The Gate Of Good Fortune

With the first attack, the rest of them sacrificed Fabao. Ningcheng did not hesitate to remove his black iron stick.

“Hey, Brother Ning, what kind of Fabo are you? How can I not feel the fluctuation of Fabo?” Yu Yu saw Ningcheng take out this gun not like a gun, the stick not like a stick thing, and immediately asked strangely.

Ningcheng laughed, “I don't know what kind of magic treasure it is, I just feel stiffer than ordinary appliances. Although I can't play magic fluctuations with ordinary magic treasures, it's just right for me. ”

An iron stick comparable to a miracle, the fool knows it's a good thing. Though there is some envy in the eyes of the two husband and wife, they have not cared. After all, there are a few good things for everyone as they have been wandering around Roland for so many years. Gongye Yingxiu sneered. He already considered Ningcheng as a must kill, and Ningcheng's things naturally took him for his own.

Five men attacked this hidden entrance simultaneously, but for more than a few hours, a flaming heat wave erupted, and everyone knew that the entrance had been opened.

He sighed and exclaimed, “Still how powerful people are. When Miaolei and I bombed each other for a few days, we barely made it in. Let's go in together now, and in a few moments this entrance will be repaired automatically. ”

Ningcheng followers followed and entered the entrance to understand what a fireworks magma fog is.

A massive, waterfall-like magma falls in front of you, and it keeps falling like a flaming rain. There are also fist-sized droplets of magma in the middle, and the magma rain fog hits harder ground, turning into a raft of magma in a path that simply disappears into a gap in the ground without solidification.

The intense smoke and sulphur flavors surround the area, giving rise to suspicion that it will blow up into powder anytime, anywhere.

“This layer of pyrotechnic lava fog is about dozens of lengths long, and although we are all refiners, we need to be ready to defend ourselves. Once blown to the body by lava fog, it is also a degenerative skin that is immortal. And the mountains on both sides of this magma mist, don't touch it. If this body is broken, it is likely to cause a volcanic eruption, and it will be a dead end.” Everyone was eager to try it and cautioned hastily.

“It's nature, there's definitely a hidden volcano here. If this volcano were to be triggered, it would not be death.” Yu said hastily.

He nodded softly, "Don't underestimate the hot lava fog here, which, in addition to the lava fog, has a blade of fire. So going through here, it's not just about the refinery. I think so, and we each sacrifice Fabo together to resist this lava fog and form a small safe space. In that case, the real yuan is the least expensive and the distance forward is the safest. ”

Both Yu Yu and Gongye Yingxiu agreed to the words of Yu, and no one consulted Ningcheng. Even Hehe did not ask Ningcheng, after all, Ningcheng is the lowest place to fix it.

The Pharaoh of the Sacrament is a concave shield, and the Pharaoh of the Benjamin is a bell. Yu Yu's defensive treasure is a huge stone gate, and I don't know where Yu Yu got it. The defensive treasure sacrificed by Gongye Yingxiu is a silver umbrella for superior spirit apparatus.

If you're talking about defense magic, the defense magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic is the most powerful and most effective in this place.

Ningcheng didn't want to sacrifice the defense magic treasure, he really didn't have any defense magic treasure. If he walks past this place alone, he will surely pull out the black dragon flag of paint music. This black dragon flag not only attacked the fierce treasure, but also did a good job defending it.

It's just that the black dragon flag is too high and is a genuine medium. Ningcheng itself doesn't like this Fabao very much, and taking it out here is too shocking.

For Brother Plastic, the black dragon flag is much more fragrant than his iron stick. The iron stick, even better, is just a piece of material. If you can't find a top refiner master, the material is the material, and you'll never be able to become a magic treasure. And good refiner master, scarce than good material.

Now he had to sacrifice a Chinese spiritual shield with a few people looking at him.

For a monk on the eighth floor of the Yuan Soul, it is not strange to sacrifice a medium spiritual shield.

“Now that we have sacrificed Fabao to form a space where the lava mist cannot fall, it is estimated that only two hours at most will come to an end.” He said that he had already sacrificed his concave shield into the fog of the fireworks.

Several people in Ningcheng also consecrated their defensive magic treasures, echoing back and forth with the dimpled shields of the Hou.

Just for a short time, a lot of safety space was created beneath the Five Defense Treasure. In a space where there is no lava rain mist, even if the temperature is higher, the damage to five people is zero.

“Brother Chun, this is a good way to go.” Yu Yu said a word of appreciation.

After five people entered the magma fog, it was discovered that the magma fog in front was still small, and the back could hardly be said to be magma fog, or even magma hail.

The fierce magma hail bombarded Fabao, and the Five had to do their utmost to inspire Truth and God to resist. Although Gongye Yingxiu would very much like to move the powerful bombing force on his silver umbrella to the shield of Ningcheng to calculate Ningcheng, it is now five people together, and if he does so, he will soon be detected. For a moment, you can only suppress your thoughts.

As the five progressed, the pressure of the magma hail grew, and some of the magma blades went through defensive spaces arranged by the five together, bombing several people. Fortunately, a few of them are brothers of refinery, and even if they were bombed, they were just flesh wounds.

Dozens of feet away, walking like tens of thousands of miles, every step is difficult.

Ningcheng also estimated that if he was alone, even if he could cross the place, there would be a price to pay. It is normal that the calming body should be cultivated at a lower level than he, and not be able to pass through. Besides, even if it's through, the fire ahead won't break.

Two hours later, several people can already see the fire ahead. Surely, as the saying goes, on the edge of the fireworks, there are also four or five flaming red grasses. Ningcheng had never seen a true-shoots bud, but he guessed it must be a true-shoots bud.

“It's really shoots...” Yu Yu said, surprised, just that one of his words had not yet fallen, a huge rock of ruggedness fell.

A huge bombing force struck a defensive magic treasure arranged by five people together, and the defensive magic treasure space ‘clicked’ and broke apart.

“Everyone rushed right next to the wind fire array, there was no lava hail there...” Hu and the talking room have rushed up step by step, obviously not the first time Ben Miaolei came, equally rushed to the safety zone at the fastest speed.

Yu Yu was the third to rush up, but Gangye Yingxiu deliberately blocked in front of Ningcheng, while the rear leg carried a true yuan fluctuation. He speculated that Ningcheng was at best a tertiary spirit, and once no one else joined forces and was taken away by this magma stream, it was a nine-dead lifetime situation. Besides, he deliberately reckoned Ningcheng with his hind legs?

When Ningcheng dies, he helps to retrieve Ningcheng's body and get what Ningcheng has to offer. Even if Ningcheng is immortal, in this case, you should be ashamed of yourself.

Ningcheng saw that Gongye Yingxiu Ming could be grabbed in front of Yu Yu, but he had to lag behind. Where did he not know what Gongye Yingxiu thought?

Ningcheng knew very well that even if he was squeezed into the end, the magma hailstone would not kill him. After all, he is a royal body refiner, and this lava fog is powerful, at best it just takes away all his clothes.

But Ningcheng was never a man who couldn't fight back, and he understood the idea of Mingye Mingye Mingye Mingye Mingye Mingye Mingye. Ningcheng did not wait for Gongye Yingshu to do it first, and had dropped several flags in great secrecy.

One of the simplest restraint formations was arranged by Ningcheng in the shortest possible time, while Ningcheng quickly waved the wings of Sky Cloud. At this time, Gengye English repaired the real yuan brought up by the leg, sweeping it in the place where Ningcheng just stood.

Both Ho and his wife and Yu rushed to the safety zone without paying any attention to the Ningcheng Festival's flag, while waving the wings of Tianyun. Nor did it notice the sneak attack on the hind legs of Metallurgical Englishmen.

When Gangye Yingxiu found himself sweeping an empty space, he had noticed that the surrounding space seemed to be sticky. At this moment, Metallurgical Yingxiu couldn't care less to visit Ningcheng, and he instantly broke free of the sticky confinement space.

“Boom” was another dull bang, and the personal shield was finally completely shattered.

A piece of lava hail fell, and Metallurgical English was instantly stripped like a photonic red pig. If his body was not cultivated to the fourth level of the King's body, it would be this time, and Gongye Yingxu would certainly die.

“Pushing” the wretched metallurgical English cultivation could not care less, and went mad to the side of the safe wind fire.

“Brother Metallurgy, are you okay?” Yu Yu asked hastily, surprised that it was not Ningcheng who almost didn't come, but Mingye Mingxiu. Ningcheng stood aside safely. Although when Ningcheng came up, he still had the opportunity to collect a true shoots, Ningcheng did not go to grab the true shoots.

Because Yu Yu collected a true shoots bud, Yu Yu did not do it. The remaining four true shoots were completely picked up by Ben Miaolei.

He of course knew that Ningcheng had deliberately given him a couple to collect, and he looked at Ningcheng with gratitude. Then he saw the metallurgical English cultivation like a red pig.

Ben Miaolei saw Gongye Yingxiu look ugly and quickly turned his head red.

Gongye Yingxiu knew he was embarrassed. He first took out a set of clothes to wear on him, pointing to Ningcheng Dazhu, “Ning's last name, dare you reckon with me. ”

Ningcheng said with disdain, “You are a pig, I came up before you, who is behind this?” Only Metallurgical Yingxu understands the meaning of the phrase 'who exactly reckons with whom'.

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