The Gate Of Good Fortune

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Tatsujizawa is also a strong match, the angrier he gets, the calmer he is. Ningcheng can destroy the Seven Kingdoms in such a short period of time, including the end of public opinion, and a few strong people can see that their strength will not be much weaker than that of him.

A powerful rhyme slowly gathered around him. Killer intent also gradually stacked, a blue bone fan with a bloody edge hanging over his head, seemingly containing a destructive scent that could erupt any minute. In the face of a strong man like Ningcheng, he does not want to be negligent at all.

Ningcheng held the chemical gun tight and still stood on the fourth Yellow Springs Bridge, equally motionless. The fact that he can easily take out the power of public opinion does not mean that he can easily take out the powerful man in front of him.

After talking to the voices in the void, there was also a comparison in the heart of Ningcheng, the strong man of the third step.

The so-called ‘avenues are big, the avenues are small, the avenues are big, the phantoms are fake, and the false avenues are immortal!’ You can also look at strength and weakness.

In Ningcheng's view, the path Xingxi cultivated should be the avenue, so the third step is very strong. Intangible Taoist and Changtian Taoist are supposed to practice trails with weaker strength than Xingxi. As for Maple Yellow Eyebrow, there are also these third steps of the Seven Kingdoms, which are either illusory or fake. These people should be the weakest.

Even the weakest, Ningcheng wouldn't dare carelessly. After all, he was in the right place, and the guy in front of him seemed to be in the right place.

In the distance, Song Wangxiao and others saw Ningcheng standing on the Huangquan Bridge, surrounded by killing intentions, the rhymes were endless. Confronted with Tianxizawa, no half fell into the downwind, it was shocking. Sang Wangxiao had never seen Ningcheng do it. At that time, Ningcheng simply killed the two founding members of the Duan clan and confronted Duan Xizawa. He knew that he was far from being an opponent of Ningcheng.

Thinking about it, he can't help but be glad he hasn't completely offended Ningcheng yet. Otherwise, even if the heavenly gate realm is stronger, it will not be able to protect him outside the Xuanhuang sky.

“You are the Ningcheng of the Tai Su Realm, kill me the three realms of the Seven Kingdoms, the five righteous Ningcheng?” When his killing was fully formed, Tan Xizawa stared at Ningcheng and asked.

Ningcheng said calmly, "No, you're wrong. ”

Tatsuzawa laughed, but he didn't have half a smile in his eyes. "Even if you resist again, you will surely die. Killing me alone is enough to destroy your entire Tai Su world. If you kill so many of my elites today, even if you invite the mighty one from the vast universe, you and the Tai Su Realm will end up flying gray. ”

Ningcheng bluntly said, "I said you were mistaken, not that I didn't kill your Seven Kingdoms, but that you said the wrong number, and then you have a boundary. Don't you like to destroy planets in the human realm? After I kill you, I'm going to the Seven Kingdoms to uproot you, so count the numbers yourself. Oh by the way, you don't have that chance anymore...”

“I just came to see how your little symbiosis is against the sky...” Titan Shizawa angrily couldn't even bother to scold, the blue bone fan in his hand burst suddenly, illusioning an infinite amount of awesome fog.

The rolling sound brake flows, the whole of Xuanhuang sky is infiltrated by this horrible sound brake flow breath, repaired into a weaker direct seven know-how bleeding. Sang Wang Tao and others watching next to him also had to stretch out their protective field to resist.

Awesome wind fog mixed with sound brass is becoming more concentrated, controlling Ningcheng and his space.

Ningcheng snorted coldly. The Seven Kingdoms are indeed poisonous. The lives of others are in the eyes of the Seven Kingdoms. I'm afraid there is no difference from the ants.

The yellow river over the fourth Yellow Springs Bridge grows more and more fierce, that awesome sound of space is swept away by the yellow river, still part rolled into Ningcheng.

Ningcheng waved again, and the fifth survival bridge landed on Huangquan Bridge.

The huge black grinder beneath the raw bridge was frantically abrasive, and the endless tremendous sound brake fog was swept away by the raw bridge and disappeared.

Awesome sound Shadow Rhyme is obviously not the killer of Tianxi Ze. By the time Ningcheng festival to the raw bridge, Tianxi Ze's blood side bone fan has played out countless times in a row.

Each time the terminal tidal waves, there is a spiral pattern that gradually forms a spring-like space if there is none. Ningcheng is bound by this spiral-shaped pattern, and even Ningcheng's realm cannot be stopped.

Ningcheng had a slight jump in his heart. He was sure he was right. How many times stronger is the boundary than the realm of creation?

This spiral of dawdles not only binds his space, but more importantly his rules of dawdle. At this moment, any of his rules are restricted. His area of protection is also one of the rules, so his area of protection is also tied up.

Ningcheng was surprised that this Avatar was also somewhat similar to his broken Avatar. His broken divinity is the rule of heaven and earth that needs to break space, and this divinity of the other party, while not the rule that breaks the surrounding space, is the rule that binds the surrounding space.

His broken divinity seems to be more destructive and more effective than his. In fact, Ningcheng is well aware that this rule of constraint is no worse or even stronger than his broken one. Because of this rule of restraint, the rhythms and divine elements that need to be consumed are much smaller.

Ningcheng has a roll of long guns, the pattern of the guns becomes a tens of thousands of rule rhyme, and it is also a broken divine sacrifice.

Without waiting for Ningcheng to follow the slaughter moves behind him and tie his space rules to a sudden change, Ningcheng saw a beautiful world.

If it weren't for Ningcheng's rubble, he might not have been able to resist walking into this gorgeous world. This blood-sided bone fan by Tianxizawa is still a world treasure of rhymes, like a mountain diagram.

Eh, I saw Ningcheng stop at the edge of his own bloody mountain fan, frowned at the end of Xizherton. He also felt Ningcheng's broken divine talent. The reason Ningcheng did not walk into his Blood Red Mountain Fan was because a broken divine talent was sacrificed shortly before Ningcheng went in. It is this broken divine talent that weakens the impact of his mountain river on Ningcheng.

Daoist? Ningcheng looked at the bloody mountain river in front of him and fully understood the idea of Tianxizawa. Everything Tatsuzawa did before was under cover. He's really trying to kill himself to get into this bloody river.

Is that a mystery? Me too.

Instead of retreating, Ningcheng stepped into the bloody mountains.

Tianxizawa was surprised, and when he thought he had other means to use, Ningcheng finally entered his bloody mountain river.

As long as he enters his bloody mountain river, he can only be left to ravage and kill.

Maple yellow eyebrows looked shocked, even if he yelled again, it could not affect Ningcheng half a point, he could only watch Ningcheng step by step towards the bloody mountain river at the end of Xizhe.

It's over.

Sang Wangxiao and others were slightly relieved. Ningcheng was very counterproductive and able to confront the powerful people of the world. Fortunately, Ningcheng is still somewhat limited and ultimately not a rival to Tianxizawa. When Ningcheng dies, it is estimated that the Thai vegetarian world will be shattered and not even have a chance of being refined.

As soon as Tianxizawa stepped into the Bloody Mountain River in Ningcheng, he sacrificed another giant shear. He was going to cut off Ningcheng's head and pinch Ningcheng's Numen and tell him that the Seven Tianshi is not an ant like you that can offend him.

But just as his scissors were sacrificed, he smelled a bouquet of wine, and the bloody mountain fan in front of him blurred.

The sun sets west, and the sand rises! Ancient Road Slimming Horseman is interdependent.

There was a slight breeze of yellow sand in front of Titan Ze's eyes, and on the long ancient path, he seemed to see a scene already hidden in the depths of his memory.

This is...

When he saw the bloody mountain river at the end of this ancient road of Huangsha, Titan suddenly woke up.

No, it's the same thing. A little sympathetic emperor also dared to spread blood on himself and seek death as he stepped into the Bloody River Mountain.

Tatsuzawa laughed coldly, and the huge scissor rhyme in his hand swept through the killing scent. Even the death scent on the Yellow Springs Bridge and the Survival Bridge at the foot of Ningcheng has been rolled in, and the massive shears of death are climbing.

Ningcheng was about to be completely covered by this killing. When there was no resistance, Tang Xizawa saw a finger at the end of the space.

To describe this finger with what? Huge, pound? Or kill? None of this is right, it's death.

Everything in space is shattered in front of this finger. The rules are shattered, the rhymes are shattered, and so will the life.

Breaking the void, silencing everything, breaking a finger. Tianxizawa's giant shear momentum suddenly collapsed under this finger. That rolling yellow sand sunset rhyme, accompanied by this finger that annihilates everything, is even more powerful and sad.

“What does that mean?” Tamizawa watched this finger break his rhyme, tear his realm apart, and bombard his divine soul.

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

Originally freed from Mojitsu, Mojitsu was again caught in Mojitsu under this finger. The giant arrow in his hand became a clipper for the woman's needle thread. His mountain rhymes have long become a constraint, involving himself.

Victory and defeat were but moments, when he was about to break free of Ningcheng's indifference and take control of Ningcheng, the day and earth appeared.

If Ningcheng doesn't have a broken finger, if he can move faster...

Whatever the world is, it's a tough thing.

“Boom!” Blood fog burst into the shack, and Tidal Zelig's giant shears fell to the ground, his eyes flashed with despair. The illusions around him disappeared, and his blood-side mountain fan landed on the ground.

Only his broken Numen still looked at Ningcheng somewhat reluctantly, "What the hell does that mean? ”

“If the name is broken, you can wait for the rest of you to go to hell together.” Ningcheng hand roll, Yellow Springs Bridge and Jiansheng Bridge put away, everything around them disappeared, only that turned into the bloody mist has not completely dissipated Tianxi Ze.

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