Chapter 709

"Where are my wife Qionghua and Luo Fei?" Ning Cheng's killing intent merged with his domain, and slowly spread out. The cultivators with lower cultivation bases couldn't bear it at all, and they all retreated.

Why would Mihui care about the life and death of an ant like Ji Luofei? Now that Ning Cheng asked, she just snorted coldly, "What qualifications does an unclean woman have to live in the Holy Land..."

Speaking of which, how could Ning Cheng hold back? The killing intent erupted, and the long spear in his hand rolled up and blasted out in a hollow black. At the same time, he sneered, "Your parents also made a sin, and they gave birth to something like you. I guess you have already forgotten that you are also the scum of parents..."

The black color was not because Ning Cheng had broken through the space, but because the killing intent of Ning Cheng's shot was too powerful, but it was invisible and invisible, ignoring the surrounding space. Under this powerful killing intent, people have the illusion that a black hole has been created in space.

The surrounding space was shrunk by Ning Cheng's shot. It seemed that everyone under this shot would be killed and shattered by Ning Cheng's shot.

The monks with a lower cultivation base in the Promise Holy Land instinctively retreated everywhere. The kind of walking slower, this empty spear intent will fill everyone's heart with the idea of ​​​​harvesting the primordial spirit away.

Mi Hui, who was the first to bear the brunt, was even more shocked. Faced with such a powerful killing intent, Ning Cheng's words that made her go crazy with anger had already been thrown aside by her. She was not someone who had never seen the world. Ning Cheng was shot, and she seemed to see a planet shattered before this shot. And she's just a trivial scene on this planet. If she still waits, then she will turn into powder with this planet.

After cultivating to the Eternal Realm, Mi Hui naturally knew that this was the mental oppression of Ning Cheng's gun. But knowing is knowing. She can only resort to the Promise Sword to see tricks and dismantle tricks.

Ning Cheng's traceless spear intent had no trace at all. Even if Mi Hui is a powerhouse in the Eternal Realm. It was also impossible to find the real murderous intention of Ning Cheng's spear intent in a hurry. This was Wuhen.

Mihui didn't even look for the location of Ning Cheng's spear intent. What her Promise Sacred Sword brought up was not the sword glow, but the icy whiteness of the sky, covering the entire space like snowflakes.

Ning Cheng's Wuhen spear intent's murderous aura instantly condensed and finally formed a point. The majestic sword light and snowflakes wrapped Ning Cheng's spear intent, and an extremely icy, bone-piercing explosion erupted.

Ning Cheng groaned in the sound of the explosion, he knew that the Eternal Realm cultivator was very strong. But Mi Hui Cai was so strong in the early days of the Eternal Realm. It was actually possible to spill out of the Sword Domain, forcibly blasting away his Wuhen magical power, leaving traces of his Wuhen magical power.

"Boom" Spear Intent and Jianyu slammed together, Mihui was blasted out by Ning Cheng's powerful Xing Yuan momentum, and Ning Cheng also flew upside down several dozen meters.

"Ding dong..." Ning Cheng stood in the same place, watching the high-grade Taoist spear in his hand break off, and half of it fell to the ground.

A high-grade Taoist spear was actually cut off by the opponent's sword, Ning Cheng frowned. The sword in Mihui's hand was definitely not an ordinary thing.

Ning Cheng simply threw the long spear in his hand on the ground, raised his hand and sacrificed the Nirvana spear. Step out again. The long spear did not move, and the killing intent was aroused in the sky.

Mi Hui felt even more turbulent in her heart, because Ning Cheng's divine sense was even stronger than hers. Otherwise, her sword domain would have left Ning Cheng behind, but in fact she was blasted farther by Ning Cheng. If the Promise Sacred Sword in her hand was not the second treasure of the Promise Holy Land, she would have been injured, not to mention the magic weapon that broke Ning Cheng.

Seeing that Ning Cheng used a new magic weapon again, Mihui took a breath and snorted, "Frozen snow..."

Ning Cheng was stronger than she imagined.

The Promise Sacred Sword in Mihui's hand suddenly turned into nothingness, and then snowflakes fell, everything in the world turned into snowflakes at this moment, even Mihui, like this world, turned into snowflakes falling between the heavens and the earth.

The strong restraint and depression came, Ning Cheng felt his body become cold, and then his skin began to crack. It seems that the next moment, his body will split open, and then turn into the same icy snowflakes as the surrounding area.

This is magic...

Ning Cheng immediately understood that in just a split second, these endless snowflakes condensed and formed icebergs, the icebergs were getting bigger and bigger, and it was like a meteor hitting Ning Cheng in the sky. The space was squeezed by the snowflakes and icebergs, and the place where Ning Cheng lived became smaller and smaller.

Bingxue carried a sob that penetrated the soul, while Bingshan carried a death-like depression, all of which were aimed at Ning Cheng alone. Perhaps only death can dissipate this repression, and only death can be freed from it.

The sky became cloudy, and the disciples around the Promise Holy Land could only see a white world at this time, and they could only feel a cold aura. whimpering, roaring!

The beautiful snowflakes and ice and snow raged in this world, filling the atmosphere of death. No one's consciousness can penetrate into this world of ice and snow, and no one can touch this world of ice and snow. It seems that as soon as you approach this world, it will turn into nothingness and will be killed by ice and snow.

"This is the great magical power of my Promise Holy Land, which is frozen by snow..."

"What a powerful magical spell, the infinite holy land will last forever!"

"The Holy Lord will live forever..."

"Kill this ignorant ant..."

"killed……"

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The magical power of this frozen world came out, and the whole world was controlled by this frozen world, and all this was in this frozen world.

At this moment, no one thought that Ning Cheng was still alive, how could he still be alive under this kind of supernatural power? What a joke. All the disciples of the Promise Holy Land have only one mood at this time, proud, proud of the Promise Holy Land, proud that they have such a powerful Holy Master.

The Promise Holy Land has such a powerful magical power and has such a powerful Holy Master that someone dares to come to the Holy Land to provoke them. This is courting death.

Ning Cheng didn't come to the Promise Holy Land to seek death, he came to take Luo Fei and Qionghua away, he came to tell the Promise Holy Land who Luo Fei and Qionghua belonged to.

No matter how suppressed the whimpering Bingxue was, it could only scratch some marks on Ning Cheng's skin, and it could only make Ning Cheng's clothes more lacerated. Even if Ning Cheng stood still and did not resist, Luo Xue Frozen Divine Ability wanted to tear Ning Cheng's star body apart, this type of magical ability was not enough, far from enough.

Ning Cheng let the iceberg be suppressed, let the whimpering ice and snow tear through, he just took another step, the spear in his hand drew a semi-circle centered on him from the back to the front, and pointed at Mihui.

At this moment, the ice and snow in the world stopped, the suppressed icebergs condensed at this moment, and at this moment, all the frozen and snowy world around them solidified.

A dustpan-sized sunset appeared between the snow and ice. This sunset brought the sadness of dusk and the sadness of being lonely.

As long as the eyes of all people see this round of sunset, they will think that one day they will be like this sunset, gradually sinking, gradually turning into withered bones, and gradually being forgotten...

This is despair, this is still despair, this is life's still despair.

The sunset is infinitely good, but it is only near dusk!

Magical powers, sunset and dusk!

"One day I will be like this dusk, and gradually decline?" Mi Hui completely forgot her magical powers, and she stared blankly at the sunset and dusk before her, and muttered to herself.

No, I will never fall like this twilight. I am the powerhouse of the Eternal Realm, I will go on forever, I will coexist with the heaven and the earth, I will make the Promise Holy Land coexist with the heaven and the earth, shining the starry sky...

No, this is not sunset and dusk, this is supernatural power, this supernatural power suppresses my supernatural power...

Why do I feel the stillness around me, this is actually the magical power of the law of time?

When Mi Hui came to her senses, her soul was flying away. She had heard of the magical power of the law of time many times, but this was the first time she had seen it.

No, I absolutely cannot die! Seeing that the spear came to the center of the eyebrows, Mihui cried out in a frantic tear.

She succeeded, she broke free from the sunset and dusk of Ning Cheng. But her success came a little later, and Ning Cheng's spear slammed into her forehead.

"Old witch, today I, Ning Cheng, will wash the Promise Holy Land with blood..."

When Mi Hui heard these words, she completely forgot that she was about to die under Ning Cheng's supernatural powers, completely forgot her brilliance, but fell to her knees and screamed, "Please don't destroy the Promise Holy Land... "

Some remorse welled up in her heart, she remembered what Mi Jin vaguely reminded her, that Ning Cheng doesn't seem to be simple, don't do too much. But she had already done it.

"Pfft..." The spear penetrated Mihui's eyebrows and brought a rain of blood.

Mihui didn't close her eyes, she still stared at Ning Cheng in a daze, and murmured, "Please don't destroy the Promise Holy Land, the Promise Holy Land must be passed on..."

Ning Cheng clenched his spear and said in a cold voice, "What qualifications do you have to talk about inheritance? You scum who will forget even your parents told me about inheritance. Can you be more shameless?"

After talking about the Nirvana spear in Ning Cheng's hand, Mihui's broken primordial spirit was directly smashed by Ning Cheng's spear.

Perhaps it was Ning Cheng's words that reminded her that at the moment of her death, Mihui suddenly thought of her parents. When she was cultivating in the Promise Holy Land, she had long forgotten who her parents were. Is she really not qualified to talk about inheritance? Her consciousness finally blurred...

The disciples of the Promise Holy Land, who were immersed in the beautiful dusk, woke up at this moment, and then they saw the scene of the Holy Master Mihui falling to the ground and dying.

"Holy Master..." The new saint, who was still seriously injured, let out a groan and rushed up.

Ning Cheng clenched his Nirvana spear tightly and did not move. It is not that he did not pay the price for Mihui's sacrifice of sunset and dusk. The stronger the opponent's cultivation, the greater the strength required to bring out sunset and dusk.

Fortunately, he is still a body-refining cultivator, and a very strong body-refining cultivator, otherwise, under Mihui's magical power of ice and snow, his sunset and dusk might not be able to stabilize her.

Looking at the terrified Wuji Sacred Ground disciples around, Ning Cheng's eyes were flushed, and his murderous intention was growing. The moment he learned that Luo Fei was killed by Mihui, the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger.

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