Control The World

"Haha, I didn't expect to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere, it would take no time." A proud laugh came from one side.

Ning Wufeng looked at these people. Headed by a young man in a python robe, with a gold crown on his head, and Qi Yuxuan Ang, next to him is a slender beauty with a graceful appearance and a blue dress fluttering.

Behind the handsome man and the beautiful girl, there was a group of people. A middle-aged scholar looked like a folding fan in his hands. His face was full of joy, apparently what he said before. There is also a very conspicuous man with a very large figure, which is comparable to the giant barbarian with two big hammers hanging from the waist.

A group of people came out of the air, all monks in the spirit state, and the scholar and the barbarian seemed to be stronger, and Ning Wufeng could not see the strength of the two through the three-round transformation of the psychic eye!

"Is the strength of the two already very close to the false Dan realm?" Ning Wufeng chuckled in his heart, although the momentum of the two men is not as strong as the candle dragon, but they are not far behind.

A group of people greedily stared at the Ning Wufeng's fire stele and commented on it.

"Congratulations, Grand Dude.

"The lineage of the emperor has been passed on to the son-in-law."

The crowd applauded, not caring about the surrounding wolves, there were two thousand chess fighters, and eight thousand Li Wang generals.

A proud look appeared on the boy's face, and he waved, and someone came out behind him.

"Ning Wufeng, I didn't expect you to be here." A person stepped out from behind them, yelling at Ning Wufeng.

"Is you?" Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, but he did not expect to encounter Situ Yan here. Ning Wufeng originally killed Situ Ye in the mysterious realm of Xuandu, and was forced to go to the city of evil. Contributed to.

There was a gleam of cold light in Situ Yan's eyes, his complexion became faint, and he snorted coldly: "Smelly boy, is this fire stele yours?"

Ning Wufeng frowned, watching Situ Yan faintly say, "Yes."

"Our son is interested in it, and from today on, he is our cold son." He snorted softly, his eyes full of disdain.

Ning Wufeng looked around and said lightly, "Good breath, have you asked these people behind me?"

"A group of Wuhe people, who dare to drink Maoru blood also dare to talk?" Situ Yan's pupils shrank, and there was no hint of sharp color.

"When anyone dares to come out and say half a word, this seat lets him know why the flowers are so red." Situ Yan snorted softly.

After they entered the chess realm, they encountered many residents of the chess realm, but their strength was generally low, and there was no stronger person than the spirit realm. So Stuart and others dare to be so brazen.

They regard chess as a barren land.

"Master Yu, let me help you teach him!" The fiery sun had a hot temper, and immediately came forward and drank a little, Scarlet staring at Situ Yan with his eyes staring at him, his hair all over.

The boy in the python robe behind him moved his lips slightly, and his voice sounded in Situ Yan's mind.

Situ Yan snorted softly. For this group of uncivilized races, he had a high sense of superiority and disdain, but the master behind him opened his mouth, still holding back his patience, and said: s Willing to buy this spiritual monument in your hand with ten thousand spirit crystals. "

"One thousand spirits, not one thousand spirits!" Situ Yan held out a finger.

Ten thousand spirit crystals, but one billion spirit stones, is definitely a huge wealth for Ning Wufeng, which is comparable to the one-year income of Zhao Guo's four great families. Unexpectedly, the boy in the python robe gave it.

However, 10,000 Lingjing wants to buy the treasure of the town's spiritual realm, the Fire Spirit Stele, which is refined by the Emperor Qi. The inscription of the law is already valuable.

You must know the power of the rule, but the existence of monks who can only touch it, and the inscription of the rule inscribed by Emperor Qi, its value is even more difficult to estimate. Outside, Ten Thousand Spirits can see the inscription engraved by the Emperor, even if it is a bargain.

The python robe boy actually wanted to use ten thousand spirit crystals to buy his fire spirit monument.

"One thousand spirits?" Ning Wufeng snorted slightly, and his eyes turned slightly, and he smiled: "I have no problem, but I'm afraid the old man is not willing to do it."

He raised his chin and signaled Situ Yan to look at the Moon King of the Moon.

At this time, Xiaoyue Golden Wolf was already irritated. Where did the beam-jumping clown dare to jump in front of it? If it wasn't for the scholars and barbarians in the air, it would have swallowed Situ Yan.

And Situ Yan didn't even know it. He saw Ning Wufeng and Xiaoyue Golden Wolf before, and even Ning Wufeng was able to beat the beast into a bloodshed. It was just a hand for him. .

"Not willing?" Situ Yan snorted softly. "I'm afraid it doesn't have the right to speak yet."

Ning Wufeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, if you beat him, I won't have 10,000 spirit crystals, you will take the Fire Spirit Tablet."

"Is this true?" Situ Yan's pupils narrowed slightly, and a greedy light burst into his eyes. Ten thousand spirits, it is a huge wealth to him.

After the imperial palace was broken, although he climbed up the power of the Canglan Palace, the Cold Palace, but after all, the existence of a gatekeeper, the resources that he could obtain were still very small.

"Natural." Ning Wufeng laughed softly.

"Okay!" Situ Yan snorted softly. He was not afraid of Ning Wufeng's remorse. With his mid-strength strength, Ning Wufeng had no right to repent at all.

If there were no sons watching, he might have grabbed Ning Wufeng's monument directly.

Situ Yan turned to look at the Golden Wolf of Xiaoyue, scorned and said, "Can you understand what I just said?"

"Forget it, how can you beast understand?"

His face showed a disdain, and his body burst out, with a strong aura in his hand, and slap the palm of his hand to the top of the Wolf King.

There is a fierce glow in Scarlet Moon's scarlet eyes. This new little one points to the left beast, and another beast is talking about it?

"Small, don't you think you have lost your mind." It suddenly sounded in Situ Yan's mind.

Situ Yan's face changed, but he did not expect that the Golden Moon King of Xiao Yue actually understood him.

However, before Situ Yan's thoughts had turned around, he felt a hot blood force smashing directly against his head, and the momentum was extremely magnificent.

"Ah!" He exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, the Golden Moon King of Xiaoyue, which made him dismissive, actually had such a strong strength. When Dewclaw whipped his head and whistled down towards his head, Situ Yan was blindfolded. After three breaths, the spirits burst out.

Roar ...

The roar of the Wolverine King roared, spurring Qi and blood power to be overbearing, and instantly snapped his spirit back into his body, turning his hands to suppress Situ Yan under the claws.

Scarlet eyes stared at Situ Yan, Situ Yan's face turned pale.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me," he said in horror.

The man in the air in the python robe sinked slightly, his man was actually defeated by the chess monster, leaving his face dull.

He hummed softly, and two monks in the midst of the spirit state rushed out, leaping to the Moonwolf King.

One person Jianguang turned into the wheel, pulsating thousands of Tao Jianguang slipping down like a rain curtain, with great power, shrouded the ten-meter-high Howling Moon Wolf in the golden light.

The sound of a single piano sounded, and Jin Ge made a symphony of his hands, as if the drums were beating, thousands of troops rushed out.

Roar ...

The roar of the wolves, howling, was extremely impatient, and opened his mouth of blood, showing a tendency of greedy wolf swallowing the moon. A strong suction surged in his mouth, and the man was sucked into his mouth.

Quack quack.

Blood dripped from the corner of its mouth, and a gleam of cold light flashed in the scarlet eyes, all of which were playful.

"On the King's territory, you cannot tolerate wildness!" The sound of the Golden Moon King of Xiaoyue rang suddenly in everyone's mind.

He opened the blood basin and opened his mouth, grabbed Situ Yan, and threw it into the Xiaoyue Golden Wolves. The wolves immediately called up and divided Situ Yan into food.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank slightly.

"Huh!" There was a clear hum in the air, and the python robe boy stepped down from the air step by step.

The girl in blue dress, scholar, man, and others gathered behind him.

Roar ...

The Xiaoyue Golden Wolf was a little jealous of the scholars and barbarians behind him, and roared lowly.

The man in the python robe looked at Ning Wufeng lightly, and he didn't even concentrate his spirits. This kind of strength was not worth his eyes at all.

As for the fiery sun and others behind him, in his eyes, they are just a group of old, weak and sick. And this kind of monk who was born in the wild, he didn't even look at it.

Howling Wolverine became his greatest enemy now.

Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, and the situation of the three parties in the field became very delicate at this moment. The python robe son has the strongest strength and can crush any other party.

Roar ...

Xiao Yue's voice suddenly sounded in Ning Wufeng's mind.

Ning Wufeng looked slightly.

The boy in the python robe showed a cold face, a contemptuous smile was raised at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, "You should all be able to understand the words of this boy."

He pointed at the Wolf King Wolf, and said coldly, "You killed the man, I will not leave you, but you can blame you for blame, for your own fault!"

The tone reveals firmness that doesn't allow beaks. It seems that his words are the golden rule, and everyone must implement it.

Roar ...

Howling Wolverine made a low roar, and two scarlet bloodshots burst into the scarlet eyes, approaching the boy in the robe.

"As for you." The boy in the python robe looked at Ning Wufeng, his gaze fell on the Fire Spirit Stele, and ordered: "Leave the Fire Spirit Stele, my son spare you a life, go away."

Ning Wufeng raised a brow, listening to his tone as if he had to thank this guy for his immortality. However, with their current strength, they do have the strength to speak like this.

However, if he teamed up with Xiaoyue Golden Wolf, things would become much more interesting.

Roar ...

The Howling Golden Wolf snarled in a low voice, blasted out, and rushed to the python robe boy. At the same time, the two thousand Howling Golden Wolf races behind it swarmed up.