The Gate Of Good Fortune

With a series of blasts, hundreds of black-and-white wheel blades that can tear the air apart are actually blocked by a phantom thunder city.

And this myth of Thunder City just faded away, but it quickly became clear again, inspired by Ningcheng.

“What is this magic treasure?” Pickle stared at the Ray City fiction muttering to himself, and a former soul monk could block the full attack of the Shapeshifter with a magic treasure. Can this magic treasure be simple? And this is still a phantom?

With these in mind, and looking at the lanes in the shadow of Thunder City, the eyes of the lacquer music immediately heat up. He's got to get it.

His insights were much stronger than those of Ningcheng, and as soon as he saw the Infinite Blue Thunder City, he understood that it was an absolute treasure. The shadow is still so powerful, once you can fully sacrifice this Thunder City, you can definitely control countless thunderbolts. By then, who else was his rival in paint music?

I have to say that Paintball's eyes are higher than Ningcheng's. Ningcheng only knows that this Thunder City is a good thing, but he is still limited to defending himself with the Infinite Green Thunder City. He has no idea how to use the Infinite Green Thunder City to eject the thunder arc.

Where does Leicheng still care when Yan De and Ningcheng were at war? He flashed and raised his hand to Ningcheng.

In addition to focusing on Ningcheng, Master Jong-hwa has been staring at the action of Paint Music. Now that Pak Lok dares to take the initiative against Ningcheng, where would she agree? Lifting the hand room, the blue sword flashed and instantly turned into a semi-circular blue sword arc.

Teacher Jong-hwa was never in his eyes, and he dared be so arrogant because he had spent hundreds of years of his life and death experience on Roland. Lorraine Xing also received many inheritances and benefits. Besides, his cultivation is much stronger than Master Jong-hwa's. Can you keep Master Jong-hwa in mind?

Paintball's fingernails instantly turned into a huge fist shadow. The fist shadow did not mean to hide in half, and bombarded Master Qionghua's blue sword arc.

“Boom," the sword flashed, the blue sword arc disappeared. Paintball retreated dozens of meters away, and he looked at his back with horror, and there were several bloodstains on it.

He looked at Master Qionghua, who was also flying backwards, and no longer looked at Master Qionghua as an ordinary three-tier monk. In front of this beautiful white woman, her strength is not under him at all.

Paint music knows its own details, his strength is concentrated in Roland's fierce environment, and with all the inheritance, although he dares not say that he is invincible, he believes that there are not many stronger Ding Brothers than him.

Now that the white woman across the street is not as good as him, and her hands are weaker than his, that shows one thing, the other's inheritance is much stronger than his cultivation.

With the shadow of Thunder Town, Pickle doesn't know where he's been. Absolute power, and absolute power seem to be waiting for him.

To think of it, the paint music calmed down and raised his hand to sacrifice a big black flag.

…….

Ningcheng saw that Master Jong-hwa did not seem weaker than this red-haired man, so he immediately relaxed. He can help Master Jong-hwa if he finds a way to get rid of him.

As shocked as Yan De's heart was, he had not yet awakened from the horror of Ning Cheng blocking his black and white hundred blade wheel, and Pak Ha had already taken action against Ning Cheng. He knew that Paint Fun was the shadow of this Thunder Town in Ningcheng, which was definitely a good thing.

Don't talk about Paint music at this moment, it's that he also moved his mind. But he knew that his cultivation was not as good as lacquer music, and even if he was passionate, he could not show it. And now Paint Fun is actually blocked by the nun, and his heart is alive. Rich and risky, as long as he kills this Yuan Soul Kid, grabs things and leaves, it's not easy to find in Roland Star.

A move of rigorous virtue was accompanied by a violent and murderous atmosphere. Under the swing of his hundred blade wheels, he did not carry a thousand blades this time, a wheel blade storm with a murderous breath.

When the fierce blade storm struck the infinite green thunder city of Ningcheng, Ningcheng felt an extreme pain coming, as if his five dirty hearts had been torn apart by this terrible killing storm. Not only that, but his mind is filled with all sorts of violent slaughter sounds. The shadow of the Infinite Green Thunder City split in an instant and gradually disappeared.

Ningcheng's ability to block the siege of many Yuan Souls and Plastic Divine Brothers in Chopping Dao Zong does not mean that he can definitely beat a medium-term monk in Plastic Divine Realm, which is not a simple one-plus one problem.

At the time, he was blocking so many spiritual monks in the Cutting Path Sect. After all, he still relied on the Infinite Green Thunder City. And Yan De practiced in Lorraine Star as a slaughter, much stronger than the mediumterm monks of the ordinary plastic gods.

“Husband, watch out for this man's sneak attack. He practiced the killing method. Once his killing momentum intruded into the mind, there would be no life...” The voice of Master Jong-hwa reached Ningcheng's ears in a timely manner.

Ningcheng suddenly woke up. His fix is more than one grade short compared to Yan De. But his magic treasure is much stronger than Yan De's. If he can't fix it, he will crush the bastard with magic treasure.

Feeling that Ningcheng was suppressed by its own killing atmosphere, Yan De chuckled in his heart, only a former soul monk in the district. He opened his mouth and sounded a burst of ear slaughter. A circle of invisible killings burst out of his body.

Fixing to be weaker, by this time, has been a complete shock.

Ningcheng was warned by Master Qionghua and was already wary. At this time, Yan De sent out a circle of slaughter sounds. Ningcheng was reluctant to wait for more moments. Inspired by the madness of God and True Yuan, the shadow of the Infinite Green Thunder City was once again sacrificed by Ningcheng.

Yan De saw the shadow of the Infinite Green Thunder City come out again, and laughed in his heart. He was sure that Ningcheng would have some difficulty managing the shadow of the Green Thunder City. Ningcheng would never be able to sacrifice the shadow of the Thunder City for the third time as long as he was bombarded with countless killing blades.

His murderous sounds were cultivated from hurricanes and Roland's spatial turbulence, and a little soul from the district who had just arrived in Roland dared to fight?

Yan De's murderous sounds suddenly pulled up a grade again, and the hundred blade wheels raged at the same time.

In the sound of “click...", the shadow of Ningcheng's Infinite Green Thunder City is about to break again. At this time, Ningcheng's face is pale. Ningcheng is bound to bind hands in the strictest view.

Unfortunately, he did not know Ning Cheng. If he were replaced by Yin, he would have known that Ning Cheng was behind the preparations.

“Ka...” was another wave of broken noise, and the shadow of Ningcheng's Infinite Blue Thunder City disappeared again.

Almost at the moment of the disappearance of the shadow of the Infinite Blue Thunder City, a huge, unbeatable piece of copper money appeared in the air, and this piece of copper money instantly grew larger. It's like the sky is suddenly falling, and it's depressing.

Ningcheng's face grew paler, and as his repairs improved, it became more and more difficult to sacrifice five lines of copper money. But similarly, he sacrificed five lines of treasure and copper money became more and more effective.

With every additional layer of banned copper money refining, it takes several times more true yuan and divine knowledge to sacrifice, which is why Ningcheng rarely uses five rows of copper money against its enemies.

Yan De also felt this repression at this moment, and the next moment he realized that his Hundred Blades Fabao and his Heart God had lost touch.

“This is five lines of fallen copper money?” The first sound of shock was not of virtue, but of lacquer. Paint music is held by Master Jong-hwa's green sword, even if there are many means, it cannot be carried out at this moment.

He didn't expect Ningcheng to have not only that kind of Thunder City shadow, but also five lines of copper money. Copper money is an ancient and most precious treasure, and many brothers do not know it.

Paint music's eyes became even hotter, and the stern mind was shaken at this moment.

Ningcheng's sacrifice of five lines of fallen copper money has counted as a stern reaction. Fabao has been rolled away for no reason. Anyone will be very briefly surprised. He was waiting for this moment. Can't waste this wonderful time.

Ningcheng is very clear. He can only sacrifice copper money once and then take a long break to sacrifice a second time. Unlike Ultra Blue Thunder City, this thing cannot sacrifice a shadow at all.

The Axe was sacrificed, and countless angry axe lines were like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, completely sealing off the surroundings of the grim virtues, at a time when a long black gun came from the sky and swept down.

Yan De only reacted, he couldn't care less about his hundred blade wheels, and he couldn't care less about the continued outbreak of killing to crush Ningcheng. The most important thing for him at this point is to escape the robbery, as long as he escapes it, Ningcheng will let him kill. He feels it, it's Ningcheng's bottom card.

The dense, numb, angry axe print around him, though very strong, is still not in the eyes of Rigor. When Yan De was about to rush out of the axe pattern surrounding him, his whole body stirred up a ball like a sail. Ningcheng's angry axe killer strikes on a tightly drummed wind sail, making a sound like breaking leather. At best, this sail is just a little smaller and cannot be torn apart.

With this wind sail he inspired, Yan De quickly rushed out of Ningcheng this dense and numb axe pattern to kill the man. The powerful axe seemed to be a setup for Yan De and could not affect his half-distraction.

Just as Yan De was about to rush out of the Ningcheng axe pattern to kill Mang, the shadow of the heavenly long gun had come to Yan De's face.

Silent, but with a breath of kingdom, Yan De felt suffocated and desperate. At this moment, he found that he had to be torn apart with a single shot, wherever he went, not a single shot, which was the verdict of his fate. The powerful breath of the gun left him with no choice at all.

“What a powerful shooting intent…” With a harsh sense of despair, he had never seen such a powerful shooting intent, which was not a common shooting intent, but a shooting intent that ruled his fate. At this moment, he has understood that the other party took away his hundred blades and made him hide from the axe to kill the man, all for this gun.

“Pfft” blood fog splashed, Yan De's entire head turned into nothingness in this gun.

(That's all for today's update, good night, friends!

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