But this time, flames swept across the world, and the throne of God was unmatched!

This is the ultimate goal that Ning Tian wants to achieve!

The boxing martial arts deduction is over!

Dao dharma body dissipated!

"Finally successful!"

Ning Tian heaved a sigh of relief, the previous boxing techniques were either domineering or divine flame.

can never be combined.

Fortunately, with his unremitting efforts, he finally realized that he was able to combine the two together.

"call"

Ning Tian breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed, stretched his waist, and slowly stood up from the ground.

Then, I saw a group of people from the Heavenly Demon Sect around.

He looked at the mess around him again.

Ning Tian stroked his chin, thoughtfully, "Well, I couldn't have done this again, could I?"

""

Everyone is silent, what do you say?

"How is it?"

At this time, the fragrant wind hit, and Luo Wuqing's cold voice rang in his ears.

"It's okay, I always feel that I haven't deduced enough." Ning Tian scratched his head and laughed.

Hearing this, all the disciples and elders were frightened.

The elder Taishang even cried from the side, "Patriarch, don't deduce it, you can continue, otherwise, our Heavenly Demon Sect will be completely rebuilt!"

"cough cough"

Ning Tian coughed dryly.

At this time, the sound of the system sounded.

You shocked everyone in the Heavenly Demon Cult, and rewarded you with a fairy weapon, Meteor Gloves!

Meteor Glove: After wearing it, it can be invisible in the hand, almost as if it is not worn!

"Immortal Artifact Gauntlet!?"

A gleam flashed in Ning Tian's eyes, and he said inwardly, "Wear Meteor Gloves!"

The Meteor Fist has been worn!

The next moment, Ning Tian felt that the strength in his hand had increased a lot!

"Or, am I punching?"

Ning Tian chuckled.

"what?"

"no, do not want"

"Patriarch, don't want it!"

The elder Taishang and the others panicked, wanting to cry but no tears.

However, it was still a step slow.

boom!

One punch!

Domineering Wushuang brought the divine flame's boxing technique, combined with the terrifying power of the Meteor Glove, and blasted out!

next moment.

The tallest mountain of the Tianmo Sect collapsed suddenly.

Heavenly Demon Sect everyone: ""

Come on.

This is just great.

The Tianmo Cult can be rebuilt.

As expected of a patriarch, he really is a demolition maniac!

Within a few days.

The Tianmo Sect is carrying out a major project, that is, "rebuild the Tianmo Sect!"

And all of this is thanks to the legendary patriarch who loves and hates.

The movements of the Tianmo Sect also attracted the attention of many forces.

When these forces saw that half of the Heavenly Demon Sect was almost destroyed, they were shocked!

Who the hell is this, who made a move on the Heavenly Demon Cult?

Soon, the news spread that a mysterious force had appeared in this Heavenly Spiritual Realm and that they were attacking the Heavenly Demon Sect.

In an instant, many forces in Tianlingyu were boiling.

They were curious about that power, so awesome.

However, what they don't know is that all of this is just the demolition of a certain ancestor's house.

Moonlight Cliff.

Ning Tian is leading a group of disciples to practice.

In order to make up for the loss caused by the demolition of the house, he can only make meritorious deeds!

And this behavior is to lead disciples to practice.

because.

Almost all the elders have devoted themselves to "building a homeland".

Ning Tian bit the apple in his hand, shuttled back and forth among the cultivating disciples below, pointing.

"Your posture is wrong! First of all, it's right to hold your head high, but you're doing too much!" Ning Tian looked at a female disciple with a serious face.

The girl blushed: "Ke Ke, Patriarch, I am not going too far, but, I am already this big."

"Uh."

Ning Tian's old face turned dark, and he coughed dryly: "It's okay, you continue to practice."

But there was a murmur in my heart, how can the young people of today develop better than one.

"Cough cough."

"Keep practicing, don't be lazy!"

Ning Tian continued to supervise.

At this time, a disciple hurried over.

The disciple was out of breath: "Patriarch, there is a big fat man outside the door who claims to be your friend and wants to see you."

"Big Fatty?"

Ning Tian was stunned for a moment, without thinking about it, he waved his hand: "I don't know any fat man, go away."

"Got it."

The disciple nodded and left.

But after a while, the disciple came running again: "Patriarch Patriarch"

"Ok?"

Ning Tian frowned, he noticed that this disciple looked at him a little strangely.

"what happened again?"

This disciple really gave Ning Tian a weird look, and said, "Patriarch, that fat man claims to be the holy son of Tianbao Holy Land, and he also said that he once sold you the medicine for strengthening yang, so it is impossible for you not to know him "

""

As soon as these words came out, Ning Tian was stunned for a moment.

The eyes of the surrounding disciples were full of brilliance, looking at Ning Tian, ​​wondering in their hearts, could it be that the patriarch's health is failing?

You are so young, you actually want to buy that kind of medicine?

"Fuck!"

"Zhu Yuanbao, you bastard! How dare you ruin my reputation!"

Ning Tian reacted suddenly, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he cursed loudly.

Immediately, the whole person flickered and disappeared in place.

Chapter 135

Heavenly Demon Cult.

Outside the mountain gate.

Zhu Yuanbao hummed a ditty, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

hum!

Tell the patriarch in this way, the patriarch should be able to remember me, right?

When he thought in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting.

"Zhu Yuanbao!"

I saw, Ning Tian rushed forward!

"Ha ha!"

"The patriarch has indeed come!"

Zhu Yuanbao laughed, and walked towards Ning Tian: "Patriarch, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know, do you want to?"

"boom!"

In the last second, Zhu Yuanbao still had a bright smile on his face.

In the next second, he flew out.

"Fuck!"

"Patriarch, why are you beating me!?"

Zhu Yuanbao's aggrieved voice sounded.

"Depend on!"

"It's your Dogecoin that I'm playing!"

Ning Tian cursed loudly, punching to the flesh!

"Patriarch, it's good to have something to say, you don't slap people in the face when you hit someone, I wonder if you can give me, Zhu, a face"

Zhu Yuanbao still wanted to struggle.

"cannot!"

boom!

Boom!

"Ouch."

"Don't slap your face! I can rely on my fat but not greasy handsome face to eat, Patriarch!"

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