The Gate Of Good Fortune

By the time Ningcheng counted to three, more than a dozen people had left this black slate road. When Ningcheng counted, there were 14 people left. Except for the two monks who were originally from the right gate, the other twelve came from the left gate. All six of them were on that team in Massimon.

“Do it, I don't believe an immortal monk in the district can block the siege of our fourteen powerful people.” Massimen drank loudly, and the first of the three doorways in his hand was sacrificed.

He's right. Fourteen people here are all Fate Brothers. At the time of the Massi Gate, the remaining thirteen sacrificed their treasures, almost at the same time attacking Ningcheng.

What puzzles Massimen and others is that Ningcheng did not fight back, but sacrificed a hidden green thunder city. It's Thunder City because the electric light haunts it like a silver snake dance in this hidden green Thunder City.

“Boom, boom...”

Fabao, who bombarded Ningcheng on one road, bombed the city of Ningcheng on top of the city of Thunder. Although these fateful monks could not destroy the green thunder city of Ningcheng, they did not do their best, and the powerful attack force still bombarded Ningcheng.

Ningcheng was indeed bombed with Thunder City, but looking closely, it was as if he had deliberately been bombarded at the entrance that broke through the gate.

Seeing Ningcheng so unbeaten, some of the monks who went out had some regrets, and some even wanted to come in and besiege Ningcheng. They went out because they were worried that Ningcheng was a heavenly monk. It now appears that Ningcheng is clearly not a heavenly monk.

Without waiting for these monks to go on, Ningcheng has taken out a big banner and thrown it out. Between a few short breaths, the eyes and consciousness of the outside monks are cut off.

“The city of Thunder is definitely an artifact, let's go together...” Seeing Green Thunder City in Ningcheng easily blocked the joint bombardment of more than a dozen celestial leaders, Massimon's eyes shouted with light.

In fact, there is no need to remind everyone at all that the Green Thunder City just sacrificed in Ningcheng is not a simple thing, almost identical to the same attack on Ningcheng.

But no one has taken 100% of the killing moves to attack Ningcheng. Ningcheng has only one. After killing Ningcheng, everyone will surely rob the resources. Only then will it be the time to really see the real chapter. So they have to retain their strength so that they don't even drink soup and make wedding dresses for others.

This time, Ningcheng was not bombed away as it had just been, but rushed into the siege of mass repairs against the infinite green thunder city, and at the same time struck out six divine knives.

In fact, he could cut out more katana, and in order not to waste too much god and stars, he just took out six knives, which he attacked only six monks who had been repaired to be slightly weaker.

As soon as the Knife strikes out, Ningcheng Qinglei City's defense capabilities are greatly reduced. Just a few breaths later, a 'click' sounded briskly, and the shadow of Thunder City was bombarded without a trace. After all, Ultimate Green Thunder City still has no organic treasure. If Ningcheng's god can't support it, the defensive shadow will be blown away.

“Boom..." The shadow of Thunder City broke apart, and all six Fabao successively bombed Ningcheng. The three doors of the Masisi Gate even directly locked the Numen of Ningcheng, at least in Masisi Gate's view.

“He couldn't hold on, I locked his Numen...” Massimon exclaimed with surprise, but he didn't finish his words and felt wrong. His three-door festival clearly locked Ningcheng's Numen, but did not have half control over Ningcheng's Numen.

“No…” Massimon just said two words and felt the collapse of the surrounding space for a while.

In the middle of this void collapse came countless terrible flames, and if he did not retreat quickly, this collapsed void would involve him, and then the flames would completely burn him to ashes. But that void collapsed, making him unable to evacuate, seemed to force him into it.

The soul of Massimon is scattered. Is that the law of space? He couldn't think too much of it, burning his own blood in madness and retreating.

All the monks had the same idea as Massimen, and although all their previous attacks had hit Ningcheng, once this collapse had fallen into place, it was a lifeless situation.

Eight brothers rushed out of the Ningcheng Fire Spirit, while six other brothers were swept in by the Fire Spirit, causing a shocking explosion.

The six brothers who had been swept up by the Fire Spirit also wanted to retreat, except that their sea of knowledge had been unwittingly slashed, and that torn pain left them with no way or ability to retreat for a moment. Perhaps just give them a breath and they can come back and flush out. But Ningcheng will never give this time of rest.

“Bombing…” The Fire Spirit Center swept up a fiery flame, screaming several times, Ningcheng and the eight spared monks were each repelled.

Ningcheng is covered with wounds, which look blurred and horrible. He himself knew that none of his wounds were fatal.

Massimon and seven other monks also stopped at this time, and although they were not injured, each paid a price to exit the whirlpool where the Fire Spirit swept. Ningcheng stands opposite the Eight, in the middle is the tremendous trench that just burst out of the Fire Spirit.

After one face, the two sides formed a confrontation across a ditch. The difference is that the Massimon side has gone from just fourteen to eight now.

“This man is actually a post-Nirvana Refinery Brother…” A Fateful Brother standing next to the Massi Gate has a little more fear in his eyes. Ordinary monks were struck simultaneously by eight Ordinary Monks, and even if they were immortal, their bodies would be close to collapse. And the monk in front of him, he's just covered in blood. He looks like he's badly injured. In fact, he's not injured at all. What's not a Brother of Refinery?

What's even scarier for them is that Ningcheng was actually carrying out some sort of space sensibility.

Massimon has calmed down from the panic of the three doors just now, and he said in silence, "We don't have to worry at all. This man just carried out not space sensibilities, but instantly absorbed the fire elements of space, causing a false collapse of space. Together, we can only do this one time at most, and even if he does it again, we are prepared. ”

One good thing about Massimon is that Ningcheng is not carrying out a real fire escape, but a false collapse of space. When Ningcheng is being carried out again, they are indeed prepared to avoid the fire magic of Ningcheng in a timely manner and do not need to burn sperm blood. But he made a slight mistake. Ningcheng's Fire Spirit, even if it was carried out five or six times, had no relationship. He had no idea how tough Ningcheng was.

“Together…” The eight men, despite their hearts and minds to Ningcheng, rushed all the way across the ditch to Ningcheng. This time no one left their hands, and it was already clear to them that Ningcheng was not an ordinary monk, but a strong man among the strong.

Ningcheng did not give in half, and similarly rushed to eight Fateful Brothers, ignoring even the treasures and fields attacked, the long guns in his hands cut out eight ordinary gunshot marks.

He waited for this moment.

Eight monks who attacked Ningcheng, including the Massi Gate, were confused. Ningcheng's fire-fighting magic was surprising and powerful. How could this time simply stab eight gunshots? If these eight gunmen can hurt them, they've been practicing for so many years.

The raging stars of the eight gathered together at this time, and Ningcheng's galaxy, if powerful, could not prevent the eight from joining forces. The star river area is fractured in inches, as if the next moment were going to be nothing. The three knots of the Massi Gate are the sound absorption of the human soul, the soul slightly weaker of the monks, maybe all will be sucked away by the three knots.

Seeing the star waters of Ningcheng fall apart, Ningcheng will be hanged into pieces by the attack of eight people, and Massimon will be ecstatic. The star has inspired this level, and even if Ningcheng has the power of the sky, it cannot return to the sky.

Not only is Massimon ecstatic, but the other seven monks are ecstatic. Again, they did not expect such a strong opponent before, but this time they lost the standard. It seems that a bitter battle is no longer necessary, in which case even a heavenly monk can only resist. One man resists the attack of the eight of them, and the Brothers in Heaven are also to be wounded.

At this moment, the eight monks who attacked Ningcheng suddenly felt that their attack seemed to slow down. Then it slowed down and even stopped.

Ningcheng's flat, bland guns turned into a beautiful round of Evening Summer, making them unwilling to continue thinking about killing Ningcheng, only to immerse themselves in this beautiful evening sunset.

Massimon first woke up and roared in his heart, no, it was not sunset, it was not evening summer, it was the law of God, and it was also the most difficult rule of time in the law to understand.

How is it possible for an immortal monk in the district to understand the laws of time? This is absolutely impossible. But everything in front of him stood still indefinitely. No, there was something else that didn't. It was eight gunshots in their mighty attack.

Ningcheng took the time to completely cover up the place for the sunset. Fourteen people, he was not sure to kill at the same time, but first he killed six with the Spirit and Fire Spirit, and the remaining eight, he believed he could definitely kill with sunset.

It turns out that Ningcheng was not wrong. Faced with his sunset dusk, the eight Fateful Brothers reacted with unlimited fear in their eyes, and no one could escape his sunset at this moment.

In despair, one can only admit one's destiny, which is the difference between the Fate and the Fate. In despair, the Patriarch of Heaven can escape the sunset of Ningcheng. And the Heavenly Fate Mother's state of mind, stars, and gods are far less than Ningcheng, in this beautiful despair, can only confess to fate. Instead of the kind of dying struggle, enjoy this beautiful sunset before you die.

For a monk who is about to lose his life, that's a long moment, and for a sunset in Ningcheng, that's a short moment.

Eight gunshots penetrated the eyebrows of eight people and took eight blood arrows.

“The law of time, I understand...” As Massimon fell into the middle of the trench, despair said, no one knew what he understood.

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