The Gate Of Good Fortune

I am definitely not an opponent of this monk in front of me. This is the only thought that came to pass after the two attackers bombed each other.

Hu Baiyi began to retreat rapidly at the moment when the realm was broken, and he hoped Ningcheng would not take the opportunity to hunt him down.

Ningcheng did not hunt down Hui Baiyi, but the reverse phasing force directly caused his Dantian field to surge for a while, the sea of knowledge had a tearing pain, almost a bite of blood erupted.

After completely removing the anti-phagocytic force, he watched Ningcheng in a stunned manner. Where the hell did this monk come from? How could it be so powerful? The strength of this field is no weaker than a half-step plastic, which is not yet the kind of soft half-step plastic.

He was ranked eleventh among the Twelve Sons of Tai Su, and he was clearly far from the rival of this monk in front of him. The strength of this monk in front of him, even among the Twelve Sons of Tai Su, is the existence of the first three, and none of the Twelve Sons of Tai Su can be his opponent.

Several monks who wanted to join forces against Ningcheng stopped. Even Holci's face changed a few times and he didn't say much. Benevolence is weaker and more limited than he is, and he does not want to offend such a strong man. At this time, he was almost certain that Ningcheng was a secret disciple cultivated by a large gate.

“I'm still saying that, as we agreed earlier, there are plenty of psychopharmaceutical gardens here, who robbed who belongs to whom. I won't stop if anyone else bothers me to rob the Psychopharmacy.” Ningcheng stared at Bengbaiyi and snorted coldly. Lazy enough to take care of Bengbaiyi, he turned around and landed in front of an advanced psychic pharmacy. Raising his hand was constantly throwing out the flag.

Without benevolence and Holci, other monks naturally refuse to come forward. Seeing Ningcheng start breaking the line again, the rest of us quickly formed a team and began breaking the line as well. Unlike Ningcheng, where banners were used to break the line, the remaining monks used violent breaking.

Just at the beginning, Ningcheng broke the formation for a few minutes, and behind him he broke the formation faster and faster.

When someone joined forces to blow up a pharmacy, he had broken down five pharmacy frigates. Every time Ningcheng breaks open the pharmacy's guard, it is even the pharmacy's hand. Despite the speed of Red Ning City, no one dared to take it.

With Ningcheng breaking down the seventh High Spirit Herbal Garden, all the High Spirit Herbal Gardens are gone, and the rest are some medium and low level Spirit Herbal Gardens.

After the incense, all the middle and lower level god herbal gardens here were broken, Ningcheng alone gained more than 80%.

The Herbal Garden of the Spirit was all divided up, but no one left, not even Ningcheng.

The grass grows so abundantly here, and there are two powerful human-faced centipedes, and you all know there must be top spiritual sources here.

In fact, after all the pharmacies were taken away, the location of the advanced spiritual herbal gardens showed signs of intense spiritual gas fluctuations that could not penetrate at all.

“This is where the grass of the gods grows, and this is where we all go.” Holci pointed to the spiritual fluctuations and said. He didn't say anything about allocation, there's Ningcheng here, it's absolutely impossible to want to eat the King of Champions.

So everyone sacrificed Fabao and Ningcheng sacrificed a long gun.

More than a dozen people attacked the place in just a few minutes, and there was a sound, and the whole ground collapsed, and an infinitely abysmal, empty world appeared in the minds of all.

A fierce burst of turmoil came along and Ningcheng first noticed something wrong. There was indeed a deep to extreme spirit below, and there was also a sleeping human face poisonous centipede. The loud noise just now woke the centipede directly. The centipede screamed and raised its entire head.

The centipede hasn't moved yet, and the horrible repression has made it difficult for people to breathe.

Everyone feels bad, and the centipede just lifts its head, and the small half of its body exceeds a thousand feet. It can be said that this centipede is fully extended and can definitely be half-round.

A terrifying space vortex swept out, and the four monks who had not had time to retreat were directly swept away by the space vortex, without even a scream, without breath.

Ningcheng had discovered the horror of this poisonous centipede, and he backed away for the first time. Even so, as the whirlpool of space swept in, he felt a terrible suction.

Still, the centipede didn't wake up. Once the centipede was completely awake, how horrible was it? Ningcheng wielded the wings of the sky and clouds wildly, walking far away.

Not only in Ningcheng, everyone here is the same, fleeing wildly.

Human-faced centipede soon found out something was wrong, its pharmacy was gone, and so were its two descendants. Horror roared behind Ningcheng, and the more violent collapse of space seemed to pull Ningcheng back.

Ningcheng's divine edge can only feel the rear as if it were a devastated world, frantically swept away by the whirlpool of poisonous centipede. The two monks who fled behind them, even without the capacity to resist, disappeared into the vortex.

Ningcheng flew all the way, and he didn't stop even if he encountered some good spiritual grass along the way. It took him a few days to escape and he was relieved from the smell of poisonous centipede.

That horrible centipede was woken up, and I'm afraid there shouldn't be much left of the dozen. Even if Hubaiyin and Holci want to escape, it's a little choking.

By the time he got to this place, Ningcheng's sense of direction was a little blurred. He was about to feel the direction of the transmission array, and the two beautiful figures had glistened from his mind.

“Joan Hua?” Ningcheng almost lost his voice and one of the shadows he was too familiar with was Master Jong-hwa.

Whether or not Master Jong-hwa, Ningcheng saw the shadow, he also went to see it.

Ningcheng was just about to rush past, and the familiar smell and powerful repression swept in. Ningcheng didn't even think about it, swinging heavenly cloud wings again, choosing a direction opposite the two beautiful nuns just now to rush out.

That smell and suppression was the sleeping horror centipede, Ningcheng didn't expect him to escape for days, the centipede would still catch up. It can be seen that there is definitely a mark on him from the centipede. The centipede chased us here, and the rest of us feared that he might be the last survivor.

This time the poison centipede is completely awake, no longer a previous confusion, Ningcheng can only feel the powerful space vortex constantly sucking him to retreat, and that horrible death suppression is getting closer and the smell is getting worse.

Ningcheng's heart sinks to the bottom of the valley, so that it won't take long for him to suppress the momentum in the field of poison centipede, and then get caught in the stomach of the poison centipede by that kind of vortex space.

At this time, Ningcheng had some regrets in his heart, and he should sacrifice the star wheel. On a star wheel, he slowly searches for his mark.

All the way to Ningcheng, many monks saw a 10,000-year-old man hunting down Ningcheng. No one dared to stand in front of the centipede at this time. The centipede came all the way here. Some monks fled the impatience and were directly caught in the entrance of the centipede.

However, the main goal of the centipede is Ningcheng, so long as the other monks escape a certain range, the centipede will be ignored.

All the monks who passed by the poisoned centipede looked shocked at Ningcheng, where they had fled in front, and at the centipede that had been hunted in the back. Who the hell is this guy? What have you done? Angry things? It really pissed off this horrible beast.

Feeling the nearer and nearer people face the poison centipede, Ningcheng knows that he doesn't want to do anything about it, next year today is his annoyance.

Divine Awareness Chopping, Dark Awareness Storm, Time Wheel, Sunset Dusk, Mo Dependence...

Ningcheng passed all his gods over and found that none of them could stop this man from coming after him. It's not that he can't do it, it's that he can't do it.

Maybe a five-color fissure arrow can stop one or two, and if he does sacrifice a five-color fissure arrow, he's really dead.

The power of this man's poisonous centipede is definitely not locked by his five-color fissure arrow. Like other gods, it is not a five-color fissure arrow. It is also his strength. If he was a monk of plastic, he could have killed the centipede with an arrow, but he wasn't a monk of plastic. The enormous power gap cannot be bridged by means of means.

Five-color fission arrows can block this centipede 12, referring to what happens after the arrow is fired, not what does not.

The powerful suction of the space vortex has affected the speed of Ningcheng. Ningcheng dared not think about it any more. Turn around and stop. The blood burned. At the same time, the hands of the book of the Seven Bridges swung wildly. The First Nahe Bridge of the Seven Bridges Shentong.

A cold air gushed out of the boundary book, a huge tablet blocked the suction of the space vortex, and as the inscription of the five weeds on the giant tablet "First Nahe Bridge" slowly appeared, a hidden tragic white stone arch slowly appeared behind the tablet.

The rolling blood river swept under the bridge, and Ningcheng clearly saw the newcomer's face poisoned centipede blocked by the first Niehe bridge. Or it can't be said to have stopped, but the human-faced centipede stopped. The centipede appears to be a little harsh on the First Nahe Bridge, but has no interest in the growing gloom around it.

The tremendous voice in the shadow was echoing, “If you don't return to life, if you don't return to death, why don't you go back...”

Ningcheng understands the gods and stars in the ocean as if they had leaked the bottom pot, crazy spill, but this first Nahe bridge and the blood river under the bridge are still blurred.

Ningcheng's heart was shady and he lacked the strength to fully sacrifice the First Nahe Bridge. The first Naihe Bridge was able to do this, not because of him, but because of the Seven Bridges. If he stays on and doesn't have to face the centipede, he'll become dry meat himself.

The reason why the human-faced centipede was stopped before the first Nahe bridge was not because the human-faced centipede feared this lower version of the first Nahe bridge, but because it did not understand the situation. Ningcheng can see the slight impact of the first Naihe Bridge on the human centipede.

Indeed, after a short time of hesitation, the human-faced centipede rushed to the first Nahe Bridge.

The rolling shadow slowed down the poisonous centipede, and Ningcheng had long sacrificed the star wheel without delaying it for half a breath. At the same time, he grabbed the Seven Bridges Book and drove the star wheel wildly away again.

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