The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng? When Yammer's purple 37514 broke through the surrounding rhymes, he saw that it was Ningcheng who competed with him for the gates of creation.

Yammer's memory of his daughter appeared in Yammer's mind. The reason he looked at Ningcheng differently was in addition to Ningcheng's clear resentment and his simultaneous arrival from Earth. There is also an equally important reason why Ningcheng has saved memory more than once.

Remember Mo begged him before the Great War, if it was true against Ningcheng, don't kill Ningcheng. Memories don't know how many people are strong in the world, thinking that only he and Ningcheng are the strongest. In the end, it must be the two of them.

In fact, neither the five-line emperor, nor the Buddha, nor the Pluto, could be worse than him and Ningcheng. But in the middle of the underworld, as if there was a will, it was really Ningcheng that competed with him for the gates of creation.

These thoughts crossed Yammer's mind like electric light, but in an instant Yammer made up his mind that he wasn't going to kill Ningcheng, just to compete for the first Gate of Creation.

Purple 37514; without half hesitation, the knife rhyme rules around purple light are thicker. By pushing Ningcheng halfway, he can enter the gates of creation first.

Almost at the same time, Ningcheng's gun tao also ripped open the golden glow of creation, clearly seeing the person opposite Yammer.

It's hard to remember. Did Mommy really know that he was going to fight Yammer in the end? This is not the final showdown, but what difference does it make to the showdown?

The thought passed and Ningcheng knew what he was supposed to do. Indeed, the gates of creation will compete, and He will enter the gates of creation first.

With Yammer's strength, his rifle take-off will only allow Yammer to make a half-step move, or injure the other party, and it will never be fatal. For him, he was the first to enter the gates of creation as long as Yehmer could make way for half a step.

“Boom!" The rules of Gun Intent and Knife Rhythm swung away before the Gun and Purple had been bombarded together, and the heavenly and earth rules as strong as the Gate of Culture became trembling.

“Buddha?” When Ningcheng's sculpture rifle was about to be bombarded with Yemo Purple, he saw the Buddha of the Buddha rushing over. Instead of competing for the gates of creation, the Buddha sacrificed a golden wand and bombarded the back of Yimer.

Ningcheng's heart sinks. If you say that his gun was unlikely to have struck Yimer before, but with Yimer's Buddha behind the back, the two of them will join forces, and Yimer will be stronger, and the flesh will collapse. In this place, when flesh breaks down, the Numen will surely be hanged.

Obviously, Buddha wants to join forces with Ningcheng and kill Yammer first.

This western monk dared to reckon with him. Ningcheng hated him. But if he does not cooperate with the Buddha, the first person in the Gate of Creation will surely be robbed by Ye Mo. If he cooperates with the Buddha, he will surely be the first to enter the Gate of Creation, only to speak to the memory ink. Not only is it a promise, but there is a good chance that Yammer will crash.

Between the turns of his mind, the rhythm waves of his sculpting rifle twisted in space. The distorted space went directly beyond the attack on Yimer, and no longer ignored Yimer's attack on him, but instead bombarded the Buddha.

The Gate of Creation was first gained by Yammer, definitely better than others. If he joins forces with Buddha to kill Yammer, he won't be relieved if he gets first place. It's not just about memories, it's about his heart. He was prepared to take the blow of Yammer's purple knife, and he believed that Yammer was only the first to compete for the Gate of Creation and would never kill him.

“Boom! Boom!” The magic gun and the wand of the Buddha were bombarded together, and the rules blew up once again.

Ningcheng was suddenly cold, and a killing intent to tear his body apart filled his entire soul, which was a breath of death.

Is he mistaken, Yammer? Is Yammer going to kill him?

Once again, Ningcheng knew that he had not mistaken Yimer when the rules of the fierce burst of rhymes had collapsed. Ye Mo intended to kill not him, but the five gods attacked him while the Buddha attacked Ye Mo.

When he helped Ye Mo block the Buddha of the Buddha, Ye Mo's knife reacted as he did in an instant, bombarding five rows of holy lords.

All four of them were at the same time, and then all four fell in front of the gates of creation. No one can take first place, and no one continues to rush towards the gates of creation.

Yamoh and Ningcheng nodded with a glance and both understood the thoughts of the Buddha and the five-line Holy Lord. The Buddha and the Five-Line Holy Lord made the most correct decision for them, almost without consultation. While Yammer and Ningcheng competed for the Gate of Creation, they simultaneously attacked Yammer and Ningcheng.

If it succeeds, it is equivalent to Qu Buddha and Ningcheng joining forces to kill Yammer, and the Five Rows of Holy Lord joined forces with Yammer to kill Ningcheng. This is the most correct course of action with the consternation of the Buddha against Ye Mo, and the consternation of the Holy Lord of the Five Lines against Ningcheng.

Unfortunately, they did not expect the last moment, when Yammer and Ningcheng joined forces to block the attack.

At this moment, both the Buddha and the Five Rows of the Holy Lord have strong disdain in their eyes. If it were for them, it would never be so benevolent to women. The hesitation before the gates of creation is an insult to the struggle for creation.

If they had the opportunity, whoever was standing opposite them, they would not have missed it.

The four of them had just confronted each other in front of the Gate of Creation and had fallen again. The Heavenly Venerable and Chaotic King of the Pluto River landed in front of the Gate of Creation.

“Now that we're all here, I suggest we go in in order. I was the first to cross the gold wire, and I created the five-line world...”

The five lines of the Holy Lord's words were interrupted by Ningcheng before they were finished, "Stranger, who are you? I haven't talked to you yet, so you want to be the first to enter the gateway? Have the balls to try it. ”

Speaking of which, the intent of the Kaizen gun almost formed substance, with a strong sense of homicide.

The face of the five lines of holy lord was ugly, but it did not go on. He may not see a guy like Ningcheng who doesn't know where he's coming from, but he doesn't dare to see Ningcheng's strength.

Even if Ningcheng can't kill his five-line holy lord, as long as Ningcheng takes his hand against him, the first will have nothing to do with his stranger.

Ningcheng is so stunned, even the gates of creation can give way, what can't be done?

“I find this gateway a bit odd, as if waiting for us.” Yammer suddenly said that he was one step closer to entering the gates of creation, and that was how he felt.

Ningcheng had the same feeling as Yammer, but he didn't say it.

The Buddha of the Buddha restored his original peaceful appearance, and said in a prayer, "Lord Ye said well, this cultivation door has rhyme marks, not the atmosphere of the cultivation avenue. ”

Five lines of the Holy Lord nodded, and he agreed.

“Now that we all know it, come in, let's not argue!” A peaceful and faint voice sounded, awakening the six in front of the gates of creation.

“Purple roller?” As soon as Ning Cheng heard this voice, he knew who he was, not only Ning Cheng, but also the five-line Holy Lord and the Pluto River.

It doesn't matter, the power of purple roller is qualified to compete for the door of creation, surprisingly, the sound of purple roller comes from within the door of creation.

Just when six people had no idea what was going on, the golden gates of creation suddenly collapsed and an infinite palace suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Behind the gates of creation is a great palace?

Neither God nor his eyes could see clearly how big the hall was. In the middle of the hall there was a faint white jade mark, standing on that white jade mark a Taoist, the purple Taoist.

In addition to one such white jade mark in each of the four remaining directions of the hall, there are five purple gas masses outside the four directions of the hall. These five purple bouquets have a rich boulevard rhyme, and everyone can see that these purple bouquets are good.

Without even a tenth of a breath, the six figures standing in front of the gates of creation turned into six rays of light rushing towards the palace.

Ningcheng's head became clearer and clearer, but he wasn't sure yet, so he didn't rush toward the purple scents, but toward the white jade marks on the side of the hall.

After a moment, the palace calmed down again.

Then Chaos Dao Jun and Pluto Tianzheng got a little stunned, because only two of them rushed towards the purple gas mass. Yamoh, Ningcheng, Qu Buddha, and the five-line holy lord all occupied the white jade marks of one side.

An implicitly incorrect sense of the mind of Chaos Dao Jun and the Heavenly Venerance of the Pluto River, does it create these five white jade marks? Only five traces of white jade were taken over the entire palace, and none of those who took the traces of white jade were weak.

At the same time, eight more people rushed in, three of them falling into the three still empty formations of purple gas, and the other five had nowhere to go.

These eight Ningcheng people almost knew each other. Fate Dao, Cause and Consequence Dao, Unlimited Palace Master, Lanshu, Fall Hustle, Yu Qing, and two others Ningcheng did not know their names, but knew that they were both from the five colorful clouds of Wangshan, like Lanshu and others.

The other three groups occupying purple gas were the hustle and bustle, Yu Qing and the black-faced man.

“Brother, it's been a long time, you don't seem to be better than me?” The black-faced man standing on purple gas suddenly looked at Yammer and said hey hey.

The purple roller in the middle interrupted the black-faced man's words and whispered, "The time has come, I think the time has come. ”

Ningcheng looked at the purple roller tone and asked, “Purple roller pal, can you control the gates of creation, maybe we have been living in your world too? Our position is to create five digits? ”

Before he could answer, the five-line saint snorted coldly, "I'm afraid he doesn't have such a big face. ”

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