Chapter 293: The End of Magic, the Peak Realm
The chains were shaken and flew out of the ground, exposing the wooden coffin of the Yin Locust buried in the ground.
Each coffin, pierced by iron chains, is centered on this place and surrounded by a circle.
In an instant.
Hundreds of coffins are black and rioting.
Swarm!
Zhang Zhongyuan shouted violently: "Withdraw!" ”
If you don't withdraw, you can't do it, the vicious corpse poison and evil spirit, no matter who it is, will definitely die if it is contaminated with it.
Everyone kept retreating, away from the core area.
But Lu Sheng saw the coffins that came out of the ground, arranged neatly in a circle, his old face was pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "A hundred coffins are arrayed, and the changes in the gossip and nine palaces are secretly combined, this is a killing game!" ”
This is an earth-shattering game arranged by the ancients!
No one knows what the secret is here.
Obviously, since it was left by the ancients, this method was laid out because they didn't want people to break the ground and dig down.
Underground, there is a high probability that there is a great secret.
Zhang Zhongyuan dragged the old man and quickly retreated backwards at a moving speed of tens of meters per second.
Xie An didn't retreat, and the corpse poison couldn't hurt him.
They are yin and yang, afraid of the power of Haoran righteousness, but they are not afraid of the power of yin.
It's very comfortable to be in it!
Yin and Yang people, a kind of half-dead alternative warrior.
There are many unusual things in themselves.
At this moment, Ning Bei stepped on the ground, jumped up, left the dirt pit, and touched his waist with his left hand.
The black horse is instantly unsheathed.
The North King Knife is out of its sheath.
A terrifying murderer who drank more than a million of the enemy's blood.
The most ferocious sword in the world.
Only King Ningbei can control this murder weapon.
At this moment, the black power contained in the coffin continued to surge outward along the coffin board.
It's all black corpse poison!
Converged together, obscuring the sky and enveloping the area.
A cold light appeared in Ning Bei's eyes, and he rose into the air, Taiyi's demon slashing technique was cast, and the corpse poison and evil qi did not touch his body for a moment, allowing him to see the whole picture of the underground.
He chuckled: "Such a high attainment in the array, based on a hundred coffins, gossip as a array, and Qimen as a variable, if the king falls into it, he will definitely die!" ”
The people outside the stadium were shocked.
There was not a single fool in the audience.
Without exception, they understood Ning Bei's words.
This is almost equivalent to telling everyone that the person who set up this kind of killing back then was an evil master!
An ancient evil master.
Each one has a name and a surname!
In the Qin, Han, Sui and Tang dynasties, the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, there were evil masters!
The town is the national fortune!
Named a national teacher!
The status is noble, the means are terrifying, and the emperor needs to pay three points.
The killing situation in this place was left by the ancestors in ancient times?
Nobody knows!
But now, Ningbei wants to break the situation.
Break the kill!
Tonight, Beiwang Town Bianjing.
All eyes are on it.
The Beiwang knife in Ning Bei's left hand came out of his hand.
The pitch-black Beiwang knife falls to the ground accurately.
This location is the center of the coffin.
It's the seat of the middle palace!
When the North King Knife was stuck diagonally into the dirt.
The whole ground shook suddenly.
The ferocity that restrained the ferocity completely burst out.
There seemed to be countless terrible screams, lingering in everyone's ears, all of them were souls who died under the sword of the Northern King.
This knife has beheaded 10,000 people!
Can't you stop this place today?
Murder knife town hundred coffins!
This kind of means can only be done by Ningbei.
Lu Sheng said in a trembling voice: "The hundred coffins of Beiwang Dao Town, exquisite, wonderful!" ”
"This is the means of the evil master, His Royal Highness the Northern King is adjusting the mountain terrain!"
Xie An's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Ning Bei in the air, hunting in the wind, dancing in white.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Just now, Ning Bei said that there is more than one evil master in China!
It's not just the national teacher in Kyoto who is the evil master!
He, the King of Beiliang, is also a demon suppressor!
At the age of fifteen, he became a young wizard who suppressed evil spirits.
It is known as the star of China.
You are the king of Beiliang, is it just as simple as it seems on the surface?
The hundred coffins of the Northern King War Knife Town, all the corpses are poisonous and evil, all of them are suppressed, and they cannot be dispersed, let alone hurt people.
Ning Bei stepped on the sky, rose in the wind, and smiled lightly: "The evil master walks the three methods, and gathers the three in Dacheng, but after all, he can't get around a word!" ”
"That's it...... Technique! ”
"Back then, I was in Bianshan and created the eight skills of the king, one of which was the technique!"
"The end of the technique, the supreme peak!"
"With art as the way, you can enter the pinnacle!"
"The pinnacle of the world!"
"Global warriors, the pinnacle is respected!"
……
At this moment, Ning Bei said what he, the martial artist realm, had to face.
Above the Jiupin King, it is the pinnacle.
Below the peak, they are all ants.
Ke Ningbei's eight skills of sealing the king, each of them is the pinnacle of the road.
You must know that Lu Daochen, a generation of Xiangguo, has been trapped in the Jiupin King for 20 years, and he has not been able to become the pinnacle.
If you want to become the pinnacle, you must understand your future path.
This road is the pinnacle of the road!
Every path to the top is unique.
King Ningbei, a ruthless man, was seventeen years old at the top of Liangshan Mountain, and he actually created the eight skills of sealing the king.
There are eight ways to the top!
If it is given to eight nine-rank kings.
can create eight more peerless powerhouses for me in Huaxia.
The birth of eight pinnacles out of thin air can push China's national strength to the top of the world in one fell swoop.
100 countries in the world, respect my China!
The billions of people of the Han Dynasty are like dragons, and they do not need to be inferior in the face of pride in the face of everyone outside the world.
This kind of grand scene is what King Ningbei and his generation are pursuing.
This is the real strong man!
Dahan, standing in the world for thousands of years!
In modern times, it should be on top of the world.
Ningbei's mind, ordinary people, can't understand.
At this moment, Ning Bei openly revealed his eight skills of sealing the king.
Skill!
The end of the art, the pinnacle of the realm.
King Ningbei dared to say this, which meant that he had touched the pinnacle of the Dao.
A month later, Mount Tai was crowned king, which was the day that shocked the world.
Xie An's pupils dilated, and he looked at the majestic young man who stepped on the sky, his thin body, faintly exuding a terrifying aura.
This breath has no smell of humanity.
Ningbei's temperament has changed greatly, his eyes are indifferent, and he does not carry any emotions in the world.
This kind of look is like a god!
There is no humanity, only divinity!
Treat all things as ants!
This weird feeling makes people's scalp tingle.
Now that this situation has occurred, if Chu Cripple is here, he will definitely be able to see it.
Ningbei used the Eight Techniques of the King of Seals!
At the moment, Ningbei has no choice.
The killing game left by the ancient evil master can ambush and kill the king-level figures.
There is a hidden disease in Ningbei's body, and it must not be contaminated with murderous aura at all, otherwise the hidden disease in the body will break out and be severely injured in an instant.
Once the King of Beiliang suffered a heavy blow and his life was in danger, the news spread.
The eight countries outside the borders of the country are bound to raise troops to disrupt the gates of our northern borders.
Ningbei is a national fortune, and there is no room for mistakes!
As now.
Ning Bei stood in the sky, like a god, his right hand was behind his waist, his left hand moved slightly, and he said softly: "The skill of art, the five thunder method!" ”