to do with his qualifications, because of Xuan Huangzhu.

After just a few breaths, Ningcheng drank, his hands vibrated, and he inspired the intent of the gun. The killing that had little effect on him around became faint.

Ningcheng was delighted and accelerated its footsteps. He was going to take months to get that handicapped gun, but he didn't expect to walk so fast in this battle ditch just because he understood the slightest bit of killing.

It was just a fragrance of time before Ningcheng came close to the half-cutting gun. Just as Ningcheng wanted to step forward and grab the handicapped gun in his hand. A more aggressive homicide blew in and directly hit Ningcheng's chest.

This killing was more powerful and fierce than the one left behind by the long guns, and Ningcheng was blown away by this terrible killing. Another blood erupted, while a giant axe shadowed Ningcheng's consciousness.

Ningcheng stood up trembling and still felt his leg and stomach shaking a little, which had nothing to do with fear, but the killing of the giant axe was too horrible to resist.

“This is the axe shadow that broke the gun. It's amazing.” Ningcheng muttered to himself after a half hour.

Ningcheng knew perfectly well that if he couldn't stop the axe from killing him, he couldn't have gotten the rifle. Even if the gun is within reach, he can only see it.

“Pfft” looked at the inner armor of the chest that had been bombarded, and Ningcheng threw up his mouth, "I want this gun today. ”

Ningcheng, be careful close to the trench with the giant axe. When he was just approaching, the horrible axe just blew up and blew him out again.

He continued to understand the shadow of the axe and went forward again.

Being blown away, hurt, feeling, going forward... being blown away, hurt again, feeling again, going forward again...

Ningcheng realized once before in this time of being blown away and wounded.

Time flies in this repetition, and the killing intent of this axe gradually becomes clear in Ningcheng's consciousness.

There's no going back, there's no going back, there's no going back, that's the axe.

This axe shadow is much more powerful in terms of both momentum and killing than the gun intent that Ningcheng had previously felt. This is not because the axe man's fix is much higher than the gun man's fix, but because one is a winning kill, and one is a losing kill, which is simply incomparable.

Ningcheng can't remember how many times he was blown away, he doesn't have an inch of integrity, and even his face is scarred.

But he was not surprised, rushing forward again, while the sword in his hand split out. This time he used his flying sword as a giant axe, just like that, he chopped it out.

The sword qi caused the kill around the trench, emitting a burst of ‘crackling’. After a moment, Ningcheng stopped, and there was the ditch in front of him. The killings that had blown him away so easily before, it was no longer possible to blow him apart.

Ningcheng stood in front of the trench of the giant axe, and a sense of common ground appeared in his mind. I don't know how long later, Ningcheng suddenly opened his eyes, his body made a slight noise for a while, his body's strong true qi was like running water, his voice became clearer and clearer.

As soon as the surprise appeared in Ningcheng's eyes, it was the first time he had been promoted without training by spiritual stone and without passing through any outside resources. He was able to advance to a nine-storey monk simply because he understood the two killings here.

(Third, please send it to Sanjiang Ticket Support. I saw someone in the book review area say that alchemy is a trail, but you have to understand a little bit. This means that Alchemy is a trail, not in the book, not in Ningcheng, but in old school. The old man can only represent her own perception, and she can't represent anything.

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