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Chapter 189 The subconscious of the ancestors of the Wumeng (Chapter 1)(2/3)

"The one next to it is Li Xuanyu and Qi Lingtian. Oh my god, they are all masters on the genius list!"

"how so?"

"A big event is definitely a big event. The Vajra God Palm fights against Mr. Haoyue without any disadvantage!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

There is no doubt that if this incident spreads, it will inevitably shake the entire Yunxiao City again.

They are all witnesses to this incident!

Time is slow.

After half an hour.

Everyone who was healing had already stood up one after another.

Ning Chuan was the first to suppress his injuries.

His [Tathagata Nirvana Sutra] is a unique example in healing Nirvana. Once it is activated, the true energy will continue to flow, and no matter how severe the injury is, it will quickly have miraculous effects.

Ning Chuan stood up and looked at Zhang Wanxiao, secretly surprised.

This man is simply a freak!

It was already amazing that he recovered so quickly, and his recovery was even dissatisfied with it, almost equivalent to himself!

now!

Several elders of the Martial Alliance also stood up.

The elder's hand had a move, and the giant bird in the sky landed down again.

"Everyone, let's go back now!"

The elder's complicated teachings.

Everyone nodded and landed on the back of the giant bird again.

The body of the ancestor of the Wu League was still closely following Ning Chuan, and sat cross-legged on the back of the giant bird with him.

The giant bird swayed its wide wings, flew sand and stones, soared upwards, and continued to rush towards the headquarters of the Wu League.

Only the chaotic top of the mountain was left, dozens of children from the world, with their faces shaking, and their minds roaring as the giant bird disappeared in the distance.

On the back of a giant bird.

Qi Lingtian, Li Xuanyu, Su Hai and other experts on the genius list all looked at Ning Chuan with complicated expressions.

Especially Qi Lingtian, he seemed unwilling to accept it, but what happened just now also broke his last trace of obsession.

In the three major countries, in addition to Zhang Wanxiao, another monster pressed on his head.

From then on, he can only be the third one!

Ning Chuan looked at everyone's eyes, feeling funny, and shook his head secretly.

If these guys knew that they only had the power of that blow just now, they might have to challenge them again.

"Nineteen shots of ghosts and gods..."

Ning Chuan suddenly thought.

Now it seems that the momentum and power superimposed by this unique skill can last about one and a half days, and it will begin to dissipate after more than one and a half days.

Therefore, it is superimposed every two days, so that it will always maintain its peak combat power?

But he quickly frowned again.

If you want to superimpose the Nineteenth Beat of Ghosts and Gods, you must slap each palm on the person to superimpose it.

But who should he go and take pictures?

Most people can't even bear a palm.

"Why would you find a bunch of bandits to pat them?"

Ningchuan thought.

But if you shoot once every two days, how many bandits will have to be enough for him to kill?

Ning Chuan shook his head gently, feeling helpless.

Suddenly, he looked at the ancestor of the Wu League on one side, his heart beat rapidly, and he slowly stretched out his palm and touched the ancestor's shoulder.

The ancestor of the Wu League opened his eyes instantly, and his empty eyes fell on Ning Chuan. Ning Chuan's hair stood tall and his goosebumps appeared.

But his palm still fell gently.

【bite!】

【Random paste strength value *980】!

Ning Chuan couldn't help but thrust his eyelids, his palm shrank back like lightning, and smiled embarrassedly at the ancestor of the Wumeng, but a huge wave of shock came from his heart.

980 o'clock!

This is even more terrifying than Jin Lingxiao!

He is worthy of being the first wave of people who tried the crabs back then!

But what happened to him?

Why did it suddenly end like this?

Ning Chuan felt countless questions surging in his heart.

In addition to what Jinlangke told him before, he vaguely felt like he had an invisible big hand covering all cultivators and warriors, with an unknown future...

Two hours later.

Huge birds passed by the sky, and with a majestic shadow, finally slowly descended into the headquarters of the Wu League.

As soon as the arrival of the Ministry of Martial Arts, a wave of old men quickly came over.

They immediately invited Ningchuan and the ancestor of the Wu Alliance to the depths of the [Ministry of Martial Arts].

As for the remaining experts on the genius list, they were all invited to rest in other places.

As soon as they entered the [Martial Arts Department], a group of old men were extremely excited and hurriedly bowed to the body of the ancestor of the Wu League, kowtowed respectfully, and said various words.

Unfortunately, facing their bowing, the ancestor of the Wu Alliance looked unpredictable, his eyes were empty and expressionless, as if he had not seen it.

Such a scene made these old men unable to think clearly even if they wanted to.

They immediately arrested Ningchuan and began to ask all kinds of questions.

"Boy, what's going on? What happened to the ancestor?"

"Why did the ancestor Nangong follow you? Did you make any moves?"

"Boy, tell us everything you know!"



Ning Chuan was overwhelmed and quickly spoke, "Seniors, I don't know what's going on? You ask me, I don't understand either!"

"Okay, don't bother Ning Chuan. The return of the ancestor is an unsolved mystery. As a junior, Young Master Ning cannot know. We need to study it a little bit!"

Suddenly, an old man spoke.

He is the deputy peak leader of the Ministry of Martial Arts. His status is second only to Yang Xiong. His strength is equivalent to that of Yang Xiong. His name is Li Changsheng. His hair is gray and his cheeks are thin.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a group of old men immediately kept silent and stopped asking more questions.

Ning Chuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master Ning, I heard that you have practiced the [Tathagata Nirvana Art], right? This ancestor Nangong also studied the [Tathagata Nirvana Art] back then. I suspect that it may be the reason for the exercises. Why don't you use the [Tathagata Nirvana Art] with all your strength and let us see!"

Old man Li said.

"good!"

"rational!"

The other old men also nodded, their eyes brightly, and looked at Ning Chuan.

Ning Chuan had no choice but to use his full strength to activate the [Tathagata Nirvana Art] in his body.

boom!

His body began to emit golden light, vast and mysterious, like a golden sun rising inside his body, illuminating the entire room.

However, if he lets him operate the [Tathagata Nirvana Art], the ancestor of the Martial Alliance next to him never had any sense, his eyes were empty and motionless.

This scene made the old men frown tightly again.

In fact, only Ning Chuan knows what's going on!

It must be because of the martial arts on the stone tablet.

But he can't say it easily!

This matter involves a huge problem. Who knows what problems will occur?
To be continued...
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