The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng just opened the gate and a humble figure rushed over.

“Do Ti? How did you...” Ningcheng didn't ask, his mind had seen.

The gate they entered had been blown open, with the exception of the other twelve on the right, all seventeen on the left.

Warren and Yushou were all paralyzed to the ground, covered in blood. One arm and half a leg of Vallon were no longer on him, and one arm was similarly lost to Snow. From the smell of both of them, Ningcheng can see that both were seriously injured and even injured by the Purple House. As for the other member of their team, OH Hongxin, Ningcheng did not see it at all.

Originally going to the left side of the Masisi Gate, a ring was pinched. Ningcheng looked at the ring and knew it was snowy.

“Brother Cheng, those people came in and besieged us all. Brother Wallen and Sister Tanyue were both seriously injured. Brother Ohio was killed...” Don Ti said anxiously as soon as he saw Ningcheng.

Ningcheng nodded, “Go check it out. ”

“Can't go over...” Dong Ti just said a few words and stopped, can't go over so what? People can come here, too.

“Good boy, I can't see you. He is also proficient in formation, knowing that the right side is the real gate.” As soon as Ningcheng came, Massimen smiled.

Vallon, paralyzed on the ground, stared furiously at Massimon, "Massimon, do you want a face? We agreed to pick one side, and now we're so shameless, we come to the right side of the gate. ”

Yu Yuanxue also looked desperately at Ningcheng, but did not speak. Her arm was broken, and with her current fix, she wanted to reborn an arm, or was it not under words? But Massimon, these people are here. She doesn't even have to live. What are you talking about?

“Brother Cheng, Ohiro's new brother's things were not only robbed, they also killed people. Not even the flesh and the Numen let go..." Don Ti stood beside Ningcheng and stared at Massimen with hatred. Despite what she said, she knew very well that it would be difficult to get out of here today.

Ou Hongxin has never said anything, Ningcheng still feels that this person has some capital, so there is some caution. I didn't expect to be killed by Massimon just now after entering here with some small fortune. At least we all came as a team. Ningcheng immediately burst into the heart of the killing machine.

Ningcheng could have guessed that if it weren't for Warren and Yu Yuanxue being late monks, he would have been killed by Massimen, just like Ohiro Shin. However, Do-di, this worst female repair can actually escape a certain way. It can be seen that Do-di is not simple.

“Are you really ashamed of yourself? Are you talking nonsense? Why did you come to the right again?” Ningcheng looked cold at the Massi Gate.

Massiemen's eyes flashed a little harshly, and he stepped forward and said, "Yes, I mean to give it to you, but Lung Xiu on the right invited us here, which is clearly not within the rules. Since you invited me to help, I won't do it. I'm sorry, my friend. Otherwise, I would never have come. But I didn't know until I got here that the five of you were going to eat alone. I can't see a thing like that anymore. ”

Nobody stood up to help Ningcheng, and Ningcheng knew what was going on. One, as Massimon said, five of them ate a monodiet, and the second was that Massimon and others were too strong.

Ningcheng sneered, "What the hell is Long Shu? He can only represent himself. Since when can he represent all of us on the right? At least I can't represent him. ”

“You want to die...” Longxiu came a step late, nothing was gained, it was already depressing, now Ningcheng little immortal monk, also dare to cynically he is not looking for death is what?

After the three words were spoken, his nine hooks were sacrificed, carrying a tragic and infiltrating spectrum.

Ningcheng had long known that it would be difficult to do what was happening today, not to mention that he had no intention of letting go of Massimon.

Almost at the same time as the Nine Hooks were sacrificed, he wielded a regular Chinese lane gun and took a step forward.

The powerful realm came under pressure, and Lung Shu actually gave rise to the illusion that he felt that he was facing not an immortal monk, but a destiny monk. That powerful realm crushed his realm completely, making him feel uncomfortable, and the next moment, a sense of crisis rises from the bottom of his heart.

This guy wasn't an Immortal Brother, and Loneshu instantly came up with the answer. At this time, Ningcheng's realm was completely suppressed, and there was no room for him to back off. In panic, Lung Xiu even crazily inspired ten percent of the stars, and the raging glow of the Nine Phantoms Hook was even more amazing.

In the distance, once ordinary people are tragically swept away by these nine ghost hooks, there is only one way to die. Ningcheng is not a normal person, his field instantly tears apart the realm of Lunshu. While the field of longevity was shattered, the lane shadow of the long gun rolled up in his hand covered the nine ghost hooks of longevity.

A hot gun that directly cut through the space came to his eyes, Lung Xiu could only feel the gloom around his nine hooks dissipate, as if ice and snow met the fierce sun. In just two breathing hours, he saw the infinite amount of gunfire sweeping in, and his nine phantom hooks were completely submerged.

This is not a grade at all. Lung Xiu's heart was broken and he shouted eagerly, “Forgive me, seniors...”

Even his voice was covered by Ningcheng's void firecracker and he couldn't make a sound at all. Long Shu's heart poured with regret. If Massimon is coming, why should he speak for Massimon? There's nothing good about being strong.

It's just that his mind can only end here. The next moment, his whole body is alternating cold and hot. A firecracker shadow passes through his body, tearing him to pieces, and even his soul can't spill.

“Bang...” Longxiu's broken body sat paralyzed on the floor, and the nine phantom hooks in his hand fell to one side.

The surrounding monks are silent, Ningcheng can lead the way into this place, there must be a few, but no one thought Ningcheng could outperform Longxiu.

The star wheel behind Ningcheng is blurred, but at best it is an immortal monk. By contrast, Ningcheng is definitely not an opponent. The fact deviates from everyone's expectations, losing is not only a rush, but not even a face.

Some of the monks close to Ningcheng, subconsciously retreating, looked at Ningcheng and became unscrupulous. Some even believe that Ningcheng is not a monk in the three realms of the Star River, but a monk in heaven who transcends the three realms of the Star River.

Massimon was also shocked by Ningcheng's hand, and he took a step back as well, adding a threesome to his hand.

Three-door knots are a strange form of magic, difficult to refine, and those who need a refiner have a strong level of formation.

This pharmacopoeia appears to be no different from a regular stick, but the pharmacopoeia has three implicit doors, the bereavement, the soul gate, and the dead door. When fighting an opponent, if the opponent is locked by any one door, it is the soul of the Three-Door Festival.

Ningcheng refined the three doors, knowing that it was not easy, but he didn't see it. He can refine the three knots himself, will he fear a magic treasure in the district? Speaking of arrogance, the three doorways in his eyes were a fire stick.

“Adult Brothers...” side of Walloon and to the snow surprise shouted, Ningcheng was far more powerful than they expected. No wonder he dared to form a team with them, such a powerful figure, if he had some strange heart, I'm afraid he would be the first to die.

Ningcheng nodded to the two of them, grabbed Lung Xiu's ring with his hands up, and then said to Dong Ti, “Sister Dong, go get Brother Valen and Sister Yu's limbs back and do them a favor. ”

The broken arms and legs of Walloon and the snowflake were merely severed and not destroyed. If you don't, even immortal monks can rebuild their limbs and waste some high-end spiritual grass treasures. And after rebirth, the limbs can be discounted in strength, and it takes many years of practice to recover.

“Yes, Brother Cheng.” Don Ti hurry up and help.

If Dong Ti had done so before Ningcheng had slaughtered Longxiu, someone would have stopped him long ago. But now, no one dares to step forward and stop Don Ti.

“Did you just kill Ohiro Shin from our team?” Ningcheng grabbed the long gun and slowly walked to the Masisi Gate.

Massimen's subconscious retreat took two steps and immediately felt that he should not retreat. He stood still and said, “Yes, it was you who killed him...”

And a few of his team knew Ningcheng was amazing, and at the same time they took the first step, and the six surrounded Ningcheng in a semi-circular fashion. Because of the conspiracy of Ningcheng, despite six people surrounding Ningcheng in half, nobody started.

Massimon remained uncomfortable and bewitched the rest of the monks, "Together, this man did not know how many good things he had received in there. When we kill this man, we split what's inside. ”

Ningcheng was not in a hurry, and he sighted the monks around him as well. When several leaping monks swept their eyes at Ningcheng, they felt cold and immediately dissipated their thoughts. Ningcheng's cultivation has not yet been revealed. Since he slaughtered Lung Xiu and treated Masimen so calmly, who knows if he is a strong man in heaven?

“Don Ti, you take Brother Valen and Sister Yu out first, I'll take out the ring later.” Ningcheng turned his head and said to Don Ti.

Don Di did not hesitate to pick up Valen and Yu Yuanxue and squeezed them out of the crowd. Although Don Di squeezed them out of the crowd, no one stood up to stop them. Even the Massiemens didn't do anything to stop them, and they focused all their attention on Ningcheng.

After the three Dong Ti went out, Ning Cheng looked calmly at the more than 20 people in front of him, indifferently said, "From now on, I will count five. What stays here is to fight me, I will not show mercy. The one who went out, he didn't want to take revenge on me. ”

When Ningcheng finished, he didn't wait for the people around him to talk, so he just said, "Five, four, three...”

Ningcheng Count is not slow, each breath counts.

(At the end of the month, on the last day, Kaizen Gate also asked for monthly ticket support, and the single chapter would not open. Thank you. Good night, friends!

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