Tian Muzhen shook his body and completely forgot the wooden beads and communication beads in his hands. He couldn't believe to stare at the crowd. At the altar of Zuku, Ning Cheng sent them away, she thought Ning Cheng fell.

Because of the news of Ning Cheng's fall, she was madly cultivated, but she never returned to the kind of tranquility as natural. As a result, her woody source beads can no longer be perfectly preserved in her knowledge of the sea, because her heart is impetuous, woody beads can only be used for cultivation, and can no longer be used for warming.

It is also because she can't hide the woody source of pearls, which makes her sister hurt.

Countless people in the crowd are staring at Tian Mu's hand, but the price is constantly rising.

&nb%; "Small town, is it really you?" Tian Muzhen couldn't help it anymore, and sent a message to Ningcheng.

Ning Cheng squeezed into the front and returned a message. "It's me, you don't have to worry, I don't think I can take both of you. I will let your virtual transmission array be excited first..."

"No, small town, you go with me. As long as this transmission is stimulated, we will be safe, and go with me..." Tian Muyu’s hand trembled more and more, experienced life and death, face and Holding is secondary.

She was not willing to pass her shoulders. If there is no fate, why can she see him after she has left the earth for hundreds of millions? Why, there is always a link between the minds that makes her unable to speak out?

"Everyone, we talk about it one by one, not necessarily all of them. So, who can come up with 100 million top grades, you can enter our transmission matrix and talk to us. In addition to Shen Jing In addition, we will give something that will satisfy us. Of course, if you don't have 100 million gods. There are other good things. It is not impossible to talk." The blue skirt girl saw Tian Muzhen's excited and difficult appearance. Knowing that this will not work in this way, simply say aloud.

After that, she rushed to send a message to Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng did not hesitate to report a hundred million Shenjing, the blue girl has already recognized Ning Cheng, and immediately pointed to Ning Cheng, "I am you, the Taoist who quoted 100 million Shenjing came in and talked with us. Give us something else."

Ning Cheng did not hesitate to rush into the transmission array, so that the outside monks are completely inexplicable.

The woody source beads are good. Small life is also important. This monk who quoted 100 million Shenjing is just a sacred emperor. What qualifications are there to talk to a Taoist emperor? What's more, even if the conversation is successful, can this holy Taoist can still take the woody source beads and get rid of it?

"Small town, I..." Tian Muzhen, who had been suffering in his heart, saw Ning Cheng coming in, and burst into tears. The first to meet in Xuanhuang Xinglu, she can also support her own hard shell to protect her fragility. Once again, her shell on her body had already shattered.

There is a kind of thing called tormentation. Every time she does not practice, the kind of suffering is not something that outsiders can imagine. Mikimoto Beads are not willing to stay in her knowledge of the sea. Her kind of suffering is even worse.

She really regrets, if life is only a few decades. Regrets have only been for decades. Maybe she hasn't had time to regret it, she has already died.

Originally thought that I was strong enough to face everything calmly, but some things really came again, she found that she was far from strong.

"Mu Wei, you and the small town do not exist, who is right and who is wrong. No need to do this, everyone understands people. Now is not the time to say these things, the outside people look at it, we have to discuss it quickly." Blue skirt girl Advised Tian Muzhen.

Tian Muzhen’s hand holding the jade box was somewhat whitish, but he obeyed the blue skirt girl’s words, only licking his lips and stopping what he had to say.

Ning Cheng nodded, "Ye Shijie, you say. I can help, I will definitely help."

The girl in the blue skirt took a breath and said grateful to Ning Cheng. "Ning brother, I thank you last time for saving me and Mu Yan. Although I don't know how you escaped later, it is not easy. I said, The last time I owe you, this time I may owe you another time."

Ning Cheng waved his hand, "Don't say this, everyone is a friend, help out, nothing."

The woman in the blue skirt did not continue to be polite. "Then I will make a long story short. I don't know how you came here. These will be said later. Now you can take out tens of millions of gods to stimulate this void transmission array, as long as the array is excited. We can leave here together.

You should just plasticize it, and it is very fast at your cultivation speed. As long as I see you, you will not be able to practice more quickly than you do now. Whether it is medicinal or cultivation resources, how much do you want..."

The woman in the blue skirt was not hurt, the rhyme was missing, and she did not go to investigate the repair of Ningcheng. However, in her opinion, Ningcheng is only a plastic road, which is because of the departure of Xuanhuang Xinglu.

Ning Cheng smiled slightly, and he knew that Tian Muzhen and the blue skirt girl should go to the holy road. In order to find the source of wood, he also planned to go to the Holy Land. Now that Tian Muzhen is here, if he wants to trade the woody beads, he does not need to go to the holy world.

As for the blue-skirt girl who used to rely on her, Ning Cheng never thought about it. He and the blue skirt girl are just ordinary friends, but they have saved her twice. Even a good friend, Ning Cheng will not rely on a woman's old man to live.

What's more, he has to go back and prepare to prove the Tao, and then take his sister Ruolan and Luo Yan.

When Tian Muzhen heard the words of the blue skirt girl, she even bit her lip and used her understanding of Ningcheng. If the sister said that Ningcheng sent them to leave, Ning Cheng would still leave together. But my sister said that she would help, and the small town would definitely not go together.

Sure enough, Ning Cheng said, "I don't go with you, I have a way to go. You think that when I was at the ancestral altar, I could walk away, so I don't have to worry about me. Then, wait for the void. I am going to inspire the battle..."

"Small town, this is for you, me, I..." Tian Muzhen placed the wooden bead box in the hands of Ningcheng.

Ning Cheng knew that it was not good when he grabbed the box. He was preparing to ask Tian Mu's wood source beads. But he knows that it must not be sent this way. Even if Tian Muzhen wants to give Mubenyuanzhu, he will wait until he has inspired the transmission.

Now that Tian Muzhen has given the woody source beads, Ningcheng has no way to push it back. He can't even say anything, just throw a line of Shenjing, and then constantly spill the flag, and at the same time put a ring into the hands of Tian Muzhen. "You take care of yourself and have a good time."

Sure enough, when Tian Muzhen handed the wooden bead box to Ningcheng, the monks staring outside were rushing over. All kinds of magic weapons have rushed to the transmission array, apparently want to break the transmission array, everyone grabbed.

The defensive light of the virtual transmission array was shaken for a while, but in Ningcheng, the one-time top quality Shenjing was thrown in a very timely manner. The first attack was not too much, and it was finally blocked.

Ning Cheng took the opportunity to rush out of the transmission array, and at the same time sacrificed the Promise Qinglei City. At this time, what hides and hides is fake. It is important to take out the cards to keep a small life.

All kinds of follow-up attacks blasted on the Promise Qinglei City in Ningcheng. In the short time that the Netherland Transmission Block was blocked by Ning Cheng, it turned out a space of light, and the excitement disappeared into the void.

No one is going to manage the void array. All the people see it clearly. The woody source beads are on Ningcheng.

Seeing that Ning Cheng was in an endless attack, Tian Muzhen felt a blank in her mind, and she felt that she had done something wrong. After the wood source beads were handed over to Ningcheng, she felt that the trace of the connection between herself and Ningcheng had disappeared without a trace. It seems that she was able to meet Ning Cheng twice because of the origin of the wood.

Before she continued to think about it, she was fainted and she was involved in the transmission of light.

Promise Qinglei City is strong again, with so many attacks, Ning Cheng still could not help but spit out a blood. Watching more monks flocking, the surrounding space is filled with all kinds of rhythm, Ning Cheng knows that he can't go away.

Tens of thousands of monks did not go all the way to grab the woody source beads, and most of the monks still have some bottom line. Things are in the hands of others, and that nature is of other people's. Besides, even if you are going to grab it, you may not be able to grab it.

However, there are still hundreds of thousands of monks attacking Ningcheng, and some people are eager to try. There are some hesitations in the eyes of the Taoist Emperor, not that they are embarrassed to grab, but once there is a person moving, I am afraid that the rest will move.

Another wave of attacks slammed over, and Ning Cheng was spurted out again with a blood. Promise Qinglei City has no spirit, blocking so many attacks, Ning Cheng can not bear.

After spitting out the second blood, Ning Cheng gave up and fled, and raised his hand, the hollow cold gun appeared in his hand. Followed by a blue stone arch bridge at his feet, a rushing yellow long river roared like a dragon in his body.

Since I want my life, I will take it for life.

The emptiness cold light guns rolled up one after another, and there were no traces of guns. Some plastic roads and even the martyrdom of the martyrdom, before these guns, were directly drawn a **** fog, and the corpse was separated.

The yellow long river seems to feel the killing of Ning Cheng, and it is roaring and rolling in the blood fog. The Holy Emperor under the dozens of sacred roads is swept away by this long river. lightnovelpub.net~ disappeared without a trace.

In just a few breathing hours, a large piece was vacated around Ningcheng. The first emperor of the hundreds of sermons was strangled by Ningcheng.

The killing of Ning Cheng did not let these people let go. On the contrary, the monks who had been watching on the side of the watch, after seeing Huang Quanqiao, were like vampires who saw blood, and they rushed over with red eyes. Even the Taoist Emperor who wanted to watch for a while could not hold back the greed in his heart and rushed to Ningcheng.

Ning Cheng shouted, but also red eyes. Promise Qinglei City unrestricted expansion, Leiguang rushed out of Qinglei City, and some of the monks who were repaired as low were directly smashed into coke. After the flawless gun pattern of the emptiness cold light gun, another series of void collapses were formed again, constantly smashing life.

The roar of the fourth Huangquan Bridge was becoming more and more fierce, and some of the monks who had retreated to the outside of Huangquan Bridge were also sluggish by the inexplicable gods, and were immediately taken away by Huang Quanqiao.

The void of the falling wood temple is a torrent of rain.

(Good night friends!) (To be continued...)

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