I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

Ning Tao, who returned, wanted to kill Ling Yao, Ling Ying, and even everyone in the line of Ning Wang Quan, not only for the family rules that the Ning family could not violate, but also to avenge Ning Zhao.

Ning Yu was caught in the middle, as the head of the family, it was impossible for him to suppress Ning Tao's family, let alone deal with Ling Yao, so he had no choice but to choose "retreat" and not smell foreign objects.

But Ling Yao is from the Ancient Dust Holy Land.

At that time, the Ancient Dust Holy Land was not weaker than the Ning family, and some people in the Holy Land wanted to use this to suppress the strength of the Ning family, so they fully supported Ling Yao, and even killed Ning Zhao's parents in the first conflict.

The specific process, Ning Lao did not dare to say.

It is only said that in the end, not only did Ning Zhao's parents die, but the powerhouses of that family were almost completely lost, leaving only Ning Tao and a few others, discouraged and cold, entering the ancestral tomb and not asking about the world.

Ning's Wang Quan family also suffered heavy losses, and Ling Wei died on the spot, and those who did not die also entered the ancestral mausoleum, and some people who were not qualified to enter the ancestral mausoleum were exiled.

Because of Ning Yu's inaction at that time, Ling Yao and Ning Yu had a conflict, and at that time, pregnant with Ning Xuan... When Ning Xuan was born, Ling Yao left Ning's family and returned to the Holy Land.

As for when Ning Yue was pregnant... No one knew, only sure that Ning Yue must be the daughter of Ning Yue and Ling Yao.

And because of the intervention of the Holy Land back then, the conflict almost ended unending... Under Ning Yu's order, Ning helped Ling Yao ascend to the throne of the Holy Lord.

The other powerhouses of the Ning clan did not want to help Ling Yao, but used this to vent their anger and kill the powerhouses of the Holy Land.

After that, no one dared to mention it again... Those who are not strong enough in the know have also mysteriously disappeared, and thus have become taboo.

If Ning Zhao hadn't returned alive, this matter would have been buried in the dust of history long ago.

However, the current Ning Zhao changed his name by himself, and Ning Wufeng.

It is because in his life, he lacks nothing, but lacks family affection, and the lack of family affection is owed to him by the Ning family, and after revenge, he will not lack anything in the true sense.

Knowing the truth before and after, Ning Xuan was also instantly stunned, no wonder Ning Yan asked him to help Ning Wang Power in the ancestral tomb before... No wonder Ning Yu didn't want to mention it, or even let him know.

"There is a feud with my mother..."

whispered, Ning Yue suddenly chuckled: "The principle of cutting grass and removing roots is still taught by my father, and now it seems that his old man is also living more and more back, brother, do you say this is the truth?" Ning

Xuan raised his hand to block the way: "Don't interfere first." Ning

Yue, who had already summoned immortal soldiers, paused in his steps.

After a long time, he nodded sullenly: "You are a brother, listen to you." Ning

Xuan looked outside again, his mind spun rapidly, this matter was very tricky.

Not only is it that huge luck, but also because the ancestor of Ning Wuque's family is still in the ancestral tomb, it is just that he does not interfere, once he intervenes, I am afraid that countless changes will occur.

How to deal with it, he needs to think carefully.

"Young Lord." A clear voice sounded.

The ripples spread, and a thin and tall figure emerged, the late Martial Saint stage.

The city lord of Ning's Divine City, Ning Wushuang, with a mysterious breath, has obviously touched the threshold of the peak of the Martial Saint, and maybe he can break through the peak in the next moment, at the latest, it will not exceed ten years.

Ning hesitated for a moment and ignored it.

If he remembers the genealogy correctly... Ning Wushuang also has an identity, Ning Zhao's uncle!

Ning Wushuang didn't care either, and only spoke: "Young Lord, the grudges of the past, I think you already know... He is also a member of my Ning clan, a person who has not been punished in the past, and now he is punished, but it is just a family rule that is late. Ning

was silent and returned his gaze to the outside.

Ning Wufeng's strength is not simple, even if Wu Zun makes a move, he is hit hard, that physique... Thanks to the talent of devouring the sky, even if it is Ning Xuan, he is far from being able to talk about the physique in the same realm!

Outside the formation.

Wu Zun, who was seriously injured, showed a terrifying killing intent in his eyes, and gritted his teeth to burn essence blood.

"Enough!" Ning Wang Quan finally walked out of the sacred mountain.

Although Na Wuzun was unwilling, he still retreated: "Young Master..."

Ning Wuquan smiled: "You finally came out."

"You, not my opponent."

At the end of the words, Ning Wang Quan showed a touch of indifference: "Many elders have passed away, let's stop here."

"Haven't fought, who knows?" Ning Wuque's fists slowly clenched.

Ning Wang Quan shook his head slightly and raised his finger to the sky: "You are insistent... In the past, I really owed you, and I will not kill you in this battle, so as to make up for the past.

"Boom..." Thunder

and electric light appeared in the sky, cloudy.

Ning Wuque ignored it, and suddenly laughed: "You know, you are so high, it's disgusting." "

My Ning Divine Clan was born different from the lower people, this is the blood of countless ancestors, derived from the bloodline, and innate dignity." Ning Wang Quan's movements paused slightly, and his voice was half solemn.

"Haha... Even so, let me see how you who have been honored for decades are different from me, a reckless untouchable! With what seemed to be a hearty laugh, Ning Wuque stepped on the air with both feet, and ejected it like a cannonball, as fast as electric light.

One punch, right in the middle of Ning royal power.

Fail?

No, Ning Wang Quan's hit body turned into crumbs, that was just an afterimage!

"As I said, you are not my enemy." Ning Forget's voice was indifferent again, he was higher in the sky.

Ning Wuquan instantly raised his head.

"Roar..." The two dragons transformed by spiritual power roared, and the speed was extremely fast.

There is no way to avoid it.

Ning Wuquan did not dodge, looking at the incoming dragon, but took the initiative to rush over.

With a "bang", the dragon transformed by spiritual power was actually repelled by him like a brute.

Then he took the initiative to approach another dragon and grabbed it with both hands... Behind him, a five-zhang phantom rose, and the phantom's hands just grabbed the dragon's head and tail.

Tear it fiercely and tear the spiritual power dragon to pieces.

There was another "bang", and the repulsed dragon had re-approached at some point, and its fangs were biting the phantom's shoulder.

"Are you so strong!" Ning Wuque shouted angrily.

The phantom clenched his fist in his right hand, and instantly hit the dragon's abdomen, shattering it with a punch.

Ning Wang Quan looked down silently with both eyes: "Admit defeat, otherwise, you will have no chance." "

Where his gaze is on Ning Wujie's shoulders... There, in the blood, the skin blooms.

The damage of the dragon's bite spread along the phantom to Ning Wuque's body.

But soon, everyone here looked frozen.

Where the wound is new, flesh is derived... In less than a breath, the wound healed completely.

Even if the Martial Saint Realm does not urge spiritual power blessings, I am afraid that it will not be able to compare with that recovery speed.

"Are you tickling me?" Ning Wuquan soared into the sky.

Ning Wang Quan was silent for a few moments, and then pressed down with both palms: "Red Thunder Tribulation!" "

Boom..." thunder

exploded.

The thunder that had already condensed in the sky turned into a silver snake and went downwards.

Ning Wuque grabbed his right hand downwards... Bursts of light spread, turning into a black stick and appearing in his hand.

The body of the stick is filled with dense, mysterious gilt patterns.

That is, the Shangpin Divine Weapon!

Ning Wuque raised his hand and smashed the black stick towards the sky.