Chapter 641

Now, people in No. 9 cemetery have realized the amazing value of ningchen.

A divine creation!

Therefore, this news will definitely make the strong one to three days crazy, all want to take off Ning Chen's head, in exchange for God.

However, one to three days will definitely at all costs to block the news related to ningchen, so that the law enforcement officials of Jiutian think that ningchen is still in the world of yichongtian.

In this way, the nine day law enforcers will not come, and the four, five, and six heaven practitioners will not contend with them.

Killing ningchen in exchange for chengshencaihua, this amazing reward must belong to their one to three Heaven.

As for who can get it in the end, it depends on the ability, even if it is apportioned.

How powerful is Ning Chen's mind.

Although he was fighting with the guardian of No. 9 cemetery just now, Mo Wuyou and others talked to each other. He did not miss a word.

"I didn't expect that the God of jiutianzu paid such a high price to kill himself?"

"Do they already have doubts about Tao Yi Zu God?"

Ning Chen thought secretly in his heart. After all, at that time, the law enforcers who used the hand of his mother Chi Yao to seal heaven and exterminate Jiutian had flaws. In addition, with the name Ning Chen, they would have some association.

Therefore, the meaning of jiutianzu God should be that no matter whether ningchen is the ancestor god of Qinglian, he would rather kill it than let it go. Therefore, he promised such a shocking reward.

"Oh, these ancestral gods have taken great pains to kill me."

"However, one or three days to block the news, want to exclusive reward, that is the best, but it is very beneficial to me!"

Ning dust in an instant, mind such as electricity, think a lot.

At this time, he found that he had been Mo Wuyou and others, surrounded, one by one, covetous to him.

Now, compared with Ning Chen's head, what is the fragment of death law and the law of death is nothing.

You know, it's God's creation!!

Mo Wuyou, Zhu Qingyan and others have not recovered their excitement.

Nine born spirit, divided into four levels, spirit, heaven, immortal, God!!

They're just heaven class right now.

If you want to be an immortal, you have no hope to be immortal.

But now, the God of the nine heavenly ancestors directly gives this creation, that is, directly skipping the level of immortality and going straight to the divine realm!

Think about it, can you not be excited, can not be crazy?

"Let's go first and kill Ning Chen."

"Then, it depends on who can take the other's head?"

I wish Qingyan said.

Now, the fragments of the law of death and the purpose of the law of death have been left aside for the time being. Killing ningchen is the most important thing.

"Well, that's settled."

They all nodded to show their full agreement.

Ning Chen stood there, calmly looking at these people.

They even regard themselves as booty, thinking about how to compete for distribution?

Ning Chen sneered and then said, "what you should think about is not how to fight for my head, but how to think about how to keep your own head."

But ningchen's words, but attracted Mo Wuyou, Zhu Qingyan and other people's ridicule.

"Ning Chen, how dare you be so arrogant

"I don't know where you're going to be!"

They looked at the blood stained Ning dust, cold tunnel.

"Am I hurt?"

"Why don't I know?"

"Oh, you mean the blood on me, it's the blood of No. 9 guard. I hit him with a fist, but I didn't expect that he was a bloody body."

"So, it was splashed all over!"

Ning dust light a smile way.

He said the truth. He had a fight with the guardian of cemetery No. 9 just now.

Finally, the other party turned into a sea of blood, to swallow Ning dust.

As a result, it was steamed dry by ningchen Shengsheng.

But some of the blood is still on the body.

Between the words, Ning Chen has taken the initiative to kill the public.

He held the dust sword in his hand, and developed into a strong sword technique. The terrible atmosphere enveloped cemetery No. 9.

All the people, feel a breath of suffocation!!

Such as the terror of Ning dust, where there is a trace of injured appearance?

Mo Wuyou, Zhu Qingyan, er chongtian, the strong person of the second day, were pale.

Unexpectedly, they were all cheated.

Rather than being injured, Ning Chen is still in the peak state.

"Even so, we can still kill you together."

The crowd drank.

Around ningchen, there are almost two to three generations of young people, the top of a group of strong people.

At this time, they hold a powerful magic weapon in their hands. They do not keep it, and kill them with all their strength.

Cemetery 9, another big war is on.

But at this time, Ning Chen said with a smile: "in fact, you know nothing about death!"Ning dust suddenly came, a word that was not clear, everyone was puzzled.

"Ningchen, it's useless for you to say anything now. Let's die!"

All join hands to attack, Ning dust seems to be in absolute inferiority.

But unconsciously, the battlefield moved to the altar, next to the dark sarcophagus.

"At this time, if Tianyou is here, you can kill them in seconds!"

Seeing the dark Sarcophagus, Ning Chen thought of Tianyou.

Tianyou was injured by the regurgitation and recuperated in seclusion, but failed to follow.

But.

Even if there was no you, it would be easy for ningchen to kill them. As he said, these people really knew nothing about death.

"Ningchen, you have been forced to the end of the road, do not have to struggle."

"If you cut me apart, I can take revenge and use you to get a reward. It's killing two birds with one stone."

Mo Wuyou, they sneered.

"Besides, if you dare to kill my brother, I will take your head as a memorial ceremony."

Zhu Qingyan also roared.

All the people, looking at Ning Chen's eyes, just like looking at a helpless beast, at this time is just doing the dying struggle.

But at this time, Ning Chen blows out a fist and directly blows up the altar of No. 9 cemetery.

Hum!

The ninth fragment of the law of death emerges and becomes a dark Rune floating in the air.

Ning Chen waved and sprinkled pieces of the law of death from the first to the eighth.

The nine pieces of the law of death echo with each other, and finally interweave and merge into one. They are undergoing amazing changes.

"This, what is this?"

Mo Wuyou, Zhu Qingyan heart suddenly, feel bad.

Because the nine pieces of the law of death, they did not know before, but now appear in Ning Chen's hands, they feel strongly uneasy.

"Nothing. You know nothing about death."

Ning Chen spoke lightly.

As he spoke, he held out his hand. The nine pieces of the law of death were intertwined, and turned into a dark long knife, which exuded an extremely sinister breath.

It's like the sickle of death!

"Is this, this is the legendary blade of death?"

Among them, an old man shudders to open a way.

"Right answer, but no prize!"

Ning Chen smiles and cuts it out with a knife.

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