But now, it is being absorbed by Bai Ying and Television as everything in the palm of his hand.

Hua Qianluo was disappointed and said, "The ninth technique, not a killing technique?!" ”

"Does it matter?"

Ning Bei chuckled lightly.

Hua Qianluo said decisively: "It's not a killing technique, it's useless at all!" ”

A faint word fell.

As a result, Hua Qianluo's words seemed to make Bai Ying angry, absorbing the national fortune with both palms, sitting cross-legged, turning his head lightly, and looking at Hua Qianluo in the dark.

An invisible coercion is really like heaven!

Boom!

The flower that has always been demonic and evil fell away, and the demonic aura was all over his body, and he collapsed in an instant, and his knees exploded and he knelt on the ground.

This scene shocked everyone!

Just an invisible gaze, the sense of majesty is so terrifying?

The ninth technique of eight skills is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Ning Bei stood on the altar with his hands in his hands, and said softly to the noisy little flower: "Ninth Skill Immortal, if it weren't for the killing technique, how could I be alone in the world!" ”

One sentence exposes the ambition of King Ningbei.

The world is not only China, but the world!

The white shadow of the Immortal supported the sixth wave of national fortune and absorbed it all.

Ningbei was much more idle, standing with his hands in his hands, letting the cool breeze wash his face, with a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, and said softly: "It has been thirteen years since I entered the north!" ”

"Thirteen years in the north, I was forced to succeed to the throne of the Northern Liang Army to this day, you are the king of the north, and now you are the king of the town in Mount Tai, and you are in charge of the world alone!"

Ning Bei whispered, and everyone listened quietly.

The next moment.

Ning Bei looked at his teacher, Emperor Ye Wudi, and said softly, "Teacher, I have something I want to ask!" ”

"Say it!"

Emperor Ye Wu nodded lightly.

Ning Bei said in a majestic voice: "Looking at all the countries in the world, there is a god of war who protects the country, and all countries can crown one person as the king of the town!" ”

"Today I want to ask, I don't know if there is a Zhentian King in this world?"

Can there be a king of heaven and earth?

If there is, Ningbei will replace it!

If not, the king of Ningbei will create a precedent and play the name of the king of Zhentian!

Ningbei's thin body erupted with extremely strong coercion.

Calm and elegant temperament, swept away!

In its place is the domineering spirit of the military master.

Ning Bei's last word.

Shocked everyone!

Throughout the thousand-year-old history of the world, no one dares to say that the title of 'Zhentianwang' is the title.

Because the three words of the town king are already the limit!

With your own strength, you can only control China!

You are the king of the town, the supreme glory.

But today, Ningbei asked Emperor Ye Wu that in this world, there is a Zhentian King!

Emperor Ye Wu shook his head slowly and said, "For thousands of years, no one dared to take the title of Zhentian King!" ”

These three words are too heavy!

Warriors can't afford it!

Ning Bei smiled lightly: "I want these three words!" ”

"What? Ningbei, you are too arrogant! ”

Bo Mingluo, a high-level martial artist outside the country, was angry and scolded.

The title of Zhentian King is disrespectful to God.

This is to rise above the heavens.

Below the sky, there are hundreds of countries around the world.

In other words, Ningbei wants to surpass the top 100 countries in the world.

That is, it is above the top of the thousands of people present.

Therefore, these people are naturally extremely angry.

Ning Bei stood on the altar, glanced at it lightly, and said, "Xiaobai, behead him!" ”

In a calm word, who gave the order?

It was the white shadow above the mud mire.

Eight skills are one, the ninth skill, the immortal!

The young fairy white shadow, like another king of Ningbei, had already absorbed the sixth wave of national fortune, and suddenly got up, barefoot and unclothed, and the white light on his body was like a glow.

The boy is like an immortal in the lower realm!

When the young man got up and looked at the queen of the Bharan.

This high-ranking pinnacle of the Third Reich is afraid that he is not far from death.

Bo Chaoluo said coldly: "King Ningbei, your Huaxia national fortune has sevenfold, the most terrifying seventh national fortune is coming, you don't go all out to deal with it, and you dare to do it to me?" ”

"Killing you will not affect my national fortune!"

Ning Bei said softly.

The contempt in the words is not disguised at all.

From beginning to end, Ningbei may not have taken these overseas peaks in his eyes.

Bo Ba Luo said angrily: "Angering me will only make you die worse!" ”

Ning Bei smiled lightly, stood on the altar with his hands in his hands, and quietly waited for the next big battle.

The young man stepped barefoot in the sky, slowly walked down the altar, raised his left hand, as if he couldn't speak.

He was like a white light, condensed into substance!

The white shadow of the Immortal gently slid the void with his left hand.

Swish!

With a flick, thirteen white runes were in a row.

This is the Shushan Sword Talisman!

This scene shocked everyone.

Because of these peaks, I have never seen the process of drawing talismans so fast.

It was like a snap of a finger, forming thirteen mystical runes.

But that's just the beginning!

The left hand of the white shadow of the Immortal slashed across the void again, and thirteen more runes appeared.

The Void Drawing Talisman of the Eight Classics.

And draw so much in one go.

It doesn't seem to be over yet.

In just three breaths, thirty-nine Shushan sword talismans appeared in front of the white shadow of the Immortal.

The high-ranking and pinnacle of the Third Reich faintly felt the crisis and brazenly took action.

The high-level top shot, the qi and blood are released, and the sword can be turned into a sword to cut the Tianshan Mountain, and the sword can be turned into a sword in the world.

That kind of offensive power, the warrior's physique can't stop it at all.

The Bhammara wore monk's robes, which must have been from the Buddhism of the Third Reich.

The origin of Buddhism in the world lies in the Third Reich.

Regarding Buddhist culture, the Third Reich was the most prosperous, and ordinary people had a strong religious and cultural atmosphere in their lives.

At this moment, Bhara is a high-level peerless leader, and his combat power is amazing.

He raised his right palm, did not use a weapon, and blasted out with one palm, and the blood surged out of his body, turning into a blood-colored palm shadow, one meter long, and blasted towards the white shadow of the immortal.

How do you know that the white shadow of the fairy is as immobile as a mountain, and the slender left finger moves slightly, pointing to the Bo Chaoluo.

Swish!

Thirty-nine Shushan sword talismans, all of which lit up with a dazzling light.

Each Shushan sword talisman flew out of a white light long sword.

The first wave of flying swords, a total of thirty-nine!

The moment the white light sword appeared.

The soldier master Nie Qian was shocked and said in horror: "This is the Qi Imperial Hundred Swords? ”

"It's not that simple, Shushan's imperial sword and summoning sword, it will!"

The military leader Lin Zhen's eyes showed shock.

I'm afraid it's not them who are shocked, there are other overseas peaks.

What kind of forbidden technique is the ninth technique created by King Ningbei!

It's terrifying!

The ninth technique is known as the strongest forbidden technique in ancient times.

At this moment, everyone's scalp is numb!

Thirty-nine Shushan sword talismans, each sword talisman contains nine white light long swords, a total of three hundred and fifty-one white light long swords, standing in the air!

The immortal figure was perfectly controlled!

He harnessed hundreds of white light long swords, forming a long river of sword rain.

When the white shadow of the fairy is fingered, the finger is after the Bo Ran.

Swish!

The white light sword hung upside down like a galaxy, sweeping away!

Every sword is condensed into substance.

Every sword has the power of national fortune!

The sword of national fortune can cut all things!