The first thousand four hundred and twenty-three chapters of the field of creation
"The purple celestial fruit is gone, or else you can try to kill ."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Kill him, and take the purple celestial fruit away, and say that he was swallowed by this person, and Wang Hao could not tell a truth."
Lie Yang Zun's mind was turned, and the corner of his mouth suddenly hangs a faint smile. The next mont, the power of his body is surging, and the power is hundreds of tis stronger than the ordinary half-step creation! The purple fog nearby was dispelled a lot at this mont.
"The gap between the creator and the half-step creation is really great."
Ning Qi’s face showed a dignified color. At the ti of the Regent’s Supre’s shot, his body suddenly beca bigger. He held a disc dragon stick that was as big as his body, and knocked at the glory of the sage!
The spirit of the fairy spirit has almost beco the essence. As if it is a fla, it can be swallowed up in Ning Qi. This stick directly breaks the power of the oncoming creation and goes to the sacred sage.
"Ok?"
I thought that a scorpion ant that could easily be pinched to death suddenly showed such a terrifying strength, and even his power of creation could be broken, and suddenly the Liyang sages felt a surprise!
One after another, the power of creation suddenly appeared in front of the Lieyang Sayādaw, eliminating most of the power of Ningqi.
boom!
The two are at the touch of a finger.
Ning Qi holds the dragon stick, and looks at the Liyang Zun with a smile.
The look of the sacred sage is sowhat dignified.
"Sure enough, there is a dragon stick in hand, and the creator is not so difficult to deal with. The power of his creation is in front of the dragon stick, which can only bring a little trouble at most."
"What are you... what spirit?"
The sacred way of the sacred sage.
"Play a dog stick."
Ning Qi smiled.
In the eyes of Lie Yang, there was a sigh of anger, and the other side was born in a remote land. This is the existence of his son who can suppress at random. At this mont, he dares to ridicule in front of him. It is really irritating!
However, how angry the heart is, the Lieyang Supre has not acted rashly at the mont. Just that move, he found that his combat power is comparable to that of Ningqi. He really wants to fight it. Without paying so price, he may not be able to kill Ning. odd.
"What he relies on is this stick. It has the ability to destroy the power of my creation. It is special. If I can get it, the combat power will surely soar. I am afraid that the two lords will also be able to fight..."
A trace of greed, flashing from the eyes of the sage of the sacred yang, his purpose has changed again and again, now, killing Ning Qi is not his first goal, and winning the dragon stick in Ning Qi’s hands, is he can’t wait now. Things to do.
"Do you really think that with a spirit that can withstand the power of my creation, can you fight more and more? Let you see, the real strength of the Creator... the power of creation!"
A knife suddenly cut off from behind Ning Qi.
A sword, from the ground, the target is also Ningqi.
A mountain peak, instantly condensed at the top of Ningqi, and ca to him to suppress, and the figure appeared as if it appeared out of thin air, screaming at Ningqi.
"Is this the power of creation? Under the rules of heaven and earth, you can make things as you like. When you think about it, you will have a perfect instrunt."
Ning Qi’s eyes flashed a trace of surprise, and these sudden appearances were not weak, because they all had the power of creation, and every attack blew the void.
Lie Yang Zun's mouth sneaked a sneer, his offensive, naturally more than this, suddenly many more teors in the sky, coming to Ningqi.
Mixed with the storm of ice and snow, I want to freeze the world!
A river appeared on the top of Ningqi, and the river water filled with the power of creation, every drop, can make a big hole on the ground, extrely heavy. At this mont, the river all poured into Ningqi.
In this doomsday scene, Ningqi’s seat is the most central of the last days, and he will bear all kinds of heavenly attacks.
"broken!"
Ning Qi’s face was dignified and waving a dragon stick, which resisted a heavy and heavy offensive. However, these offensives seed to be endless, and they were re-erged by Ning Qi.
After a few hours of resistance, Ning Qi's fairy spirit has been reduced by 30%, and his body will occasionally be hit a few tis, and his health is constantly falling.
The stalwart of the stalwart is like laughing and laughing, standing in the distance, as if the change of the heavens and the earth is not related to him, so I watched Ning Qi resist the one after another.
"wrong……"
Ning Qi faintly felt that these offensives were a bit strange. Suddenly, his mind was moved, letting those heavenly elephants fall on him, and slamming this extrely destructive force, directly attacking the sages.
"Well? Mid-term monks in the district law, how many strokes are still not dead?"
Lieyang Zun is a bit strange, and at the sa ti shot against Ning Qi's Panlong stick.
After the two sides fought hundreds of moves, Ning Qi finally found that there were many astronomical offensives that fell on him, and did not go to the blood at all. This shows that so of them are illusions.
Moreover, after so many moves, the atmosphere of Lieyang Zun is still very rich, and it seems that there is no loss at all, and there is a constant stream of power!
"I will say, if your Creator can make things, then what do the immortals do? You pull into the illusion that you created, right?"
Ning Qi and Lie Yang Zun once again played a trick, the two sides retreat hundreds of feet, facing each other.
"When you break through to my realm, it is not clear? Sumr insects can be said to be ice. But I can persist in this field of creation for so long. In the legal phase, you are the strongest existence I have ever seen. I was the first. When I am still a French monk, I can’t do it. If you are a personal talent, I don’t want to use it. I am a teacher, and you and my son’s hatreds, I am the master, and write off.”
The glory of the glory of the sage.
"In the field of creation... use the power of creation to build a field of its own, then in this field, it is indeed the existence of the Creator... It seems that this is the real strength of the Creator, in the real In the heavens and the earth, their power of creation is impossible to be as powerful as it is now."
Those big rivers, teors, and the existence of the field will exist. However, if the instrunt is used, the sages of the sacred yang should also have the strength to be manufactured.
In order to kill the sage of the sage, you must first break his field.
"Want to let worship you as a teacher?"
Ning Qi smiled and said: "Unfortunately, you don't have this qualification. In this field of creation, I see how long you can support!"
Jiuyun Shenling appeared.
Gently take a shot.
A terrible sound wave swayed around, Ning Qi's eyes swept away, and he saw a faint figure in the side of the Lieyang Supre.
"See where you run!"
Ning Qi laughed and shook the dragon stick to the fierce figure!
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