Control The World

Ming Wang Zhenshen!

The chaotic images in the memory, whether it is the powerful maiden of green mulberry, the mother of purple bamboo medicine, or the prisoner of the abyss, but in the mind of Ning Wufeng, it is not comparable to the true body of Ming Wang.

On the full night of that month, Ming Wang was first born, and the mighty power was incorporated into the body. Even if it was comparable to the late Moon King Wolf, it was only an insignificant ant.

Such a powerful force was truly felt by Ning Wufeng, and it felt more shocking than watching the battle.

Five heads and ten arms of Ming Wang's real body appeared in the starry sky. Countless dazzling stars fell down and quietly flowed on the golden gods.

The golden primordial spirit was sitting tightly, and his small hand formed the golden mandala in the air. But Jin Mang was intermittent and did not have the slightest power.

"The King Ming really turned into the power of the Moon, so it has never been so strong, and I can't mobilize the power of the Moon now. Where should this source of power come from?" Ning Wufeng thought to himself.

Between thoughts, Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue was involuntarily operating. The immortal spar that Ning Wufeng had refined before also showed strength, and the faint golden mang shrouded him.

If all the willpower immersed in the cells can be mobilized, can it be used as a source of power for the attack of the consciousness.

The willpower of a single cell is extremely weak and almost negligible, but if tens of billions of cell forces are added together, it is extremely huge.

Moreover, after Ning Wufeng's body has been quenched by immortal spar, the cells are ten times stronger than ordinary people.

His eyes suddenly flashed, and the little hands of the golden primordial twitched, the golden mang overflowed at the fingertips, and the strands of cell willpower began to be mobilized by him.

At this time, outside the palace of the Emperor, it was already a battle.

"Haha, I have inherited it." Han Shanhu laughed loudly, and a monk siege opened up, raising the man's royal dossier above his head.

The next moment, the three monks of false Danjing shot at him at the same time.

Uncle Nan's boxing martial arts fist was put on display, and the boxing shadow hit the chest of the cold mountain tiger. The mountains and rivers fans of Tiancan scholar poured out thousands of rivers and mountains, shrouded to the cold mountain tiger. In the end, the pair of diamond-eared ears and a pair of hanging ears slammed into the sky to chase the stars and catch the moon, sealing the cold mountain tiger's retreat.

Han Shanhu's face was suddenly pale, and the excitement of the Emperor's dossier had not been dissipated, and the thick meaning of death had enveloped him.

"Ah!" With a loud scream, Han Shanhu was directly killed by the three monks of fake Danjing. The heritage dossier flew up into the sky.

Tian Can Scholar and Di Que King Kong looked at each other.

The ground-breaking King Kong growled suddenly, and a pair of hanging ears and hammers burst out in a cold light, which forced the uncle Nan to go.

"Dare you stop me!" Nan Shu roared, also a monk from the false Dan kingdom. His strength was much better than the lack of King Kong.

But wanting to get rid of the King Kong attack can't be done in a short while.

Xiao Tian screamed with a drowsiness, and the Seven Soul Rings shrouded over the sword body, lacking King Kong. And the pair of ears and hammers in the hands of King Kong are just three soul spirit soldiers.

There was a loud bang, and the two soldiers were connected. The land shortage King Kong was retreated by Nan Shu a dozen steps away. A spurt of reverse blood spurted out.

However, during this time, the scholars of Tiancan have already obtained the dossier of the Emperor.

He respectfully handed the dossier to Han Yanli's hand, and a smile arose from the corner of Han Yanli's mouth, and a flash of fanaticism flashed in his eyes, and finally the scroll of the emperor's inheritance scroll fell into his hands!

"The Emperor's dossier has been obtained for me by the Hermitage. Anyone who dares to attack me is the enemy of the Hermitage!" He Yanli sighed, staring at the people who were staring at him.

As soon as this remark came out, those who were still paying attention to the Emperor's File could not help but retreat from their hearts, and they were hostile to the forces of the Great Qin and other forces, not them, or even the gates behind them.

However, there was a first-class force at the scene-Tiantufu. With the strength of Tiantufu, it would not fear the palace.

"Abominable!" Du Zifei roared. He had long been willing to pass on the inheritance of the Emperor. Now that the dossier has fallen into the hands of Han Yanli, how can he bear it. Immediately picked up a magic knife, the knife light forced Han Yanli to split.

"The inheritance of the Emperor is mine, you don't want to take it away!" He growled hysterically, and the monks at Tiantufu shot together.

However, the surrounding second-class forces and some disabled soldiers saw this situation in defeat, and they all thought carefully. They have been so deadly wounded, and if nothing is found, how to go back to Zongmen to explain.

Wealth and wealth are begging, in case we can get this emperor's heirloom file, he will surely be able to make peace in the future. What is the cold palace?

For a while, everyone shot, and the magic charm and sword array attacked Xiang Hanyanli and others at the same time. Hermitage pressure increased greatly.

The masters fell down one by one.

Han Yanli's complexion turned blue. How could he give up the Emperor's dossier when he got it, and he snarled immediately: "If there is nothing left in the sky, anyone who seeks the Emperor's dossier will kill without pardon!"

Tian Candi lacks attack madness, but only Nan Shu, with a seven-soul spirit soldier Xiaotian Blade in his hand, fights with them both up and down, and the two have no intention to care for him at this time.

"Tiancan, you go with your son first, we will die!" Ji Que roared, growling.

He immediately stabbed his fingers on the Lingmai, Lingqiao, Purple Lake, and Fake Dan in front of him, and the aura of light burst out from his body instantly.

"Not good, it's amputation!" Nan Shu's pupils suddenly shrank.

At critical moments, the land-deficient King Kong hesitates to intercept spiritual mysteries and stimulate their own potential to block their pace.

"Lack of ground!" Tian Can scholar yelled, and the fans of the mountains and rivers shook the Quartet with tears in his eyes. He and him were born and died for many years. The brotherhood was extremely strong. Apocryphalism, obviously has the determination to die.

There was a chill in Han Yanli's eyes, and the death of a false monk monk for this volume of emperor's dossier was also worth it to him.

"Tian Can, what are you still hesitating about?" Han Yanli roared, and immediately let Tian Can's scholar pull away and walk towards the distance.

"Hate!" Du Zifei yelled, but they were blocked by a group of monks who regarded him as death.

Rao is Nan Shu's powerful, but it is difficult for him to win him in the face of the land shortage King Kong who uses the occultation technique.

The ground lacking King Kong was full of strong aura, and a pair of ears and hammers danced like a ball of water splashing white light, impervious to the wind.

Xiao Tian Blade is extremely agile, leaving countless scars on his body through the attack of hanging ears and hammers.

King Kong was severely injured, but Han Yanli and Han Yanhui left calmly under the **** of Tian Can Scholar.

Du Zifei's eyes were terribly dark, and he shouted at the lack of King Kong: "Kill me!"

The person in front of the emperor's dossier slipped away from him, and was also the first-class son of a force.

But the land shortage King Kong grinned, and rushed to Du Zifei like crazy. The three soul rings on the ears and hammers suddenly burst open, radiating a dazzling light.

Nan Shu's pupils shrank, and his body turned into a shadow of Dao Dao, appearing beside him. The Seven Souls Ling Xiao shouted out of the sky, the cold light was shaking, and the lack of King Kong to the ground.

"Uncle Nan, what shall we do next? If I go back this way, how can I tell my dad!" Du Zifei said angrily.

The emperor's inheritance was not received, but so many people were damaged. In this way, Du Zifei must have suffered a loss of face, which would directly affect his position in Tiantufu.

Nan Shu's pupils shrank a little, looking at the Emperor's Palace, and Shen Sheng said, "Don't you forget it? We saw two files in the Emperor's hands before, but Ning Wufeng only threw out one One, indicating that another is still in his hands. "

"You mean?" Du Zifei's eyes burst into a flash of color, and he couldn't help licking his lips.

"However, before that, we may have to spend some hands and feet and add some chips." The mouth of Nan Shu raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Chu Chu and others.

...

In the Emperor's Hall, Ning Wufeng knew nothing about what happened outside.

He grinned suddenly, and it took a lot of effort to finally mobilize the cellular willpower of the whole body. In the starry sky, the previous scene of Ming Wangzhen's shooting slowly emerged from memory.

It turns out that power is used this way.

He drew a cat and painted a tiger immediately, and a dazzling light emerged from the little hands of the golden primordial god, blasting into the starry sky with a dazzling light.

The willpower of the whole body blasted out instantly! He suddenly felt that the whole man was evacuated.

A strong sense of weakness came over.

Actually failed?

Ning Wufeng's eyes widened. The first attempt exhausted the willpower of the whole body, but failed, and the power of will attack was not exerted.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and restored willpower. There is a faint golden light flowing on the body surface, and each cell is beating gently, and the willpower is slowly recovering like a trickle.

The strength of the previously refined immortal spar is also manifested.

After about half a day's work, Ning Wufeng's willpower was restored again.

This time, instead of recklessly mobilizing the willpower to attack, he repeatedly recalled and carefully observed the form of his shot when he was tonight.

This track ...

This trace ...

Ning Wufeng felt that when Ming Wang really possessed his body, all the random moves were flowing, without any stagnation. And the power of every move is exerted to the extreme.

Is this the trajectory of the power of the law?

Except for the power of the law, Ning Wufeng can no longer find any term to describe this mysterious power track.

In the mind of Ning Wufeng, Ming Wangzhen's shots flashed a hundred times and a thousand times. With the blessing of the star power of Xingchen Pavilion, Ning Wufeng's senses and understanding were greatly exerted.

"That's it!"

The golden Yuanshen's pupils suddenly opened, and Xiaoshouzhu made his debut in Jinmang.

With a loud bang, the starry sky trembled violently.

"It's done!" Ning Wufeng flashed his eyes, laughed, and said, "OK, I'll kill you!"