I am the Creator of Mythology

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Yanning's plan was reached.

A "Huang Ting Jing" completely exposed the East without breaking it. However, there was also a little surprise that all of them, Jiu Lingzi and Qiu Xian'er, couldn't hold back and directly aroused Heavenly Tribulation.

Grouping to rob?

What a pit!

"Resolve the unbroken East first, and then look at the situation of Qiu Xian'er and others." When Yan Ning's thoughts moved, the man walked in the air and walked towards the unbroken East.

In the distance.

The unbroken East in a sergeant's black armor has opened his eyes.

Breakthrough!

Induced the Second World Tribulation?

This was something he hadn't thought of, and then he saw in the sky, a young boy in white flew towards him, the graceful immortal maid.

"Yan Ning?!" Dongfang is unbreakable and unwilling to believe. At this time, I also understood that all this is a trap, a trap that Yan Ning deliberately led him out.

And this trapped ‘method’ turned out to be lectures? !

Speaking of his epiphany, about his breakthrough? !

"The East is not broken, you can capture without a hand?" Yanning's voice sounded again.

This time, the sergeants including Dagan and Beiliang reacted, all looking at the army, a burly middle-aged man wearing black armor.

"It's Marshal Oriental!"

"..."

"hiss!"

The sergeant who stood around the East without breaking, immediately backed away involuntarily, but in a moment, a hollow circle with a diameter of 20 meters appeared in the field.

And it is in the center of the hollow circle that the East is not broken.

"Master!"

Disciples of the Temple of War shouted.

Then, a disciple jumped from the ground.

"Master, go first, the disciple will help you block..."

"Swoosh!"

A broken air sounded.

This disciple who wants to block Yan Ning has fallen into the pool of blood.

Around, immediately formed a circle.

Yan Ning's eyes did not stay on the disciple of the Temple of War, and continued to fly towards the east without breaking, but the momentum was already so low that the sergeants sat down one by one.

A volley!

A disciple of the God of War Temple in Shangpin Realm died!

"Master!"

There was another sound.

Zhan Dong, who has been forbearing, finally pulled out his long sword.

He was going to fight against Yanning, but the Zhanxi standing behind him was motionless, with a solemn look on his face, like a stone statue.

"It seems that the East's method of not breaking the disciples is very general." Yan Ning ignored Zhandong's challenge, because he knew someone would shoot.

"Boom!"

A long sword pierced Zhandong's heart from behind.

Zhandong looked back, looking at Zhanxi standing behind him.

"Why... why?" Zhan Dong didn't understand, or rather, he didn't want to understand, why this younger brother, who is usually called brother and brother, would give him a sword in the back.

"Brother, did you forget that you and I are orphans?" Zhan Xi's expression numb.

"Orphan...orphan..."

"It seems that Senior Brother has been doing really well these years. I don’t even know how I became an orphan, but I know... Although, I was only three years old that year, but I remembered what happened that day. Things, huh... For thirty years, I have never forgotten!" Zhan Xi's eyes were fixed on Zhan Dong.

"Guru Guru!" Zhan Dong's mouth was constantly overflowing with blood. He raised the long sword in one of his hands, and finally, slowly lowered it.

"when!"

The long sword fell to the ground.

His hands were covered with blood, and he grasped Zhanxi's shirt tightly, his lips trembling: "Senior brother...live well, don't let the disciples of the Temple of War...bleed...bleed..."

"thump!"

Zhan Dong fell to the ground.

Zhanxi held the long sword tightly and looked quietly at Zhandong. He neither raised the sword and shouted to let other disciples of the God of War obey the fate of the world, nor spoke a word, but stood like a stone sculpture.

However, all the disciples of the Temple of War were silent at this moment. No one drew his sword and no one spoke again.

far away.

The unbreakable fist of the East squeezed, and a deep voice continued to be heard in his mouth. Then, a thick purple thunder appeared on his body.

"Boom!"

The black armor worn on him was exploded.

Inside, the east in a black robe is unbroken, hair fluttered, and a long halberd is in his hand.

"Yan Ning, if I succeed in killing today, I will kill you!!!"

"Don't be naive, even if I don't do it, you will have at most a 10% chance to succeed, unless, you can get back this bead." Yan Ning stood in the air and turned a red spirit bead in his hand.

In an instant, the red spirit beads turned into a two-year-old doll.

"Daddy!" the doll yelled excitedly.

But the East is not broken, it is dull for a while, his face is blue and white, and the blood spirit beads "hatched" a doll? ! This doll is actually called Yanning called "Daddy"?

"Boom!"

In the dialogue between the two, the huge black robbery cloud has reached the top of the unbroken East.

"Answer my question, I can give you a way of life." Yan Ning did not immediately shoot, because, in the face of the Second World Tribulation, there is no possibility of escape without breaking the East.

"Hahaha, you beheaded the Immortal Envoy of the Wanxian League, you can't protect yourself, how can you give me a way?" The East smiled without breaking its anger, a generous expression of justice.

"So, as long as I let you go today, you don't need to be afraid that I will kill you again, don't you?" Yan Ning asked back.

"What do you want to know?" Dongfang did not break his head and looked at the black robbery cloud above his head. As his teeth clenched, he finally asked.

"I just want to know an answer, how did my father die?" Yan Ning touched the beads in front of him with his hand.

"Hahaha, your dad? Of course it was killed by the Beiliang Army, is there any doubt? Oh, I know... You want to know who framed your dad, right? Well, I can tell you It was Licha, the king of the tomb, who pretended to preach the imperial edict and told Beiliang about your father’s actions.

"Oriental Palace Master, when I am a three-year-old child?" Yan Ning's mouth flicked up, and immediately took up his long bow and took an arrow attached to Li Niang.

Although this arrow is not a spiritual treasure refined by Tianlei, its power is absolutely amazing.

"Yan Ning, do you come up against it?!"

"Humph!"

An arrow shot.

At the same time, a black thunder fell in the sky.

The unbreakable eyes of the East glared round in an instant, and no longer dared to have any delay, directly formed a thunder shield around the body with purple thunder.

"boom!"

The black lightning bolt collided with the purple lightning shield.

The two types of thunder are intertwined, just like each other.

But at this moment, an arrow came with a colorful glow, like a knife pierced in the back, blasting on the thunder hood.

"Click!"

The lightning shield shattered.

The black thunderbolt, with its unprecedented power, hit the unbreakable body of the East.

At the same time, a burst of red flames exploded above the arrows, along with the black lightning, which caused a powerful impact on the unbreakable East.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was directly ejected from the unbreakable mouth of the East.

And then, his body was lit by crimson flames and wrapped in black lightning, just like the double sky of thunder and fire, screaming constantly.

"Ah... Yan Ning, you have no words!!!"

"Ah!"

The screams were mixed with thunderfire.

Yanning looked at the East without breaking, and then turned his eyes to the back.

On a high platform in the distance.

Jiulingzi also ushered in the first sky thunder.

"Boom!"

The huge red robbery threw on Jiulingzi's body like a waterfall, dyeing Jiulingzi's body red, just like a blood man.

However, soon, the golden light emerged from the body of Jiu Lingzi and separated the red color of the body. The golden light in it was like a sword.

"Nine Lingzi's strength is still very strong. The first Sky Thunder did not hurt his roots. It seems that there is great hope for success." Yan Ning had a judgment.

And not far from Jiulingzi.

Qiu Xian'er's situation is not too far from Jiu Lingzi.

A black thunder fell.

In a flash, Qiu Xian'er was "engulfed", but soon, the blue glow of Qiu Xian'er's body flowed, stripping those black thunders little by little.

Actually strong?

This seems a little unexpected from Qiu Xian'er.

However, a happy look flashed quickly in Qiu Xian'er's eyes, because she seemed to understand a little, although the "water" in her body had not been completely purified, but there was no doubt about the progress of her strength.

"Qiu Xian'er has inherited and repaired several generations of Notre Dame's palace masters. Even if it has not been completely absorbed, the strength is not the same as before. The hope of success is at least 70%." Yan Ning There is judgment again.

Then he looked at the other.

That pink pink peach flower...

Compared with Qiu Xian'er and Jiu Lingzi, a peach blossom obviously suffers a lot.

He was crushed to the ground by a huge black sky thunder and could not stand up. His face was still pale, and he looked likely to be injured during the first sky thunder.

"Boom!"

Finally, the first thunder dispersed.

A peach blossom's mouth overflowed with a ray of blood, and the whole person fell to the ground, gasping continuously, looking like after three hundred rounds of battle, fragrant and sweaty.

"National Division!"

"Master!"

There were generals from the Liangliang Kingdom and the disciples of Guoshifu exclaimed.

Yan Ning also saw that Shen Fu's face also looked very nervous. Obviously, he was a bit worried about whether a peach blossom could successfully survive.

"If there is no treasure on a peach flower, it's estimated to be cold..." Yanning shook his head, and he rescued wisteria on Fangcun Mountain, which was pure luck.

Want to save a peach blossom?

too difficult!

Look at Xiao Qian and Niu Doudou...

Under the two groups of red thunder, no matter Xiaoqian or Niu Doudou, they all showed their own toughness. The first demon clan's thunder, did not hurt the two at all.

"Even if Niu Doudou is strong, is Xiao Qian actually so strong?" Yan Ning saw Xiao Qian for the first time after practicing "Peacock Daming King".

Sure enough, it was a reborn!

It is completely different from the previous Xiao Qian.

"Yan Ning, I have told you everything I know, why don't you let me go?" At this moment, the sound of the unbreakable East came from my ear.

"What did you tell me?" Yanning looked back to the east unbroken.

"Naturally is the real murderer who killed your father, it is the King Lingcha!"

"The East is not broken, it seems that you really don't want to live." Yan Ning once again took up his longbow and easily took an arrow, and the five-colored glow of the arrow rose.

"..." Dongfang's unbroken body shivered, looking at the arrow of blooming Xiaguang, and his eyes were filled with a desperation: "It is Li Wuwei, the big prince Li Wuwei!!!"

"Li Wuwei? But the information I know is you, you killed my father!" Yan Ning's eyes narrowed, and his indifference was high in his eyes.

"Yes, it was my hands, but Li Wuwei asked me to do it, it was him who framed me!"

"The God of War Temple does not participate in the dynasty, and there is the support of Wanxian League behind him. As the host of Wu Leizong, monarch Li Wuwei... I am afraid that it will not threaten you?" Yan Ning's mouth raised.

"Yes... that's right, he really can't threaten me, he asked me... he designed with Princess Gui Yang... let me win, and then, begged me again!"

"Be more specific."

"The cause of the incident was the crown prince, Li Wuwei couldn't control the crown prince, because the crown prince received the support of more than half of the ministers of the DPRK, and the foreign ministers like your father holding the heavy soldiers followed with determination, and they were connected internally and externally. He has completely lost his grasp, so Li Wuwei had a murderous heart on the prince and ordered people to secretly poison."

"Go on."

"Prince died, but Yan Xiaotian knew about it, because when the prince died, Yan Xiaotian once led the Zhenbei Railway Cavalry to the city and forcibly opened the coffin to verify the cause of the prince's death. Although, Yan Xiaotian There was no sign of rebellion afterwards, but this incident left Li Wuwei like a stubborn throat, so he let Yang Guifei seduce me and let me get rid of Yan Xiaotian."

"Oh, my dad is just a high-grade, why should you do it for UU reading www.uukanshu.com?" Yan Ning didn't believe it.

"No, you are wrong, your father is not a top grade realm! It is the pinnacle of congenital realm. Your dad always hides his strength from the outside world. However, when he was encircling Kyoto, he was still exposed. At that time, there were eight congenital realms in the city of Kyoto. The masters sat in it, including the last governor of Yulongwei. As a result, eight congenital masters, when they were surrounded by Yan Xiaotian, were defeated by Yan Xiaotian alone, and eight congenital realms... none of them survived!"

"My dad is the pinnacle of superb quality?" Yan Ning's eyes narrowed, and then he thought of various treasures in the treasure trove in Zhenbei Houfu, among which there were treasures made of demon king's fur. He seemed a little clear.

"Actually, your dad didn't die in my hand, he died in the Heavenly Tribulation..." Dongfang Dongyan looked at Yan Ning's eyes and gritted his teeth again.

"Dead in Heaven Tribulation?" Yan Ning's eyes narrowed again.

"Yes, in fact, after your father returned to Beichuan, he no longer served the imperial edict. When he left Beijing, he only said one thing, guarding the border of Beichuan, and the affairs of North Korea and China have nothing to do with him. I can’t move him!"

"Then why would he go to Beiliang, and why would he be ambushed?"