The Gate Of Good Fortune

Instead of the four seasons of space starting to change, the rules of the various modes have shifted dramatically.

Ningcheng has seen KONG Jae and the strange universe do it, and does not know that KONG is carrying this hand. This dramatic change in attribute rules is most difficult to resist. However, Ningcheng felt that such a method was of little use to him. He was a spiritual character and practiced various rules and rhymes.

Even the radical change in the Kanton space rules won't affect him.

Shaojing was equally careless, and the enormous mirrors turned into a fantastic space that instantly obscured the stage where the two fought.

Spectators at this time, including Ningcheng, can only see the changing scent of rhymes in the middle of the stage. A moment ago it was still hot and a moment later it was cold.

Various rhyme rules collide in the changing space in the middle of the stage, and a rhyme ripple swoops out on the stage.

Despite not knowing the status of the war between the two, the people watching the war were looking at themselves in a shadow. It's just that the stage doesn't allow the infiltration of God, it can only be viewed with one's own eyes, and people don't know who is in the middle of this rhythm.

Ningcheng's gaze removed from the battle circle in the middle of the stage and swept a glance. He happened to see his head shaking and was obviously not very satisfied with the process of rivalry.

Ningcheng's heart moves. Can you see the battle between the two? Even if he stood on the stage, he could only perceive a slight upwind through the fluctuations of this rhythmic impact.

If he could see the situation through the naked eye, it would mean that he had a mystery. In that case, the third round was probably the result of his reading through the drawing of lots.

“Boom!” A more intense bang broke Ningcheng's mind.

A huge ‘thrust' word is almost all over the stage space, and the 'thrust’ word carries an emperor's scent, like the sky of the universe, trapping Shaojingqian's huge mirror.

The rhyme obstacle in the middle of the stage has disappeared, with Konezai and Shaoi standing against each other. The only difference is that Shaojingqian's mirror surface is trapped by a ‘thumbnail’ written by the hole.

“Boom!”

The two confronted each other for less than three breaths, and the confined mirror burst into a fierce roar. Then the mirror swept up and broke free of the word 'thumb’. After the mirror broke free, the word 'to' also dissipated.

Shaoi's thousand mouths were spilled with a trace of blood, he didn't wipe the blood, and he didn't continue to do it. Instead, he looked at Kaoru-ju and said, “Looks like you're right, I lost this war. ”

KONG Jae wasn't half proud, put away the long pen and said, “I have more experience than you. ”

Shaoi nodded and turned around and walked out of the stage. He just said that means he lost, not because he couldn't. Instead, as Konjo said, his experience is not as strong as Konjo's.

Wangshan Daojun came to the stage again and nodded to Kongcai, which was the only way to say to everyone, “The first three have been decided, we will continue to draw lots and then proceed to the fourth round of fighting...”

KONG Jae raised his hand and stopped Wangshan Do-jun from saying, “You don't have to draw lots, because if you don't draw lots, me and Ning won't take turns. It must be the other one. Ningcheng and I are friends, and we don't want to fight. In that case, let me take the third. ”

As soon as Ningcheng listened to KONG Jae, he knew who KONG Jae identified, and KONG Jae also indicated that KONG Jae could see through the banned signature ball.

Wangshan Daojun was also helpless, and he understood that, unfortunately, there was nothing he could do to prevent this from happening. He couldn't ask Ningcheng for help. Ningcheng was a contestant and he was the host, which represented their incompetence. Besides, Ningcheng doesn't necessarily stop you from reading through the ban on drawing lots.

He glanced and said softly, "Whether you participate or not, you are the third life. ”

After saying this, he went straight to the middle of the stage and said to Ningcheng, "Quickly, this is the last fight. ”

Seems to deliberately oppress Ningcheng's mind. As he spoke, the dragon hammer in his hand swayed deliberately a few times. Just a few swings, Ningcheng felt the rules of the surrounding space start to tremble.

It's a strong man, a real strong man.

Ningcheng held on to the Chemical Gun, and he was not sure about this war. But it's not that easy trying to kill him.

“You have a nice long gun. Where did you get it?” What Ningcheng did not expect was to look at the lives of other people as ants. Instead, he asked Ningcheng what was irrelevant.

Ningcheng knew that he was a man who ignored other people's lives and deaths, and the first five rounds of fighting were when he killed his opponent alone. If he doesn't want to kill, he can easily defeat his opponent with his strength. So in the face of humility, he didn't have half the fondness, “Where did my magic treasure come from, it had nothing to do with you. It's like I didn't ask you where your pharmacopoeia came from, like you said, quick fight. ”

Smiling slightly, he wasn't angry, "I can admit I lost, as long as you give me your long gun. ”

Ningcheng smiled lightly, "Why don't you make me your octagonal hammer? I just missed a paperboard. ”

The corner of my eyes revealed sarcasm, "No one in the world can make paperwork out of my hammer. Let's talk about your rifle. I know what you're capable of. You're not my opponent. Of course, it's hard for me to kill you, too, and I don't like it. It doesn't matter to me if I kill you or not.

If I'm not mistaken, is your long gun made of Xuantian Iron Mother plus five lines of divine water? You have five lines of divine water, you have Xuantian Iron Mother... Oh, as far as I know, Xuantian Iron Mother has only one piece, and it was taken away by the guy with the ax, how did you get it? ”

Ningcheng's corner of the eye twitched for a while. Can you actually see the material of the sculpture gun? If this thing is exposed, does it not mean that his creation of the Yellow Bead is exposed again?

“You don't have to worry about me being able to tell, because your rifle hasn't been promoted to the next level, so I can... ”

Seeing that the two words had not yet been spewed out, the octagonal kankun hammer in his hand suddenly burst into Ningcheng with a violent smell. There is no such thing as magic, and it depends entirely on hard bombing.

“KACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKACKAC

This man is so strong!

Not only was it strong, it was also insidious and suddenly started after attracting Ningcheng's attention. In Ningcheng's eyes, this man is a man who does everything he can to achieve his goals.

The fifth Jiansheng Bridge was sacrificed by Ningcheng. At the same time, the seamless markings of the sculpture gun were formed.

“Boom...” the octagonal kankun hammer has not yet been bombarded on the raw bridge, the raw bridge emitted a violent tremor, a road crack appeared on the bridge surface, the first time to the raw bridge so weak wind.

A boring force backfired between the rhymes of Ningcheng, which was suppressed almost to spit out.

“Boom! Squeak...” The razor-sharpening octagonal Kun Hammer rhyme finally struck together, making a burst of grinding noise in the roaring sound.

Ningcheng's boulevard rhymes, under the power of the octagonal hammer, directly collapse. The means by which a seamless gun print tears up a void space, here, has no effect whatsoever.

Any rhyme is divine, and when you encounter this powerful, crushing force bombardment, it will also be directly smashed.

Ningcheng took a breath, Dao Rhyme was even more insanely curled into the sculpture gun, at the same time, the Seven Bridges Book was sacrificed by him.

After the book of the Seven Bridges, the first Nahe Bridge, the second Wangxiang Bridge, the third Forgotten River Bridge, the fourth Huangquan Bridge, the sixth other shore bridge were all sacrificed...

Except in the war with Xingxi, Ningcheng sacrificed six bridges at the same time, and he never came out of the six bridges in the war against people.

Even when he fought Xingxi, his Seven Bridges book didn't come out, and at this time he even sacrificed the Seven Bridges book.

The Seven Bridges are instantly connected, and the rolling track rhymes roar in the void. The original cracked fifth survival bridge, also due to the intervention of the Seven Bridges boundary book, began to be repaired.

The six-bridge stretches and the Dao rhymes roll, creating a unique space for rules.

Here, live, you die too, die, you die too. Seven Bridges Company, no more returns. You can go, you have no life.

The original calm face saw Ningcheng's six bridges coming out, and the face was hard to see. When he saw the rhymes of the sixth shore bridge sweep in, he almost turned around and fled.

Fortunately, the strong will held him steady on his heels, and he eventually didn't see the seventh round of the bridge, which gave him a long breath. As long as the Seventh Round of Return Bridge is not there, even if there are Seven Bridges connected, he will not be afraid.

Roll and roll the huge grinding disc under the raw bridge, that huge dao rhyme grinding, slowly grinding away the huge power of the octagonal dry hammer.

Though this fierce power scent cannot be sustained by the Raw Bridge, Ningcheng is standing on the Yellow Springs Bridge, offering its full support to the Psychic Gun. In addition, the Seven Bridges Book repaired the damage to the Seven Bridges, and the length disappeared, and the hammer of the tear position interface was blocked.

Humming, is that all you need? He threw out a blood arrow in his mouth and forcibly cut off all the power rhymes on the octagonal hammer. Once again, the octagonal Kankun hammer rose. This time, it was more like the Gas Mountain River universe, bombarding Ningcheng and his six bridges.

“Die for me...” The eyes filled with anger, and since his strength had grown, he had never been fixed to be weaker than him, making him so wretched.

Even though he didn't have the strength of a thousandth of his peak days, he still believed that a hammer could make Ningcheng a nothingness.

The rolling rhyme beneath this hammer actually has some chestnuts, even the Seven Bridges boundary book connected to the Six Bridges makes a buzzing noise at this moment. It's not that the book of the Seven Bridges can't be done, but that the strength of Ningcheng is too weak to play one-in-10,000 strength of the book of the Seven Bridges.

The hammer fell, the sky was shielded, and the hammer fell, and the ground was shaken.

Everyone outside the Xuanhuang Sky Race watched this hammer incredibly, and they kept retreating and sighing. What if you took over Xuanhuang sky? If this hammer falls, can the sky be preserved again?

(That's all for today's update, good night, friends!

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