Control The World

Ning Wufeng suddenly felt a bit sad in the tone of the elder sheep.

How is this going? He looked at the elder sheep in amazement. The old guy came along all the way, and he did not take him for pleasure. What did he want to play this time?

He touched his chin and asked, "Ling Ge has all become sixteen times as powerful. What will Chuchu do?"

The elder sheep touched his beard and said, "You can rest assured that the girl's fortune is no less than you. The ban is in front of you, so hurry up."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that the great prince of Zhao Guo was ascended ten days ago, and I specially sent someone to see you and invited you there, but I was sent away."

Big brother ascended the throne? It's so fast.

Ning Wufeng touched his chin, don't need to know that the situation of Zhao Guo is already serious at this time, otherwise the master will not be so anxious.

"What about Qin?"

"The army of Qin Kingdom should have one day to go to the city. We have already spoken. We have established Zhao Wuji Emperor and changed the Yuan to the Shao Qin Dynasty."

Shao Qin Dynasty? Ning Wufeng frowned, as the name suggests, even the younger brother of the Great Qin Empire.

One day was too hasty.

He was a little confused, and looking at the restraint in front of him, a sense of anxiety appeared in his heart.

The spirits of the ten spirits surged, and the nineth-turn Ming Dynasty surged a strong golden light, and slammed a punch into the eight-layer forbidden. A slamming, powerful spiritual counterattack directly flew Ning Wufeng out of the air, It hit the ground.

The elder sheep closed his eyes subconsciously, feeling the pain, and said softly, "You are useless in such anxiety. You cannot open the eight-layer prohibition, and you cannot help the endangered Zhao Guo."

He said quietly, but he hit the point in one word, and it is really difficult for Ning Wufeng's current strength to reverse Zhao's current situation.

Now that you have come here, put aside all thoughts and take away the secret of King Cang Lan!

Ning Wufeng walked to the front of the ban, and gently put his hand on the bronze door, and suddenly felt a force on the door to resist himself. The spiritual power surged, and the greater his thrust, the stronger the resistance.

The ten spirits agitated, and the aura of light in his hands shone like the same red sun. And the bronze gates are also surging light, intertwining numerous colorful lights, blocking Ning Wufeng's power.

No!

Ning Wufeng sank in his heart, and it was difficult to break through the bronze gate with brute force.

By the way, since brute force doesn't work, what about this?

He was about to put his hand back on the bronze gate again, and the elder sheep on the side showed a surprised look, saying, "It's useless, unless you have the power of the Three Realms, don't want to use force to open this bronze gate. "

The person who banned on the door was the strongest of Sanyuanjing, and wanted to blast off his prohibition, at least Sanyuanjing.

Ning Wufeng raised a brow, and he also recognized the matter. Immediately started to puppet spirit, began to absorb the spiritual power on the bronze gate.

He was pulled away by the inexhaustible spiritual power, and the elder of the sheep moved his eyelids. I never thought that Ning Wufeng had this craftsman.

However, the forbidden force on the bronze door is so powerful, even if it has existed for thousands of years, it is still strong, and it would be negligible for the whole forbidden force to be drawn out by the wind.

He sighed, and wanted to absorb the prohibition force in this way. It was difficult to achieve it in a few years, and the prohibition on the bronze gate was not static, but was continuously supplemented by spiritual power from all around.

Ning Wufeng's face is difficult to show, which is very troublesome.

He looked at the elder sheep, who looked at his nose and eyes and cared for his ears, leaning aside, as if he hadn't seen anything, and slept.

"Elder, can't you give me a hint?" Ning asked quietly without a wind.

But the elder sheep really fell asleep, and there was a slight snoring. No matter what Ning Wufeng called, there was no response.

Ning Wufeng shook his head, it seemed that he could only rely on himself.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, spreading his consciousness, and began to observe the restraint on the bronze gate, trying to blast the restraint from the inside.

But the forbidden power on the bronze gate was portrayed by the monks in the Sanyuan Realm. However complicated, even the monks in the Divine Realm came to enlighten for a long time.

After Ning Wufeng looked at Xiangxiang, he felt that his head was dizzy, and the whole man grumbled and fell to the ground.

The sun rises and the sunset tides.

"How's it? Is there any news yet?" Wan Shi came over outside Lingge and asked in a snoring voice.

Ruan Yue shook her head and said, "It's been a month, and there is still no movement in Lingge."

"Brother, let's get ready to evacuate," Wan Shi snorted and said.

"Evacuation?"

"Yes, for more than 20 days of fighting, we have consumed a lot of vitality. All the troops that can be mobilized are still mobilized. Compared with the troops of the Great Qin Empire, we still have lost more than 15 or 6 battles. Morale is very high Low, so Master Ling suggested that we give up Zhaodu. "

Give up Zhaodu!

Ruan Yueliu frowned and asked, "Is it really that serious?"

In the tens of thousands of years of Zhao Guoli's history, even though there have been several huge changes, he never gave up the capital of the emperor.

The imperial capital is the core of a country. Once the core is broken, the hearts of the people will collapse. At that time, Zhao Guo really ceased to exist!

Wan Shi's face was worried, and he nodded heavily, saying, "After five days, a strong guard under Li Wang will come over to support him, and the city will definitely be unstoppable."

The influence of King Qin Li is no longer comparable to that of Zhao Guo, and Zhao Guo still has internal worries at this time.

"What about that little master?" Ruan Yue asked.

Wan Shi's face tightened and said: "The big brother said that he would find a way and try his best to protect the young master's life."

try best? Think of ways to?

Zhao Guo is already so downcast, Zhao Jun himself cannot guarantee, what else can he do to save the wind?

"We stayed for five days. When King Jinwei came, we would retreat immediately." Wan Shi solemnly said, "At this time, the master gave the younger brother time."

Even for just five days, it is extremely severe for Zhao Jun's Zhao Guo, which means there will be more deaths.

There is no wind against Ning, Zhao Jun is benevolent.

Ruan Yue's entire portrait was drained of strength, and she sat down softly on the ground, looking at the Lingge straight into Yunxiao, and said in her heart: Little master, you must come out within five days.

Once Zhao Du fell, Ning Wufeng, who had offended the son of King Li, would not escape the king ’s army. At that time, even if he got the secret of King Cang Lan, he would have to dowry for others.

At this time, Ning Wufeng in front of the eighth floor of Lingge also seemed to feel the perilous atmosphere of Zhao Guo, and an inexplicable irritability burst into his heart.

He meditated on Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Ji and forcibly calmed his restless heart.

One day passed, Ning Wufeng looked at the ban on the bronze gate and was still confused.

The next day passed, Ning Wufeng woke up, began to study the power of the ban, and finally figured out the meaning of a small ban, he began to try to drive the ban.

But how powerful the forbidden power carved by monk Sanyuanjing is, he cannot mobilize.

The third day passed, and Ning Wufeng was finally able to mobilize the size of the fingernail restraint, and a smile appeared on his face.

At this time, the outside was in a mess, and Zhao Jun began to organize some people to evacuate and retreat to Beixuan County.

Outside the city, there will be a battle almost every hour, and the corpse will be piled on the head of the city wall.

"Big prince, if we don't retreat, our casualties will be even greater." Ye Qiongtian said in a deep voice, and he was bathing in blood all the way, and was embarrassed.

Zhao Jun turned his head and glanced deep into the Lingge of Yunxiao, and said softly, "Let's stick to it for two more days."

On the fourth day, Ning Wufeng finally mobilized the fingernail-sized ban, which offset the large ban on the washbasin on the bronze door.

He smiled even wider.

Ning Wufeng had no idea what was going on outside. But these days, the elder sheep has been stumbled and muttered some words in his sleep, but it has benefited Ning Wufeng greatly.

He felt that the spiritual power of his ten spirits had been saved to a peak, and the next step was to break through the purple lake, and these words of the elder sheep seemed to be the trick to break through the purple lake.

But his words were fragmented and he felt endless.

Ning Wufeng can only speculate on something from his words to prepare for his own breakthrough.

He stood up, the restraint of the size of the basin was dissipated, and finally there was a way to enter the bronze gate.

Zhentianzhi!

Ten spirits surging amazing spiritual power, gathered at the fingertips. The eight-fold gravity of the seven-story building has subtly compressed the spiritual power of Ning Wufeng eight times, so his spiritual power at this time is eight times stronger than before.

With a bang, the bronze gate was blasted open, and a spirit wind came out of it.

There is a door!

Ning Wufeng had a happy face.

Dragon God decided!

With a bang, Ssangyong roared and slammed into the bronze door without restraining power. Sure enough, the bronze door was opened by Ning Wufeng in the size of a dog hole.

Buzz ...

The bronze gate began to tremble violently. There was a passage between the sixteen times the gravity inside the door and the eight times the gravity outside the door. The gap between the two forces was revealed.

With a loud bang, the bronze gate was blown away.

Ning Wu was caught off guard by the wind, and was directly hit by the door and flew out, hitting his nose and swollen face.

Finally opened!

The gate of the eighth floor of Lingge!

The next moment, Ning Wufeng's smile was frozen. Sixteen times the pressure rolled over instantly, his bones crunched, and even the spirit veins felt like they were going to be crushed.

Ning Wufeng's eyes were scarlet and pale.

He frantically operated Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue, allowing himself to quickly adapt to sixteen times the gravity. After a series of previous trainings, Ning Wufeng's endurance has also improved a lot.

At this moment, the elder sheep stood up.

"You finally woke up!" Ning Wufeng overjoyed and shouted at the elder sheep.

He didn't seem to hear it. He was unkempt, and suddenly lifted his gaze, turning his eyes into two scarlet holes, directly into the depths of Ning Wufeng's mind.

"Elder sheep."

How is this going? Ning Wufeng's face changed greatly.

The elder sheep, who had been asleep, finally woke up, but at this time, the sound of fried beans erupted from his body, and his skinny body suddenly rose sharply.

The evil spirit and murderous spirit swept across the whole person's eight floors!