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What Ningbei has to do, there is no one before or since.

If it's a success.

I'm afraid that Ningbei will really become the first Zhentian King in the past.

At that time, it will become the strongest in the world.

Zhang Daoxuan was silent.

A dignified person at the top of the Eight Mansions, with a terrifying strength, he couldn't give any advice to Ningbei at this moment.

Because of what Ningbei did, there is no experience of the ancestors to learn from.

This is a road to Zhentian that our ancestors have never walked.

Ning Bei sat on the throne alone with his eyes closed.

Zhang Daoxuan accompanied him, and said quietly: "The patriarch's demeanor is inferior to the ninety-five!" ”

At this moment, Zhang Daoxuan sighed lightly, he had faintly seen that Ningbei was destined to be a loner on this road, and there would be no companion.

Embark on this road, the world's warriors are all enemies!

Hundreds of countries in the world, how can others steal the luck of their own kingdom.

What's more, Ningbei intends to override the hundred countries and become the king of Zhentian.

With its own strength, it is a hundred countries alone!

It is conceivable that all the geniuses of the hundred countries will turn into roadblocks and stop Ningbei, and it will never be possible for him to succeed.

Now this prosperous era is a world of great contention.

There are some things that must be argued!

Ning Bei sat on the throne alone, closed his eyes and rested, and the top martial artists of the Zhang clan came back one after another to stand silently behind Ning Bei.

The top warriors of the Snow Country, all of them are emptied!

At the same time, the movement of the Snow Country made the Kuroki Country and the Ze Country extremely frightened.

Ningbei led more than 100 people to the top of the three grades, and the news of coming to the snow country couldn't be concealed at all.

This terrifying power is enough to sweep the three kingdoms into nothing.

Even if the three join forces, they can't defeat Ningbei with all their national strength!

As the stars hung over the dome of the night, there was finally a big movement on the island of Kyushu.

In the primeval forest of Kyushu Island, a stone altar with a height of 100 meters was erected, and on the 9,999 steps leading to the altar, a distinguished young man appeared.

He is the prince of Snow Country, Snow Without a Trace.

Son of the National Fortune of Snow Country!

It is also His Royal Highness the Town Country to be sealed in the Snow Country.

Snow stepped on the stone steps without a trace, leading to the highest point of the altar, with a solemn expression, never looking back.

He knew that tonight, if he couldn't carry the fortunes of the country, if his strength couldn't be improved to the point of being comparable to Ningbei, he would definitely die.

Ningbei left him to live one more day.

This is Snow Without a Trace's last chance.

When the snow stepped on the altar without a trace, a faint breeze blew.

The wind is rising.

The trees want to be quiet, but the wind does not stop.

Xue Wuxian spread out his arms, opened his arms, closed his eyes and faced the sky, and said in a magnificent voice: "Tonight, with the body of my prince of the Snow Country, the seal of the Python Dragon Transmission Country, I implore to descend the national fortune, I want to carry it with my body, and bear the hope of the people of the Snow Country!" ”

"Where is the fortune of the country?"

Snow Traceless opened his eyes and roared like thunder.

He was under shocking pressure.

There is a strong enemy outside the king of Ningbei, and there is a vast national fortune inside, if he can't carry the national fortune, he will not be willing to die without a trace!

In the dark night, the wind gradually subsided.

The silence of this world is terrible.

An invisible fluctuation descended from the nine heavens, carrying the power of heaven.

This is the precursor to the coming of national fortune.

The arrival of national fortune is not child's play.

Xue stood on the top of the altar without a trace, his face was extremely pale, and he faintly felt the tremendous power above his head.

The majesty of the country is vast, and the body of a mortal wants to carry it, it is undoubtedly a mayfly that shakes the sky.

The people who carry the national fortune, I am from China, the Han people are more than one billion, but Emperor Ye Wu and Lu Daochen have been looking for nearly a hundred years!

In a hundred years, Fang cultivated a king of Ningbei.

Hundreds of overseas countries, like snow countries, intend to cultivate their own sons of national fortune in just half a year to compete with Ningbei.

Whimsical undoubtedly!

The invisible national fortune of the snow country is slowly coming.

Xue's untraceable and upright body slowly bent down.

The backbone has been bent, and the invisible national fortune hangs high in the air, still 100 meters high.

The snow is faint to the limit without a trace.

If so, he will surely die tonight.

Xue Wuxian was unwilling to fail, raised his head and roared, his eyes were red, and his blood was gushing out.

The existence of qi and blood as high as 7,100 na!

The strongest genius of Snow Country.

At this moment, he let out an unwilling roar: "I am unwilling! ”

The blood all over his body turned into a giant palm, and his palm was facing the sky, intending to support the sky.

Airplanes!

Guowei is Tianwei.

The power of the sky was mighty, and it instantly defeated the great hand of qi and blood, causing it to collapse.

Xue Wuxian knelt on his knees, his arms on the ground, his head bowed deeply, and his eyes showed a bit of despair.

The power of national fortune is too strong.

He simply couldn't carry it on his own.

When the national fortune lands, it is his death!

At this moment.

A young man in white who was resting on the red throne opened his eyes and got up.

He dodged and came to the hundred-meter altar.

Xue Wuxian immediately sensed Ning Bei's breath and said angrily, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I want this national fortune!"

Ning Bei stepped on the altar and blasted the snow out of the altar without a trace with a palm in the air.

Doves occupy the magpie's nest?

It seems to be true!

Snow Traceless's body rolled down the stone steps, embarrassed.

Xiao Hanhan walked over and said seriously: "Be honest, don't let you be killed with one punch!" ”

"What are you going to do?"

Xue Wuxian got up in anger, his eyes staring at King Ningbei on the altar.

At this moment, Xue Wuxian was really furious.

He never expected that Ning Bei would suddenly make a move when he was carrying the national fortune.

Ningbei wants to get involved in the national fortune of the snow country!

How can this be!

After thinking of this, Xue Wuji's eyes were red, and he faintly smelled a shocking conspiracy.

Ningbei descended on the snow country, what to say to avenge the heroic souls killed in the Xiliang army, and what to erase the son of national fortune of the enemy country abroad.

It's all fake.

This is not the most important purpose of Ningbei.

After the initiation ceremony of Yanling Pond in Ningbei, he retreated for half a year, and heard that hundreds of foreign countries were cultivating the son of national fortune.

From that moment on, Ningbei had something to do.

That's the way to the sky.

If you want to suppress a hundred countries, you will become a town.

This road has already begun in Ningbei.

Once you start, there's no going back.

Under the gaze of Xue Wuji and others.

Zhang Daoxuan said softly: "The patriarch is about to start!" ”

"The national fortune of other countries, can the patriarch really succeed in plundering?" Zhang Fengxin's eyes showed a little worry.

Zhang Daoxuan was silent.

Because I don't know if this Eight Mansions is at the top of the house!

I saw that on the stone altar, Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands, releasing a momentum on his body, and he was angry into the sky, and he actually held up the national fortune of the Snow Country steadily, as if there was no pressure.

Xue Wuxian was startled and said in disbelief: "What? ”

Click!

At this very moment, the sky was dark, and the clouds were thick.

There was a faint gathering of thunder.

The national fortune of the snow country must be carried by the people of the snow country.

What is Ningbei?

He is His Royal Highness the Zhenguo of China, carrying my ten national fortunes in China, and he intends to carry the national fortunes of the snow country tonight.

This is clearly a taboo to violate!

In the gloomy sky, thunder faintly appeared.

Only Ningbei stood with his hands in his hands, and said calmly: "Between the vast world and the world, a hundred countries are born, tonight, with my body of Ningbei, inheriting the luck of the snow country, carrying the grace of heaven and earth, for the warriors of this land, open up a new warrior road!" ”

"This road is the road to Zhentian!"

"Tonight, I can use the luck of the snow country, I don't know if it's okay?"

……

In Ningbei's calm words, it was like a bronze bell Da Lu, revealing supreme heavenly might.