Fairy Doctor

Chapter 2242
Chapter 2242
The so-called unfeeling is to cut off feelings and righteousness, and to kill children to prove the way. It turns out...the way that Ning Jincheng has been walking is this way.

"No, don't, father, I am your own son, you can't kiss me, you can't." Ning Yijian hissed and screamed: "You can't kill me, I am your son."

"If you don't kill you, how can the master cultivate the evil art of immortality, how can he achieve the Dao?" Yu Qiansheng sneered and said: "Recognize the facts clearly, this is the reality, Ning Yijian, when you are the temporary Patriarch, you should have thought of something this day."

"What did you say?" Ning Yijian hissed, "Did my father arrange for me to be the Patriarch?"

"That's right, if the master hadn't nodded in agreement, do you think that just because of your elder brothers, they can let you take the position of interim patriarch?" Yu Qianxing sneered: "Only you are in the position, and the others Only then will they harbor grudges and kill each other."

"All of this is the master's plan. Hehe, you are going to die today, so we want you to die in peace, and we cannot let you die in vain." Yu Qianxing shouted.

"Father, is this true? Is all this true?" Ning Yijian almost went crazy, he hissed: "No, you can't do this to me, I am your son, I am yours Your own flesh and blood, you can't do this to me."

"Which of these few is not my own flesh and blood?" Ning Jincheng stood up, he sighed, walked slowly to Ning Yijian's side and said, "Jian'er, your brothers, they all go Yes, they gave their lives for my practice."

"They are like this, so you are too." Ning Jincheng said: "So, if you die today, and only if you die, can I make up the number of seven sons to complete my sacrifice."

"Father, father, our ancestor, the Eight-armed King Ming, is just a legend. He is not real, and he never existed. The cultivation of our inner rivers and lakes depends on ourselves, not on this evil way." Ning Yijian Climbing forward in a hurry, he hugged Ning Yijian's leg with a unique arm, and cried out hissingly: "Those are fake, those are all fake."

"Father, I am your only son. If I die, you will be cut off." Ning Yijian cried, "Even if you want to sacrifice, my elder brothers are enough. You don't need me anymore. You really don't need me anymore, I beg you, please let me go..."

"Our Ning family has never needed someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death like you. Just now you said that for me, you can go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, but why did you change in the blink of an eye?" Ning Jincheng's face suddenly changed. Change, he shouted in a deep voice: "One's life is inherently mortal."

"People's death is no different, it depends on whether your death is worthless, Jian'er, I love you the most, so for the future of our Ning family, you should die." Ning Jincheng's face gradually faded. It became distorted: "As for the Ning family, your second and third brothers all have heirs. Without you, the Ning family's incense can still be passed on."

"No, don't, don't kill me..." Ning Yijian was terrified, because he believed that his ruthless father would do anything to achieve his goal.

Unfortunately, his screams didn't work. Ning Jincheng flicked his sleeve and slapped Ning Yijian on the head.

"Crack..." With a soft sound, Ning Yijian's eyes widened, his life was frozen, and he fell to the ground with regret. Perhaps he never thought that he would die at the hands of his biological father.

"It's over, everything is over." Ning Jincheng opened his arms, and he laughed loudly: "Immortal evil art, heaven and earth, I am the only one, I am the only one..."

"Hurry up, get ready for the ceremony. I want to get strength from King Eight-Armed Ming. At that time, I will be the next King Eight-Armed Ming. In this world, no one can match me." Ning Jincheng panted heavily, his His face flushed slightly.

He has now fallen into a state of madness. He has spent his whole life in creating seven sons, and now these seven sons are all destroyed in his hands. He is for today, for becoming the eight-armed king, Become the legendary man in the ancestral tree.

"Yes, master." Yu Qianxing nodded, and he dragged Ning Yijian's body away, and after a while, a large plate of bloody internal organs was brought up.

"Haha, I have made up the number of seven sons, I have made up enough." Ning Jincheng stepped forward, he shouted, opened his arms, and his true energy circulated crazily.

Ning Jincheng is the overlord in the inner rivers and lakes, so his strength is naturally very strong. Now that his true energy is fully circulating, it seems that there are winds whirling crazily around him.

Yu Qianxing took a step back, he hid far away, he was afraid that if he was not careful, the true energy on Ning Jincheng's body would affect himself, and this guy is a little crazy now, what if he treats himself as a sacrifice ?
A faint body light was emitted from the seven large plates, and at the same time, the statue of King Ming with the remaining arm lit up, and the eight arms of the statue turned at the same time, and the eight arms hugged Ning Jincheng like an octopus.

It was about to become a big success, Ning Jincheng was enjoying the power in it, he felt the power of the eight-armed Ming King pouring towards him continuously, and the whole room was filled with brilliance.

Yu Qianxing looked at everything in front of him in shock. At first he thought that the Eight-armed King Ming was just a legend, but he never thought that this legend would be true. It is wishful thinking to have enough seven sons to obtain the inheritance of the eight-armed King Ming.

But he didn't think that this is true, a person can really become so powerful in this way?

Yu Qianxing's eyes began to heat up a little, Ning Jincheng would be unstoppable in the future, so wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in the inner rivers and lakes in the future?
At the moment, he also became excited, and he felt that he made the right choice.

With a bang, the statue of King Ming exploded, and the brilliance in the room gradually disappeared, and Ning Jincheng's figure appeared in front of Yu Qianxing's eyes.

Staring blankly at Ning Jincheng in front of him, Yu Qianxing fell to his knees with a thud, and said in a trembling voice, "Congratulations, Master, you have received the inheritance of the Eight-Armed Ming King, and you have practiced the Immortal Kungfu..."

In the darkness, Ning Jincheng's face could not be seen clearly, but he had six arms impressively.

Except for his two normal arms, the other four arms were thin and long, which made Ning Jincheng look like a spider spirit now.

(End of this chapter)