In the midst of this devastating impact, Wick will naturally die.

But Ning Fan, who has become a priest, wants to die, but it is not so easy, at most he is quadriplegic and seriously injured.

The Pharaoh didn't mind, anyway, as long as the person lived.

Thinking of this, the Pharaoh seemed to feel that it didn't matter if he remained trapped here.

As the clock ticked by, Tiele couldn't hold his breath anymore and took the lead in unlocking the Divine War Verdict.

The moment the rune wall shattered, Tie Le flew away like a streamer.

"Where to go!"

The Pharaoh was about to make a move, but hesitated for a moment, and finally allowed Tiele to leave.

"God's War Verdict is over?"

Feeling the breath of high-speed approaching, Ning Fan, who was flying a kite, realized that something was wrong.

In the next second, the voice of the Pharaoh came, "Ning Fan, this seat is here." ”

"Tieler, you useless old fellow. ”

Ning Fan was shocked, and he didn't want to throw Wick out of his hand, and then left as fast as he could.

The last time he was trapped by the pharaoh's martial soul aura, Ning Fan had already left a shadow in his heart, lest he repeat the same mistakes.

Now. Wick, who had been thrown out, was calmly floating beside the Pharaoh, untouched by the vortex.

Glancing at Wick, who was in the aura of the martial spirit, Tie Le, who came later, hurriedly shouted, "Pharaoh, I agree to your request. ”

The Pharaoh said with some nerve-wracking, "But I want to repent, so what should I do?"

Tieler's face changed, "Don't." ”

Looking at the disappearing streamer, the Pharaoh shook his head, and his figure gradually disappeared in place.

At the last second of the Pharaoh's disappearance, Wick slammed and exploded into a mist of blood.

"No!"

Looking at Wick, who had no bones left, Tie Le's eyes were cold scarlet, and he roared bitterly, "Ning Fan, Nakta I, the old man is not finished with you. ”

Ning Fan, who was struggling just now and couldn't get out, was able to slip away at the moment, and Tiele didn't understand that he had been fooled.

Turning and flying into the temple, Tiele bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood floated in mid-air, gradually transforming into a mysterious pattern, and then covering Tieler's body.

Looking at the thousand-year-old eye totem on the wall, Tie Le's eyes flashed with murderous aura, and he resolutely flew towards his pupils.

After the benefits of the true qi mutation, Ning Fan found another one.

When flying in the sky, it is not only long and endless, but also counteracts air resistance, making the speed of the sky three layers faster than before.

If it was possible, Ning Fan would rather not make this discovery.

Now......

Looking back, the Pharaoh, who was far behind, was like a small black dot, but Ning Fan was not happy at all.

The black dots loomed, and with each flicker, the distance between the two was narrowed, and the black dots were gradually enlarged, revealing the silhouette of a humanoid.

It seems that it will not be a few times before the pharaoh catches up.

"Make no mistake, even the space jump came out. Is Tiangang Realm so perverted!"

Ning Fan was shocked, so he could only continue to run, "Old man, why haven't you come yet?"

Speaking of which, Ning Fan is still a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade.

After meeting the old man at the temple, he asked him to take the three girls to a safe place.

At that moment, an arm-thick laser shot from the sky.

The laser was as fast as a streamer, coming straight to the skull, so that when Ning Fan found out, it was already close at hand.

When the laser met the True Qi shield, a dazzling light immediately appeared, followed by a burning sound of Zizi.

Watching the laser slowly "penetrate" the protective shield, Ning Fan turned sideways slightly, avoiding this mortal blow.

Bang. The missed laser directly blasted a crater in the ground.

In the next second, the groundwater gushing out of the pit was like a fountain, spewing out a column of water ten meters high.

"Fortunately, this mutated true qi is strong enough. ”

Looking at the gradually healing protective ring, Ning Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of happiness for the rest of his life.

At this moment, a voice came from gritting teeth, "Ning Fan!"

Looking at Tie Le who was intercepting in front, Ning Fan was shocked, "Why is he in front of me?"

After the divine war ruling was lifted, Ning Fan fled immediately, and even the Pharaoh had not caught up so far, let alone Tie Le, who set off last.

Now that he is the last to stop in front, how can Ning Fan not be frightened.

Looking at Ning Fan, Tie Le asked uncertainly, "Who are you?"

Tie Le was already a little wary of Ning Fan, especially the scene of oiling the soles of his feet just now, which confirmed his conjecture.

"High Priest, I'm not me. ”

Ning Fan teased lightly in his mouth, but there was a trace of vigilance in his eyes.

Except for the bitter hatred of the dead grandson, the volley of the empty Tiele is a little more different than ordinary people.

At the center of his eyebrows, a blood-red eye was impressively inlaid with it.

"Could it be that the laser just now came from Tieler?"

Just as he was wondering, the pharaoh's cold voice came, "Ning Fan, where else can you escape?"

"Oops!"

Ning Fan's heart sank, and after a moment's pause, the Pharaoh actually chased after him.

There are roadblocks in front and pursuers in the back, and Ning Fan has been caught in a dilemma.

At this time, the Pharaoh noticed Tiele and couldn't help but chuckle, "Tieler, your courage is not small. The price of the sacrifice of the body and the unity of the body can be beared. ”

"So what. Tiele said coldly, "You kill my grandson and cut off my seedling, and the old man will pay you for your blood debt." ”

Noticing the fierce light in Tie Le's eyes, Ning Fan said in a furious heart, "Old guy, just say what you say." Why are you staring at me, I didn't kill people. ”

"Don't be ashamed!"

The Pharaoh snorted disdainfully, and then looked at Ning Fan with a torch-like gaze.

The three of them stood in the air, caught in an eerie balance.

"Boy, let's go with this seat!"

Pharaoh's words kicked off the war.

Confinement! The ubiquitous confinement reappeared, encircling Ning Fan layer by layer like a tide, making his body uncontrollable again.

"It's the martial soul aura again!"

Just when Ning Fan was annoyed, a look of surprise suddenly rose, and he found that there was something more on his body.

Ning Fan's pupils shrank, and he looked at the void where he was.

The formless and substantial void is actually densely covered with countless crystal clear silk threads.

And the source of the silk thread comes from the Pharaoh.

The Pharaoh was like a spider, weaving the space within a radius of ten meters into an impermeable spider's web.

Ning Fan was like a captured prey, all parts of his body were wrapped with dense silk threads, stuck to the spider's webs and unable to move.

"I didn't see the threads last time. ”

Ning Fan suddenly remembered the mutated true qi, and he couldn't think of any other reason besides this.

At this moment, Ning Fan moved, to be precise, he was pulled by those silk threads and moved.

"Where to go!"

The third eye at the center of Tie Le's eyebrows suddenly shot out a milky white pillar of light.

In Ning Fan's field of vision, these silk threads were quickly intertwined, with Pharaoh Fa as the center, weaving into a round ball, resisting the attack of the pillar of light.

(End of chapter)