The Gate Of Good Fortune

Not only was Ningcheng shocked, but Yammer was as shocked. He watched as the powerful opened up their world and fought for the gates of creation with countless cannon ashes, somewhat lost.

It is not his world that he has lost that he has not kept many cannon ashes out to help, but has seen that Fate has opened up his world, from which many powerful men are prepared to struggle desperately for the gates of creation.

Yammer practiced fate, he knew that Fate Avenue was powerful, and he admired Fate Daoist. And now, even Fate Taoist sees these lives as ants, making him extremely uncomfortable.

“Lord Ye, why is your world not open?” Chao Dao Jun saw Ye Mo indifferent, even frowned, and asked puzzlingly. Since we are all allies, it is only natural that we should do our utmost.

In his view, it was a matter of scripture and earth to take out the strong men of his world as cannon ash. It's like a chicken, duck, cow and sheep in the common world, and there's no psychological concern when it comes to slaughter. Moreover, they have given these captives a supreme goal that, by helping them to enter the gates of creation, will free them from the confinement of the world and from the real vastness of the universe.

Yehmer took a deep breath and decided to withdraw from the Alliance of Sacred Taoists, which he had named himself. His creation does not need to be piled up with the lives of others. For him, human strength is high and low, human life is equal, and there is no high or low score.

Fate Taoist obviously saw what Ye Mo meant, and she said softly without waiting for Ya Mo to speak, "Ye Taoist, in fact, these people are absolutely willing to fight for the Gate of Creation. As for my friends in the world, they're all proactive in staying in my world and disciples of my dojo, and that's what they're doing for the day. I let them out of my world before, but they didn't want to. ”

Yammer's eyes fell on those extremely excited people who came out of the world of the strong, and he knew he was wrong. Where half of these people are domesticated, they will then make the idea of cannon ash, at a time when there is only a firm fire of fighting in their eyes.

He understands that coming here, maybe replacing himself with one of them, will make him so ambitious. It must be the strong in that world who can come out of the other world and help to compete for creation. Who can be the stronger of a world, not the stronger of will? They naturally yearn for a stronger stage. Compete for creation for the Lord of the world in which they live, and as long as they succeed, they will be left without opportunity.

At this moment, Yammer's Heavenly Majesty of the Underworld River was always invited to suddenly raise his arms and whistle, “Chemistry, Yuanzu, Nose return to position...”

Still hesitating to join Xing Xi on which side, suddenly felt a vast and infinite repression bound her divine will. A power to draw away her soul is pulling her, she starts to tremble all over her body, just for a moment, she understands, staring at the river with already bloody red eyes, some hard words say, “The river, you deliberately threw out this sword of nose...”

"Xing Xi, although you are not as good as the last Holy Lord," he said softly. Now that you've got my nose sword, hurry back to your position and help me compete for creation! And when this seat is created, you will have a place. ”

“Pfft...” A blood arrow erupted from Xingxi's mouth, and Xingxi's whole person became shaky.

The heavenly lord of the Pluto River snorted, “When is Xing Xi going to stay in this position? ”

Xing Xi's eyes revealed a crazy color. What she had always wanted to do was dominate the mighty one of the vast universe. Even if the myriad mighty came out of the battle for the gates of creation, she would not want to be driven by others to do the ashes of others.

“Hahahahahaha...” Xing Xi suddenly laughed madly, “Even if Xing Xi chopped off her soul and broke Yuan God, she wouldn't be a dog of your river...”

In the conversation room, the green lotus burst out of the shade at her feet. This blade came from the top of Xing Xi's head. The next moment, Xing Xi's entire body faded. The void rules collapse and burst sounds, and endless rules of heaven and earth crumble.

Ningcheng also sighed when he saw this scene. He had long wanted to kill Xing Xi, but besides the sighing, he also admired this woman. The strong have the dignity of the strong. Xing Xi knows that even if she breaks the link between her nose and her weakness, she will not escape the poisoner of the Underwater River.

Even if the river doesn't do it, there's no chance of her survival here. Few people could really help her, and she had nowhere to go but the self-meteorite. Wherever she was, she had the chance to walk away, but before the gates of creation, the sword in the river cut her loose.

So this woman very decisively cut off her own soul, even the creation of a treasure such as Green Lotus abandoned, so that she could be reborn. This is also her smart point, trying to preserve the green lotus, maybe she doesn't even have a chance to turn back.

“Ning Cheng, I knew it would be better to die in your hands than to be forced to die by a butcher...” This is Xing Xi's last sentence. She calculated the last Lord of Qinglian and perfected the creation of Qinglian. However, she never thought that she was finally not counted by the Holy Lord of Green Lotus, but by a sword.

Looks like Yuanzu and Ahnose Sword are both treasures of the Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld River. This person deliberately abandoned these two exterminators, I'm afraid, just for today. This guy is also learning Xuan Huang Lonely Swallow and Game Split, the only difference is Xuan Huang Lonely Swallow and Game Split face Ningcheng and Yammer to face defeat. Instead, the River succeeded in controlling his snout sword. If Xing Xining had not died reluctant to be a walker of the River, he would have succeeded.

Xing Xi possessed a nose sword and was forced to meteor herself before she had begun to compete for the gates of creation. The master of the Yuan Sword slaughter...

Ningcheng's thoughts came here and immediately stalled. Isn't Lan Sook the master of the Yuan Slaughter Sword? He didn't see Lan Sook before. Is it possible that Lan Sook will also be summoned by the river?

“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!” Five fierce roars rang in the mountain, five colored clouds burst apart and followed the five people's films.

Almost at the same time, the green lotus and the nose sword were transformed into two shadows. Xingxi Meteorological falls behind, her world breaks apart and everything disappears. The green lotus is not broken, but falls into the void. As for the sword of the nose, it is the Lord, and the direction in which he walks is precisely where the heavens of the river are.

The heavenly face of the Pluto River was iron and blue. He had no idea that Xingxi would rather meteorite himself than drive him. But in addition to Xingxi, there is one.

When Ningcheng thought of Lanshu, he saw the five colorful clouds of Wangshan explode. The five figures have not yet landed in front of him. Ningcheng saw Lanshu and Yu Qing. Of these five shadows, he actually knew three.

In addition to Lan Sook and Yu Qing, there was another one that seemed to be called Lu Hu, who had seen Lu Hu and her master at the edge of the galaxy.

The other two are men, one thinner and the other darker, neither of whom I know in Ningcheng.

Ningcheng was not in the mood to care if he knew them or not, and he rushed straight to Lan Sook. He didn't even take care of the green lotus. Though he knew that he was going to compete to create the Green Lotus, the chances of success were the greatest, because the Green Lotus was close to him.

After Yu Qing came out of Wangshan, his strength was much stronger than before. At this time, Yu Qing could definitely protect himself. And Lan Sook's strength has also risen dramatically, but Lan Sook looks in very bad shape. Ningcheng, thinking of Xingxi, who had been meteorized since before, knew that Lan Shu had also suffered the backlash of the Yuan massacre sword.

It should be the Heavenly Venerable of the Pluto River who is subjugating her to the past. Lan Sook is struggling to resist. It is difficult to see the past like this.

“When” a clear sword empathy directly broke through the void, Lan Shu herself was difficult to protect, her former sword slaughtered out. Yuan slaughtered the sword's strength directly on the sword of her nose, and the sword of her nose trembled slightly. The newly arrived Ningcheng had already stepped forward, grabbed a nose sword and sent it into its own Yellow Pearl, while holding onto Blue Sook, whose pale mouth was overflowing with blood.

Lan Sook saw Ning Cheng and laughed and said, “Ning Cheng, I thought I could help you. I didn't expect that I was being reckoned with. The sword is not...”

“Needless to say, I'll deal with it. You just cut off the idea that Yuanzu sword is linked to your soul..." Ningcheng's sculpting gun rolled out, hundreds of millions of guns directly locked the Yuanzu sword that wanted to rebel, while at the same time bombarding the anger rushing towards the Heavenly Venerance of the Underworld River.

Xing Xi had no help, but Lan Shu had his Ningcheng help. What if the Sword of the Nose belongs to the River? His knowledge of the sea is like a vast void, rolled away a nose sword with only a hint of connection to the underwater river, the heavenly prince of the underwater river can jump to the sky?

“Ningcheng, if you want to die, you dare to take care of the affairs of this seat...” The words of Heavenly Venerable Plough River came at the same time with a flag beacon covering the sky. He wanted to find two swordboys who were warm enough to kill the sword. Now it seems that none of them are going to succeed. Can he not be angry?

The flaming red flag beam directly locks the entire void, causing an endless sense of killing. Ningcheng felt a bloody slaughter surrounding it, with no room for half a breath.

Without a photo, Ningcheng knew that the heavenly reverence of the Pluto River was far stronger than that of Qin Mutian.

The Cultivator Gun locked the Yuan Slaughter Sword, and Ningcheng's fist intentions led to all the breath of the vast void. Ningcheng Fabao, though many, can compete with the flag of the Pluto River Heavenly Spirit, only the sculpture gun. His fist was more reliable than any magic gun when it could not be emptied.

“Boom...” The sound of the collapse of the void and the breaking of the rules spread. The bloody killing intent in the fierce repair of the flag was blown away by Ningcheng. Ningcheng's chest was as if it had been crushed by a giant stone, so boring.

“Give it to me.” Ningcheng once again swept away the Yuan Tu Sword, holding on to the Cultivator Gun and staring at the Pluto River Heavenly Dignity not far from him.

Before he saw the infinite number of Ningcheng, he thought Ningcheng happened to get a Nirvana Ice Flower. Now he knows that Ningcheng is no weaker than Yammer, who pulled it together before.

Ningcheng and the Pluto River fought like a chain reaction, before appearing quietly in front of the gates of creation, the killing spread again. Countless Taoist lights and Fabao bombarded together, and the war truly opened its doors.

Ningcheng looked anxiously at the people on his side, he had few people on his side, if he was not there, it would definitely be downwind. Now the river is staring at him, he can't walk away.

“Brother Ningcheng, I'm here...” A strong voice sounded, following a figure and golden light from the void.

Ningcheng is delighted to see people.

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