The wisdom of Yingzhao is very high.

It seemed to know that this fateful heart was the target of snatching by the masters.

Bang!

The heart of fate flies to the crowd.

"Master!" Yu Shangrong couldn't help but be moved.

"Don't worry, this fateful heart is a bomb." Luzhou was still calm and as stable as Mount Tai.

As expected.

When the fateful heart was heading towards the crowd, Ning Wanqing was the first to enter the air, stacked his palms, and characters floated out one after another, and the two qualities, four symbols, and eight trigrams and Gang Seals were suddenly produced under his feet. The starting point was a unique move.

Ning Wanqing is closest and has the most advantage.

The white characters all over the sky formed a burst of spheres, shooting in all directions, with a biting cold and cold air.

The Confucian school is vast and celestial, and can be yin or yang.

"Ning Wanqing, damn it!"

All four forces, including the practitioners of the White Tower, were repelled by this move "Snow Explosion in the Sky".

The phantom flashed forward, grabbing Yingzhao's fateful heart.

Just when Ning Wanqing knew to win this fate, he could only hear the sound of vital energy surging in his ears.

"Ning Wanqing, get out of here!"

Bang!

Ye Liuyun's full speed instantly made him over Ning Wanqing and made a cone-shaped seal.

It was so sudden that Ning Wanqing's heart sank and fell down.

Bang!

Ye Liuyun took the lead in grasping Yingzhao's fate.

The heart of fate exudes a strong vitality, which makes him so excited that he can't extricate himself.

He turned around, looked towards Luzhou, and said in a deep voice: "Old thing, this fateful revenge will be avenged sooner or later!"

Just finished speaking.

King Chen Wu came like a god, carrying his Dharma body.

"Ye Liuyun, the things are left!"
Chapter completed!