The Gate Of Good Fortune

“Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock"

The power of Ningcheng is so unbearable that it is even more unbearable for Ying Taiyi. Her open mouth was a blood arrow erupting, shaking even under the realm of Ningcheng.

Knock, knock, knock, fluctuate on the purple cloud of Zhen Xiaoyin, directly filtered out most of it. Even so, Zhen Xiaobing is still intolerable. He has been very relaxed, this time spraying several blood arrows, and the whole person is paralyzed over a purple cloud of color.

If it weren't for that purple cloud, I'm afraid those two bangs would be enough to make him crash.

Ningcheng raised his hand as a broken magic, the knocking sound instantly diminished, at the same time, the gray ground under the feet of the three people disappeared without a trace. The gray ground was like a black mouth that covered the three of them completely.

The infinite number of rules-powered around them squeezed in, and the three Ningcheng people were instantly deprived of their freedom in this space.

If Ningcheng hadn't carried out a rupture before, the three of them would have been unable to move at this moment.

“Brother Ning and this sister go, there is danger here.” Zhen Xiao's mouth sounded good, and at this time he did not hesitate to sacrifice the transmission tray.

After his conveyor plates were sacrificed, the purple cloud at his feet suddenly simulated a purple handprint that rolled up the broken axe blade on the altar and disappeared with him into the squeezed space of the rule.

Zhen Xiaobing not only rushed out of the space of this squeeze rule for the first time, but also rolled away the broken axe blade that created the indelible axe. Not only that, but before he left, he didn't forget to greet Ningcheng and Yantai Yi. The good and the good are done by him alone.

Zhen Xiaobing knew that the reason they still had some freedom was because Ningcheng had done that before. Without Ningcheng's broken magic, he would die a terrible death. Yantai is naturally also very aware of this, she couldn't think of anything else, while the rule power of the squeezed space has not yet arrived, a rhetorical sacrifice, then disappeared without a trace.

She understands that once Ningcheng's magic is lost, she will have no resistance but to add a pile of white bones to this place. It's just that her escape method is not as good as Zhen Xiaobing's, and she can't even get Ningcheng to leave in time.

Ningcheng didn't want to go, he went to grab the broken axe blade while he was doing his magic trick. While he did it, the shadow that none of the three gods could sweep locked his hands and feet. The three shadows that locked his hands and feet turned into a chain, and the fierce Taoist power rolled in and swept Ningcheng away.

Strong means, Ningcheng was rolled away while clearly seeing Zhen Xiaoyin's purple cloud under his feet. That is definitely not a means of diversion, and even the average Mixed Dollar strong does not have such a means of rhyming. At this point, Ningcheng is sure that the strong behind Zhen Xiaoyin is terrible.

The crack in front of the altar disappeared after Ningcheng was rolled away. If there was not an indestructible piece of axe blade missing here, it would be the same as before Ningcheng three people came, there was no half difference.

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Zhen Xiaobing landed outside the corner of the Yin clan and held his fist inside the corner of the Yin clan. "Two brothers and sisters, the younger brother has gone one step ahead. I hope that you will have a big makeover, so that you can come out safely with the younger brother. ”

After saying this, Zhen Xiaobing once again grabbed a platter, which rolled up a white light and instantly rolled him away without a trace.

Zhen Xiaoyi just disappeared. Zhen Taiyi landed in Zhen Xiaoyi's position. Her face looked complicated and looked at the still spotless Yin corner. She sighed only half of her breath. She wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth. Her body turned and disappeared without a trace at the next moment.

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The growing power of the rules of the rhyme, one hand and two legs of Ningcheng are completely incapable of autonomy, and surrounded by this power of the rules of the rhyme, they are brought into a bottomless pitch-black abyss.

The power of rule restraint is increasing, and Ningcheng's consciousness is becoming more compressed as Ningcheng is caught in the depths.

Ningcheng did not hesitate to take out a bottle of the empty city Dowager Dan, and several empty city Dowager Dan was poured into his entrance. As soon as Dan was swallowed up, his consciousness stabilized and he began to soar again.

The surrounding rules of space restraint carry a hint of mindfulness and control, and Ningcheng can take advantage of the dark swallowing gods to devour these gods. However, he did not do so, the last time he had limited strength, he could only rescue the tray, and there was nothing he could do about the three chains.

He did not know if the three chains were the three, but since he had voluntarily involved him, he would not want to escape.

Ningcheng has a feeling in his heart that it is difficult to make further progress after he has reached this level. Since it is difficult to make further progress, if he is not the opponent behind this altar, even if he has left, it will be difficult to seek revenge in the future.

As Ningcheng's consciousness grew stronger, Ningcheng felt the shady smell around him, and in addition to that shady smell, he even heard some Sanskrit.

The gloomy smell of Ningcheng's bones permeated a strange cold, suggesting that he would be turned into nothingness by this gloomy creep anytime, anywhere. The Sanskrit seemed to plant some more rhyme seeds in his body to preach a nascent avenue rhyme to him. The two rhymes blend together to make Ningcheng a better place to live and die.

When the dagger that cut the chain of the disk was taken away from the disk, Ningcheng believed that with the god that he is now recovering, he can show strength and means, and not the dagger can also completely break the chain.

But he still endured this terrible ordeal, and he was born without moving the chain. He simply attached his galactic flame to his left hand and the anonymous flame to his right hand.

The origins of these three chains are too strange, Ningcheng believes that if he breaks them now, even if his strength is equal to that of the road, he will never find the origins of these chains again.

“Kaka...” Ningcheng's body bones were finally unbearable and slowly split apart, mixed with the extremely dark and cold rhymes of Sanskrit.

Ningcheng sighed. If he continued like this, even if he were a holy body, his body would not bear to be torn apart.

Just as Ningcheng tried to break the three chains, a long black belt appeared in his mind. With the sound of "bang”, he fell all over the floor. The three chains came out of the same place, but were biased in three directions, pulling the Ningcheng plane up again, as if to split his body with a chain.

Under the rhythm of Ningcheng's internal passage, the cracked bones recovered instantly. He still hadn't done anything to remove the three chains, but just glanced at the black belt.

It's not a long belt, it's a black long river. The black Long River rhyme spins, a feeling that makes Ningcheng extremely familiar.

A hidden red bridge contour appears in front of Ningcheng, which is weird because only half of it. When the bridge reached the middle, it was suddenly broken.

In front of the bridge, there are a few speckled grass lines, the sixth shore bridge.

“I've waited so long for you, you're finally here.” There was a dull sound across the Black River, though it came from across the Black River, and Ningcheng sounded like a touch in his ear. Gentle, no rush.

Ningcheng finally understood what he had seen outside the door before. "Come in now.” What this means, it turns out, is to him.

“Are you waiting for me?” Ningcheng spoke calmly.

“Alas...” came a long sigh, "Long live the bridge and never return it...”

Come on up! Taoist traces sweep into Ningcheng.

Together, Ningcheng's heart was filled with desolation for a while. Before he could react, the power of the three chains suddenly increased. This was obviously to separate his body and then involve his Numen in front of the other bridge.

He practiced the Seven Bridges Shentong, and today he was actually affected by the Sixth Shore Bridge. Ningcheng dared not wait any longer. Both flames burst into the shed at the same time. At the same time, the sculpture gun behind him burst into the chain beneath his feet.

“Boom! Boom! Cut!”

The strength of the Star River flame is fully manifested at this time. The flame is only wrapped around the wrist of Ningcheng, and the chain wrapped around the wrist of Ningcheng makes a bang and breaks directly. The flame of the Star River did not stop and plunged back into Ningcheng's right wrist.

Just a few breaths later, the anonymous flame, with the help of the Star River Flame, broke the chain of the other hand in Ningcheng. And then he clicked, and Ningcheng's sculpture gun broke the chain on his foot.

While the three chains broke on Ningcheng, a furious reprimand was heard across the Black River, and the previously unseen sighs and murmuring voices disappeared completely.

The black river roared suddenly, and the power of the wild winding rhyme increased hundreds of times at this moment, with Ningcheng rushing directly to the sixth shore bridge.

Ningcheng snorted and raised his hand to sacrifice the book of Seven Bridges.

As soon as the Seven Bridges book came out, it formed an invisible force of rules, which then began to suck the rhymes on the sixth other bridge.

The voice across the Black River was furious, and the rhymes on the sixth shore bridge became more violent. Ningcheng has put in place various means and, with the help of the Seven Bridges Book, is still being taken to the edge of the fractured bridge.

At the edge of the bridge, Ningcheng saw a red flower, which Ningcheng knew as Manju Sahua, and Manju Sahua had a name for the other flower.

In front of this red manju salad, there is a void with a bleak rhyme in the void. Through this void, Ningcheng finally saw the opposite of the void, also a broken bridge, where there was also a flower, a white flower. This Flower Ningcheng, too, is called Mandolova.

The desolate rhymes in the void gathered together to form the rhyme script, “The flowers have flowered for hundreds of millions of years, and the leaves will never be seen. ”

(There was a delay today, and the second one has only been updated. Man is exhausted. That's it for today. Good night, friends! Friends with monthly tickets also asked for support to make us big, thank you!

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