Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Wind Rises
"This is ......" Ning Zhe was so familiar with this place that he couldn't believe it, shouldn't this be the location of the previous Floating Dust Gate?
"This is the ancestor of my Fuchen Gate decades ago!" Ning Zhengchen said, he knew that when he was a child, Ning Zhe regarded this place as his secret base, but he single-handedly promoted it!
"This is not a real place!" Ning Zhengchen said in amazement even though he had entered here thousands of times, "This is a miracle!"
"What the hell is this place!" Ning Zhe couldn't figure out what kind of place this was!
"Xiao Zhe knows the floating dust mirror!" Ning Zhengchen said, "This is inside the floating dust mirror!"
"What!" Ning Zhe was shocked, but Cang Yuan should be depressed! This is the Floating Dust Mirror! So how is he going to take it away!
"I brought you here just to let you accept the inheritance here!" Ning Zhengchen said solemnly!
"......" Ning Zhe was silent, and finally accepted it.
Outside the floating dust gate, a large number of people in black rushed to ......
"Ning Zhengchen, today is the day when you will be wiped out!" A man in black waved his long sword, and everyone escaped into the night and galloped over......
"It's coming so fast!" Han Lao looked into the distance, turned his head to the many Floating Dust Sect disciples and said, "Today, maybe you will never see your relatives and friends again, maybe even the bones will have to be buried in a different place, do you regret it?"
"No regrets!"
"No regrets!"
"No regrets!"
......
The shouts were loud and loud, and everyone held the belief of co-living and dying with the Floating Dust Gate.
"Haha...... A swarm of ants!" the leader scoffed.
"Bastard!" The disciples of the Floating Dust Sect were all red-eyed, today, their corpses would lie here, and it would be worth it to earn even a second for their sect master.
"Then let's all die here!"
"Don't be distracted, concentrate!" Ning Zhengchen was helping Ning Zhe accept the inheritance here.
"But it's ...... outside," Ning Zhe knew that something big must have happened outside......
"Now, all you can do is accept this inheritance!" Ning Zhengchen knew that only when this inheritance was passed down could it be regarded as leaving a hope for the Fuchen Gate!
"Kill!" The group of black-clothed people was about to rush in, "Haha! Ning Zhengchen is going to be inside, kill!"
Ning Zhe was uneasy, although he already had a faint light!
"Meow Meow ......" (we have to help him!) Qianji can be seen, this inheritance must be baptized by the floating dust mirror light since childhood, and only those who are recognized by it can have it, and this person is Ning Zhe, and only Ning Zhe!
"Okay!" Cang Yuan knew that the Floating Dust Mirror was not the mirror they imagined, and perhaps only through Ning Zhe could they use the huge power of the Floating Dust Mirror.