The Gate Of Good Fortune

In addition to a space crack in the tomb of Heaven and Earth, Xing Wei looked down at the void, and the roar of the rhythm continued. With her experience, I don’t know if this is a successful combination of people, and who is the one who succeeded in this road, she knows that it was the ants who had been chased by her.

Her face was a bit ugly, prepared for defense, and was still used by the ants to enter the tomb of the gods, and it was also successful.

When she thought of two guys she was about to kill, she was successful under her nose, and her heart was raised with anger. At the same time, she also has some regrets. If she was directly stopped in the sky, instead of using her own gods to stop there, can the ants meet? I am afraid I have been killed by her.

It is a pity that she did not pay attention to it before. The reason why it didn't pay attention was because she didn't know for sure whether Ning Cheng had possession treasures. It was not until Ning Cheng smashed her **** to read her body that she gradually became clear.

Looking at the crack in the space of the rhythm of the rhyme, Xing Wei hesitated for a long time, or gave up the intention to enter.

The killings of the tomb of God did not know, but she knew it clearly. There are too many strong people here, even if she is going in now, there is also the possibility of corruption.

Xing Wei clenched his fists, still do not continue to pursue?

Before Ning Cheng did not meet, he and Ye Mo jointly joined the Qiqiao Shentong, and she still ate a small loss. At this point, both of them have already succeeded in joining the road. If she is to sacrifice the Seven Bridges, what will she do?

Don't say Ning Cheng, that is the ants who are called Ye Mo. She hasn't killed her for so long.

Staring at the crack for a long time, Xing Wei finally dismissed the plan to continue to pursue Ning Cheng and Ye Mo. In her original thoughts, Ning Cheng will not be able to succeed in another million years. I did not expect this to be less than half a year, and Ning Cheng was successful.

Seeing that the strength of the two powerful people who may also possess the treasures of creation is getting closer and closer to her, Xing Wei took the initiative and decided to perfect the Qinglian, and then perfect her own road.

She is wasting time here and is urging her opponents to keep improving. It is she who can guess by herself that if it is not her persecution, Ning Cheng will not escape as a killing. Can not escape into the killing world. It can't be so successful.

Regardless of whether Ning Cheng can come out, she can't stay here.

As the owner of a fortune treasure, Xing Wei once decided to turn things out of the tomb. There is no hesitation.

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I don't know if it is the illusion of Ning Cheng. After he feels that he has joined the road, the rules of the broken rhyme around the vertical and horizontal seem to be much weaker.

The knowledge of Ning Cheng was swept out, and it was still a gray one. His knowledge could not reach farther.

After the road. Ning Cheng wanted to go out right away. If he can find the Lord of the Cause, then the two will join forces to display the Seven Bridges, perhaps not afraid of the woman. After all, when he was in the mixed yuan, the strength difference was too great.

Ning Cheng does not want to stay here. Although there are many dangers here, even with his current strength, you can be killed anytime, anywhere. There are also many treasures in this killing world, and there is definitely a great gain in staying here.

Ning Cheng’s heart is anxious about the safety of the real world. He really arranged the backhand. These back hands are pinned on others, which is not a good thing after all.

He succeeded in the regular space of that time, even after more than a thousand years. How much time has passed outside the killing world. Ning Cheng has no bottom in his heart.

After a day passed, Ning Cheng knew that the voice in the empty sky had not been said. At this time, he should not say it, and he could not even figure out the direction.

There is an infinitely empty void here, there is a boundless rhythm of rhythm, and there is a boundless magical impact illusion.

The only thing that is not there is the way out.

Go back and look for the voice in the void and trade with him. Ning Cheng is thinking of this, a horrible void bursts open

The rhyme is pervasive, and the rules of space are completely collapsed and broken. In the void that he seems to have no flaws, at this time, the cracks and gullies are like a spider web, which bursts in the sudden. Formed one after another endless black gap.

Is this the image of the Tao Yun left over from the war? Ning Cheng was shocked and looked at the scene. If the residual illusion is so horrible, how terrible is it?

Is the general void of the cobweb leading to other interfaces? Can you even leave the killing world from it? Ning Cheng thought this way, but he did not dare to go.

Even if he succeeded in meeting the road, in front of this horrible rhythm. As soon as he approached, there was still only one dead word.

At this time, a blue lotus shadow suddenly appeared. The lotus shadow and a huge bronze bell bang together, and the rhyme bursts again.

Ning Cheng was completely stunned, and he was sure that the shade of the blue lotus was the sacred Qinglian in the five great treasures. What treasure is that bronze bell? It was so exaggerated that it was so hard to fight against Qinglian’s hard-hitting confrontation.

The world is treasure. Sure enough, it is not just a treasure of creation.

Ning Cheng became more and more excited, he suddenly thought, if you can find the whereabouts of the bronze bell...

Thinking of such a treasure, Ning Cheng even forgot the rules of the magical powers that were forgotten, and thought wholeheartedly about where the bronze bell fell.

When Ning Cheng just thought of it, he felt a subtle chilly atmosphere ignoring his field and directly infiltrated into his knowledge of the sea.

A kind of icy cold and extreme discomfort came, and then he felt his dizziness and pain in the sea.

Someone took him to him when he watched the battle? Ning Cheng quickly affirmed it, yes, it is true that someone has won him.

Ning Cheng angered and laughed, and someone actually won him. To know that he is the least fearful, it is to win.

However, Ning Cheng soon became nervous. His power of the Promise Qinglei City could not be fully exerted. The fire wall displayed by the Galaxy Flame seemed to be unable to block the soul of the house.

For the first time, Ning Cheng saw a soul that had won the ignorance of his Milky Way flame. To know any soul or god, there is a natural jealousy in front of the flame. What is the level of his Galaxy Flame? That is one of the most powerful flames.

"Hey, the stars and the sea, and the top of the holy flame? No, there is the original breath..." The soul of Ningcheng was more and more surprised in the sea of ​​Ningcheng. In the end, this kind of surprise completely became Surprise, "This is the breath of the treasures of creation, the original treasures of creation, is it Xuan Huangzhu..."

"Ha ha ha..." A burst of laughter came, the next moment a black misty giant hand directly crossed the Ningcheng's Galaxy Flame, wanting to destroy the ingenuity of Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng remembers this. If the other party is in general, how can he infiltrate his knowledge of the sea when he does not pay attention? To know that he is good is also a strong partner.

The guy who wants to win for him is definitely the strongest of the strong.

God knows, bang!

At this moment, Ning Cheng completely suffered damages regardless of his own knowledge of the sea, and the gods explode and blasted, and the gods of the gods were rolled up to the soul of the house.

Sure enough, under the ignorance of the gods of Ningcheng, the Yuanshen was stagnant, and the black misty hands slowed down.

Ning Cheng was gloomy and he was not happy because of this. The reason why this spirit is not afraid of the flame, not because the level is too high, certainly because of very special reasons. His **** knows that it can only be a short suppression of this spirit, and it can't hurt the opponent at all.

At this moment, the frozen space, the three seasons, and even the broken fingers were all passed by Ning Cheng. He was desperate to discover that there is no such thing as the soul.

The great rhyme that he condensed out can't stop the raging of this **** in the sea.

Do it like this? The condensed Da Yun master gradually smashed the gods of Ning Cheng, and once again crushed the wisdom of Ning Cheng.

Seven Bridges, and Seven Bridges...

Where does Ningcheng still care that he has never sacrificed seven bridges in the sea? At this moment, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the fourth Huangquan Bridge.

The cyan arch bridge has just been formed, and the tumbling yellow river swept down. The rhythm of the rolling road is full of the yin of the yin to the soul of Ning Cheng.

"The fourth Huangquan Bridge? This is the reincarnation of the Seven Bridges in the Yin and the Underworld?" The soul of the Ningcheng City was a horror.

The **** of Ningcheng has stood on the fourth Huangquan Bridge, waving the rhythm of the rolling river. In this stunned soul, Huang Quanqiao directly locked the soul and twisted the dark big hand back.

Ning Cheng was pleasantly surprised, even though Huang Quanqiao couldn't get rid of this **** who had won him, at least it had been tied.

Under the fierce struggle of the soul, Ning Cheng did not hesitate to sacrifice the fifth bridge.

Under the long orange arch bridge, the dark mist of the large grinding disc began to grind, and the endless rhyme was turned into nothingness in this grinding disc. Whether it is a human being, a soul or a flesh, as long as it falls on this black large grinding disc, it is illusory.

"Going to life, going to life, being able to go, people are born!"

The rhythm on the bridge was getting stronger and stronger, and the soul that was originally blocked by Huang Quanqiao was a sharp scream in the rhyme of the black mill.

Ning Cheng secretly shocked, this soul is too strong. The black grindstone of the bridge was unable to kill him. It is obvious that this guy is definitely a very great figure in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the sixth Bianqiao, out!

The sixth bridge has not yet been fully formed, and the rhythm of the rhythm has already condensed.

As the rhyme circulates, the breath in the middle of the red and white broken bridge becomes more and more fierce. Manzhushahua on the red broken bridge and Mandala on the white broken bridge are getting clearer and clearer under this kind of sturdy rhyme.

"Flowers bloom for hundreds of millions of years, and the leaves never see..."

Originally on the black grinding disc of the bridge, a sharp scream was heard, and a fuzzy arm was directly taken away by the large grinding disc of the bridge and landed between the broken bridges of the other bridge.

After the shore bridge fell into this broken arm, the rhythm of the rhythm became more and more fierce. The red Manzhushahua and the white mandalahua were even more glamorous.

(Today's update is here, friends are good night!)

(To be continued.)

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