"Where are my wife Qionghua and Concubine Luo?" Ning Cheng's killing intent merged with his domain, slowly spreading out, and the cultivators with lower cultivation base couldn't bear it at all, and they retreated one after another.
How could Mihui care about the life and death of an ant like Ji Luofei? Now when Ning Cheng asked, she just snorted, "What qualifications does an unclean woman have to live in the Holy Land..."
Having said that, how could Ning Cheng bear it? The killing intent was violent, and the long spear in his hand directly rolled up a hollow black and blasted out. At the same time, sarcastically said, "Your parents also committed sins and gave birth to something like you. I guess you have long forgotten that you are also the scum of parents..."
The black is not that Ning Cheng broke the space, but that Ning Cheng's killing intent was too powerful, but it was invisible and invisible, and it directly ignored the surrounding space. Under this powerful killing intent, people have an illusion that a black hole is created in space.
The surrounding space shrank under Ning Cheng's shot, and it seemed that everyone under this shot would be killed and shattered by Ning Cheng's shot.
The monks with a lower cultivation base in the Promise Holy Land retreated instinctively. That kind of walking slowly, the spear intent in this hollow will fill everyone's heart with the idea of harvesting the soul.
Mihui, who was the first to bear the brunt, was even more shocked. Facing such a powerful gunshot intent, Ning Cheng's words that made her go crazy had long been put aside by her. She was not someone who had never seen the world before. With this shot of Ning Cheng, she seemed to have seen a planet shattered before this shot. And she is just a trivial scene on this planet. If she is still waiting, then she will become a fan with this planet.
After cultivating to the eternal state, Mihui naturally knew that this was the oppression of Ning Cheng's mind with this shot. But I know, I know. She can only sacrifice the Promise Sacred Sword to see what happens.
Ning Cheng's unmarked spear intent had no trace at all. Even if Mihui is an eternal realm powerhouse. It was also impossible to find the real murderous intention of Ningcheng's spear in a hurry. This was Wuhen.
Mihui didn't look for Ningcheng's spear intent at all. Her Promise Sacred Sword did not bring up the sword light, but the icy white sky that covered the entire space like snowflakes.
Ning Cheng Wuhen's murderous intent condensed in an instant, and finally formed a little. The majestic sword light snowflakes enveloped Ning Cheng's spear intent, and burst into an extremely icy explosion.
Ning Cheng grunted amidst the explosion, he knew that the eternal realm cultivator was very strong. But Mihui was only in the early stage of the Eternal Realm, so it was so strong. He could actually spill out the sword domain, forcibly blast his Wuhen supernatural powers, leaving traces of his Wuhen supernatural powers.
The "Boom" spear intent and the sword domain blasted together, and Mihui was blasted off by Ning Cheng's powerful Xing Yuan aura, and Ning Cheng also flew upside down tens of meters.
"Ding Dong..." Ning Cheng stood there, watching the high-grade Taoist spear in his hand break off, and half of it fell to the ground.
A high-grade Taoist spear was actually cut by the opponent's sword, and Ning Cheng frowned. The sword in Mihui's hand is definitely not an ordinary thing.
Ning Cheng simply threw the spear in his hand to the ground and raised his hand to sacrifice the Nirvana spear. Step out again. Without moving the spear, it aroused a sky of killing intent.
Mihui's heart was even more turbulent, because Ning Cheng's divine sense was even stronger than her. Otherwise, her sword domain had left Ning Cheng behind, but in fact she was blasted farther away by Ning Cheng. If it weren't for the Wuji Sacred Sword in her hand, which was the second treasure of the Wuji Sacred Land, she would have been injured, let alone the magic weapon that disconnected Ningcheng.
Seeing Ning Cheng offering a new magic weapon again, Mihui took a breath and screamed coldly, "Falling snow and ice..."
Ning Cheng was stronger than she thought.
The Promise Sword in Mihui's hand suddenly turned into nothingness, and then pieces of snowflakes fell. Everything in the world turned into snowflakes at this moment, and even Mihui, like this world, turned into a snowflake falling between the world and the earth.
With the powerful restraint and depression coming, Ning Cheng felt his body become icy, and then his skin began to crack. It seemed that in the next moment, his body was about to split, and then turned into the same icy snowflakes as it was around.
This is magical power...
Ning Cheng immediately understood that, just in a flash, the endless snow flakes condensed and formed icebergs. The icebergs grew bigger and bigger, like meteors in the sky blasting towards Ning Cheng. The space was squeezed by these snowflakes and icebergs, and the place where Ningcheng lived was getting smaller and smaller.
Bingxue whimpered with a heart-wrenching whimper, and Bingshan with death-like depression, all of this was directed at Ning Cheng alone. Perhaps only death can let this repression dissipate, and only death can be free from it.
The sky became obscured, and the disciples around the Promise Sacred Land could only see a white world at this time, and they could only feel a icy breath. Sobbing, roaring!
Beautiful snowflakes and ice and snow raged in this world, filling with a breath of death. No one's divine consciousness can penetrate into this ice and snow world, and no one can touch this ice and snow world. It seems that as soon as you get close to this world, it will turn into nothingness and be killed by ice and snow.
"This is the supernatural power of my Promise Holy Land..."
"It's such a powerful magic spell, the world of Promise Sacred Earth will last forever!"
"Holy Lord's heaven and earth will last forever..."
"Kill this ant who doesn't know the height of the sky..."
"killed… "
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This kind of magical powers of the frozen world came out, and the entire world was controlled by this frozen world, and all of this was in this frozen world.
At this moment, no one thought that Ning Cheng was still alive, and that he could still live under this supernatural power? What a joke. All the disciples of the Wuji Sacred Land have only one mood at this time, proud, proud of the Wuji Sacred Land, and proud of them having such a powerful Holy Master.
The Promise Sacred Land possesses such a powerful supernatural power and possesses such a powerful Holy Lord, even if someone dares to come to the Sacred Land to provoke it, this is death-seeking.
Ning Cheng didn't come to the Wuji Sacred Land to seek death. He was here to take away Concubine Luo and Qionghua. He was here to tell the Wuji Sacred Land who Luo Fei and Qionghua belonged to him.
No matter how depressed the sobbing ice and snow were, it could only make a few marks on Ning Cheng's skin, and only a few cracks in Ning Cheng's clothes. Even if Ning Cheng stood and did not resist, and Luoxue Bing's magical power wanted to tear the body refinement of Ningcheng's starry sky body, this kind of magical power was not enough, far from enough.
Ning Cheng let the iceberg suppress it, let the sobbing snow and ice tear over, he just took a step again, and the spear in his hand drew a semicircle centered on him from back to front, and pointed at Mihui.
At this moment, the snow and ice in the world stood still, the depressed icebergs at this moment condensed, and all the frozen snow and ice world around at this moment solidified.
A sunset the size of a dustpan is now between the ice and snow, and this sunset carries the sadness of the dusk and the sadness that is about to be lonely.
As long as everyone sees this sunset, they will think that one day they will be like this sunset, gradually sinking, gradually turning into bones, and gradually being forgotten...
This is despair, this is still despair, this is life's still despair.
The sunset is infinitely good, but it's near dusk!
Supernatural powers, sunset evening!
"I will be like this twilight one day after all, gradually declining?" Mihui completely forgot her magical powers, she was frozen in the snow, staring blankly at the sun setting in front of her, muttering to herself.
No, I will never fall like this dusk. I am a strong eternal realm, I will last forever, I will exist with the heaven and the earth, I will let the Promise Holy Land exist with the heaven and the earth, shining in the starry sky...
No, this is not sunset or dusk, this is magical power, this magical power has suppressed my magical power...
Why do I feel the stillness around me, which turned out to be the magical power of the law of time
When Mihui woke up, her soul flew away and the magical power of the law of time. She had heard of it many times, but this was the first time she had seen it.
No, I must not die! Seeing the spear came to the center of her eyebrows, Mihui made a crazy tearing cry from the bottom of her heart.
She succeeded, she broke free from the sunset in Ningcheng. But her success came a little later, and Ning Cheng's long spear blasted into her forehead.
"Old witch, today in Ningcheng, I will bloodbath the Promise Holy Land..."
When Mihui heard these words, she completely forgot that she was about to die under Ningcheng's supernatural powers and her splendor. Instead, she knelt down and screamed, "Please don't destroy the Wuji Holy Land..."
Some regrets came to her heart, and she remembered what Mi Jin vaguely reminded her, that Ning Cheng seemed not easy, don't do it too hard. But she has already done nothing.
"Puff..." The spear pierced Mihui's eyebrows, bringing up a rain of blood.
Mihui stared at Ning Cheng in a daze, and muttered, "Please don't destroy the Wuji Sacred Land, the Wuji Sacred Land must be passed on..."
Ning Cheng clenched his spear and said with a cold voice, "What qualifications do you have to talk about inheritance? You, a scumbag who even your parents will forget, told me about inheritance. Can you be more shameless?"
After talking about the Nirvana spear in Ning Cheng's hand, Mihui's broken soul was directly shredded by Ning Cheng's spear.
Perhaps it was Ning Cheng's words that reminded her that Mihui suddenly thought of her parents at this dying breath. When she was practicing in the Wuji Holy Land, she no longer remembered who her parents were. Is she really not qualified to talk about inheritance? Her consciousness finally blurred...
The disciples of the Wuji Holy Land, who were immersed in the beautiful twilight, woke up at this moment, and then they saw the scene where the Holy Master Mihui fell to the ground and died.
"Holy Lord..." The new saint who was still seriously injured let out a mournful hiss, and rushed up.
Ning Cheng squeezed the Nirvana Spear, and did not move. It's not that he didn't pay the price for Mihui's sacrifice to the sunset. The stronger the opponent's cultivation base, the greater the strength needed to sacrifice the sunset.
Fortunately, he is still a body refiner, and a strong body refiner, otherwise under Mihui's ice and snow magical powers, his sunset and dusk may not be able to stabilize her.
Looking at the apprehensive Promise Sacred Land disciples, Ning Cheng's eyes were red, and his murderous intentions began to rise. The moment he learned that Concubine Luo was killed by Mihui, the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger.
(To be continued...)