The Gate Of Good Fortune

Burial of blue sand cannot stretch the consciousness, but the Divine Dollar is unaffected. But once the Divine Dollar is inspired, the faster it is, the more obstructive it will be in the shadow blue sand.

The voice behind ‘Thorn Amre’ is becoming clearer, and Ningcheng can even feel a death threat. A shadow rushed past Ningcheng, each of which was stronger than Ningcheng. As you can see, despite the dangers of the shadow blue sand, there are still a lot of people here.

Ningcheng's god forcibly broke the blue sand behind him and saw a Yudo Emperor swept away by an invisible force, his breath vanished into thin air just momentarily.

Ningcheng dared no longer hold hands, and the storm of divinity swept out, forming a realm of divinity. The resistance around them became weaker at this moment, and Ningcheng's speed rose rapidly.

Beyond the Ningcheng Emperor, one was left behind by Ningcheng. Just as Ningcheng was ready to relieve herself, her back was cold for a while, and a large, pitch-black mouth in the blue sand suddenly bit Ningcheng. There are no signs, and there are no fluctuations in this whirring blue sand.

“Clicking...” Bitten on the infinite green thunder city of Ningcheng, the lightning splashed, the Divine Woman came back, the heart of Ningcheng burst for a while.

Ningcheng quickly sacrificed the long gun, his mind swept out, but nothing else. In addition to whistling and rolling blue sand, the surrounding area is rolling blue sand.

Ningcheng sniffed the air. Fortunately, his Infinite Green Thunder City did not put away it. Otherwise, even if it was just now, he was probably the least fierce. Even if you do get out of that bite, you're gonna get hurt.

Ningcheng became more cautious, hiding threats he could not even sense in the shadow blue sand.

Or because Ningcheng was cautious and drove another half-day, he was not attacked again. Ningcheng did not feel that terrible death threat again, which slowed her down.

A thick spiritual energy was sensed by Ningcheng, whose gaze swept away before he found himself standing in front of a lake. The weaker the flying blue sand here, the closer to the lake, the less blue sand there is. At a distance of 100 meters from the lake, the blue sand was not even there, and it was clear that the green grass was all over the lake.

Ningcheng still sees green for the first time since entering the burial shadow blue sand.

Ningcheng did not act in a rush, his mind stretched out and forcibly looked around. After half a column of incense, he has seen clearly that this is a method of formation. This lake is the foundation of the formation, which weakens the blue sand of the shadow blue sand, forming a slightly safer zone.

After understanding that this is a method of formation, Ningcheng breathes air in its heart. The power of Funeral Blue Sands is terrible, Ningcheng already knows. His power is in danger here, simply fleeing, or barely defending itself.

And what kind of strength and level of proof would it take to arrange this formation, which actually blocks such a terrible blue sand sweep?

Ningcheng carefully bypasses the lake and walks across the street. His eyes were open, and a stone trail stretched far.

After confirming that the trail was fine, Ningcheng put away the Infinite Green Thunder City and set foot on this stone trail.

As soon as Ningcheng embarked on this trail, his divine bondage completely disappeared and a huge green spot appeared in front of him.

There were a few shadows of a monk in there, and Ningcheng soon saw the woman in the shadow with the disgruntled white dress.

Ningcheng had a slight relaxation in her heart. Since the woman in the white dress had also fled here, it should be safe here for now.

He accelerated and walked past. These people have been in the shadow blue sand longer than him and should have known the situation. Maybe he can find out what that Thorn Omru is here, and if anybody here knows about the Golden Leaf.

But Ningcheng quickly felt something wrong, and he saw several dead bodies here, apparently just before they were killed, and two around the white dress woman.

The white skirt woman saw Ningcheng come and revealed some surprise. Seems to wonder how Ningcheng can escape here?

Seeing the woman in the white dress look at herself, Ningcheng nods her head. When this lovely widow escaped, he was reminded that he was grateful.

The women in white skirts looked heavy and did not respond to Ningcheng. Opposite her were the five Sacred Templars, who seemed to be confronting the White Dress women.

“Take out the storage ring and roll.” A chilly voice fell on Ningcheng's ear, speaking exactly opposite one of the five.

Ningcheng doesn't think he can fight, let alone five.

“You want my storage ring?” Ningcheng looked across the street at the five idolatrous emperors and asked, at this moment he knew perfectly well how the bodies came from the ground. These men escaped from the demon, came here and were killed by the first few.

It's obvious why the white widow is still alive.

Ningcheng's subconscious took two steps back. Can't he beat it yet?

“If you can't go out, you're dead.” The voices of women in white skirts sound again.

“My what?” Ningcheng subconsciously asked.

The woman in the white dress looked at Ningcheng in confusion, "Didn't you know the shadow was buried in the blue sand and the demon was terrible? ”

Ningcheng frowned slightly, "Have we escaped the threat of the Shadow Devil? ”

“Ha ha...” The hallowed saint who wanted Ningcheng to hand over the storage ring smiled, as if he heard the best joke, and then the whole person jumped to Ningcheng.

Ningcheng District, a plastic emperor, a sculptural emperor jumped at him, no one else moved.

Apparently, Ningcheng was not seen in the eyes of the Sacred Emperor, not even Fabao was sacrificed, and he reached out and grabbed Ningcheng.

At the time of his capture, this side of the space was completely under his control, and Ningcheng, which was directly oppressed by a powerful atmosphere, could not move.

In the early days of the general plastic emperor, under such a powerful suppression of a mid-canal emperor, there was no half-degree resistance.

Ningcheng laughed in his heart. This guy thought he was the Emperor of the Second Step of the Probation. How could he use this eagle to hunt chickens against him?

Just as Ningcheng was preparing to sacrifice a long gun, another person rushed in. The Sacred Emperor, who was going to attack Ningcheng, saw this man rush in and stop being born.

“Sister Faureen? You're here, too?” Someone immediately saw the woman in the white dress and shouted with surprise.

“Brother Hou Fu...” The white dress woman replied, still focusing on the five Kaido Saints across the street.

“Are they stopping here to rob?” Later Hou Fei quickly understood what was going on and stared at the five Sacred Way Emperors and said.

“Do it, this woman can stay and kill if she can't stay..." Seeing another façade emperor, and this man and woman still know each other. The five men across the street no longer had patience and rushed straight to the lovely widow and the queen. As for Ningcheng, perhaps in their eyes, it is simply superfluous.

The women in white dress and Hou Fu immediately sacrificed Fa Bao, only two of them, but the other five, before starting to fight, were completely suppressed.

Ningcheng knew perfectly well that he could never stand idly by at this time. Five people across the street didn't see him, that's because he fixed it. When these five men kill the White Skirt woman and Hou Fu, that's when he dies.

When all five surrounded the women in white dress and Hou Fei, Ningcheng moved, and he directly sacrificed the Seven Bridges boundary book. Fighting such a strong man, he has no right to retain any means.

The tragic white First Nahe Bridge became more and more solidified. Just after it was sacrificed, it completely blended with the pubic gas on the Seven Bridges boundary book, and built a pubic rolling stone arch bridge.

The tumbling blood river is also becoming pounded, as if the river were tumbling down and penetrating directly into the soul.

The miserable white stone arch instantly involved all seven Sacred Emperors in the battle, the powerful forces of collapse, Ningcheng's sea of awareness hurts, the mouth is a blood erupt.

“This is the first Naihe bridge in the Seven Bridges Divine Communion...” One of the Kamikaze Emperors saw the "First Naihe Bridge" on the tragic white stone arch bridge five scribbled words, shocked and shocked.

Ningcheng felt the sea of knowledge overflow. It seemed that the first Naihe Bridge was about to collapse and his sea of knowledge was about to be blown up. At this time, the five people trapped by his first Naihe Bridge had not even moved.

“The two of you don't do it yet, and now the three of us are grasshoppers on the same line.” Seeing the women in white dress and Hou Fu in front of the first Nahe Bridge, Ningcheng sighed in anger and then rushed into the first Nahe Bridge, offering a long gun roll to one of the Sacred Emperors of the Way.

The reason why he dared to wrap the seven men around the First Nahe Bridge was to make sure that the white dress woman and Hou Fu joined forces with him.

Without waiting for Hou Fu to understand from the horror, the White Skirt woman knew exactly what Ningcheng meant. She sacrificed Fabao to attack one of the Sacred Emperors of the Sacred Way. At the same time, she spoke loudly to Hou Fu and hurry.

Whatever Ningcheng thought, she had no choice but to work with Ningcheng first. Once Ningcheng falls, she and Hou Fu will definitely be killed by five other people.

Hou Fei also woke up to God and sacrificed Dragon Danding to one of the Sacred Emperors.

White skirt women and waiting choices helped Ningcheng do the job, and the pressure in Ningcheng slowed down. His first Nahe Bridge was more of a windsweep, and the blood river beneath the Nahe Bridge rolled like a giant hammer of hearts, blowing into the chest of every Sacred Emperor of the Sacred Way.

Because the First Naihe Bridge is the Pharaoh of Ningcheng City, and is also his sacrificial masterpiece, the pressure of white dress women and waiting is naturally not much, more pressure is shared by the other five people.

Just breathing time, Ningcheng and the women in white dress and the three of them took the upper hand with the help of the First Nahe Bridge.

But Ningcheng clearly knew that this upwind was only temporary, and he impatiently preached to the playful widow and the waiter, “My Niehe Bridge can only suppress more than a dozen breathing times, these dozen breathing times, have to kill one more. ”

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