Chapter 796： The strongest in the eighth heaven is you

In an instant, Song Ning stood in front of the Eighth Chongtian monk, most of them were fairyland monks. As for those spiritual realm monks, although there were a lot of them, they dared not appear in front of Song Ning at this moment.

Song Ning's eyes swept. In front of him, there were a total of ten true immortals, three golden immortals, and another one, Xian Li.

"Song Ning, the war is over, and the monks who are present in the eighth chongtian are all those who did not step into the enchantment at that time. Now you come to the eighth chongtian.

"Go back and talk to me when the real body is here!" Song Ning shook his hand, and his body was a punch towards Xianli. When the punch fell, Xianli's body turned into a vortex. Somewhere tens of thousands of miles away, an old man who was shutting down at the bottom of the lake shuddered with a spit of blood, and his eyes were horrified: "Song Ning, you dare to destroy the old man's Xianli body!"

However, at this moment, Song Ning didn't care at all. His attack was extremely rapid. In the eyes of many fairyland monks around him, Song Ning was already furious at this time, otherwise it would not be possible for them to cultivate their eighth heavy heaven as the highest person's fairy power. The body dared to destroy.

In front of Song Ning, Heavenly Daozi shivered. When he clenched his fist, his voice shivered: "Song Daoyou, I don't know what is going to happen to my eighth heaven, what's the matter?"

"When I was away, the Orchid Continent was tossed by the monks here. I came to see today, how are you doing here." Song Ning said, quickly took off, and stood directly at the eighth The extreme of heaven is the seventh heaven.

Seventh-day monks moved and looked at Song Ning in surprise, but at this time they just looked at it and did not do anything.

Song Ning's bird's eye view of the eighth heaven, the ground of the eighth heaven is cloud and mist, not the thick soil like the ninth heaven, and the buildings built on the eighth heaven are all above the cloud and mist The above is like a fairyland. It is no wonder that the monks of the eighth heaven are higher than the ninth heaven.

After observing, he found that the topography of the eighth chongtian is very similar to the ninth chongtian. At first glance, it has a familiar feeling. The whole world is also in the shape of gossip, but it is the same as the ninth chongtian. There are some shortcomings.

"It seems that the eighth chongtian has not suffered any damage, but the ninth chongtian is already broken." Song Ning narrowed his eyes with a sneer, raised his hand, and pointed to one of them: "There, there are thousands of miles of land, I want it! "

The monks who came here were frightened, but they had n’t waited to speak, only heard an angry cry from the sky: "Song Ning, you are going to be mad, but you just entered the fairyland first, and even dare to take the old man ’s Xianli collapsed, I think you ate the bear heart leopard gall! "

Song Ning frowned, and saw a figure coming from a distance. This fairy power fluctuated. Even Song Ning felt a heart tremor.

Three turn golden fairy?

Song Ning's heart sank, but did not expect that the Xian Li Ning who he had just defeated turned out to be a three-turn golden fairy, and at this time, it seemed that the three-turn golden fairy should be the strongest monk in the eighth heavy heaven.

Song Ning clenched her fists and mobilized almost all the fairy power in her body. Xian Li focused on the fists. Song Ning's fists turned into palms and slammed out.

Fairy, crack the ground!

Under the pressure of this palm, he went straight to the three-turn golden fairy. The three-turn golden fairy had just been crushed by Xian Li's body. It was just because of a minor injury. Now he is forced to go out, and the fairy power in the body is unstable. The fall of Shang Songning made him unable to take precautions. Even though he resisted immediately, he still felt a strong crisis.

In the sky, the clouds tremble.

Song Ning's palm was overwhelming, and the destructive force directly hit the fairy power of the three-turn golden fairy. The two fairy forces collided. The collision of power broke out and the fire cloud was hot. Many monks beside Song Ning Xianli protects the body, everyone is in danger, they are full of flames in their eyes, at the moment it looks like a doomsday scene.

Even though the three-turn Jinxian resisted Song Ning's blow, he suffered a tremor and panic.

This Song Ning is so powerful, a handy fairy can actually hurt me? !

The three-turn Jinxian looked at Song Ning in amazement. At this time, he no longer had the previous momentum. Many monks standing next to Song Ning also moved. Song Ning's such a disagreement made a big move, which really made them. Afraid.

"Song Ning, what do you want to do!" Said Jin Xian in three turns.

"What I want to do is not something you are qualified to ask. From today, any place in this eighth heaven can be arbitrarily lived by monks of the ninth heaven. Here, it is included in the ninth heaven!" Song Ning coldly watched the three-turn golden fairy: "You, stay where you can, stay away if you can't, I don't mind killing one more golden fairy."

The three-turn Jinxian's heart shivered. Song Ning just seemed to be able to traumatize him with just a random blow. If it really happened, how many cards did Song Ning have?

At this time, Song Ningming was bullying the three-turn golden fairy, but even the strongest three-turn golden fairy, he didn't dare to deal with Song Ning, but instead gave people a feeling of daring not to speak out. .

"Welcome Song Daoyou!" Tian Daozi saw it and hurriedly arched his hand.

The Eighth Chongtian monks also reacted at this moment, bowing to Song Ning: "Song Daoyou said that the eighth chongtian is now handed over to the ninth chongtian to manage, the previous war has nothing to do with us, Please also ask Song Daoyou to read on the face of all beings, do n’t be angry, lest the eighth heavy innate spirit be painted. "

When Song Ning heard this, his face was cold: "The souls are charcoal? Ha ha, the ninth heaven now has fewer than one million monks. The war broke out in the ninth heaven. Whether it is a fairyland monk or a spiritland monk, all those who can't escape , All of them were killed, and now you even say to me, "Let no souls be charcoaled?" "

Song Ning's words fell in the ears of the eighth celebrity monks, giving people a great sense of crisis. At this time, they could only bow down and not speak. Once they said something wrong, they might fear that this **** of killing would explode soon. Too.

"Your strongest is this three-turn golden fairy?" Song Ning squinted at the three-turn golden fairy standing below in the air, not up and down, but dared not move.

The emperor Xianwu hidden in the crowd hurried out, expressing great respect: "Master, our strongest here is you."

Immortal Emperor Xianwu came out, and all the monks around admired it. I thought that the first Immortal Emperor Wu was really a dragon and a phoenix in the world, and he was unparalleled in the world. He could think of such a good word to fuse Song Ning. Retreat is not just about luck, this is a first-rate kart.

The three-turn Jinxian can't understand the details of Song Ning now, and it's not the peak state. Seeing the second-turn Jinxian and Xianwu Emperor are so compliment to Song Ning at the moment, he can only swallow his breath.

【Author's Digression】: 4/5