The day royal family was bleeding profusely, screaming in pain, and Ning Wudao, the initiator, kept staring at the wall of annihilation.

Sure enough, after a while, there was movement in the wall, and a huge eagle like a small mountain flew out of it, and its sharp claws grabbed at the royal family of that day.

This claw was so big that even Ning Wudao and Ming Qinghu, who were standing not far away, were enveloped in it.

Probably because neither of them had the slightest cultivation at this time, the Condor didn't even notice the two ants.

This gave Ning Wudao a chance, he raised his sword to the sky and slashed lightly.

Emperor One!

He began to try to create his own sword moves, but he couldn't think of a good name, so he simply used numbers.

The Condor, who was about to hunt, didn't expect that an ant would have such a powerful attack power, and one would be hit by a sword move if he was unprepared.

It only felt that its body suddenly lost its balance, and when it realized it, it realized that it had been broken through the middle. The two halves of the Condor corpse fell to the ground with two loud noises, just like two meteorites landing.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" The Imperial Family was still struggling there, and suddenly found that the Condor was hanging, and couldn't help but look confused, "Hey, what's going on? I'm hallucinating?"

Ning Wudao didn't care about him, walked over and cut off a pair of wings of the Condor. These wings were also magical, and after he cut them off, they automatically merged into his body, turning into a pair of black wings that matched his body.

Ning Wudao suddenly remembered that Zhao Qiankun really wanted to have a pair of white wings, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he was obviously very satisfied with his black wings.

He flapped it, only to find that a huge tornado had suddenly formed in the distance, and it seemed that the power of this wing was not small.

He flew towards the sun with the Ming Qinghu, leaving a day royal family on the ground screaming: "Wait a minute! Don't go, hey! You can at least stop the bleeding for me, I want to see a doctor!"

......

Ning Wudao kept flying up, the speed of the black wings was extremely fast, and Ming Qinghu couldn't stand it anymore.

And the closer to the sun, the higher the temperature, and the two of them are mortals at this time, and some can't bear it.

Without cultivation, it is inconvenient many times.

Ning Wudao pondered the way to cool down in his heart, and suddenly he had an idea and waved his sword.

In an instant, the problems around the two of them suddenly subsided, making them feel much more comfortable.

This swordsmanship, it turns out that it can still be used like this, directly ordering the heavens and the earth to cool down, and not losing the name of "emperor", Ning Wudao at this time is really the same as the emperor.

Borrowing swordsmanship to insulate the heat, the two finally stepped on the sun with blue flames.

Ning Wudao guessed that there would probably be an ice sculpture here, but he searched and searched and finally found only one scroll.

He wanted to open it, but the scroll seemed to be forbidden, and even his sword couldn't cut it.

"Be careful," Ming Qinghu said, "There is probably some trap on this kind of thing, although you are strong now, if it is poisonous, you will also have a headache, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Wudao suddenly frowned, it turned out that his finger was actually cut by the edge of the scroll, and a drop of blood fell on the scroll.

The scroll suddenly unfolded, like a divine dragon rising into the sky, and the two of them saw that the scroll was painted with a strange sword, and each one had a name.

"Holy Sword, Dust, Dragon's Damnation, Immortal Separation ......"

At the same time, a female voice sounded: "After three hundred years of fighting in the heavens, nine out of forty swords have been collected for my brother, but there is still a lack of 'Heavenly Saint Nine Xuan Emperor Lotus' and 'True Demon Eternal Night Twenty-one', which is a pity." ”

The woman's voice was very good, but when it fell on the two of them, it felt like thunder, and it shook their souls to collapse, and they couldn't help but want to kneel.

Fortunately, Ning Wudao launched his sword intent in time and withstood this wave of heavenly might. The scroll in his hand also smoothly recognized him as the Lord.

He didn't know if it was because he could get the Scroll's Recognition with just a drop of blood, or if it was because he had already learned the swordsmanship of the ice sculpture on the moon, so it went so well. Or, being able to hold on to the voice just now is the way to pass the assessment.

In any case, the scroll containing forty-nine peerless swords was now his possession.

The origins and functions of the forty-nine swords were all imprinted in his mind. When I think about it a little, it is all a shocking supreme sword weapon.

For example, the Immortal Separation Bead comes from a world full of flames, and is a flame sword born at the core of that world, and when the sword comes out, everything is burned, and this fire cannot be extinguished, it will continue to burn until the entire plane is destroyed, and then it will turn into an inextinguishable flame floating in the universe, and once something touches it again, it will be incinerated completely.

And after thoroughly mastering the scroll, Ning Wudao suddenly felt that his body was light, and his cultivation actually returned.

Ming Qinghu was also pleasantly surprised to find that the injuries on his body were healing rapidly, and he returned to the God King Realm: "Haha! This damn confinement is finally gone!" He immediately turned into black lightning and began to scurry around.

Ning Wudao suddenly sensed a vibration under his feet, it turned out that the fake sun they were standing on was shrinking, looking at each other in the air, and the same thing was indeed happening to the moon in the distance.

The two celestial bodies shrank and shrunk until they became two spheres the size of eyeballs.

Ning Wudao subconsciously put away the little sun, and flew over to put the little moon away, although he didn't know what the two little balls were for, but he always felt that something important.

"Brother Fujun!" Ming Huangyu also turned into a fire phoenix at this time and flew up, and threw himself into Ning Wudao's arms.

"Great, Brother Fujun, you are so powerful, you actually cracked the Seven Heroes Jedi. ”

Ning Wudao said softly: "It's just a fluke." ”

He wasn't lying, if it weren't for Ming Qinghu as a negative teaching material, he might have walked over to the daytime. Crossing the line before learning that kind of swordsmanship is undoubtedly a dead end. Moreover, the moment he was whipped by the big snake was really fatal, and if it weren't for the sudden mutation of his body, he wouldn't be alive now.

It's all kinds of coincidences that have contributed to the current result, and if someone else comes, this place is still a deadly and dangerous place.

It can only be said that he has better luck than others.

Ming Qinghu also flew over at this time and asked, "Have you found a way to heal?"

They broke into the Jedi in order to treat Ming Qinghu's partner. It's a pity that what this Jedi hides is not the means of saving people that little Lori said.

Seeing Ning Wudao shaking his head, Ming Qinghu also looked lost. This time the Jedi was so dangerous, he was already embarrassed to ask Ning Wudao and them to accompany him to other Jedi.

After all, it is his daughter and son-in-law, and it is impossible for him to ignore the lives and deaths of others in order to save his partner.