The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng had long known that this would happen. Almost simultaneously, several banners were thrown out by him, while the artificial shots were fired.

An unhindered passage appeared in front of Ningcheng, and Ningcheng easily stood at the top of the White Jade Plate. By this time, the killing line had just started. It's just that Killing Formation has nothing to do with Ningcheng anymore.

“Shh!” a long arrow that almost tore up the void fired on a five-color fissure bow, and the violent killing followed this long arrow into the void.

Ningcheng didn't care if the arrow killed his opponent or not. He grabbed a five-color fissure bow while the arrow just fired.

A violent breath penetrated, Ningcheng sneered, and as he had guessed, there was also a divine attachment on the five-color fissure bow.

Ningcheng's consciousness shook easily, and there was no need to attack at all, and the notion on the five-color fissure star bow was dissipated by him.

Without waiting for the fierce smell of the five-color fission star bow to interfere with itself, Ningcheng raised its hand and photographed dozens of banned five-color fission star bows, which were thrown into its world by Ningcheng.

In his world, the five-color fission star bow should be strong and steady.

The five-color fission star bow was taken away by Ningcheng, and the killing moments in the square instantly dissipated. It was the killing formation, and because Ningcheng opened the gate, it became thin and ordinary.

“Excuse me, Ning Dao Jun, who was the first to enter the Light Library in the square?” A slightly rough voice came along, followed by a strong man with blue hair who landed on a five-coloured fissure square that gradually returned to normal. After this blue-haired man, there is also a Confucian who doesn't need to be white.

Ningcheng noticed that the two were strong people, and that they had met in the Hall of Light Library, presumably the second of the ten main roads of the Light Sanctuary.

Ningcheng did not put away the chemical gun, put the gun directly behind his back, and stood at the white jade square in the center of the square and replied calmly, “Yes, I am Ningcheng. Do you want to do this to me? If I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna go with one or two. If I'm not gonna do it, I'm gonna go. ”

“Ning Dao-jun joked. Even though Reza and I were mistakenly listed as the ten main avenues of the bright sanctuary, our strength is far from Ning Dao-jun's. How dare you do this with Ning Dao-jun?” This time it was the unnecessary Confucian who spoke.

After saying this, Yinsen feared that Ningcheng would make a move and said, "Ning Dao-jun, this five-color fission star bow is a symbol of my light tomorrow.” Ning Daojun was also asked not to take the bow...

Even if Indonesian knew that Booning City was definitely going to take it away, he and Reza, as the Daoists who guarded the sanctuary of light, wouldn't dare to say a word, it wouldn't be easy to explain it in the future.

Ningcheng faintly said, "Five-color fissure bow is your thing tomorrow? Why didn't I know? If this bow is your light tomorrow, why is it missing? As far as I know, this bow should come from another universe, which is called the Five-Row Universe. ”

If Indonesian says the Light Tree is a symbol here, he can't refute it. To say that the five-color fissure bow is light tomorrow, Ningcheng can only spit and spit, stop bragging.

Indochin had to say, “Ning Daojun was right. This bow came from a five-row universe, but later fell into my bright sanctuary. If Ning Dao-jun is from the universe, I naturally have nothing to say. If Ning Dao-jun is not from the universe of five rows, I have less strength than Ning Dao-jun to take away this bow, and I have nothing to say. ”

Insane thought that Ningcheng was from a five-row universe, but he couldn't get the bow back anyway, which is to give him a step down. If Ningcheng is not a five-line universe, then tell Ningcheng that I can't take the bow back, you take it. You stole the five-color fissure bow, and there will be traces in your heart in the future.

Ningcheng Haha smiled, even if he wasn't from the five lines of the universe, he would not have a trace of this kind of thing if he himself congealed the rules and took the third step of the derivative world.

But he stood at the top of the White Jade Square and looked at Ingenious and said, "Well, I'll tell you what, you're right, I'm from a five-line universe. But I also want to tell you that I came to take the Five-Color Rift Star Bow, which I like, has nothing to do with whether it comes from the Five-Row Universe or not. ”

Injun opened his mouth and said that if Ningcheng came from the universe of five rows and took the bow, it should be, he also had a step down. And Ningcheng really came from the universe of five rows, and what didn't make him think that, frankly, I like this bow, but I won't give you the steps. What can you do about it?

“Leaving a five-color fissure bow…” A grey figure stepped down from the void and landed over the five-color fissure square.

He is also a strong match, and when Ningcheng saw him, he knew that the strength of the other party would not be weaker than Yiwenmao, but that his rhyme was slightly confusing.

This messy Ningcheng can be seen at a glance, because of the arrow just fired by the Five-Color Rift Star Bow. Although the arrow went halfway through its power because of his interference, it still caused the strong man in front of him to suffer a loss.

“Anse, how did you get here?” Reza, standing next to Indonesian, saw this grey man with a very different face and a deep sense of consternation in his eyes.

Meanwhile, he sacrificed Fabo and stared at the grey man in front of him.

Indonesian also directly sacrificed Pharaoh, standing on the horn of Reza, "Angus, you are the Daoist of the Dark Sky, openly tearing apart my guard of the Light Sanctuary to come in, do you want to provoke another war between me tomorrow and the Dark Sky? ”

“Ha ha...” Asked Anse's grey man to smile, “You don't think we're in another war now? You killed the Sanctuary River just tomorrow. What do you mean, start a war? ”

After Angus said it, he didn't even care about Indonesian and Reza. His eyes were still on Ningcheng, and his tone became sharp. "Give you three breaths, if you don't...”

Anse's words stopped and his eyes fell on the sculpture rifle behind Ningcheng. A moment later, he had a little more enthusiasm in his eyes, a little more enthusiastic.

Seeing Anse look so much, Reza and Indonesian looked at him with silence, not even the momentum pressed against Anse. When the Dark Lord arrived at this place, they knew that it was very unscrupulous in their hearts. At this moment, they fought between the city of Banning and the Dark Lord's Angus.

Ningcheng only realizes that this guy is the Daoist of the Dark Sky.

“When I came here, I would at least open the gate and come in. You just ripped open the defensive battle, but it wasn't polite. Besides, when you came in, I blocked half the power of the five-color fissure bow. You didn't know how to thank me, but you let me leave the fissure bow. How could you be so mean?” The Ningcheng tone carries a hint of irony.

Uns didn't care about Ning Cheng's tone, he took another step forward and landed a few lengths in front of Ning Cheng, saying word for word, "Leave the gun behind you and the five-color fissure bow behind, and I'll let you out of here. ”

Ningcheng simply ignored Anse this time, the sculpture gun appeared in his palm, which is why he said to Reza and Indonesian on both sides, "For the sake of a few friends I made tomorrow, today I will help you eliminate this bug. ”

In the talking room, Ningcheng stepped out, and the long gun rolled up the layer of gun pattern in his hand and covered Anse.

Anse was furious when he saw a little newborn ant in Ningcheng. It's just that this rage doesn't even come to a half-hour, and it turns into a shock.

Ningcheng's rifle prints do not fluctuate with grandeur, but easily draw out one space misalignment after another. At this moment, Angus felt the void around him begin to dislocate and collapse.

An atmosphere of rules that did not belong in the heavens and the earth locked him out, leaving him with nowhere to go but those void misalignments drawn from Ningcheng.

At this time, where else can Ens take care of? He sacrificed a giant yellow umbrella, which was followed by a realm of black scales.

There was only one thought in Anse's mind, blocking Ningcheng's move, and he fled immediately. How far, how far. He used to say Ningcheng was an ant, and now compared to Ningcheng, he's not as good as an ant. It's too strong to give him any resistance.

The Dark Rule rhymes like the waters of the Dyke River pour into the yellow umbrella and black scales, which at this moment illuminate the infinite world of space. After these space worlds, Anse continues to fall behind.

“Knock, knock, knock."

A crackling sound came in, and the huge yellow umbrella and the black scale that blended the rules of darkness didn't last long. No matter how many space worlds you fantasize about, the space that collapsed by that layer is ripped apart like a piece of paper.

It seems that before the space misalignment of this layer of Ningcheng collapsed, any defensive treasure was illusory and set up.

Inzen and Reza watching the battle in the square were completely stuck, and Anse's power was clear to them. Evenmo versus Upper Angus, you can't say 100% of the time. With the exception of Nonsimu, there is no strong man in the Sanctuary of Light to stabilise Anse.

How strong should Ningcheng be now to make Anse look like this with a random shot from Ningcheng?

“Pfft!” Angus sacrificed a strong defense, but it was still torn apart by a seamless landslide in Ningcheng, a mist of blood erupted, and Angus was torn apart by a seamless landslide.

“Make the strong…” Angus exclaimed, his flesh completely broke.

After spilling with a Numen, before he could walk away, he was pinched by Ningcheng's Taoist giant.

“Do you still want my rifle?” Ningcheng looked at the Angus Numen, pinched by his Taoist hands, and said sarcastically.

“The youngest didn't know that the seniors were strong...”

Even if the will is stronger, countless years of painstaking cultivation will not leave even the Numen, and the end of the god will still frighten Angus and make it difficult to accept. He didn't beg for mercy, and that tone makes little difference from begging for mercy.

“Build the strong...” Ningcheng sighed, narrowing the rhyme and squeezing Angus straight into nothingness. Don't talk about chemistry. Even if it were, he'd just broken in.

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