Control The World

Ning Wufeng and Zhao Wuqing stayed after finding the inn.

At night, rather than sit in the wind, the spirit in the body is shaking, comprehending the first artistic conception of Zhentian Finger—domineering!

Zhentian refers to the hegemony of the first artistic conception, which has something to do with the sharpness of Jin Yuan's true intentions.

What is overbearing?

One who has no heavenly respect, known as Zhentian with one finger, can break the sun, moon, and stars. This is overbearing.

Ning Wufeng was aware of a mysterious and mysterious power wave in the sea, and his consciousness was instantly drawn into that chaotic scene.

The Supreme Master of Heaven stands in the volley, his robes hunting and his eyes are stunned. With a change of body shape, he left for nine days. Shooting out with one finger, the stars are broken.

For a time, the world was dark and the situation was changing.

Ning Wufeng felt a sudden tremor, and his face was pale. So strong!

The hegemonic meaning of the Supreme Master is that he has experienced countless battle baptisms and cleaned up the momentum after the lead. The momentum I have always wanted.

Such a general trend can be achieved by ordinary people. Ning Wufeng's fingers trembled in mid-air, and the power kept swinging out.

Where is his overbearing?

Gumu Daze, he fights the carving king with the strength of priming gas. Although he is seriously injured, his heart is as strong as iron and he is not afraid. This is overbearing!

Chilongtan, directed by the beasts, the red python is mighty. He took a shot one by one, seized the spirit, the red dragon carp, and surrendered to the green ape and the eagle king. This is overbearing!

Drink like a mountain, above the gudan, kill Nanshan, and sing alone. Thousands of floating slaughter members dare not come forward. This is overbearing!

Learning palace secrets, Situ strong, Ling Tian staring, tree demon ring service. One finger to Zhentian, one shot to crack the ground, this is overbearing!

...

Ning Wufeng's fingers danced faster and faster, and the consciousness poured out like flowing water, slowly wrapping the entire room, the consciousness continued to flow, and slowly the whole floor and the entire inn.

"Oh!" He gave a soft whistle, and then immediately regained his senses and tightened.

There was a loud roar, and a dark light shot at him instantly. A powerful force exploded around him instantly.

Ning Wufeng was anxious, and Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue hurriedly exhibited. But the mighty force drove him out. A slamming through the room next door awakened Zhao Wuqing.

"Master, what's wrong?" Zhao Wuqing grunted, rolled off the bed, and hurriedly asked.

"go!"

Ning Wufeng shouted, let Zhao Wuqing hurry up and leave. However, Zhao Wuqing had not returned yet, and a huge momentum rolled over instantly.

Uh ...

The king of black gold eyes screamed sternly, and his body turned into a black light and hit the person with great momentum.

There was a touch of golden light in the black light, and it shot out.

"Huh, the beasts are also arrogant!" Situ Song snorted coldly, and flew out the carving king with his palm.

He walked step by step from Ning Wufeng's room, looking at Ning Wufeng, his face full of anger.

"Boy, you finally fell into my hands!" Situ Song said coldly.

Ning Wufeng's face sank slightly. I did not expect that Situ Song's strength was so powerful.

"Did you come to kill me?" Ning Wufeng asked quietly.

He wondered how to get out of Situ Song. The monk in the purple lake can control the spiritual soldiers, and the spiritual power becomes the purple lake. Far from comparable monks.

"Kill?" Situ Song sneered, "It's cheap for you to kill you. Your kid has caused my elders from the cosmopolitan palace to hide and follow you all the way, you look so big!"

Situ Song sneered, and turned his hands to Ning Wufeng. The palm glowed with a faint light, bursting out suddenly.

With a bang, Ning Wufeng met his palms and flew out.

Before that, Situ Song hid himself and wanted to kill him with a single blow. But I didn't expect to be noticed. In a hurry, Ning Wufeng lost his mind and suffered a minor injury.

"Hurt my master!" Zhao Wuqing sighed, touched the silver gun next to him, and shot a sudden blast at Situ Song.

The spear-shooting method burst out, sharp and sincerely came out in the second hell.

"The monks in the early days of Tongqiaotongjing wanted to do something with me, and foolishly dreamed!" Situ Song sneered, "Let you know what the strength of Zihujing monk is!"

"Ghost Palm!"

There was a dark vortex in Stuart Song's hands, and spiritual power interweaved.

Zhao Wuqing's silver gun was involuntarily attracted by his grasp. His spiritual power poured out uncontrollably and was consumed violently.

However, for a moment, Zhao Wuqing turned pale and fell to the ground, exhausting his spiritual power.

Uh ...

The King of Black Gold Eyed Eagle slammed slammingly, rushing to Situ Song, but was stopped by Ning Wufeng.

"Take Zhao Wuqing away!" Ning said coldly without wind.

He grabbed it in the air and the annihilation gun appeared in his hand. The blood in the corner of the mouth was wiped away, and the whole body was energized and moved towards Situ Song.

"Want to leave?" Situ Song's face was cold, and the Nether Palm burst out again, blasting to Zhao Wuqing.

"go!"

Ning Wufeng still hesitated to see the King of the Black-Gold Eyed Eagle, immediately screamed, let him leave with Zhao Wuqing, and the gun in his hand trembled.

Golden lotus falls!

Ning Wufeng was a nirvana when he shot his hand. The golden aura was entwined, and the gunman turned into countless golden rays and shrouded to Situ Song. The blossoming golden lotus fluttered in the room.

"Jinyuan really means it!"

Situ Song's complexion changed, and it instantly became gloomy. "I didn't expect your boy to realize the true meaning of Yuan!"

Situ loosely clenched his fists, and he really meant it. This was what he dreamed of, and the monk who knew everything was the first to realize it!

First, the true meaning of the source of fire, now it is the true meaning of Ning Wufeng.

"Damn!" Situ Song growled, his spirits were shaking, the palms of the palms were intertwined between the opening and closing of the palms, and the palms were intertwined with dazzling spectacles, which seemed to be able to devour all the minds of people.

Ning Wufeng's gunman intertwined, and the momentum was like a rainbow. Golden lotus blossoming out.

Although Jinyuan's true intentions are powerful, they consume a lot of spiritual power. At the same time, Situ Song's spiritual power was extremely strong. With the strong spiritual power, Ning Wufeng's Golden Lotus was refined.

Situ Song was full of momentum and slammed into Ning Wufeng.

Zhentianzhi!

Ning Wufeng's face sank, and his fingers burst out.

With a bang, Situ Song also took a step back. Ning Wufeng flew out directly, broke the inn's wall, and flew off the inn.

At this moment, a pair of soldiers are rushing towards this side. Suddenly one person flew down from the window, startling them.

Immediately, an extremely violent momentum swept out, blasting out, and the soldiers suffered the indiscriminate disaster for no reason.

Ning Wufeng's gloomy eyes were staring closely at Situ Song's actions. Fortunately, the King of the Eagles took Zhao Wuqing away, and he began to let go of the battle.

It is night, so there are few pedestrians on the street. But the sound of Rao's fighting like this woke up a lot of people.

Niu Dali, who sits in the main city of the town, also received news. It was just a fight by human monks, and he scoffed at it, which was not as good as the food and drink at this table.

"Let's talk, how are people looking?" He was gorging on the food while he was gazing at the city master.

The face of the town owner is very unsightly. This guy has been eating for an afternoon and has never heard of it.

"No ... no news." He muttered with his head down, without giving any information, how did they know who had stolen this master's treasure.

Besides, this guy is so strong that he who dares to steal his Master's treasure can be weak? How could they be found by ordinary people.

"Sir, is it you ... wrong?" Said the owner carefully.

"boom!"

Niu Dali glared at the bull's eyes and growled, "What's wrong? Who is my master, would it be wrong? Fart!"

With a slap, he flipped the table in front of him, and the water splashed. He splashed on the face of the city owner, he dare not wipe it.

"Give me another table."

...

Outside, Situ Song forced Ning Wufeng step by step, with a sloppy smile on his face.

"Boy, let's do this. Tell me your secret. I can promise to let you go."

Situ Song suddenly thought of Ning Wufeng's strength in such a small area, so strong, he must have hidden a lot of secrets. If he could put his secret out, would he still need to be angry with Stuart's father and son?

He had such a good relationship with Chen Chuchu's girl, and both realized the true meaning of Yuan, saying that there was no secret, and he did not believe it.

Ning Wufeng showed a sneer and said, "It depends on your ability."

As soon as he was in shape, he shot out step by step. The third was chasing the stars to catch the moon, and the afterglow was wrapped in a touch of sharp gold, which instantly killed Situ Song.

Situ Song was shaking his spiritual power, and Ning Palm shot one after another. The turbulent spiritual power illuminated him all around like daylight.

Bang Bang Bang ...

Spiritual power surge.

Ning Wufeng regressed, no, Zihu's strength was too strong. His spiritual power can no longer keep up.

As soon as he moved his face, he turned his hand and took out a spirit from the space charm, shook his hand, and said, "Situ Song, this is the secret you want. Come and take it if you have the ability."

The spirit in his hand stirred the strong spiritual power, and immediately made Situ Song's face change, revealing the coveted color.

"Boy, you know how to look, give up the thing obediently, spare you not to die!" Situ Song grinned and laughed.

What about genius? He has not yet obediently surrendered in his hands!

At the same time that Ning Wufeng took out the spiritual object, the cow of the city's main house opened his eyes vigorously and slammed, and overturned a table prepared by his heart, which scared the city's face.

"Something has appeared!"

The gigantic figure suddenly shot out of the door, and the door was closed tightly and smashed, bursting into the distance.

The Lord of the Lord's pupils shrank, his body trembling with fright.

On the street, Ning Wufeng grinned, and suddenly a powerful spiritual power erupted, and he threw the spirit in his hand towards Situ Song.

"Want to get it yourself, haha."

He burst into shape and swept away in the opposite direction.