Yan Yan soon felt that it was wrong. She felt a mysterious atmosphere in Ning Cheng. It seemed to be a supreme rhyme.

Then she saw Ning Cheng’s eyes tremble again. Is this going to wake up? There was no surprise in Yan Yan’s heart, and it was replaced by a desolate.

If in the past, Ning Cheng wakes up, she is the happiest, but now, she is not happy. When Ning Cheng wakes up, he will be killed.

In this desperate situation, she can do it to herself, but she can't go to Ning Cheng.

"Boom..." Yan Yan just hesitated for a moment, and the two elements blew in front of her again.

The violent breath flew directly into the air, and a **** mist spurted out. The swallow fell to the foot of a hillside and there was no breath. Despite this, she still hugged Ning Cheng, and even let her back down.

A slightly salty blood flowed into the mouth of Ning Cheng, and Ning Cheng suddenly stood up, but his eyes still had not opened.

His Taoist thoughts are still being formed. I don't even know that Yan Yan is fainting at his feet. I don't even know that dozens of monks around are still fighting. At this moment, he was immersed in the formation of his own rhyme.

"The heavens and the earth have mysterious yellow, the universe and the wild; the Xuanhuang gathers the source, the origins are all things; everything is in the way, the Tao is in the nature; the chaotic rules become, the sun and the moon are Zhang Zhang; the heavens and the earth are lonely, and my morality is one..."

The rolling road pattern spreads out from the body of Ning Cheng, and the sound of the heavenly road is like a natural one. At this moment, all the monks in the fight heard the rhythm of the rhythm, and heard this kind of heaven and earth...

The rhyme is from simple to complicated, from complicated to simple...

All people can feel the rhythm of this rhythm, and some monks even sit down on the knees and begin to realize this heavenly rhythm.

"Between the heavens and the earth. There is a mysterious yellow breath, there is a universe and a place where there is no smoke. The mysterious yellow brings life and condenses all kinds of origins. These sources have spawned all kinds of creatures. Everything has Their own way, these roads are contained in the whole world, and are contained in the whole of nature.

These roads have formed a chaotic atmosphere, forming a rule of heaven and earth, turning into a sun, moon and stars, full of cosmic stars. The heavens and the earth formed are lonely and empty, and do not depend on anything to survive. And I am looking for my own way between the heavens and the earth, my avenue is on the rise, let everything be one..."

The rhythm of the rhythm is coming. Just like the beginning of the world, the breath is getting more and more amazing, and the momentum is getting more and more magnificent.

More and more monks came over because of the spread of the heavens and the earth. Some monks sat on the ground and realized the rhyme. Some monks also understood what Ningcheng was doing.

"He is plasticizing, is he actually modeling in this place?"

"No, his momentum seems to be the plastic emperor..."

Understand that Ning Cheng was after the plastic road, some greedy monks, suddenly sacrificed a magic weapon to Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng chose to plasticize here, and he must have a fruit. There must be many treasures in his body.

When a monk is in the plastic road, his resistance is the weakest, and he shot at his weakest time. I can definitely get it.

The monk who understands this is not one. For more time, more monks are rushing to the magic weapon.

It’s just that the rhyme of Ning Cheng’s body is getting stronger and stronger. The attack of these magic weapons is blocked by Ning Cheng’s rhyme without exception.

The Tao is still forming, and the rhyme is still going on. The vast rhythm of the rolling road is becoming more and more magnificent.

After the rhythm of Ning Cheng’s body was blasted by several monks who attacked him, Ning Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the surrounding monks who attacked him seemed to be all air in Ningcheng’s eyes. He stared at the vast void of the vastness, and his mouth screamed like a dragon:

"When I testify, I am not bound by the heavens and the earth!"

"When I testify, I am outside the rules of the world!"

"When I testify, my mysterious yellow is one!"

"When I testify, I am on top of thunder!"

"When I testify, the rules are re-established, and the magical remodeling."

"When I testify..."

"When I testify..."

......

With the rhyme of Ningcheng Road, the rhythm between heaven and earth is even more intense. Even if the gods here are almost no, but in this rhythm, the endless gods are still as if they are sucked by the giant whales.

Ning Cheng began to be a golden ripple composed of Dao Yun Dao, and as the rhyme rolled, the golden ripples of his body turned into a golden light. The golden light shines out, and the rhythm of the Tao, completely shields this space.

The monks who came here were stagnant. Is this a voice made by a plastic monk? What is this plastic? Not only is the sound so amazing, but the tone of the testimony is so arrogant. Dare to be free from the constraints of the heavens and the earth, dare to step on the thunder, dare to override the rules, reshape the rules, and recreate the magical powers?

Sunset at dusk, Mo Xiangyi, Shiguang Wheel, Qiqiao Shentong...

Guns, axes, rules and spirits...

Dandao, the road, the road, and even some furs...

Five-color cracked star arrow, Xinghe, Promise Qinglei City, Seven Bridges...

At the end of the day, even Xuan Huangzhu also appeared in the golden rhyme.

All these magical powers, magic weapons, and Taoist thoughts are like memories. They are constantly condensed in these golden light rhymes.

If it is said that the momentum of Ning Cheng’s testimony shocked the surrounding monks, envy. Now the magical powers of Ningcheng continue to condense, and the magical treasures and Taoist thoughts of Ningcheng continue to appear in the golden rhyme, and suddenly these monks who are watching are red eyes.

"That is the day of the Mars River Red, and the Promise Qinglei City, wrong, that turn from black to colorless, on the multicolored longbow is actually a five-color cracked star arrow..."

"God, I actually saw the Seven Bridges..."

All the people are crazy. If the scent of the scent of Yan Yan will make people desperate to compete, the contours of the magical powers and magic weapons condensed by the Ning Cheng Zheng Road will completely make the surrounding monks crazy.

Even if the rhyme of Ning Cheng is strong, no one is willing to wait. At this moment, almost all the monks flocked to Ningcheng.

It is no wonder that the movement of this monk's plastic road is so big, it is no wonder that this monk's testimony has a golden light body. Because he has so many treasures against the sky, because he has such a terrible chance. If these opportunities are placed on them, then they can do the same.

Thousands of magic weapons rushed to Ningcheng. Although Ning Cheng’s Daoyun Jinguang is powerful, it can’t help but so many powerful people join forces to attack.

But also because of this attack, the continuous rhyme is completely formed at this moment. Ning Cheng shouted. The golden rhyme around it disappeared completely.

"I will return together, become!"

There are clouds in the sky between heaven and earth. These clouds converge in the body of Ningcheng. Ning Cheng’s body breath is endlessly rising, strong and powerful at this moment.

"Boom..." Ning Cheng's Tao rhyme was formed, and the plastic road was successful. These attacks also disappeared with the Taoist body around him.

"Yan Yan?" Ning Cheng first saw not the monks who attacked him madly around him, but the Yan Yan who was lying under his feet and had no breath.

Yan Yan is blood, life and death do not know. A burst of fresh women's body fragrance was felt by Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng as a plastic road Dan God, can you not know that this is a heavenly body?

Although Ning Cheng has not recovered, it is entirely the cohesion of the Yuanshen, which does not mean that he has no impression at all. He wanted to understand what was going on in an instant. It should be that Yan Yan took him all the way to escape here. As a result, her fragrance was discovered, and these people came to snatch.

In the process of being swallowed by Yan Yan, he experienced a different road of plasticity than others. First, we began to shape the road from the Nirvana of the Yuanshen, and then the Yuanshen merged with the flesh, and the true plasticity was successful.

Ning Cheng picked up the swallows. Two medicinal herbs have fallen into the mouth of Yan Yan. He understood that before he felt the blood flow into his mouth, it was the blood of Yan Yan. If it is not the blood of Yan Yan. Maybe he is still in the middle of it.

After the medicinal herbs were sent to the Yanzikou, Ningcheng cold eyes swept the surrounding monks. In addition to an early stage of the cultivating road, eleven plasticine monks, the rest are eternal or eternal.

"Hand over the woman in your hand, and all your magic weapons, I will keep you safe." The monk should be later. He saw that Ning Cheng woke up and immediately crossed the head of the crowd and landed in Ningcheng. In front of you.

A strong cultivator came here. There are no more monks around, and no one dares to stand up and refute.

Ning Cheng took a breath. Did not answer the words of this cultivating monk, but the gods swept away. A seven-page book appeared on top of his head.

"It really is the Seven Bridges..." A greedy voice sounded.

Ning Cheng tone with a little chill, said indifferently, "If you come, then don't leave..."

The cultivator’s disdainful cold voice, “A ants who have just been plasticized in the district think they are the masters of the world and die for me...”

During the speech, the monk of the cultivator tumbling, the red light of a torn space illusioned, and the whole space began to solidify under the red light.

Ning Cheng is indifferent, the whole space is solidifying, and he still can move freely. Waiting for the red light to spread out, Ning Cheng left his foot and swung his hand and shouted, "The first bridge is..."

The Seven Bridges in the air are like a gust of wind, making a sound of ‘哗哗’. The next moment, the rolling wind rose from the air, a white stone bridge was born, there are five dragon flying characters at the bridge, the first bridge.

Under this miserable white bridge ~lightnovelpub.net~ is the blood river that is actually generated. The **** atmosphere filled the air, and dozens of monks around looked at the white bridge, watching the river under the bridge, and his face was shocked.

"Why haven't arrived yet, I don't want to get on the road soon..." Ning Cheng's voice swelled with a rhythm of rhythm. At this time, his gods were more powerful than when they swallowed Shen Dan and burned blood. What's more, at this time, he is not only powerful, but more importantly, his rhyme is no longer the eternal ants of that district.

"I don't want to return, I don't want to die, I will never return to it..."

The low sound of the bridge on the bridge began to permeate the space. No monk could stay outside the bridge, and they both crossed the bridge with confusion.

Even the strong cultivator, after hesitating for a while, stepped on the bridge.

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