Ning Wutian is an absolute dark horse, pushing all the way, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and destroys Buddha.

Everyone stared blankly at the ring in the void above.

There, Ning Wutian exerted his might and blasted his opponents out of the ring one by one.

Or bombardment, or bombardment, the means are domineering, and the killing is decisive.

……

"Boom ......"

Ning Wutian swept his thigh again, kicking a scorpion that had turned into its original form.

At this time, he had already entered the fiftieth place.

Even if he is as strong as Ning Wutian, he feels a little difficult, after all, this is a fight in one breath and cannot be stopped.

At this time, more than half of his divine power had been consumed, and this was because his divine power was far more majestic than that of a powerhouse of the same level.

"Next, forty-ninth, black no road, nine heavens!"

As the voice of the Spirit of the Heavenly List fell, a pitch-black 'thing' appeared in the ring.

It can't be called a human at all, it's more like a pitch-black stone.

Ning Wutian found that the closer he got to the front of the Heavenly Ranking, the more strange the creatures appeared, and the number of human beings was very small, and the vast majority of them were aliens.

"Whirring ......"

As soon as Hei Wulu appeared, he immediately released a black ink-like smoke, enveloping the entire huge ring and enveloping Ning Wutian in it.

Ning Wutian felt that he had lost his sense of direction, and even his divine sense was bewitched.

"It's such a weird smoke, no wonder the name is so weird, it's black, it's so dark that you can't find a way."

Ning Wutian muttered in his heart, and the Heavenly Eye spread, struggling to see through the ring with difficulty.

This was the first time Ning Wutian had encountered this kind of smoke that even the Heavenly Eye could barely see.

"Hoo ......"

A mysterious figure suddenly appeared behind him. A cold and shining sharp weapon stabbed Ning Wutian's heart.

Ning Wutian instantly moved sideways by half a meter. A palm blasted out.

"Bang!"

The figure couldn't dodge. Blasted into the black mist.

"Jiji, I can actually find my deity, and it is not easy to break into here!"

The black roadless made an ugly whisper.

The black mist rolled, and a cold murderous aura surged from any direction.

Ning Wutian snorted coldly and suddenly cast the Yanhuo Master.

"Boom ......"

The monstrous flames swept out, burning out the black mist wherever they passed.

"Ah......h

A scream rang out from the darkness.

"Huh!"

Ning Wutian rushed over in an instant. The palm of his hand reached out and lifted a short old man up.

A needle suddenly shot out of the old man's hideous face.

"Whew......"

The needle is extremely fast.

The speed seemed to slow down, and Ning Wutian's head narrowly sided, dodging the needle, and then he slammed the short old man to the ground.

The Heavenly Remnant Leg Method was cast, and the big feet glowed and fell with a bang.

"Boom-"

Directly stomp on the short old man.

"Abominable ......"

There was a faint resentful roar from the ring.

With a wave of Ning Wutian's hand, a terrifying hurricane appeared, sweeping away the ubiquitous black mist in the ring.

"Ning Wutian won, and he will be promoted to forty-ninth place."

The majestic voice reappeared. Then that mysterious power descended, refining Ning Wutian's divine sense again.

At this time. Ning Wutian felt that his divine sense had become very condensed, as if it was about to materialize.

However, the divine consciousness is the divine consciousness after all, and it is impossible to truly materialize it, but compared to the divine consciousness of others, he occupies too great an advantage.

"Next, forty-eighth, Yuan Qingzi, Nine Heavens." The Spirit of the Heavenly Ranking continued.

In a flash of light, a middle-aged man in a green robe appeared, and there were two bamboo leaves on top of his head, and he knew at a glance that it was not a human race.

"Divine Sense, Strangling!"

Ning Wutian shot directly, and the terrifying divine sense blasted into Yuan Qingzi's sea of knowledge.

Yuan Qingzi's face changed, he was not ready.

A big hand has fallen from the sky.

"Boom ......"

Directly smashed Yuan Qingzi flat.

……

"Damn, this is the trend of getting more and more fierce!"

"It's terrifying, how do you feel that he is even better than before?"

"Is it my delusion, or is this Ning Wutian hiding his strength before?"

In the Void Heaven World, many monks were boiling.

Although they are not in the same parallel space, they cannot hide their excitement.

Even if you can't communicate, a person can talk to himself and dance excitedly, as if the person who passed the test is himself.

……

"The divine sense directly crushed, so that the opponent's strength was not one in ten, and it really worked."

This was the first time Ning Wutian had used this method of fighting.

In the past, when I had a treasure of consciousness, although I could also use my divine sense to attack, it was not so domineering.

The function of the Divine Consciousness Weapon is mainly to condense the Divine Consciousness into a needle, enter the enemy's sea of consciousness, and attack the enemy's divine soul.

Now Ning Wutian directly blasted his majestic divine consciousness into the enemy's sea of consciousness, and crushed the enemy's sea of consciousness with an absolutely powerful divine sense.

This style of play has a feeling of bullying, because once Zhihai is crushed, the opponent will have to be distracted to control Zhihai and resist being invaded.

And a person's majestic divine power also needs the help of divine consciousness, or spiritual power, to mobilize.

Even the divine soul is in danger, the divine power is rioting, and it is close to a strike, and the strength it exerts is naturally not one in ten.

Therefore, Ning Wutian's bombardment of Yuan Qingzi was even easier than bombarding Huo Lei.

"Next, forty-seventh, Kuanteng Iron Column, Nine Heavens."

With a flash of light, a dark-skinned strong man appeared.

"Boom-"

Divine consciousness crushes.

Then Ning Wutian struck a ninefold heavenly collapse fist, directly blasting the strong man's strong body into powder.

"Forty-sixth ......"

Divine consciousness crushes!

Then the hand of heaven fell from the sky!

"Forty-fifth ......"

Divine consciousness crushes!

Then thousands of sword lights strangled the opponent to pieces.

Ning Wutian pushed all the way sideways, relying on his increasingly powerful divine sense, and continued to crush.

……

The countless monks in the Void Heaven World were completely numb.

One by one, their mouths grew dumbfounded, and they didn't know what to say.

Is this a fight, or a slaughter?

It was okay at the beginning, and it was a good game.

But now, the opponent just appeared, and he was directly killed by Ning Wutian's move.

There were even several of them, who seemed to be standing there like that, waiting for Ning Wutian to kill them, and they didn't fight back at all.

Many people even suspected that Ning Wutian had cheated, and the opponent might have come to rank Ning Wutian.

Otherwise, why don't you fight back at all?

"Next, forty place, Divine Light Spirit Son, Nine Heavens." The voice of the heavenly list appeared again.

With a flash of light, a young man shrouded in divine light appeared.

Ning Wutian once again crushed the past with his divine sense.

The young man's face changed, and then he snorted coldly, and a majestic divine sense swept out.

"Boom-"

A terrifying storm of divine consciousness swept through the huge ring.

Even the countless cultivators of the Void Heaven World felt the stinging pain of the sea of consciousness.

The monks finally reacted.

"It's ......"

"Divine consciousness collides!"

"Damn, what kind of powerful divine sense does this have to be to get to this point?"

"Divine consciousness materialized!"

"Oh my God, this is the materialization of divine consciousness, the materialization of the legendary divine consciousness, and it can even cause a storm of divine consciousness!"

"It's horrible, is it true?"

All were incredulous.

At this time, Mu Xinyu and some other people that Ning Wutian knew also looked at the scene in the ring in shock.

Your terrifying storm of divine consciousness swept through the ring.

This time, even Ning Wutian was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect that the divine sense of this 'Divine Light Spirit Son' would be so powerful.

"This seat has a strong innate divine sense, I didn't expect that there are still people who can cultivate their divine consciousness to this point." Divine Light Lingzi looked at Ning Wutian with a solemn expression.

"I didn't expect that you would also cultivate your divine consciousness to this point."

Ning Wutian grinned: "However, this is useless. ”

As the words fell, a flying knife that was completely condensed with divine power suddenly appeared in Ning Wutian's hand, and he shook his big arm.

"Whew......"

The knife turned into white light and disappeared in a flash.

"Poof......

In an instant, it pierced through the eyebrows of the Divine Light Lingzi ten miles away.

"You...... When the Divine Consciousness is fighting, how is it possible...... Also has attack power......"

The Divine Light Spirit Son was shocked, and when he was about to disappear into the Void Heaven World, the sound of Divine Consciousness sounded in Ning Wutian's mind.

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