Chapter 709 Frozen Against the Setting Sun

"Where are my wife Qionghua and Concubine Luo?" The killing intent on Ning Cheng merged with his domain, and slowly spread out. The monks with lower cultivation levels couldn't bear it at all, and retreated one after another.

How could Mi Hui care about the life and death of an ant like Ji Luofei? Now that Ning Cheng asked, she just snorted, "What qualifications does an unclean woman have to live in a holy place..."

Having said that, how could Ning Cheng bear it? The killing intent surged, and the spear in his hand directly rolled up a hollow black and blasted out. At the same time, he said sarcastically, "Your parents also committed crimes to give birth to something like you. I guess you have already forgotten that you are also the scum of parents..."

The blackness is not because Ning Cheng broke through the space, but because the killing intent of Ning Cheng's shot was too strong, but it was invisible and invisible, directly ignoring the surrounding space. Under this extremely powerful killing intent, people have an illusion that a black hole has formed in the space.

The surrounding space shrinks under Ning Cheng's shot, it seems that all the people under this shot will be killed and shattered by Ning Cheng's shot.

The lower cultivators in the Promise Holy Land retreated instinctively. If you walk slowly, the spear intent in this emptiness will fill everyone's heart with the thought of harvesting the primordial spirit.

Mi Hui, who was the first to bear the brunt, was even more shocked. Facing such a powerful gun intent to kill, Ning Cheng's words that made her mad with anger had long been thrown aside by her. She is not someone who has never seen the world, Ning Cheng's shot came, and she seemed to see a planet shattered before the shot. And she is just an insignificant scene on this planet. If she still waits, then she will be reduced to ashes along with this planet.

Having cultivated to the Eternal Realm, Mi Hui naturally knew that this was the mental oppression of Ning Cheng's spear. But knowing is knowing. She can only sacrifice the Promise Sacred Sword to see the tricks.

Ning Cheng's Wuhen Spear Intent left no trace at all. Even if Mihui is a strong person in the eternal realm. It was also impossible to find the real murderous intention of Ning Cheng's spear in a hurry, which is Wuhen.

Mi Hui didn't look for the location of Ning Cheng's spear intent at all. What her Wuji holy sword brought up was not a sword light, but a icy white that filled the sky, covering the entire space like snowflakes.

The murderous aura of Ning Cheng Wuhen's spear intent condensed instantly, and finally formed a point. The incomparably majestic sword light snowflakes enveloped Ning Cheng's spear intent, and an extremely cold and bone-piercing explosion burst out.

Amidst the crackling sound, Ning Cheng let out a muffled snort. He knew that the monks in the Eternal Realm were very strong. But Mi Hui was so strong at the early stage of Eternal Realm. Unexpectedly, he was able to spill out of the sword domain and forcibly blast away his Wuhen supernatural power, leaving traces of his Wuhen supernatural power.

"Boom" Spear Intent and Sword Field blasted together, Mi Hui was sent flying out by Ning Cheng's powerful star energy, Ning Cheng also flew upside down for tens of meters.

"Ding Dong..." Ning Cheng stood where he was,

Watching the high-grade Taoist weapon spear in his hand break, and half of it fell to the ground.

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

Ning Cheng simply dropped the long spear in his hand on the ground, and raised his hand to sacrifice the Nirvana spear. Step out again. Before the spear moved, it aroused killing intent all over the sky.

Mi Hui's heart was even more turbulent, because Ning Cheng's spiritual consciousness was even stronger than hers. Otherwise, Ning Cheng would have been left behind by her sword domain just now, but in fact she was sent flying farther by Ning Cheng. If it wasn't for the Wuji Holy Sword in her hand being the second treasure of the Wuji Holy Land, she would have been injured, let alone disconnect Ning Cheng's magic weapon.

Seeing Ning Cheng sacrifice a new magic weapon, Mi Hui took a breath, and said coldly, "Frozen snow..."

Ning Cheng was stronger than she imagined.

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

When the strong restraint and suppression came, Ning Cheng felt his body become icy cold, and then cracks began to appear on his skin. It seemed that the next moment, his body would split apart and turn into the same icy snowflakes as those around him.

This is magical powers...

Ning Cheng immediately understood that in just an instant, the endless snowflakes condensed to form icebergs, and the icebergs became bigger and bigger, like meteorites blasting towards Ningcheng. The space was squeezed by the snowflakes and icebergs, and Ning Cheng's place to live became smaller and smaller.

Bingxue sobbed piercingly, while Bingshan carried death-like depression, all of these were aimed at Ning Cheng alone. Perhaps only death can dissipate this depression, and only death can be freed from it.

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

Beautiful snowflakes and ice and snow raged in this world, filled with a breath of death. No one's spiritual consciousness can penetrate into this ice and snow world, and no one can touch this ice and snow world. It seems that as soon as you get close to this world, it will turn into nothingness and be killed by ice and snow.

"This is my supreme supernatural power of the Promise Holy Land, which is frozen in snow..."

"It's such a powerful magical spell, the world of the Promise Holy Land will last forever!"

"Holy Lord, Heaven and Earth Eternal..."

"Kill this ignorant ant..."

"killed……"

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When this supernatural power of the frozen world comes out, the whole world is controlled by this frozen world, and all of this is in this frozen world.

At this moment, no one thinks that Ning Cheng is still alive, can he survive with this kind of supernatural power? What a joke. All the disciples of the Promise Holy Land have only one mood at this time, pride, being proud of the Promise Holy Land, proud of their having such a powerful Holy Master.

The Promise Holy Land has such powerful supernatural powers and such a powerful Holy Master, that someone dares to come to the Holy Land to provoke him, this is courting death.

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

No matter how suppressed the sobbing ice and snow were, it could only draw some marks on Ning Cheng's skin, and it could only make Ning Cheng's clothes a few more tears. Even if Ning Cheng stood still and didn't resist, Luoxue Bingfeng's supernatural powers wanted to tear apart Ning Cheng's astral body's body refinement, this kind of supernatural powers were not enough, far from enough.

Ning Cheng let the iceberg suppress him, let the whimpering ice and snow tear him apart, he just took another step, and the spear in his hand drew a semicircle centered on him from back to front, pointing at Mi Hui.

At this moment, the ice and snow in the world stopped, the oppressive icebergs condensed at this moment, and all the surrounding ice and snow worlds froze.

A dustpan-sized sunset appeared between the ice and snow. This sunset carried the sadness of dusk and the sadness of being about to be lonely.

As long as everyone sees this round of sunset, they will think that one day they will be like this sunset, gradually sink down, gradually turn into dry bones, and gradually be forgotten...

This is despair, this is the despair of stillness, this is the despair of still life.

The sunset is infinitely good, but it is almost dusk!

Supernatural powers, sunset and dusk!

"After all, one day I will be like this dusk, gradually sinking?" Mihui completely forgot her supernatural powers, snow and ice, staring blankly at the sunset in front of her eyes, muttering to herself.

No, I will never fall like this dusk. I am a strong person in the Eternal Realm, I will go on forever, I will coexist with the heaven and the earth, I will let the Promise Holy Land coexist with the heaven and the earth, shining in the starry sky...

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

Why do I feel the stillness around me, this turned out to be the magical power of the law of time?

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

No, I must not die! Seeing the spear approaching between her eyebrows, Mi Hui let out a frantic tearing cry from the bottom of her heart.

She succeeded, she broke free from the sunset in Ningcheng. But her success came a bit late, Ning Cheng's spear pierced her forehead.

"Old witch, today I, Ning Cheng, will bloodbath the Promise Holy Land..."

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

Some regret welled up in her heart, and she remembered what Mi Jin vaguely reminded her, that Ning Cheng seemed not simple, so don't do too much. But she's done it all.

"Pfft..." The spear pierced Mi Hui's eyebrows, bringing up a rain of blood.

Mi Hui didn't rest in peace, she still stared blankly at Ning Cheng, and murmured, "Please don't destroy the Wuji Holy Land, the Wuji Holy Land must be passed on..."

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

After talking about the Nirvana Spear in Ning Cheng's hand, Mi Hui's broken soul was directly crushed by Ning Cheng's spear.

Maybe it was Ning Cheng's words that reminded her that at this dying breath, Mi Hui suddenly thought of her parents. When she was cultivating in the Holy Land of Wuji, 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 twilight, 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 mournful hiss and rushed forward.

Ning Cheng clenched the Nirvana spear tightly and did not move. It's not that he didn't pay the price for Mi Hui's sacrifice to the setting sun and dusk. The stronger the opponent's cultivation base, the more strength he needs to sacrifice the sunset and dusk.

Fortunately, he is still a body training monk, and he is still an extremely strong body training monk, otherwise, under Mi Hui's ice and snow supernatural power, his sunset and dusk may not be able to stabilize her.

Looking at the terrified Wuji Holy Land disciples around him, Ning Cheng's eyes turned red, and his murderous intent gradually rose. The moment he learned that Luo Fei was killed by Mi Hui, the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger.

......(To be continued..)

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