The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng could never believe that his luck was really so good, without waiting for him to figure out what was going on, a blast sounded over his head, and then a lot of lightning fell.

This large piece of thunder fell just ahead of Ningcheng. The yellow sand that fell on the thunder instantly turned into nothingness, and a giant swirl was born out of the sky. The surrounding yellow sand fell into the vortex at this moment, and the vortex grew larger and larger. That terrible suction, even Ningcheng can feel it.

Ningcheng understood at this moment. The sandstone demon beasts fled because they knew that the lightning had come. Once the lightning had fallen on the demon beasts, there was no need to ask, and they knew that the demon beasts would be turned into nothingness.

At this moment, Ningcheng will remain there. He rushed out for the first time and fled in the direction of the sandy demon beasts.

Ningcheng just left, where he stood, another large piece of thunder fell, this large piece of thunder instantly turned his standing place into powder. The whirlpools in the sand are directly connected to the places that have become powdered, becoming larger and larger.

This powerful power, let's not say that he is really cultivated, even if it is cultivated by Tsukiyuan Realm, by this lightning sweep, will have to wait to die.

Ningcheng moved almost all of its speed, carrying a yellow sand line forward.

The third lightning fell, the lightning was still a few blocks from Ningcheng, but the aftermath of the lightning still bombarded Ningcheng with clothes that had been changed for a short time.

As the third lightning fell, the back lights became denser and seemed to be getting closer.

Ningcheng, who had fled all the way, finally understood the pattern of these lights, which were huge but all down a line. Ningcheng fled again, no longer along a straight line, but consciously and obliquely.

The sound of “Bombing” kept ringing behind Ningcheng, where Ningcheng fled all the way, and sand pits continued to fall. Fortunately, Ningcheng has long had experience, and these swirls of sand pits, though abrupt, were unable to bring him in. What really embarrasses him is the horrible mass of thunder behind him.

Only half a day later did Ningcheng feel the thunder behind it get smaller and smaller, finally disappearing in another direction.

Ningcheng stopped and gasped and said to himself, "So this is how the Thunder Desert came, the most terrible thing here is the Thunder Strike. ”

Ningcheng was just relieved and a loud whistle burst out of the horizon.

Anyone? Ningcheng quickly confirmed that the whistle and whistle were artificial. By then, he had lost his way in the Thunder Desert. If he met someone, he would have missed anything. Hurry up and rush past the place where the white light shines.

Half an hour later, Ningcheng appeared on the outskirts of the place, and he confirmed that there were real people here.

Not only are there people, there's a building like a Mongolian bag. Inside these Mongolian bags, there is also a large green area and even a crystal clear Great Lake.

Several soldiers guarded the perimeter of the temporary building envelope, which, in Ningcheng's view, was badly repaired, the highest being only ordinary martial artists, without any real fluctuations. At best, it's just some fierce killing.

It's so dangerous here. How did these people get here? Ningcheng became more and more surprised. In this place, it was almost repaired, and it would be devoured by the desert anytime, anywhere, while he found a guardian with no repairs. Ningcheng rubbed his eyes, and he almost thought he was wrong.

Decide to look at Ning in the past. In the shortest time, remove the broken clothes from yourself, wash them with a dust cleaner, then put on a clean set of clothes, and put the long gun behind your back. This slowly led him to a place like Mongolian bags, while he repaired himself to a hidden seven layers of gas.

These people are not high, not even high, and he doesn't want to make himself look too sudden.

As soon as Ningcheng approached the range similar to these Mongolian bags, two guards had seen Ningcheng and quickly approached it.

“Two friends, I'm lost here, thirsty and hungry, and I'd like to take a break.” Ningcheng did not wait for the two soldiers to speak, and went forward to greet them with a warm fist.

The two soldiers looked up and down at Ningcheng. Ningcheng didn't look like a thirsty and hungry man. Instead, he's more like a serial neighbor.

One of the soldiers gave one look to the other, who saw it and quickly turned away.

When the other left, the soldier said to Ningcheng, "Please stay here. This is the Wang Qian residence of our king. To enter, you must be informed. ”

At first glance at the soldier, Ningcheng knew that things didn't seem as simple as they said. And he said, “Well, in that case, I'll go somewhere else and rest. ”

After that, Ningcheng turned around and left.

The soldier saw Ningcheng leaving and quickly stopped in front of Ningcheng. “Friends, please stop. You can't leave here until you know where you are. ”

Ningcheng frowned and said, "What, is this place your fault? If I don't give me water, forget it. You want to rob me? ”

The soldier who stopped Ningcheng just wanted to talk and heard a loud voice, "The king said," Now that you're here, come in. ”

When Ningcheng heard this voice, it was understood that the speaker's repair was at least three layers of condensation, indicating that this Mongolian bag appeared here was not an easy thing.

“Yes.” The soldier responded respectfully and turned to greet Ningcheng politely, "Friend, please follow me in. ”

“Lead the way.” Ningcheng had no intention of leaving, he wanted to ask about the route. If he doesn't ask the right route, he's likely to crash into the Thunder Desert.

These people dare to set up so many temporary Mongolian bags here, and they know that there are desert oases here, and there's a 90 percent chance of the right route. How could Ningcheng let this happen?

Entering the range of these Mongolian bags, Ningcheng discovered that the bags were arranged in a unique orientation, forming a defensive formation that encircled the oasis in the middle. And next to the oasis, there's a very large Mongolian bag.

The soldier led Ningcheng to the largest gate of Mongolia Bao and said to Ningcheng, "Lord call, go inside. ”

Ningcheng's consciousness swept a few meters around and found no abnormality, which slowly entered.

This Mongolian bag is so big that Ningcheng feels like it has entered a large auditorium with at least a few hundred square meters.

Sitting at the top sitting a long-haired, barefoot girl who seemed extremely weak and beautiful, the only thing uncomfortable was that her eyes were slightly triangular and somewhat disproportionate to a soft, beautiful face.

Ningcheng seemed to have no real yuan fluctuations on her and should have never practiced. But this girl feels weird about Ningcheng.

The girl stood on both sides of a man and a woman. The woman's face was rude and rude. Ningcheng could see her cultivation, and the gathering was complete. On the other side of the man's fine flesh, like a little white face, his trim is already three layers of condensation. Down, left and right platoons occupy four guards each, repairing to basically nine levels of concentration.

In addition, three monks, two men and one woman, were hanged by rope in the corner of the hall. Surprisingly, the three monks were carefully cured, and the three of them were hung without half resistance. Together, they held their heads together, and the flow of true elements in their bodies appeared to be stagnant. Several soldiers stood beside the three with whips in their hands, as can be seen from the wounds they sustained.

The worst part was that the nun, already in the second layer of condensation, had white skin under her broken clothes. But white skin is also scarred, which can only be seen implicitly from these scars.

Apparently, the three men were still breathing. They heard Ningcheng coming in, raised their heads together and looked at Ningcheng in confusion.

A very strange smell came from Ningcheng, and Ningcheng noticed it was strange, as if he had smelled it when he had fought that horde of sandy demons before. The smell made him extremely uncomfortable, good under his true power, and quickly dissipated.

“My lord, this is the man who broke into the Forbidden Land.” The soldier who had previously rushed back saw Ningcheng come in and hurried to his knees.

The woman known as the Lord waved, "Okay, you go out. ”

After the soldier went out, the girl went up and down to measure Ningcheng, which was not half nervous. Ningcheng's clothes were so clean, she carried a long gun wrapped around her back, as if walking here, and she was not half impatient or uncomfortable standing there. The girl frowned and asked softly, "Who are you? Why did you break into my North Syncope? ”

North Syncope? Ningcheng never knew where North Syncope was. He came here to ask about the right route to Huazhou. He said, "I'm Ning Xiaocheng. I'm just passing by. It's just a misunderstanding. ”

The virtuous woman standing next to the young girl on the ninth floor suddenly sighed angrily at Ningcheng, “Motherfucker, do not kneel down before the king. ”

Ningcheng looked heavy. He did not come to ask for forgiveness. He still hasn't begged for forgiveness in the Dictionary of Ningcheng.

Ningcheng suddenly slowly walked forward a few steps. Just when everyone thought he was going to talk, Ningcheng suddenly took a quick step and turned around and came to the tough woman. Raising hands was two slaps.

“Pfft...” two crisp sounds. When everyone saw Ningcheng fall back to its original place, the tough woman who called Ningcheng had two more traces of purple red slaps on her face.