Lin Zhen was full of iron-blooded murderous aura.

He's really angry!

Ye Xinghe calmed down, looked around with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Lu Rong is not the only one who pretends to be the top outside the country and comes to take my brother's life!" ”

"If I am the king for ten years, I will follow the example of Emperor Ming and punish all the families in the world!"

The white-clothed wolf Kitahara Haoyu said a murderous sentence.

Once Ye Xinghe and his generation take sole control of the world, they are bound to wipe out all the families in Kyoto with iron and blood.

For this reason, we do not hesitate to recast the martial arts!

The gate valve and the family can't stay, and it has become a catastrophe to stay to this day.

And Ning Bei on the altar, with his eyes closed, absorbed the dense fog of national fortune, and all of them entered his body.

The seventh wave of national fortune was completely borne by Ningbei.

In the sky, the sun is setting in the west.

Dusk is coming.

The entire Tarzan was completely stained red with blood.

The corpses of the pinnacle covered the top of the mountain.

Ning Bei stood on the altar with his hands in his hands.

Huangfu Wushuang and them have already killed their red eyes, panting, and their strength is overdrawn to the extreme.

Fierce battle all day, facing the siege of thousands of people.

Flowers fall into their bodies, but they are not beaten by iron.

Moreover, among the overseas peaks, the strength of a small number of high-level peaks is not weak, and they are bent on entering Mount Tai, and they take the opportunity to take the life of Ningbei.

In the end, they were all stopped by Emperor Ye Wu and Shan Di.

At this time, Shan Di straightened his body, his murderous aura never subsided, and he turned around and said in a condensed voice: "The sevenfold national fortune has been endured, Xiaobei, follow me back to Kunlun!" ”

As soon as they entered Kunlun, thousands of people outside the country dared to chase and kill the past.

At that time, these people will all die!

To this day, only Kunlun can protect Ningbei.

Shan Di came over in person to take Ning Bei back.

Ning Bei shook his head lightly and said, "Senior, there are more than seven national fortunes!" ”

"What?"

Shan Di was a little furious, turned around and looked at the sky with eyes as sharp as lightning.

Dusk fell quietly.

But on Mount Tai, it is as bright as day.

The terrifying Tianwei quietly appeared.

At the moment when Tianwei appeared, the faces of the martial artists in the audience turned pale, and everyone was shocked, as if they had suffered a heavy blow, and all of them spat blood.

Thousands of people outside the country, their faces were all white, they spat blood and retreated angrily, looking at the sky, revealing a little cold.

The eighth wave of national fortune has appeared!

Throughout the ages, the national fortune has come, and there has always been only sevenfold, but this time there has been an eightfold national fortune.

When the national fortune appeared at this moment, all the people vomited blood.

"Poof!"

Huangfu Wushuang spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The horror of the eighth wave of national fortunes is beyond everyone's imagination.

It's horrible!

Emperor Ye Wu was furious: "This is not Tianwei, it is Guowei!" ”

Under the prestige of the country, the top can also be crushed.

Nie Qian, the soldier master, said in disbelief: "How can this be! ”

"Under the national prestige, no one can live!"

A pale look appeared on the face of the military lord Lin Zhen.

Emperor Ye Wu clenched his fists and said hoarsely: "Emperor Qin, Emperor Han Wu, Emperor Tang, Emperor Song, Emperor Ming, the five ancestors have all carried out Mount Tai Feng Zen to attract national fortune, and none of them have ever appeared national prestige!" ”

"I thought it was a legend......"

Emperor Ye Wu said in a low voice, and suddenly shouted: "Bei'er, withdraw from the altar immediately!" ”

"Teacher, I want to give it a try!"

Ning Bei raised his head with his hands and stared at the sky.

The eighth wave of national fortunes has appeared, no matter what, Ningbei has to give it a try!

Regardless of success or failure, Ningbei will not withdraw from the altar.

Everyone present did not expect that the sealing of Ningbei would attract the eighth wave of national fortune.

Unexpectedly, Ningbei attracted national prestige!

King Ningbei once said that in this era, he should surpass his ancestors, create a pinnacle era, and create an unprecedented prosperous era.

He's been living up to what he's said.

Huangfu Wushuang calmly ordered: "Kyoto garrison, all evacuate Mount Tai!" ”

"Pacifier!"

The Kyoto garrison was reluctant to evacuate.

Huangfu Wushuang said coldly: "This is an order to calm down, immediately withdraw from Mount Tai." ”

A national prestige that even the pinnacle warriors can't bear.

The Kyoto garrison stayed on the top of the mountain, which was to seek death.

The evacuation of all employees is the most rational decision.

Suddenly, thousands of Confucian scholars and the Kyoto garrison on Mount Tai quickly evacuated from the top of the mountain.

Ning Bei turned around slowly and said, "Teacher, take my younger brothers and leave together!" ”

"Brother, I'm not leaving!"

Ning Xuanyuan, a grimaceous boy, stubbornly refused to leave.

Huangfu Wushuang, they have never had the idea of leaving.

Ning Bei ignored them, turned around and bent down slightly and arched his hand: "Teacher, please!" ”

"All evacuate Tarzan!"

Emperor Ye Wu has been in Kyoto for a hundred years, and he has only been in charge of the world, not an indecisive person, so he turned around and carried the back of Ye Xinghe's head.

Ye Xinghe said stubbornly: "Father, let me go!" ”

"Give Bei Liang a little hope!"

Emperor Ye Wu didn't force these children, and said a word softly.

What this sentence means, everyone here understands!

The eighth wave of national fortune that appeared just now, and the national prestige that was only formed, shocked the top of hundreds of countries and thousands of people.

What a terrible power.

Ye Xinghe and the others stayed on the top of the mountain, waiting for the eighth wave of national fortune to come.

There is not a single one of them who will live!

At that time, there will be no death.

Hua Qianluo tilted her head and said evilly: "If my brother dies, there will be no hope for Beiliang!" ”

"Get him away!"

Emperor Ye Wu's face turned dark, and he was interested in Hua Qianluo's demon.

If it weren't for Ningbei's death to protect Xiaohua, Kyoto would have executed him a long time ago.

Hua Qianluo carried the Yanling knife, looked at Nie Qian, the soldier master who was close to him, and said coldly: "Don't touch me, otherwise I will chop you!" ”

"Xiaohua, don't make trouble!"

Ning Bei, who was on the altar, walked down the altar in a flash, raised his hand to pick up the flowers, his fingers were filled with blood, sealed the door of Xiaohua's pinnacle, threw him to Nie Qian, and said: "There is a soldier master of Lao Nie!" ”

"King of the North, give up the seal, no one will blame you."

Nie Qian said quietly.

Ning Bei smiled lightly, turned around and picked up Shangguan Xiaoyi, and sealed his gate to the top.

These two thorns are the most disobedient to discipline.

It is still the safest to seal their strength.

Next, Emperor Ye Wu and others left Mount Tai.

If you don't leave, you can't leave!

If everyone is lost in Mount Tai, the four major sequences will be able to go crazy with joy, and from then on the world will be what they say.

However, at the top of Mount Tai, there is still one person who has not left.

That is Kunlun's first disciple Shan Di.

Shan Di didn't blame, let alone persuade, only left one sentence, saying: "If you fail, I will take you back to Kunlun." ”

Just one sentence is the most powerful guarantee.

If Ningbei really can't resist the national fortune, Shan Di will directly attack, enter the altar and take Ningbei away, and let the national fortune land.

The young master of Kunlun cannot fall to Mount Tai.

Ning Bei chuckled lightly, bidding farewell to all the old people, and there was no more concern.

The originally lively Mount Tai was deserted in an instant.

The top of the overseas is all withdrawn from Mount Tai 100 miles away.

There is no other reason, the invisible coercion of the eighth wave of national fortune, with Mount Tai as the core, covers a radius of 500 miles.