"Ning...Ning Xiaokong? Are you Ning Xiaokong?" Ming Shi's expression changed, and he was a little surprised.

Jiang Zun couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

He remembered that Emperor Tiantong was Ning Xiaokong.

Why did another one appear all of a sudden? It seems that this situation should be more than just the same name?

"Wait...wait!"

Ning Tao, Ning Xiaokong, both have the surname Ning?

Jiang Zun's eyes lit up and his breathing quickened. No matter which one of them was Ning Xiaokong, there must be one of them related to Ning Tao. By the way, there was also Ning Xiaoxian.

Huh? Looking at it this way, why do these three guys look similar? They feel like three brothers and sisters.

Jiang Zun murmured, his expression gradually changing.

It's like discovering a big secret.

At this time, Ning Xiaokong, who was wearing a black robe, took a step forward, glanced at the fifth brother and the sixth sister, put his hands behind his hands and said, "We haven't seen each other for many years, why are you so embarrassed?"

That faint smile is very thought-provoking.

Ning Xiaotian laughed dryly, his eyes a little wandering. He seemed to have used the name of his seventh brother to wander the world for hundreds of years. Now that the real master has come, he felt a little guilty.

But the more he is afraid of something, the more he gets the worse. Ning Xiaokong raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "You have had a lot of fun these years? People cheer me wherever I go. I really can't stand this honor."

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"Uh...this..."

Ning Xiaotian chatted, causing Xiaoxian to snicker. She had been waiting for this moment for hundreds of years.

Gu Yuan and Immortal both stroked their beards and smiled. If Xiao Kong hadn't led the way, they probably wouldn't have gotten here so quickly. But luckily they arrived in time, and today's scene was just right for them.

It's time to end everything.

Mrs. Ning's consideration is not unreasonable.

"Damn it, who is Ning Kong among you? Who are you? What does it have to do with Ning Tao?"

Mingshi was angry at Xiaotian and Xiaokong.

"Rumble...Rumble..."

"Roar ah ah ah..."

Jiang Huang roared and formed a large formation to compete with the willow tree, but he knew that it was very difficult to defeat the Demon Lord.

At least it's not possible right now.

Seeing a few people chatting, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood and cursed angrily: "You two losers, what are you talking about? Quickly take action."

"If we delay it any longer, we will all die here..."

"Boom...boom boom..."

The willow tree is showing great power at this moment. The dozens of willow branches are like spears, which can be used to attack or defend. They are invulnerable to water and fire. Even if the divine sword is slashed at it, it will never be cut off.

Under the all-out attack, the formation was already in danger, and the immortal power in the body was being consumed rapidly.

Seeing this, Ming Shi and the two also reacted, gritted their teeth, and said ferociously: "Which of you is Ning Kong? What does it have to do with Ning Tao? As long as they are all arrested, I will have plenty of time to figure it out."

The aura is exuding, he is actually at the third level of the Immortal Emperor.

Jiang Zun, on the other hand, is much weaker. He only used secret methods to advance to the imperial level, and his foundation is not yet solid.

At this time, Immortal sneered when he saw this, and snorted: "You are really underestimated. A third-level junior dares to speak so brazenly, and the ignorant are fearless."

Just as he was about to teach him a lesson, he saw Ning Xiaokong take a step forward, straightening his body, and saying with his hands behind his back: "Leave him to me, this is the grudge between me and him, fate, he will be defeated by me."

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As he said that, he grabbed the void with one hand.

He saw a blade condensed from space being slowly pulled out. It seemed simple but could cut iron as well as clay.

Ming Shi's pupils shrank and his expression changed. What did he think of? He frowned and said, "Are you from the Holy Land of Time and Space? You have such high spatial attainments?"

"Are you Shi Changkong?"

As soon as the words came out, Ning Xiaokong was stunned, and then sneered: "You... don't deserve this name!"

With a "swipe" sound, it disappeared in place.

It's like the world has evaporated.

Seeing this, Ming Shi's face changed, and his expression became serious. This person was a powerful enemy. Although he was at the peak of the first level, in terms of threat, he was even higher than Ning Xiaotian.

Because he understands the power of space.

He gritted his teeth and disappeared at the same time.

Both of them disappeared, and everyone was not panicked. They could feel that their auras were still there. They must have entered the void to fight, a battle in space.

It is also a vanguard and an end to the grievances that have persisted for hundreds of years.

Are the traitors rampant?

Or will the orthodoxy of time and space clean up the remnants?

It won't be long before there is an answer!

At this time, Immortal set his sights on Jiang Zun again. With his seventh-level Immortal Emperor strength, this little guy really wasn't enough, but it was time to take action.

Gu Yuan had no worries at all.

There is no point in using the big to bully the small at this time.

However, Ning Xiaotian suddenly stood up and said, "Uncles, please give him to me."

When he raised his head, a vast golden light flashed past, and there was a strong murderous intention. This bastard had often humiliated his father in his ears over the years, and he would have killed him long ago if he had not taken the overall situation into consideration.

This guy really thought it was his own fault, but today, let this bastard pay the price.

His father cannot be insulted by anyone!

"But, your injury..." Immortal was stunned, hesitant, and wanted him not to force himself.

But Gu Yuan patted him on the shoulder, interrupted his dissuasion, gave Xiaotian a reassuring look, and then stepped out, a bottomless abyss rose up behind him, looking down at all living beings like an invincible god and demon.

Killing Jiang Huang and others in an instant.

The strength of the eighth level peak can sweep all the way.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaotian was moved for a moment, but Immortal was helpless. He could only sigh, and the golden patterns condensed into a knife, and then he joined the battle group to break the formation.

Today everyone in Da Ziwei... will die!

"Kill ah ah ah..."

Jiang Zun was originally frightened. He didn't expect those two monks to be so strong. But when he saw Ning Xiaotian taking away the two of them, he almost lost his joy.

The two seriously injured Immortal Emperors also wanted to compete with the monster of Big Ziwei, and they simply overestimated their capabilities.

"No matter what tricks you want to pull, you will be dead in a minute. Do you have any last words?"

Listening to this wild laughter, Ning Xiaotian just grinned lightly, surrounded by golden bodies, and finally condensed into a sword, and said calmly: "Don't worry, just one move, I will use this sword to kill you!"

"One...one move? What a shameless statement!"

Jiang Zun was so angry that he had a dark face. How dare you look down on him? Even the Emperor of Time didn't dare to say that.

Maybe Ning Xiaoxian will attack by surprise?

When he thought of this, he was wary in his heart, but he still rushed out with a little bit of tiptoe. The billowing immortal power exploded, and a majestic shadow of the emperor appeared behind him. He directly used his trump card, intending to make a quick victory.

"Holy Law, Emperor's Divine Fist!"

"Broken~"

The punch was so powerful that even the space was opened.

One could vaguely see two figures fighting fiercely inside, using space as the basis and using endless methods. The two were competing for their space skills.

"Boom...boom boom..."

But this scene passed by in a flash.

Under Ning Xiaotian's gaze, the punch had already hit her face. Ning Xiaoxian forgot to breathe, biting her red lips tightly, her heart was in her throat, tense.

But just when the punch was about to land, Ning Xiaotian suddenly raised his head, golden pupils appeared, and shouted in a low voice: "My true identity is... Ning Xiaotian!"

"Wha...what?"

Jiang Zun's pupils suddenly contracted.

However, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, his eyes blurred, and his mind went blank.

"Not good...it's over..."

"The soul is...confused!"

In just a second, everything returned to normal.

It is not difficult to find that this move is Ning Tao's natal eye skill. As his cultivation becomes stronger, he rarely uses it. It is only effective against those whose soul power is weaker than his own. The greater the gap between him and his, the more effective it will be.

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As soon as Jiang Zun came back to his senses, he felt a cold feeling in his heart and a stinging pain spread throughout his body.

Streams of blood overflowed.

But at some point, Ning Xiaokong was already in front of him, his golden eyes were cold, and the golden sword pierced his heart, and he said coldly: "I will do what I say!"
Chapter completed!