The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng rushed in ready, his Infinite Green Thunder City and Too Virtuous Magic Axe sacrificed simultaneously. And Lacquer decided to kill Ningcheng first.

As the black flag dragon blades out countless blades, so does an octagonal copper hammer. Ningcheng had no intention of toughly resisting Paint Le. Immediately after he had sacrificed the Infinite Green Thunder City, he carried Master Jonghua with the wings of Tianyun. Ningcheng did so not because he had heavenly cloud wings, but because it was his form of formation.

When she heard Ningcheng say go, Master Qionghua understood what Ningcheng meant. Even so, she still set up a sword screen behind the Infinite Green Thunder City.

“Boom...” countless flag blades and octagonal copper hammers were bombarded over Ningcheng's Too Virtual Magic Axe and Thunder City, and the True Magic Axe was bombarded out without being able to resist. And Thunder City snapped at this moment and completely broke apart. If it wasn't for Master Jong-hwa's sword curtain, Ningcheng would have lost most of its life even if the shadow of the infinite Green Thunder City had been blocked.

With a "click”, Master Jong-hwa's sword screen broke again. At the moment when the wings of the sky and cloud flashed, Ningcheng was blown over the vest by the hammer brought by the octagonal copper hammer.

Despite Ningcheng's sudden departure at this moment, he was again injured.

“Sky cloud wings?” Pickle had a good look at Ningcheng's escape from his killer, his eyes almost appeared golden. How much good is this guy?

Without waiting for the paint music to chase out, the surrounding space riots at this moment, while the fierce blast sounds.

Paintball looked so blue, a level 3 trapped array in the district, dare to blow himself up in front of him? How did this guy get so many good things when he was so stupid?

Almost at the same time as the explosion, the paint music had stepped out, and even at any cost, he was going to kill the two brothers and take everything into his own hands.

“Boom...” An invisible barrier stopped the pitch music, the pitch music's mind rolled under, which shocked the discovery, not knowing when, he was already in a six-level trap. And this six-class trap was hidden by the Hidden Array.

Six, even if it was him, it would take several breathing hours to get out.

Just don't wait for him to react, the space around him is raging again.

No, this kid's gonna blow himself up in his formation. The Lv3 suicide explosion had no effect on him, but Lv6 suicide exploded and he was definitely going to get hurt.

At this time, he had understood Ningcheng's cunning, and had simply beguiled him with the help of the third level method, which was actually arranged by the sixth level method.

It was too late for him to regret it, and he knew that he could not blame him. If a monk so young could arrange a six-level formation, he would never believe it. Besides, is this six-level array still arranged in such a short time?

Pickle knew that it was impossible to rush out at this moment, only to protect the whole body and minimize the injuries.

“Bombing…” The terrible explosion caused a terrible wave, and the fierce smell formed a huge sink in the center of the explosion.

After a burst of loud noise, even Lacquer covered his entire body and was injured. But this is not the end, then the more continuous explosion, finally scared Paint Fun, he did not think that this Yuan Soul Brother arranged Grade 6 self-destruct method is not yet one. At this time, where else would he have the leisure time to observe how many strangulation squads Ningcheng had set up? All of his energy was devoted to self-protection.

The second and third kill squadrons explode themselves, several times more powerful than the trapped squadrons.

Ningcheng's six-level array of self-destructive methods, even Love Road Sect near the ninth level of the defensive battle will be trembling and shaking, even creating weaknesses, not to mention Paint Music as a seven level monk.

There is no comparison between the seven layers of the Brotherhood and the Mountain Shelter Formation of the Love Cutting Sect. After the explosion of the three-way series, Paintball was seriously injured at this moment.

Ningcheng knew that this was the time to die. Even though he had been injured, the black rifle in his hand did not hesitate to burst out.

Master Qionghua and Ningcheng have been together for quite some time. She knows that Ningcheng is not the same person who can stand being bullied. When Ningcheng detonated the three-way six-level formation, she knew Ningcheng was going to sneak up on Paintball at the end of the formation.

There was no need for Ningcheng to remind her that the blue sword had been fired in her hand. With this sword, Master Qionghua took his full hand and tore the air directly around him.

Paintball sprayed a few bits of blood, it was a mess, and he knew that even if he wanted anything else from Ningcheng, he had to go now. This little Nuevo soul monk is too conniving and sly. By his own accord, he actually got into his way.

As long as these two are still on Roland Star, he'll be able to kill them. Next time, he will never make such a low-level mistake.

Unfortunately, he is too willing, don't say that Master Jong-hwa and he are just like him. Even if there was a huge difference, at this time, Master Jong-hwa came with a sword, he couldn't resist.

The long blue swords tear everything around them and bring all the killing moments together. If Paintball is safe and sound, he can hardly spell the sword. And now he can barely escape, even so, the mighty swordsmanship still binds him.

The “puff" of blood flashed through and the already scarred lacquer fell directly. Without waiting for him to land, Ningcheng's long gun has arrived.

Guns are meant to deter the soul and kill with the atmosphere of necessity. If there was no injured paint music, he didn't care about the gun. Now he doesn't care if it's no good, don't say no, even if he dodges the gun, he can't do it.

“Boom” the black gun directly into his eyebrow, a fist-sized blood hole exploded, Ningcheng could not sit down. In his heart, he was intimidated by the stubbornness of Lacquer's head. If he were replaced by an ordinary monk, his gun could completely render the other's head empty, and in Lacquer's body, it was just an extra hole.

The blue sword in Master Qionghua's hands is reversed in time. Even if the flesh is stronger, it will not be able to block Master Qionghua's sword.

“Pushing”, a big head fell to the ground, Master Jong-hwa's backhand was a flame thrown out.

“I don't want to...” The tearing scream of the Paintball Numen came out of the fireball, and he was really unwilling. After so many years of painstaking in Roland, he had to go back to reigning king and was actually killed by two ants in his eyes. It would be weird if he was willing.

Master Qionghua couldn't help but rush to Ningcheng.

Ningcheng pointed to something on the ground and said, "Jong-hwa, take your things and we'll go. There's a volcano here, and Pickle and Yan De can come, and maybe someone else can come. ”

Master Qionghua understands Ningcheng's meaning. It's not surprising that some of the refiner materials that erupted from this volcano compared to the paint music and the harsh virtues.

Listening to Ningcheng, she put away her things at the fastest possible speed and quickly disappeared with Ningcheng in her arms.

Ningcheng was right, he and Master Jong-hwa had just left, and there was one more person here. This is a monk in a grey gown, and he sees the body of Paintball, and he's like, "Can anyone else kill Paintball? ”

Then he turned around and walked away, not paying any attention to the magnificent crystals that erupted from the volcano.

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Ningcheng is not badly injured. For a former soul monk, as long as it doesn't hurt the fundamentals, it recovers quickly.

One hour later, Master Jong-hwa stopped. In front of her and Ningcheng, it's a lightning basin. This reminds Ningcheng of the minefield marshes on Rules Road, but the flashing lights here are much stronger than those in the minefield marshes.

“Beyond this minefield basin, space becomes unstable, and space flows everywhere. You try to stay close to me, not too far away.” Master Joan Hua stopped to admonish Ningcheng.

“How did this minefield get past? Why don't we take a detour?” Ningcheng looks at this dense minefield basin, and there's also a bit of fury in it.

“Don't worry, the thunder arc in this basin is regular, as long as we walk in a specific place, nothing will happen. Neither can the detour be bypassed, on both sides is the peak that the Huading Brothers cannot climb, and on the outside of the mountain is the endless volcanic lake. Beyond the volcanic lake, there is still a sea of uncertainty at the end, so we can't get around. Now you just stay close to me.” Master Jong-hwa has flew into this lightning basin.

Ningcheng hastily followed Master Qionghua. Soon he realized that every time Master Qionghua set foot, it was the weakest part of the lightning. Even with a few lights, it doesn't matter if they fall on you.

Master Jong-hwa was fast, and in just half an hour, the two of them had passed through this lightning basin.

After crossing the Thunder Basin, Ningcheng immediately felt a tear. It was as if he would be torn apart into pieces by his space anytime, anywhere, without having to focus entirely on himself.

“This is a turbulent space, be careful, once you encounter a violent turbulence, you must avoid it, you must not flush. When I was a little girl, I saw a very strong monk who was torn apart into pieces by the turbulent space because of the hard rush.” When he came to this place, Master Jong-hwa's tone became even more cautious.

Ningcheng nodded knowingly, he saw that Master Qionghua was very comfortable changing direction in turbulent space, and there was some doubt in his mind whether Master Qionghua had overrefined his body. But now is not the time to ask, when the two find a safe place to rest, Ningcheng is ready to ask Master Jong-hwa.

Master Qionghua travels at an incredible speed, taking Ningcheng to wear in turbulent space. In just one day, it came to a narrow valley. From time to time under the valley mouth there is a hot gust of air, and the extreme sulphur smell makes it doubtful that the volcano will erupt at any moment.

If a man is in this narrow valley, if a volcano erupts, he will not be able to escape.

To his surprise, Master Jong-hwa jumped off this canyon and even shouted to him, "Come down together. ”

Despite the suspicion that it was extremely dangerous, Master Jong-hwa had gone down, and Ningcheng had no hesitation, and he jumped.

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

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