Control The World

By the time Ning Wufeng opened his eyes again, the figures of King Cang Lan and Xian Zhang had disappeared.

"Sure enough, the magical method of Sanyuandan," he suddenly thought of the fact that the former Canglan King left the method of casting Sanyuandan, and he couldn't help exulting.

The monk only casts a magical Yuandan, and his strength is so amazing. If you can cast three Yuandans, you will definitely become a king of Canglan.

No, I want to cast four Yuandan.

Ning Wufeng's eyes lighted up at once. There were four types of power in the Cang Lan King mentioned before, physical power, spiritual power, consciousness and soul. The Star Sandan recipe did not mention Yuandan, the casting body.

He immediately opened his eyes and smiled. It seemed that King Cang Lan's concept was also inadequate. If I could cast four Yuandans, it would be unprecedented.

However, what Ning Wufeng didn't know was that the Cang Lan King didn't think of casting the physical Yuandan, but casting three Yuandan already consumed great energy and financial resources. Even a gifted man like him felt that he could not afford it.

In addition, it is extremely difficult to cast the physical Yuandan.

The physical training of the superficial level is really simple, as long as it takes time and is willing to endure hardship, it is sufficient to temper the physical body. But it is indeed extremely rare to be able to cast the high-level spiritual skills of Yuandan.

King Cang Lan did not find a suitable Yuandan casting method, so he gave up this statement.

But for Ning Wufeng, there is indeed a law to follow. Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue's method of hardening and forging bones, cultivated to a high depth, may be able to cast into the physical Yuandan.

However, he also found that although the Cang Lan King's inheritance is said to be the method of the three stars of the stars, in fact, the casting of three yuan of the three stars is of primary and secondary importance. He is most familiar with the spiritual power Yuandan, followed by Shenyuan Yuandan, and finally the soul power Yuandan.

After all, casting Yuanli Dan is the most mature, and it is rare to know Yuandan, but it is relatively easy for a big man like King Canglan. The most rare is Yuanli.

Soul Power Yuandan is the hardest to cast, but it is also the most mysterious.

Ning Wufeng licked his lips, stood up, the surroundings changed, and time and space changed. He was teleported from the Five Elements.

He went back outside.

"Hey." Ning Wufeng looked at the crowd with a smile on his face, in a good mood, and said hello immediately, "Everyone is here."

However, he found that the eyes of those around him seemed a little bit wrong.

Murderous!

Ning Wufeng tried his soul power at first, although it was very weak, but how aggressive these murderous forces made him shudder.

"Ahem, guys, this ..." He whispered, leaning towards Huli, and he felt secure in the back of this demon state.

"Sister, what is going on?" Ning Wufeng whispered Hu Li's sleeve and whispered into her ear.

Hu Li's face had a slightly narrow smile on her face, and said, "They are all coming at you, you can take care of it."

The words did not fall, Han Yi's uncle rushed forward from the sword step, glaring at Ning Wufeng.

"Say, what about our son?" He was full of vision and aggressive. Ning Wufeng saw that the sword in his hand was still trembling buzzingly, and it seemed that if it was a little unsatisfactory, the sword light would burst out.

Ning Wufeng swaggered and said, "What are you so fierce and evil? If you scare me, I will forget everything."

"Do you dare!" I screamed sharply, a sword light soared into the sky, and smashed in front of Ning Wufeng, slamming a huge pit with a deep invisible bottom.

Everyone around him took a breath, and he was forced back a few steps.

"What are you doing? Is it possible that you want to kill all of us?" Ning Wufeng yelled suddenly, pointing at Cong Cong.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on him. As one of the strongest people here, he is indeed very threatening.

"You ..." Xun never dared to become Wan Fu's finger, his face changed, and he glared at Ning Wufeng with a dark expression.

Ning patted his chest exaggeratedly, making a frightening look.

"Well, don't listen to him blindly saying that Han Yi has died in this kid's hand, I saw it with my own eyes." Gui Yan jumped out suddenly, snarling at Ning Wufeng.

The hate in his heart was more and deeper than the Qinglong River. The inheritance at hand was flying away, and Bai was happy.

This situation is largely caused by him.

After Gui Yan came out, he proclaimed the hateful behavior of Ning Wufeng before, and aroused the anger in everyone's hearts. Even those who are peaceful and innocent and vengeful still covet the inheritance in his hands, so they are excited for a while.

Ning Wufeng's face changed, and he muttered, "It's you humming ghost again."

With his eyes turned, he made a hysterical look and roared, "You humming ghost, grabbed my inheritance in the inheritance land, you still want to frame me now!"

The spiritual power was violent, and his hair was spread out, and everyone around him was stumped by him. They all looked at Guiyan with a bad look.

Guiyan's face suddenly changed, and Ning Wufeng behaved so truely that even he believed he had snatched Ning Wufeng's heritage.

"Did I really take the heritage?" Gui Yan asked himself.

After a while, he also growled hysterically: "You talk nonsense, you frame me!"

Ning Wufeng wasn't timid at all, and he yelled at the humming ghost.

The two shouted at each other, and the people around him didn't know they should believe that.

Hu Li also had a look of amazement, and she all believed Ning Wufeng's words, but she accidentally glanced at the corner of his mouth forcibly restrained from rising, and immediately understood.

"Shut up!" Han Yiyu roared suddenly, no matter what, Han Yi did not come out of the core of the inheritance land. If he really died in the place of inheritance, he would definitely not escape the punishment of the Hermitage!

The uncle's deep chill rose from behind suddenly, and he forced to shoot out the sword quality.

The jealous sword blasted all the people around. Gui Yan's face also showed a terrible expression, and took a few steps back quickly.

That soaring sword meant Ning Wufeng. Ning Wufeng's face changed slightly, this tricky guy couldn't help but shoot.

He licked his lips, his eyes were suddenly cold, everyone thought that a terrible battle was about to erupt, and everyone held their breath.

I only heard Ning Wufeng suddenly yell, "Sister, it's up to you."

As soon as the words fell, he quickly retreated behind Huli.

Joke, such a high-powered opponent naturally needs to be shot.

There was a smile on Hu Li's thrilling pretty face, a step between her clothes, and the power of the ice shrouded from her surroundings instantly.

The sword's qi is vertical and horizontal, and cold light lasing.

The two monks confronted each other in the late stage, and everyone around them evaded.

Ning Wufeng took a deep breath, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. Only the strong can enjoy more resources and have more capabilities.

At this time, Gui Yan and others saw him drop the order, yelled, and immediately came up.

"Huh, smelly boy, I see who else can save you this time!" Gui Yan's eyes flashed a bit of coldness, greed was fleeting, and he also had an endless desire for the legacy of Cang Lan King.

Disciples of Qianguizong came under the command of Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng looked at many familiar faces around him and couldn't help but grin: "You guys, shouldn't you forget the friendship between master and servant between us. This guy wants to bully your master, do you get help?

"Ah ..."

"What are you doing?"

Ning Wufeng didn't say it was okay. As soon as he said that these self-righteous disciples all looked stern and didn't even have nonsense, they attacked him.

As soon as Qianguizong shot, the disciples of Lingbaoge also started to do it.

The cloudy wind roared, the roar continued, and the ghost screamed.

The stars were shining, the spirit was not aware, and the compass was spinning.

Twenty or thirty rays of light blasted at him together, and the momentum was extremely vast.

"Okay, this is what you forced me!" Ning Wufeng's pupils chilled, and the yin and yang purple lakes spun madly, and an extremely powerful momentum broke out in the body.

Travel thousands of miles!

The body suddenly burst out and exited.

Here is a monk with twenty or thirty spirits. He is not crazy enough to fight so many monks.

Seeing that the situation is not right, hurry up and retreat.

Ning Wufeng's body turned into a dark shadow and stirred up. Muyuan's true intentions and Shuiyuan's true intentions blessed his spiritual power and transformed his style into a spiritual power, which instantly increased his speed by several chips.

What a magical power.

Thanks to the guidance of King Cang Lan, he was able to use the magical method of Mingwu rationality. I didn't expect to have a wonderful effect in a try.

Bang Bang Bang ...

There was a terrifying roar behind him, and Ning rushed forward without any limelight, and the twenty or thirty monks in the spirit state roared behind him.

There were even monks who used the treasures given by Elder Zongmen to attack. Those attacks were all comparable to the monks of Fake Dan.

A man opened his head, and he quickly used his treasures. Otherwise, the inheritance will run with Ning Wufeng.

How willing they are!

"So crazy?" Ning Wufeng turned his head and opened his mouth. How crazy these people are.

Suddenly, a mighty sword fell from the sky, and the mighty momentum surged out like a tide.

Those attacks hadn't approached Ning Wufeng before they were scattered by this sword. Even some monks who were chasing after them were hurt by momentum.

"Who dares to touch my disciples!" An angry drink sounded from the air, shaking everyone's heart.

Ning Wufeng immediately sang a joy on his face, pretending to shout, his voice was extremely harsh.

"Master, come and save your apprentice, or I will have no place to die!"

Almost instantly, Nie Feijian appeared.

The inheritance has been taken by Ning Wufeng, and the laws and constraints here have naturally disappeared. So the four great Yuandan Realms came here at the same time.

Those monks who chased and killed Ning Wufeng were afraid to step forward. Monk Yuandanjing was furious. Who dare to fight!

"Brother Nie, good means." Han Dong said in a somewhat unkind voice. "It was for the disciples, regardless of their identity, that they shot at these juniors."

Nie Feijian Jianmei stared, pointed with a volley, sternly: "Do you believe it, I dare to shoot at you!"

Domineering is born!