Control The World

A strong scent of death blew towards his face, and Ning Wufeng instantly felt that his spiritual power and blood had all solidified. He even had the illusion that if he didn't leave immediately, there would be almost no escape in the next moment.

Fortunately, just at the edge of the spiritual formation, the powerful consciousness instantly sensed the fluctuations in space, and the figure had already reacted and retreated.

This retreat was out of the spirit array.

"Damn!" Wu Gang roared hysterically in the spirit array, and was almost able to trap Ning Wufeng and the black gold-eye carving king in the spirit array. I didn't expect Ning Wufeng to notice it so quickly.

As soon as he exited the spirit formation, he galloped hundreds of meters away. Ning Wufeng turned his head and looked. The horrifying spirit array's rolling spiritual power made him feel heart palpitations. Such a majestic power was definitely not able to resist by the breathtaking monks.

"No, the King of Black and Gold Eyes is still in the formation." Ning Wufeng frowned, suddenly thinking that it would be difficult to find such a sparring player. It would be a shame if he died so unclearly.

In the process of fighting with the King of the Black-Eyed Eyes, one person and one sculpture had a feeling of pity.

With a roar, a black mad lion roared out, rushing towards Ning Wufeng. A lion frowning on the back of the lion, holding a sledgehammer in his hand, howling.

So strong.

The monk who knows the realm!

Ning Wufeng's face changed, and he immediately recognized that the man was Wu Kehu, an elder of the Wu family. This stepped black lion is exactly his mount.

It was a ghost of the Wu family!

"Haha, how about Ning Wufeng, do you still want to run?" Wu Gang's figure appeared outside the spirit array, and the roar of the King of Black Gold-Eyed Eagle continued to be heard in the spirit array. A black light violently struck the spirit array. Struggling.

"Wu Gang?" Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, and he said coldly, "It's a deep thought. The granddaughter of the Wu family hides and hides, just like a mouse crossing the street, no wonder he will be thrown out of Linjiang Pavilion."

He sneered, deliberately poking Wu Gang's pain. Wu Congoran's face changed drastically, and he hysterically shouted, "Waste, you dare to joke this boy, today you don't want to leave Gumu Dazao alive."

"Ku Hu, kill him!" Wu Gang growled hysterically.

Roar ... The black wild lion under Wu Kehu roared, and roared with flames.

It is also a stepped beast. Obviously, the strength of the Black Crazy Lion is several times stronger than that of the Purple Fox. Anger came, the huge palms roared toward Ning Wufeng's chest, and the sharp claws flickered out of the flesh palm, flashing the cold light.

Ning Wufeng has no doubt that this claw can open a stone tablet. In addition, he was swept by the claw of the king of black gold eyes, and his chest injury has not recovered. This is to be absolutely broken after being photographed by the black crazy lion.

The annihilation gun swept out, and a burst of fire hit the black lion's head. With a bang, the black lion roared, and the fierce fire on his body became fiercer, and he shot Ning Wufeng hard.

Juli really attached to the gun, suddenly the tip of the gun became extremely heavy, and all the black lion's forelimbs were planted in the soil in an instant. The black lion roared again and again, but Ning Wufeng's gunman was equally captivating. A faint black mang emerged from the tip of the annihilating gun, and began to devour the spiritual power of the black lion.

Roar……

The black lion roared and panicked for a while.

However, there is another Wu Kehu who is also familiar with the situation. It is said that Wu Kehu was born with divine power and killed the tiger at the age of three, so he was renamed Wu Kehu.

The sledgehammer in his hand swept towards Ning Wufeng, and there was a stream of fire on the sledgehammer. There is a fire caused by the spiritual power working to the extreme.

Introduce Qi, attract spiritual power into the body. Spiritual power is stored through the veins. The more the veins, the more spiritual power is stored.

The Tongqiao situation is the introduction of the spirit. Spirit veins are like water channels, and spirit tricks are like reservoirs. Therefore, there is no essential difference between Tongqiao and Qiqi, the biggest difference is the strength of spiritual power.

Wu Kehu's magical force was also powerful. When Ning Wufeng moved, he pulled a spear from the black lion's head, and a gunfire burst out from the tip of the gun. Juli burst out and hit Wu Kehu's sledgehammer.

Ning Wufeng has huge palms in his palms and his body is backwards.

Wu Kehu was swept away by Ning Wufeng's implied marksmanship, and he went back five or six steps.

"Wu Kehu, what are you doing and haven't killed him!" Wu Gang on the side already remembers being impatient, and it takes so much effort for a clever elder to kill a five-day-old boy who is in a breathless environment?

He thought Wu Kehu did not do his best. But Wu Kehu knew in his heart that Ning Wufeng's strength could never be considered the same as that of ordinary bleed air monks.

"Okay." He snorted and grinned at Ning Wufeng. "It should be over. Let you **** Wu Kehu and realize the true meaning."

He grinned fiercely, his yellowish teeth appeared extremely fierce. Imagine how a good man would kill a tiger at the age of three.

"The true meaning of the hammer-violent!" Wu Kehu roared loudly, his hair spread out, his pupils scarlet, as if the devil was born. He was lightning-like, approaching Ning Wufeng quickly, and crashed with a hammer.

A bang, fortunately, Ning Wufeng's consciousness has been released, and he sensed it in advance to avoid such a powerful blow. He was dropped by a hammer on the ground, exposing a large pit a few feet deep, and a cloud of black mist rose.

Roar……

The black lion woke up at this time, and roared and rushed together.

Ning Wufeng frowned. Facing two monks at the same time, he was absolutely shocked.

"Withdraw!" He made up his mind and glanced at the black gold-eye eagle king trapped in the spirit array, secretly saying: Xiao Diaoer, please ask for happiness, and hope you can get away.

Pure Sun Shootout-Kaiyang Style!

A slamming spiritual force exploded on the annihilation gun, and the violent gunman slammed into Wu Kehu's hammer.

With a great impact, Ning Wufeng went backwards thirty or forty meters away, landed on a tree branch, glanced at the spirit array again, and turned away and galloped away.

"Don't run!" Wu Kehu roared, like a humanoid bulldozer, ploughing a path in the old woods of Dazao and chasing after him.

But Ning Wufeng wants to run, is he able to catch up, and he is good at physical assassination, not good at body style.

The same is true of the black lion. The king of land is obviously much slower in Osawa.

"Roar." The black lion paused, Wu Kehu gasped and stopped, watching Ning Wufeng go away.

"Things that are useless, the masters who know all the tricks actually let a monk who escapes the air escape, what kind of face do you have to eat the worship of my Wu family!" Wu Gang is the owner of the Wu family in the future, so he is qualified to point at Wu Kehu. Scolding his nose.

Wu Kehu's face changed, and Shen Sheng said, "Next time, this kid will die!"

The two turned to look at the king of black gold in the large array. Wu Gang's eyes flashed a greedy color, and he sneered, "It's not that there is no gain at all, this black sculpture can actually struggle in the sleepy dragon array for so long. It must be nothing Ordinary beast. "

The sleepy dragon formation is a war spirit formation of three ranks and three ranks. The Wu family passed on for thousands of years. As the name suggests, the War Spirit Formation was used for war. The six enlightened monks in the formation can trap a monk who knows the best.

And this time, just in case, Wu Gang brought eighteen air-entraining device eight-day monks, and the sleepy dragon array that was laid down, even if it was difficult to escape in the later period, could only be surged by the spirit array The dragon died of exhaustion.

The King of Black Gold Eyes suddenly became bigger in the battle spirit formation, and became smaller and smaller, hitting the battle spirit formation frantically, and constantly fighting the endless battle dragons in the sleepy dragon formation.

Its feathers were covered with blood, and a large wound dripped dripping blood.

Uh ...

The King of Black Gold Eyes is angry, but the battle dragon is endless.

"Haha, you hard-haired beast, listen well. Obediently choose to surrender to this son, maybe there is a chance to live!" Wu Gang laughed coldly. Although the family has domesticated many wild beasts, he feels that he is not strong enough to be worthy of his grandson Wu.

When he saw the king of black gold eyes and Ning Wufeng fighting, he made up his mind to accept this king of black gold eyes.

He could feel the anger of the King of Black and Gold Eyes and sneered, "This man is the eldest son of the Wu family of Jiangning House, and he has promised you promising future!"

The black gold eyes carved Wang's sharp eagle eye disdainfully glanced at it, although it could not speak, but could understand, even without the courage to fight it, and dared to speak wildly.

It couldn't help but compare Wu Gang and Ning Wufeng with each other, and shook his head secretly, what a great boy Wu is far from. If Wu Gang knew what the King of Black-Golden Eye Carving was thinking at this time, I wonder if he would rush into the trapped dragon array and fight with it.

No, maybe not. Because he couldn't beat the King of Black and Gold.

"Alas." The black and white air-flowing dragons were attacking the King of Black-Golden Eyes, crushing its flesh. Large swaths of bright red blood splattered, with a tinge of gold in the blood.

"I still want to struggle, obediently surrender." Wu Gang growled somber and growled.

"Wow!" In turn, he frowned, and the figure of the King of Black and Golden Eagle suddenly shrank dozens of times, only the size of an ordinary sparrow.

But even as small as a sparrow, ubiquitous dragons still tear it.

"It's useless, even if you become a puppet, it will be torn by the battle dragon, surrender!" Wu Gang growled, he watched the black gold-eye carved king die unyieldingly, his eyebrows getting more and more tight. Find yourself dead!

"Don't you rather die than surrender to this son!" Wu Gang felt a block in his heart for a while. This beast was just like Ning Wufeng's waste, making him uncomfortable everywhere.

However, what he didn't know was that after the King of Black Gold Eyes had shrunk, one of the feathers on his forehead turned golden.

Uh ...

The sparrow-sized black-golden-eye-sculptor roared suddenly, turned into a golden light, crossed the trapped dragon array, and broke away.

Broken?

After breaking the array, the King of Black-Golden Eyes did not forget to tear up a deflated air monk who had broken up.

For a moment, the situation suddenly changed, and the bamboo basket was drunk.

"Follow me!" Wu Gang growled, and the entire ancient wooden Daze echoed his roar.