Control The World

Ning Wufeng was holding two rolls of heredity, and a look of excitement appeared on her face.

"You kid will be opportunistic when that happens." Wu Ling snorted softly, with some dissatisfaction in his tone.

The reason why Ning Wufeng was able to crack the Emperor's Hall of Spirits so quickly is thanks to the golden puppet in his hand. After discovering the direction of the Emperor's Palace, he did not break the battle, but chose to use the power of the spirit array for his own use.

On the one hand, it takes Ning Wufeng's current strength to crack the large array of people's palace, and on the other hand, if he cracks the large array of people's palace, everyone will have a chance at that time. When exposed to the inheritance of the Emperor, competition is bound to be fierce.

Therefore, Ning Wufeng opportunistically integrated the golden puppet in his own hand into the spiritual array of the imperial palace. In this way, the prince of the imperial palace will not attack him, and he can use these princes to escape Han Yanli and others calmly got the emperor's heritage.

"Wuling, you're wrong. Wisdom is also a strength." Long Yan suddenly appeared and said with a smile.

Wu Ling snorted softly and said, "Hum, speculation."

He turned his words and continued, "Two of the files in your hands, one is the cultivation experience left by the master, and the other is the master's secret."

Ning Wufeng slowly opened one of the files, which is the legacy file left by the Emperor. It records the emperor's cultivation experience and a powerful heavenly order.

He couldn't help but brighten his eyes. Although there were already nine masters such as Wang Jingjue in his hand, who would dislike his good things?

However, Wu Ling's voice sounded again, he said lightly: "You don't want to be too happy first. If you want to get the people's inheritance file, you must swear to fulfill the people's will."

"The emperor's last wish?" Ning looked at Long Chan without doubt, but Long Chan's gaze was deliberately shifted to other places.

"Yes," Wu Ling said in a deep voice. "The Emperor has orders. Anyone who inherits it must swear to be a slave for life, to assist the queen's descendants, and complete the great unification of the mainland!"

Long Yan's eyes fell on Ning Wufeng, and Ning Wufeng showed a hesitant look.

"Lifetime slave?" Ning Wufeng frowned.

"Yes, this is your honor!" Wu Ling said in a loud voice. "If you can become the future royal minister, even many hidden world ancients will follow it. This is your glory!"

In order to obtain the inheritance of the Emperor, and become an eternal slave of the Emperor's pulse, this kind of thing can never be done with the character of Ning Wufeng.

He shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "It seems that I have nothing to do with the inheritance of the Emperor."

"What?" Wu Ling suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at Ning Wufeng. "Boy, you have to think about it, this is your only chance. If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it for life." ! "

"This will be the great glory of you, and even your descendants!"

Ning Wufeng smiled lightly, shook his hand, and threw the scroll of the Emperor's Emperor to Wuling, and said loudly, "I am their pride."

I am their pride!

Such words would seem extremely mad when spoken from the general population, but at the moment, speaking from Ning Wufeng, it makes people feel extremely credible.

With his strength and opportunity, what is the position of emperor?

If the people from the immortal continent heard of Ning Wufeng, they would definitely feel incredible. The emperor is the supreme existence. But Ning Wufeng's consciousness still has memories of previous lives. His desire for freedom and self-confidence cannot be understood by Wuling.

Long Yan's eyes widened. Although he had already vaguely guessed that Ning Wufeng would not accept such a condition, he never thought that Ning Wufeng had such a strong thought in his heart.

I am the pride of future generations!

He groaned for a while, feeling more and more profound, and secretly said: It seems that this boy has a big picture.

"Crazy!" Wuling growled hysterically. The emperor was already supreme in his heart, and he was proud and proud of his master, but Ning Wufeng shattered his pride at this moment.

He opened his eyes and stared at Ning Wufeng, snarling: "Smelly boy, you dare to ignore the emperor and seek death!"

I saw the fascinating golden light blooming in Wuling's eyes, grabbing his hands in the air, and grabbing a prince Hou Yi on his side. The prince Hou Yi shone with Jin Mang in his eyes and suddenly moved.

The strong wind surged up, and a sharp arrow came straight to Ning Wufeng's door.

It is the prince of the arrow god.

Ning Wufeng's pupils suddenly shrank, feeling that his whole body was locked by a huge breath, and his heart sank. He was too familiar with this breath.

It turned out that before the Kings' Towers, this arrow deity was originally controlled by Wuling, no wonder the strength is so powerful. It is dozens of times more powerful than when the Emperor's Palace was in control.

Whizzing……

An arrow light shot like Chang Hong Guanri straight into Ning Wufeng's chest.

Long Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and Shen said, "Mist Spirit, you are crazy. He is the heir to the master!"

A thick anger flashed on Wuling's face, and growled, "You have heard everything he said, so he has no right to refuse the owner's request."

With a dull complexion and a mouth, Dragon Ball hovered out swiftly, and with a bang, the fire flirted, deviating from that arrow. He also fell back dozens of steps.

With a bang, the gold arrow suddenly shot on the pillar of the Emperor's Hall, exuberant golden light. The whole palace shivered violently.

Ning Wufeng was sweating coldly behind the wind. If the arrow had not come forward, I'm afraid he was buried under the golden arrow at this moment. Because Ning Wufeng never imagined that Wuling would be so extreme that he would not allow others to have a slight rebellion against the Emperor.

The dragon ball originally had a lot of weak power, but now with an arrow, the light on the dragon ball was about to collapse.

Wu Ling's face sank, and he shouted sharply, "Dragon, what do you want to do? Don't you want to go against the master's meaning? If so, I don't mind killing you together!"

Long Yun's face was pale and weak: "Mist Spirit, the master is dead. If he is still alive, he will definitely respect Ning's choice!"

"Shut up, the master will never die!" Wuling growled, "And since the boy has already inherited the master, he can only accept the master's will, otherwise, die!"

There was no room for discussion in his tone, and his eyes were on Ning Wufeng, sneer: "Either accept the inheritance. Or, die!"

The words did not fall, the prince of the arrow body once again pulled his bow and set the arrow, and the arrow light pointed at Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng knew the light in the sea generously and looked at Wuling with unyielding eyes. Shen Sheng said, "I don't want to pass on this kind of inheritance!"

Between words, the golden owl appeared in front of him. Ning Wufeng's fingers moved continuously, and Jin Mang was stirred in the palace of the Emperor, constantly immersed in the golden body.

"Then you will die well," Wu Ling growled sternly.

The arrow **** prince's body suddenly moved, turning into a shadow of Dao Dao, and the three arrows were arrogant, locking Ning Wufeng deadly.

"Ning boy, be careful." Long Yan shouted, Rao was willing to help Ning Wufeng, but could not help. The previous arrow had consumed most of his Dragon Ball essence.

Ning Wufeng frowned, and chuckled, "Rest assured, I haven't been killed so easily."

His consciousness was suddenly released, the golden urn in front of him suddenly moved, and numerous mysterious and mysterious rays in the palace of the emperor poured into the urn, and a pale golden image passed by Ning Wufeng.

Ding Ding Ding ...

Three crisp Jin Ge crosses, and three shots of gold rushed down the three arrows.

"How can this be?" Wuling's pupils suddenly shrank, but unexpectedly the strength of the golden pupa manipulated by Ning Wufeng was so strong.

"Huh, smelly boy, even if you have a golden badger, what can you do? It's still vulnerable in the hands of the old man!" Wuling roared, and the majestic spiritual power rushed into the body of the arrow **** king.

Whizzing……

The arrow **** prince has nine arrows and dazzling pearls. It is indeed a spiritual treasure that has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and its spiritual power is extremely powerful.

Ning Wufeng's expression was light and light, and he said lightly, "Then you don't know your strength is in front of the emperor, how much can you count?"

Between the words, his fingers ditched, and the golden light of the Emperor's Hall suddenly fell down, just on the golden urn.

Suddenly, the horrible momentum erupted on the Golden Wren, and Rao Shiwu and Dragon Wren both changed their faces.

Ning Wufeng actually blessed all of the power of the Emperor's Hall on this golden puppet.

The gold gun was picked, and the golden aftermath was blasted out.

The shot was blasted, and the golden light instantly shattered the nine arrows of the arrow **** prince into a shadow.

The power of the golden urn is unabated, and the powerful killer bombers and kills the arrow **** prince. The gold gun surged with majestic strength and blasted out.

There was a loud noise, and the whole palace shivered. The arrow **** prince was bombarded and killed a pile of debris, and even the mist spirit was ejected with a stale gas, which was very badly injured.

"You ... you can actually mobilize the power of the palace of the emperor." Wuling's eyes showed a horror.

Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, chuckling: "It seems that your power is far from the power of the Emperor. I don't think you can speak on behalf of the Emperor."

Jin Linger appeared above Wuling's head, exuding a powerful momentum, and shocked Wuling's face.

"You dare to disobey the master, the master will not let you go." Wu Ling shouted in horror. Rao is so far away that he still thinks Ning Wufeng is disrespectful to the emperor.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, and Shen cried, "Since this is the case, go with the emperor!"

Gold stunned the golden gun, and the powerful momentum instantly forced him towards Wuling.

"Ning boy, don't kill him, he's still useful." Long Yan said with a complexion, Shen Sheng said.

Ning Wufeng snorted softly and said lightly, "Since it can't be used by me, what good is it to have a great ability!"

Between the words, Huang Jin went out with a shot, and Wuling screamed endlessly, ringing the entire palace.

Outside, Han Yanli and others heard a change of face.