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

Ning Tao, who returned, wanted to kill Ling Yao, Ling Xun, and even everyone in Ning Wangquan's line, not only for the family rules that the Ning family could not violate, but also for Ning Zhao's revenge.

Ning Sha was caught in the middle of a dilemma. As the head of the family, it was impossible for him to suppress Ning Tao's family, let alone deal with Ling Yao.

But Ling Yao came from the Holy Land of Ancient Chen.

At that time, the Guchen Holy Land was no 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 supported Ling Yao with all their strength, and even killed Ning Zhao's parents in the first conflict.

Ning Lao dare not say the specific process.

Suffice it to say, in the end not only Ning Zhao's parents died, but also almost all the strong men of that line were lost, leaving only a few people such as Ning Tao, who entered the ancestral mausoleum disheartened, not caring about world affairs.

Ning Wangquan's family also suffered heavy losses, and Ling Xun died on the spot because of this. Those who survived were also entered into the ancestral mausoleum, and some people who were not eligible to enter the ancestral mausoleum were exiled.

Because of Ning Sha's inaction at the time, Ling Yao and Ning Sha had conflicts, and at that time, she was pregnant with Ning You... After Ning You was born, Ling Yao left the Ning family and returned to the Holy Land.

As for when Ning Yue was conceived... No one knows, only that Ning Yue must be the daughter of Ning Sha and Ling Yao.

And because of the intervention of the Holy Land back then, the conflict almost failed to end... Under Ning Sha's order, Ning helped Ling Yao ascend to the position of Holy Master.

The other strong men in the Ning family didn't want to help Ling Yao, but used this to vent their anger and kill the strong men in the Holy Land.

After that, no one dared to mention it again... those who knew about it with insufficient strength also mysteriously disappeared, and thus became a taboo.

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

But now Ning Zhao changed his name to Ning Wuque.

It's because, in his whole life, he lacked nothing but family affection, and the lack of family affection was owed to him by the Ning family. After revenge, he lacked nothing in the true sense.

Knowing the truth before and after, Ning You also suddenly realized, no wonder Ning Shang asked him to help King Ning in the Zu Ling before... No wonder Ning Sha didn't want to mention this matter, and didn't even want him to know.

"I have a grudge against my mother..."

After whispering, Ning Yue suddenly chuckled: "Father taught me the principle of cutting weeds and roots. Now it seems that the old man is getting better and better. Brother, do you think this is the reason?"

Ning You raised her hand to block the way: "Don't interfere yet."

Ning Yue, who had already recruited the immortal soldiers, paused.

It took a long time before he nodded sullenly: "You are the elder brother, I listen to you."

Ning You looked outside again, her mind spinning rapidly, this matter is very tricky.

Not only because of the huge luck, but also because the ancestors of Ning Wuque's family are still in the ancestral tomb, so it's fine if he doesn't intervene. Once he intervenes, countless accidents may happen.

He needs to think carefully about how to deal with it.

"Young Master." A clear voice sounded.

The ripples spread, and a tall and thin figure emerged, in the late stage of Wusheng.

The city lord of Ning's Divine City, Ning Wushuang, has a mysterious aura. He has clearly touched the threshold of the peak of Martial Saints. Maybe he will break through the peak in the next moment, and at the latest, it will not exceed ten years.

Ning You hesitated for a while and ignored it.

If he remembers the genealogy correctly... Ning Wushuang also has another identity, Ning Zhao's uncle!
Ning Wushuang didn't care, and just said: "Young master, you already know about the grievances and grievances in the past... He is also a member of my Ning family. People who have not been punished in the past are punished now. It is just a clan rule for being late."

Ning You said nothing, and turned his gaze outside again.

Ning Wuque's strength is not simple, even if Wu Zun took the shot, he was severely injured, that physique... Thanks to the talent of gluttony, even Ning You, Tongjing is far behind in terms of physique!

Outside the array.

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

"Enough!" Ning Wangquan finally walked out of the mountain.

Although Wu Zun was unwilling, he still retreated: "Master..."

Ning Wuque smiled: "You finally came out."

"You are not my opponent."

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

"I haven't fought before, who knows?" Ning Wuque slowly clenched his fists.

Ning Wangquan shook his head slightly, and raised his finger to the sky: "Since you insist... In the past, I owed you indeed. In this battle, I will not kill you, so I can make up for it."

"Rumble..."

Thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, and the clouds were dense.

Ning Wuque ignored it, and suddenly sneered: "You know, it's disgusting that you are so superior."

"I, the God Clan of the Ning clan, was born different from the common people. This is the blood of countless ancestors. It comes from the blood and is inherently noble." Ning Wangquan paused slightly, and his voice was half solemn.

"Haha... Now that's the case, let me see how different you, who have been honored for decades, are different from me, a lowly bastard who grew up recklessly!" With a seemingly hearty laugh, Ning Wuque stomped on the air with both feet, and shot out like cannonballs, with a speed as fast as lightning.

With one punch, King Ning was right in the middle.

defeat?
No, Ning Wangquan's hit body turned into debris, it was just an afterimage!
"I said, you are not my enemy." Ning Wangji's voice was indifferent again, he was in a higher sky.

Ning Wuque raised his head instantly.

"Roar..." Two flood dragons transformed from spiritual power roared towards them, their speed extremely fast.

There is nothing to avoid.

Ning Wuque didn't dodge either, seeing the attacking dragon, he rushed over instead.

With a sound of "bang", the flood dragon transformed by spiritual power was shocked back by him like a bull.

Then he took the initiative to approach another dragon, grabbing it suddenly with both hands... Behind him, a phantom of five feet rose up, and the phantom's hands just caught the head and tail of the dragon.

With a fierce tear, the Lingli Flood Dragon was torn into pieces.

There was another "bang", and the flooded dragon, which was shaken back, approached again at some point, its fangs biting Phantom's shoulder firmly.

"You only have that little strength!" Ning Wuque shouted angrily.

Xuying clenched his fist with his right hand, and instantly hit Jiaolong's abdomen, smashing it to pieces.

Ning Wangquan looked down silently: "Admit defeat, otherwise, you will have no chance."

What he was looking at was Ning Wuque's shoulder...there was bleeding and his skin was torn apart.

The damage from the dragon's bite was transmitted to Ning Wuque's body along the phantom.

But soon, the expressions of everyone here were all concentrated.

New flesh grows from the wound... In just one breath, the wound is completely healed.

Even in the Martial Saint Realm, if you don't activate the spiritual power blessing, I'm afraid it won't be able to compare with that recovery speed.

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

Ning Wangquan was silent for a while, and then pressed his palms down: "Red Thunder Tribulation!"

"Rumble..."

Thunder exploded.

The thunder that had already condensed all over the sky turned into silver snakes and moved downwards overwhelmingly.

Ning Wuque grabbed it downward with his right hand...bursts of light spread, turning into a black stick and appearing in his hand.

The body of the stick is covered with dense gilt patterns that reveal mysterious meaning.

That is, a high-grade divine weapon!
Ning Wuque raised his hand and threw the black stick towards the sky.