-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Wuxia -> door of creation Chapter 1474 Fighting the long-cherished wish
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- You can search for "Gate of Creation" on Baidu to find the latest chapters!
The young man was obviously no match for the middle-aged scribe. In addition, the middle-aged scribe took action first, and the protective realm around the young man was directly blasted away. By the time the young man blocked the middle-aged scribe's attack, the middle-aged scribe had already dropped him a thousand meters away.
In this kind of competition for the strong, even every penny is crucial. If the difference is thousands of meters away, there is definitely no chance. The young man seemed to know that he would never have another chance. He glared at the middle-aged scribe angrily and left without any hesitation. The inner realm of chaos has just been opened, and everything in it is a precious treasure from the beginning of chaos. No one will waste every breath at this time.
Just the opposite of the middle-aged scribe driving away the young man, when the fat monk attacked the white-haired old man, the white-haired old man withstood the fat monk's Tao Yun attack, and then used the fat monk's Tao Yun attack to fight The danger of the realm splitting and the Tao Yun scattering is accelerating.
The plan of the fat monk and the middle-aged scribe was originally the same. After driving away the opponents around them, they would reach Hongmeng Daoyun's location before Ning Cheng.
But now, because of what the white-haired old man did, among the several people rushing towards Hongmeng Daoyun, the white-haired old man was the fastest. If the speed of the white-haired old man were to be followed, he would definitely be the first to rush to Hongmeng Daoyun.
Ning Cheng spent so much effort to attract the Immortal Ax, and even participated in opening the inner realm of chaos. How could he let someone take away what he got?
Even if there was Wuhen Riekong blocking him in front, Ning Cheng's speed increased to the extreme at this moment, and even Tianyun's wings, which had not been used for a long time, were waving crazily. At this time, even a little increase in speed would be a huge advantage, not to mention that Tianyun's wings did not add just a little bit of speed to Ning Cheng.
The void seemed to disappear at Ning Cheng¡¯s feet. In just a matter of seconds, Ning Cheng surpassed the white-haired old man.
Almost at the same time, Ning Cheng, the white-haired old man and the middle-aged scribe all took action.
Ning Cheng raised his hand and waved countless rules and rhymes again, turning this space into his rule realm. The white-haired old man and the middle-aged scribe all attacked Ning Cheng with all their strength.
The middle-aged scribe's magic weapon is a copper needle, but the white-haired old man's magic weapon is extremely sinister. It is a colorless needle that is almost invisible to the naked eye and spiritual consciousness.
The middle-aged scribe Tong Xiao was better. Although Xiao Yin could dissipate Ning Cheng's regular Taoism, he still couldn't stop Ning Cheng. On the other hand, if Ning Cheng hadn't used Wuhen Kongkong first, Ning Cheng would have even doubted whether he could have avoided the white-haired old man's colorless needle, which even the old man's spiritual consciousness couldn't scan.
Ning Cheng's regular space could only slow down Xiao Yin and the Colorless Needle a little, but the layers of void caused by the Wuhen Collapse caused Xiao Yin to lose the attack effect, and the Colorless Needle also slowed down, at least Divine consciousness can already scan it.
Even if there is a traceless collapse, it cannot tear apart the space here and can only cause a slight collapse of the void. This slight collapse was enough for Ning Cheng.
When Wuhen Tongkong blocked the white-haired old man, Ning Cheng locked onto the Hongmeng Daoyun.
A feeling of being alone in the clouds, watching all living beings from a distance suddenly came to me. It was not just vast and majestic, but a powerful state of mind that saw all the mountains and small ones at a glance.
Ning Cheng took a deep breath. Even if he didn¡¯t understand it, he still knew that Hongmeng Daoyun was probably the most precious cultivation treasure in this universe. How can one be qualified to hold such a treasure?
A breath of crisis came, and the Divine Spear of Creation in Ning Cheng's hand turned into countless gun patterns and blasted towards the direction of the crisis. He even hit out countless restraints in his hand to lock this Hongmeng Daoyun and pull it in. into their own realm.
Just as Ning Cheng put away the Hongmeng Daoyun, the Daoyun exploded with a "boom", and Ning Cheng's Divine Spear of Creation was hit by a powerful force of Daoyun. A wild whirlpool rolled up from where the Hongmeng Dao Yun was. Ning Cheng was blasted backwards by the power of Dao Yun that was counterattacked by the Divine Spear of Creation, and several cracks appeared in the protective realm.
Ning Cheng was secretly shocked. If he had taken away the Hongmeng Daoyun a moment later, Hongmeng Daoyun might have been swept away by the whirlpool just now. Even if he could still snatch it back from the whirlpool, it might not be that simple.
After all the attacks calmed down, Ning Cheng was surprised to find a large piece of soil under his feet. This was what he had worked so hard to find before, and now it appeared casually at his feet. As expected, there are treasures everywhere in the inner realm of chaos, so be sure to search carefully later.
Ning Cheng quickly raised his hand to grab this piece of soil and put it into the Xuanhuang Pearl. It's a pity that it's not Hengyang. If it were Hengyang, all five of them would be gathered together.
It was not until this moment that Ning ChengHe set his eyes on the opposite side of him. There were three people standing opposite him, a fat monk, a middle-aged scribe, and the one standing at the front was a purple-haired woman. The white-haired old man who offered the colorless needle has long since disappeared. It seems that he knew that he could not snatch Hongmeng Daoyun away from Ning Cheng, so he left on his own initiative.
Seeing Ning Cheng excitedly putting away a piece of soil, the purple-haired woman showed a trace of disdain on her lips and said in a calm tone, "Hand over Hongmeng Daoyun and leave."
Ning Cheng chuckled, this woman is really confident. Hongmeng Daoyun grabbed it by himself, but he actually asked him to hand it over directly. It sounded like she would be rude if she didn't hand it over.
Seeing that Ning Cheng was not paying attention to her, the Taoist aura around the woman's body soared, and powerful Taoist auras exploded. Even the fat monk and the middle-aged scribe in the distance had to give some distance.
"For the last time, hand over the Hongmeng Daoyun and get out." The purple-haired woman directly changed from "walk" to "get out", and the murderous Daoyun condensed into reality one after another.
Is this the Lord of Destiny? Ning Cheng looked at the purple-haired woman in surprise, feeling confused.
Because the Dao Yun around a woman is the Dao Yun of fate, and there is a kind of Dao Yun aura of long-cherished wishes in it
But he heard Xiao Wuxin say that Lord Destiny was a very kind person. Not only did he teach his destiny skills to many Taoist disciples, but he also often opened a dojo to discuss Taoism. Is this woman so fierce? Is she really Lord Destiny?
"I understand, it turns out that you are the ancestor of the Lan Chengyuan clan, and what comes out of the gourd is what comes out." Ning Cheng Kuang said suddenly.
The ancestors of the Lan Chengyuan clan practiced the Destiny Cultivation Technique, but it can be seen from the purple-haired woman Ning Cheng that she understood the Fate Wish Fate, a branch of the Destiny Cultivation Technique, to the extreme, and even made a breakthrough.
Ning Cheng then shook his head. Except for A Li, the kings of the Lan Chengyuan clan seemed not to be good people.
Since Ning Cheng knew about the Lan Chengyuan clan, the purple-haired woman didn't take it to heart at all. Seeing Ning Cheng shaking his head, she stopped talking nonsense. A gray butterfly-shaped magic weapon rolled up a monstrous wish force and hit Ning Cheng.
The moment the purple-haired woman offered her magic weapon, Ning Cheng felt a desire to kneel on the ground and pray. The wish power that comes with the butterfly-shaped magic weapon is like smoke, vast and boundless.
Ning Cheng has never thought that the power of wish can reach such a terrifying level. If the will is weaker, I am afraid that the whole person will be directly transformed into rhymes by the power of wish, and then become a part of the power of wish. And this kind of transformation into Yunli Daoyun is still willing to do so.
The soundless Taoist rhyme filled Ning Cheng¡¯s body, mind, and soul. It seemed that this kind of filling could not be driven away with the body and will.
I want to pray with my flesh and blood, I want to pray with my soul, I want to pray with my avenue
Ning Cheng was completely enveloped in the endless energy of wishing at this moment. The oppression and suffering seemed to be relieved and relieved only by kneeling on the ground.
"Turn it into the Tao Yun of your long-lasting wish for me" the purple-haired woman scolded sternly. The butterfly-shaped magic weapon was like a rolling mountain, almost pressing on Ning Cheng's head.
The middle-aged scribe who was watching the battle quietly retreated. He knew that even if Ning Cheng was killed, Hongmeng Daoyun would no longer be his.
A sneer appeared at the corner of the purple-haired woman's mouth. She didn't know how Ning Cheng got so lucky that he was able to enter the inner realm of chaos and get a Hongmeng Daoyun. Unfortunately, everything turned out to be an illusion when she met Daojun, her long-cherished wish.
"Crack" Ning Cheng's realm shattered into pieces, and the butterfly-shaped magic weapon was rolled down with endless power of long-cherished wishes.
Ning Cheng slowly opened his eyes, the Taoist rhyme swirling around his body, and his own Taoist rhyme rules once again transformed into a new realm. Anyone who breaks his realm will have to pay a price, not to mention that he is not the Taoist Lord of Destiny, even if the Taoist Lord of Destiny comes, it will be the same.
The moment Ning Cheng opened his eyes, the purple-haired woman's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
Her wishful butterfly has devoured so many souls and great ways, but there has never been anyone like Ning Cheng. Some strong men would indeed look at her when they were swallowed by wishing butterflies. Their eyes only contained devout prayers and expectations. They were definitely not like Ning Cheng, who had a hint of sarcasm in their calmness.
Before the purple-haired woman could understand what was going on, Ning Cheng's divine spear of creation had already been fired. The wildly curling spear spirit brought the endless aura of time and blasted towards her wishing butterfly.
This is the magical power of time rules. As a powerful person, the purple-haired woman naturally knows how powerful the time technique is. The most powerful time technique is to stagnate or even reverse the flow of time.
But the magical power of time that Ning Cheng used was not a stagnation of time, nor was it a reversal of time. If she were to use her own feelings to describe this magical power, it would be that time flies like a fly and time flies like an arrow. It¡¯s time moving forward at a rapid pace.
At this moment, the years are pouring down crazily like a river bursting its embankment. This pouring down of time and rhyme forms a space, time and space.
This is the third level of Ningcheng¡¯s three levels of time!
"Boom" The wishing butterfly that crushed down was blocked by the space of time, and was suddenly stagnated. The endless wishing power seemed to be swallowed up by the years at this moment. A spear crossed the space of time and struck the stagnant wish butterfly.
(That¡¯s it for today¡¯s update, good night, friends!)
(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)To describe this magical power, time flies like a fly and time flies like an arrow. It¡¯s time moving forward at a rapid pace.
At this moment, the years are pouring down crazily like a river bursting its embankment. This pouring down of time and rhyme forms a space, time and space.
This is the third level of Ningcheng¡¯s three levels of time!
"Boom" The wishing butterfly that crushed down was blocked by the space of time, and was suddenly stagnated. The endless wishing power seemed to be swallowed up by the years at this moment. A spear crossed the space of time and struck the stagnant wish butterfly.
(That¡¯s it for today¡¯s update, good night, friends!)
(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page