The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng, a rifle-wrapped heaven and earth, has always felt that Ningcheng is stronger, but is only a mixed Emperor's microbiological face has changed. If he had used a gun, he would never have made such a terrible threat.

Likewise, a mixed dollar in the Ningcheng district was not seen in the eyes of the main stranger of the hall, and after the shooting of Ningcheng, it was no longer possible to continue sitting on the car. Ningcheng's gun tells him that Ningcheng's strength far exceeds his estimate.

The reason he was lazy in his car was because Ningcheng was only a hybrid emperor, and the old gas was just a way to go. As for Indian, he was sure that the other party would not dare and would not attack him. Tai Xuan Daoting and Yao Hua Daoting? Oh, how many people can fight for the strong?

As the stranger rushed out of the car, he drank loudly, “Hush, pull away the former god of the woman in the diversion, no more flesh. ”

At the same moment, in addition to him, more than twenty women shot out, like flowers dancing in the air.

Although these women's skirts dance in the air, revealing a more tempting scene, no one has noticed the women below. All the strong retreated and focused their attention on Ningcheng and the confrontation of strangers.

After hearing the words of the stranger, Six Palaces Lord River sang a delicate drink, “Several sisters helped me stop that old Shi Ding, I went to catch my soul. ”

In the talking room, Heshan has rushed towards Anyi.

“Boom, kah...” Ningcheng's sculpture rifle and stranger's car bombed together, rolling up the broken rules of rhyme.

Ningcheng's seldom cracked areas also had some cracks at this moment, and a layer of isolated rhymes outside the stranger's car was torn apart directly by Ningcheng.

Neither of the first faces did their utmost, and despite the slight upwind of Ningcheng, the rift in his field immediately affected Anyi.

Anyi has only the strength of the wayside. At this moment, she does not have Ningcheng's protection. Under the suppression of the power of the Hedao strong, she cannot even move.

A kind of death overshadowed her head. Her face was a little pale and she could only look at Heshan and draw her Numen directly. At this moment, the old gas was stopped by four other temple lords, unable to separate at all.

Ningcheng watched the mood crack, and he couldn't care less about strange songs. Infinity Thunder City was sacrificed, while his whole person, along with the chemical gun, bombarded Heshan.

“Pfft...” Heshan's fingerprints have not yet reached the top of his head, Anyi is already a sperm of blood erupted, Yuan Gods almost to be drawn out by the hardliners.

“Ice seal...” The red eyes of Ningcheng Dao Run wild, the smell of the rules around him became irritable as his rhymes changed.

While Heshan was about to take Anye Won God, a space like an ice cage locked her in, making her rhyme impossible to penetrate.

“Split me...” Heshan naturally was unwilling to be locked by a god, and the rhymes around her burst into a shack, which locked her in the frozen space dimension cracked.

The stranger looked so blue, he couldn't imagine Ningcheng turning to his woman when facing him.

“The divine sky collapsed...” The stranger also stepped forward, and the beautiful cars beneath him instantly turned into a sky. This side of the sky completely covered Ningcheng and pressed directly against Ningcheng. It was as if the whole sky had collapsed, and there was no power to stop it.

At the moment of this crushing, the rules of heaven and earth were broken, and Ningcheng's realm was torn apart directly. This is not a broken divinity, but it is more direct than the broken divinity of Ningcheng. Any broken magic, beneath this forcibly crushed car, is also a floating cloud.

Not only does Tianxiang Shentong make the face of Innistar look ugly, but even Yaohua Daoting and Tai Xuan Daoting King, who are prepared to make a scene with the Seven Temples, look ugly.

Once suppressed, this horrible magic will not be seen enough, I'm afraid, even by millions of armies.

“Boom, click...”

The fierce pounding heavenly collapsed car bombed the infinite green thunder city in Ningcheng City, and the infinite green thunder city quickly dissipated the lightning and became ordinary.

After several cracks appeared, they retreated directly into the sea of knowledge in Ningcheng.

“Pfft...” The skeletal inches around Ningcheng are fractured, fractured and blurred.

Even so, Ningcheng had no intention of turning back to resist strange songs, and the Psychic Gun was still bursting into a cracked ice-covered space.

An awesome cry came out and Ningcheng's sculpting god suddenly stopped.

Time and space stood still at this moment, and everyone's breathing stood still at this moment.

The stranger even looked incredibly at Ningcheng's long gun, picking a woman on Ningcheng's long gun, and was just about to kill Anyi and take away Anye Won-god's Heshan.

After counting the hours of rest, the stranger suddenly ripped and screamed, "Don't you dare kill me... I will swallow your flesh, drink your blood, burn your Numen for hundreds of millions of years...”

Ningcheng had a sudden shake of the chemical weapon, and the river at the end of the gun was like air, disappearing into the whole space, and the soul was extinguished.

Ningcheng raised his hand and swallowed several pieces of Dan medicine. The strange song made him look worse than the empty giant caught him. In fact, the damage to him was much worse than the previous blank air bombing.

“KACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKING" The strength of the alchemy, at this moment, manifests itself perfectly.

Anyiyuan God returned to power, and he was also relaxed for a while. She knew that staying in front was a problem for Ningcheng, so pull back quickly.

“Are you the purifier of the true sacred body?” The stranger saw that Ningcheng had healed in a short period of time. Instead, he put up the impending movement and calmed down, staring at Ningcheng with the cold in his eyes.

Ningcheng ignored the strange song, he looked at the old gas, which fell in the wind in pairs. Had it not been for the strength of His Majesty, I fear the old gas would have been lost and fled.

“Ning Daojun, despite dealing with strange songs, I went to help Ping Ding Holy Emperor...” He stood firm after hesitating Gu Ruoxi saw Ning Cheng slaughter the Lord of the Sixth Hall.

The Seven Temples are mysterious, but this mystery is also relative to ordinary people. For some of the righteous, the Seven Temples are not completely ignorant. The stranger loved the six other lords almost as much as he loved the bones.

Now that Ningcheng has killed Lord Six Palaces, there can be no reconciliation. Once Ningcheng loses, her Yaohua Daoting will face endless reprisals from the Seven Temples. Instead of waiting and dying in the Seven Temples, let's do it now. Now, who has the winning and losing hand, I don't know.

“And I, Sun Yu Yin.” A tall man who stood behind the waters of his heart stood up and was likewise a sympathizer.

Qixin Shui said to Ningcheng, “Senior Wu Sun is the guardian court of my Tai Xuan Dao Court. Ning Dao Jun, this time we both move in and out. ”

He had the same idea as Guru Xi, and if there were no dead people, the matter could still be discussed. Now that Lord Six has been slaughtered by Ningcheng, this matter is long overdue.

Ningcheng nodded, he didn't have to say anything to the old gas. Now that he has slaughtered Lord Six, when he will fight again later, the old gas will surely kill him. This ancient strong man, let alone kill a few palace lords, would not have frowned even if he had slaughtered the Seven Temples.

The stranger stared at Ningcheng with a gloomy face, "Even if I can't kill you today, I will let you know what happens to my Seven Temples. I will make all those who know you die after suffering one soul at a time, I will make you remember forever, even if you are strong, some people are not able to move...”

The rage of the stranger vanished, calm and horrible, and the car beneath his feet suddenly split apart, turning into a faint patterned pattern of five colors. Breathing time, this faint patchwork completely encloses the space where he and Ningcheng are located, forming a world.

“Build the world?” Ningcheng shouted after he felt his mind and eyes directly blocked. It's not space control. It's world control.

No, Ningcheng soon realized that the strange song had not yet reached the realm of creation, it was just a world simulated by that car.

Once again sacrificed, Ningcheng was shocked to discover that his sculpture gun could not roll the killing force on this side, everything here is not his. A few time wheels blow out, just bring back a few dull voices, and then it's like mud into the ocean.

What kind of magic is this? Ningcheng just thought of this, a crisis of death penetrating its own consciousness.

Ningcheng's body flashed slightly, ‘pounding’, and a blade flashed through his waist, almost tearing his clothes apart.

Ningcheng's heart sinks, and a blade cannot yet create a death crisis for him. The only possibility is that this blade is filled with horrible magic or harsh poison.

The surrounding boundaries seem to be getting tighter and darker. Though it is not clear where the strange song is, Ningcheng is sure that the strange song is just a distance away from him, staring at him like a snake.

This car is a treasure that can simulate the magic of the realm. Ningcheng's heart is also calm. Instead of searching for strange songs, he raised his hand and waved a magic magic magic magic.

Seeing strange songs about his couple is definitely a sincere love affair, so long as this guy is hiding on the side, he can be found out.

Mo Yi is an Italian way of thinking about God. At this time, Ningcheng's rhythm is solid. Mo Yi exerted it on each other, which is no less than half the effect of the creation of the car.

“Mo Yi, the yellow sand rises... there are thin horses in the ancient western wind road, and the tears fill the shirt...”

All of a sudden, the dusty space rolled with yellow sand. The yellow sand grew stronger from weak. Finally, a wave of yellow sand formed, and a long ancient road slowly appeared in the yellow sand.

Ningcheng suddenly grabbed a barrel of Moyenne wine and sipped it across the mouth. Mo Yi Dao rhyme is getting stronger and stronger, and the ancient path beneath Huang Sha is getting more and more sandy.

But there was no one on the ancient road, and the stranger's song seemed to disappear, and a more powerful death machine was realized by Ningcheng.

Ningcheng did not specifically escape the killing machine this time, but grabbed the wine altar step by step and crossed out, singing aloud, “Xuan Huang up, like a floating hundred million miles, looking at the vast starry sky, how many swords and rain knives, life and death are on the front line... cross the emptiness to see the creation, where can you live forever...”

The song is sandy and dull, with a hint of wine.

(The final song begins with the theme song of the Gateway of Culture. The theme song of the Gateway of Culture is written by the old five and is already in the spectrum. Once it's done, the Old Five will put its first time in public prestige, making me feel the vastness of the starry sky. WSLW26 is the public authority signal for the Fifth Five, or "Goose is the Fifth Five."

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