The Gate Of Good Fortune

Just a breath away, almost everyone sacrificed Pharaoh, and several people have attacked. The rhyme barrier outside this grey planet, though weak, is not blown away by a few breathing hours. Besides, only a few people were attacked in the first wave.

“I know, he is Ning Cheng. I saw him outside of Xuan Huang Tian at that time...” Someone immediately called out.

“Ning Dao-jun?” Although some people have not seen Ning Cheng, they have heard of the fame of Ning Cheng outside Xuan Huang Tian, and Fabao in their hands stagnated. They hesitated to participate in the attack.

Ningcheng's name was too big, and Ningcheng, though badly damaged, obviously did not fall. If Ning Daojun is offended, Ning will be able to escape the robbery in the future. I'm afraid there's only one consequence, and that's death.

Don't say before, even in the chaos of the inner realm, Ningcheng can capture a monumental rhyme, can't it be simple? They were told that the top cowmen who robbed the chaos world were the five holy lords of the Ten Avenues.

“Is he Ningcheng?” The digger returns to God from the shock, and then looks at the blood-stained half-side planet, even more shocked.

“He constantly refines the fusion of Hongmeng Dao Rhyme, which regenerates the blood of the generator. It should be that the rhyme was too strong and violent, he could not refine it all at once, as a result of which he tore the blood out of his body and sprayed the life that had been transformed into fine blood again...” Ling Dawn Frost, like many people, saw the situation in Ningcheng at a glance.

“Boom...” Those monks who hesitated against Ningcheng's prestigious name, just for a moment, once again sacrificed the magic treasure in their hands and bombed it.

Ningcheng is famous again. Ningcheng is also about to fall. What's to be afraid of?

“Knock...” The rhyme defense on the grey planet is already weak, and now so many masters are at the same time, and this simple rhyme defense is easily smashed.

With hundreds of strong men embraced, Lan Sook grabbed the front of everyone.

“Sook...” A shocking voice in the crowd screamed, but Lan Sook at this time wholeheartedly wanted to take Ning Cheng away, and had no control over anyone or anything around him.

Lan Sook is strong, but her fix is not the strongest here. There are at least a few third steps here that congeal the false realm.

When they saw Lan Sook rushing to the front, they did the same thing against Lan Sook.

Though not all the effort, a few people against Lan Sook, even if they can't take Lan Sook's life, is enough to keep Lan Sook tied up.

Lan Sook was determined to save Ning Cheng. She blocked most of the attacks and still bombarded her. As she sprayed a sperm of blood in her mouth, it had fallen behind.

The defensive boundaries in front of Ningcheng were broken down again by “bombardment”, another number of attacks. Several people rushed to Ningcheng and even grabbed the past with their hands up. At this time, it is an idea to capture Ningcheng and then escape.

Ningcheng opened his eyes very hard and slowly, even if he tried again, and he could still feel it after his boundaries had been blown away.

Seeing several strong men rush in, the corner of Ningcheng's mouth overflows with a taunt and raises his hand to draw several rhyming ripples.

If these ‘mighty' were ants in his eyes before he was injured, he could squeeze his hands up and die. Now, however, he has drawn several rhythmic ripples and almost squeezed his life away.

“Pfft...” Several bloody fogs erupted, and the strong men rushing toward Ningcheng were directly torn apart from their defenses by Ningcheng's attack, all slightly injured.

The followers saw Ningcheng still able to do it, and stopped at once. Ningcheng's prestige outside Xuan Huangtian is too great. Ningcheng has no resistance, everyone wants to grab it. Once Ningcheng has the ability to resist, wait in the back, wait for others to attack Ningcheng, and then go up to reap the benefits.

Which one of us isn't brilliant enough to live to practise to this degree? Nobody rushed past for a while.

When Lan Sook rushed up again, he rushed first.

This time, no one stopped Lan Sook. All of them had to go to the front, and Lan Sook easily rushed to the front.

Lan Sook couldn't care less about what the surrounding brothers thought, she was almost insane with anxiety. How terrible is it that a monk's blood stained almost half a pound of planet? Even if it survives afterwards, it is ruined.

Ningcheng again barely opened his eyes, he raised his hand slowly, even if he had the last ability, he would not grab it.

“Ningcheng, your sister is late, Sook must get you out of here...” Lang Sook reached the nearest moment, more clearly saw the blurred and brutal appearance of Ningcheng's surrounding flesh and blood, the tone continued to swallow.

“It's Sook... Did I meteor?” Ningcheng spoke to herself in vain, and the void between consciousness gradually rose. You can see Lan Sook. He's not a meteor. What is it? How could Lan Sook be here?

The corner of Ningcheng's mouth revealed a slight laugh. Before he died, he didn't see Lao Fei, not Jonghua, not Yan Xiao, but Lan Shu...

Then his head went crooked and he stopped moving.

Lan Sook was shocked and raised his hand to lift Ningcheng, while striking several bans to trap the Hongmeng Dao rhyme surrounding Ningcheng, then turned around and walked away.

That honmongdao rhyme surrounding Ningcheng was surrounded by Ningcheng for tens of thousands of years, and the violence was grinding away, and it was simply imprisoned by Lang Sook.

The surrounding monks held onto each other until Lanshu held Ningcheng and ran away, rushing towards Lanshu, trying to intercept Lanshu.

By this time, even those who have become weaker can see that Ningcheng does not have any resistance, Lan Shu took advantage.

At this moment, Lan Sook ignored the attack behind him and hurried.

As soon as Ningcheng left, the infinite natural scent was taken away. Everyone tortured for so long for the original breath of chaos. At this time, no one was willing to give up. Almost all followed Lang Sook.

A slightly pale young man watched Lan Sook disappear and stayed for a while, then followed him just as closely.

Several other monks seemed to know their strength was low and did not catch up. They stayed to refine the blood rhymes of Ningcheng's red-grey planet.

But a moment later, they were disappointed, and no one could capture half that rhyme. Perhaps there is also a possibility that they can do this, that they also integrate some of the rhymes of fame. But what is Hongmeng Dao Rhyme? Who would come to this place if there was a Hongmeng Dao Rhyme?

With this in mind, the remaining monks followed suit. There is still a chance of getting the source, and if you don't, there is no hope.

Blue Sook took the first step. There are almost no rules in the void here. Even those who are stronger than Blue Sook will not be able to catch up with Blue Sook in a short time. Likewise, the repair is weaker than Lan Sook's, and not much is left behind. It's just that Lan Sook is limited and can't get rid of everyone behind her in a hurry.

Just like that, one person fled in front of the other, with nearly 100 people chasing behind him.

So many days later, because Lan Sook had never escaped from control, no one had given up catching up.

Even Ling Dawn Frost and the extractor can hang from afar.

But at this time, Lan Sook felt wrong. The famous rhyme surrounding Ningcheng seemed to penetrate her rhyme. At this time, she was running away and had absolutely no way to deal with it.

Lan Shu was anxious and suddenly felt that Ningcheng, lying in her arms, seemed to be starting to blend together again to refine the Hongdao rhyme as she tried to burn her blood to escape.

At this time, because of the constant infiltration of Hongmeng's original Taoist rhyme into her body, Ningcheng was no longer spewed by Hongmeng's Taoist rhyme.

Lan Shu was delighted and no longer wanted to launch the idea of the infiltration of that hunger. If she can help Ningcheng relieve stress, help Ningcheng naturally.

Half a month later, Lan Sook realized the smell of Hongmeng Dao that permeated her rhyme and began to wash the smell of her own cultivation. And her cultivation and consciousness are also in this wash, rising and rising.

I'm trying to refine the fusion of Hongmeng Dao Rhyme? Lan Sook was shocked and quickly looked down at Ningcheng. Though there were still bloodstains around Ningcheng at this time, it was noticeably beginning to improve.

Lan Sook took a slight breath of relief, and at this point, her avenue and the knowledge of Haitong simultaneously sent a crackling sound. The next moment, infinite avenues are caught by her. The infinite source rhyme is fused by her from that hormonal rhyme.

An infinitely blurred boundary emerged in Blue Sook's mind. At this moment, Blue Sook sees the beginning of a chaotic division, as if to see the formation of the universe.

Lan Sook is one of the earthquakes, she's about to take the third step, build the world?

A moment later, Lan Sook was sure to come down. She was really going to create the world. But now she was running away with Ningcheng, and although she knew something about the third step, she had never heard of it in her case.

“Boom!" Lan Sook sounded for a while, surrounded by meditation, a blurred cosmic boundary appeared between her thoughts.

Her rhymes congeal the rules in this side of the universe, which also derives more heavenly and earthly atmosphere from that congealed rule.

Hongmeng dust wash, avenue to the great world!

So this is my way, Blue Sook muttering to himself. Hongmeng Daoyun washed her original avenue and made a new world. That is more clear than the humongous rhyme that surrounds her, and her world.

Lan Sook took a deep breath, her world was not perfect, but she had an unknown confidence, and her third step was much stronger than those who followed her.

No, she suddenly felt all the fluctuations in Ningcheng clearly as Lan Sook tried to get away from the hunt behind her faster.

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