Chapter 742: Huang Quanchi

Ning Cheng’s mind turned a little and he understood the mystery.
The piercing floor is really thick black, and I used it beforehand to deal with myself. Just wearing the heart of the building did not think that he was not the cockroach that he was kneading. After three, he could not have the ability to take him.
At this time, the heart of the building has achieved the fruit, as long as you go back to the retreat, it is likely to go further. At this time, the most hopeful thing he wears in the heart of the building is to not make any accidents.
For Tongxinlou, his Ningcheng is an accident. Once everyone goes out from here, they are likely to find troubles. If you are not your own opponent, you can only look for shelter.
Through the heart of the building as a big brother, I can not sit and watch the three dry and he was destroyed by Ningcheng. It’s just that he wears the heart of the building and he is not sure to kill himself. Maybe he will lose both. How can I get hurt at the critical moment when he gets the fruit and is about to prove? Not only can't he be injured, but he is not willing to offend Ningcheng.
Since he is not willing to offend himself, he can only let the three dry ends disappear.
What did not think of through the heart of the building is that Ning Cheng’s knowledge is so powerful that he can see his little movements in this smoky wind.
Ning Cheng sighed in his heart, compared to these great emperors, his kindness is simply a blank piece of paper.
"Let's go on like this, we can't live without it." Yi Jiufeng's face is gloomy, this sinister wind is stronger than once, and she is not wrong.
Under the conscious mind, close to Ning Cheng, the clothes on her body have been messed up by the yin wind, and the face is as ugly as the face. If you come back for the third time, perhaps only Ningcheng’s Promise Qinglei City can block it. She is close to Ningcheng. It is intended to seek the refuge of Ningcheng like Mann. just. She is a starry emperor. It has nothing to do with Ning Cheng. I have not been approved by Ning Cheng this time, and I am really embarrassed to ask for help.
Qi Tianji and Qi Rui did not speak, apparently agree with Yi Jiufeng. But agree to agree, if you can't come up with a good way, even if you know that it is dangerous to continue, you can't help.
"Ning Zongzhu, the shadow temple is your place in Jiangzhou, do you have a good way?" Yi Jiufeng sees everyone can't say a way. Had to look at Ning Cheng to ask.
Ning Cheng looked at the paper door in the distance, still did not speak, and there was a burst of sobs. Obviously, after a while, the third wave of wind will blow.
Everyone's face is hard to look at, and the shackles that are weaker are even paler. She has just entered the late stage of eternal life, and it is very difficult to persist until now. Otherwise, as a great emperor, can I want to find Ningcheng to shelter?
"There is no way out of this place. Even if we find a way out on the edge of the square, it is too late. My idea is to enter the door of first..."
When Ning Cheng’s words were spoken, all the people were stunned. Going to the gates of hell? Just when the yin wind came. It seems that there is also a door in the paper door of Hell's Gate. If this goes in a place where the wind is raging, isn't it looking for death?
Ning Cheng made this decision. He did not wait for others to answer, he rushed to the door of hell. When others come in and don't come in, they have nothing to do with him. He goes ahead and says.
When I saw Ning Cheng rushing into the door of hell, Manron just hesitated and rushed to Ningcheng. Ningcheng is gone. He is also a dead end here. It is better to follow Ningcheng. Followed by 荀芷荷, 慕昊 and other people also rushed over.
The choking of the yin wind is getting bigger and bigger, and the people who wear the heart and the floor can only rush into the door of hell. As Ning Cheng said, there is really no place to go except for the gates of hell.
After everyone entered the paper door, the paper door slammed shut. Except for the outside wind and the slap of the paper on the paper door, everyone’s knowledge could no longer feel any scene in the outer square. .
A huge pool of incomprehensions appeared in front of everyone. The water in this pool was like ink and black. Ning Cheng’s suppressed gods could not see through the bottom of the pool. There is a stone monument on the edge of the pool. The stone monument is three black characters, Huang Quanchi.
There are two doors on the opposite side of Huangquanchi. One of them has a red word 'life', which looks and terrible. The other door has a black ‘dead’.
Whether it is the word 'life' or the word 'dead' is an uncomfortable one. In addition to these two doors and a pool, there is nothing else here.
"There are only two doors in life and death. No matter whether we go in or not, we have no way to go." Yan Tianji said quietly.
No one answers the words of 仉亢天济, no matter which door you enter, it seems that it is not a simple matter. The sound of the paper door outside is even clearer. It seems that the next moment, the paper door will break open, and then the wind will sweep in.
Tian Tianji snorted. "If this is the case, I will leave first."
After that, Yan Tianji rushed directly into the dead door. When Tian Ji came in, a sigh of anger was coming, and the breath of Tian Jiji disappeared completely.
No one spoke, and no one felt that Tian Tianji chose to die.
"I have also left." Yi Jiufeng finished, and also rushed over. In this small place, it is too depressed. If it is just repression, everyone will feel a sense of death as soon as they come in. It can be said that the longer you stay here, the heavier the suppression of death.
Even if it is an eternal monk, it is impossible to block the death of this sixth sense of death.
I can't say that the door chosen by Tian Ji is not right. Although he entered the dead door, who can be sure that there are two doors to life and death, and which one can survive?
And the cold breath of the door, and the 'life' word, is even more uncomfortable.
However, not everyone has the same mind as Yu Tianji. Yi Jiufeng chose the ‘sheng’ door. In the same way, after she entered, she disappeared completely without any breath.
Looking through the heart of the building, I looked at Ning Cheng coldly and rushed into the dead door without hesitation. Obviously, he and Yu Tianji’s views are the same, and the dead door is much safer.
The four emperors walked three times, and the rest of them rushed in. The entry of Ruirui was also a dead door. Man Lun, Yan Mao and Mu Yu rushed into the door.
Just a few breathing hours, there is only Ning Cheng and Yu He left in this room.
The sound of the smog on the paper door is getting louder and louder. Every time it hangs on the paper door, it will make people feel a little confused.
He looked at Ning Cheng and asked carefully. "Ning Zongzhu, I have never thought of responding to the three, I came here purely for the shadow temple. I knew that I didn't get anything here. It may also fall, I will definitely not come."
Ning Cheng smiled a little, "I haven't thought about it, I never thought that my sister is helping the three or the rest."
"Thank you for the generosity of Ning Zong, this time I will not die, I will definitely go to Xuan Huangzong to thank me in the future..." He did not finish a sentence, and the violent yin wind hit again.
Ning Cheng hearted a move, simply offering the Promise Qinglei City to help the 荀芷 load block.
When the yin wind passed, I was grateful to say, "Thank you for your loyalty to Ning Zong, do you want to leave us here?"
Ning Cheng shook his head, "I am going to be advanced, I will brew for a while."
After that, Ning Cheng added another sentence, "I feel that the safety of the dead door is higher. Of course, this is my own instinct."
Ning Cheng knows that Hehe wants to ask him which door he should enter, but he is not sure about it.
When he heard about Ning Cheng, he quickly thanked him. "Thank you for your lord, I will go first."
After that, when the lotus body was flashing, it disappeared into the dead door. She really listened to Ning Cheng’s words and entered the dead door.
After all the people left, Ning Cheng did not enter any of the doors, and his eyes stared at the dark pool in front of him.
If he didn't feel a very familiar atmosphere in this pool, he must have entered one of the doors. Because when he came, he felt a familiar atmosphere in this pool. And now he still remembers what it is, it is a gray breath.
Gray Dudu followed him for many years, and later he placed the gray toot around Ruolan. In order to help Ruolan find cultivation resources, Gray Dudu lost. Because Gray Dudu was missing around Snow City, Ning Cheng later looked for a few days, but did not find any clues. What he didn't think of was that he would feel the gray tone in this dark yellow pool.
With the strength of gray and toot, it is absolutely impossible to come here by myself. Now the gray toot appears here, it must be brought by others. Someone can bring the gray toot here, which means that the shadow temple is not so simple on the surface.
Ning Cheng will not stay if it is not a gray to follow him for a long time, and help Ruolan find the cultivation resources lost.
Here gives him a very dangerous atmosphere ~EbookFREE.me~ Even if it is dangerous again, after knowing that Gray Dudu is here, he can't leave a gray beep.
Ning Cheng directly sacrificed the Promise Qinglei City and flew down to Huangquanchi. The gods of Ningcheng are stronger than the rest of the eternal monks. He still cannot penetrate into the bottom of Huangquanchi with his own knowledge. Looking for a gray toot, there is no other good way except that he himself entered the Huangquan pool.
When Ningcheng entered Huangquanchi, the cold air that escaped from the Yuanshen quickly invaded. Promise Qinglei City is the first magic weapon of Ningcheng. Even if there is no spirit, this time Ningcheng still uses the Promise Qinglei City to open the dark water around it.
Huang Quanchi does not seem to be deep. After Ningcheng came in, he felt that the pool seemed to have no bottom hole and there was no margin at all.
Ning Cheng tightly held the Nirvana gun and slowly sank to the bottom of the pool. The more he went to the bottom of the pool, the more he felt cold and pressing. This is not purely the coldness of the cold, but the chill of the soul of the gods.
(Good night friends!) (To be continued.)
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