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Chapter two hundred and eighty eight, Xuanyuan red makeup

"Brother, did you see it just now?" Ning Mengling suddenly asked while eating.

"What did you see?" Ning Xiao asked.

"The seven people of the God Hunter can make the deputy director of the Supernatural Bureau bow their heads, and there are more than seven people of the Supernatural Bureau. By doing so, the director of the Supernatural Bureau should not be as powerful as the leader of the God Hunter." Ning Mengling said.

Ning Xiao was stunned. Of course he knew his own weight and just said, "Maybe."

"Maybe what? You are so ignorant." Lin Sitong next to him suddenly said.

"What do you mean?" Ning Mengling couldn't help but ask.

"The strength of the Director of the Supernatural Bureau is far more than that. Let me say that, you are an ordinary person who doesn't understand it. Ning Xiao, you can measure it. Three years ago, Thunder God was a warrior at the peak of the level 10th thunder power man at home. His supernatural powers and martial arts have been used freely, regardless of each other. And according to the core news of the Supernatural Bureau, Thunder God has entered a return to the void cultivation in the Beizhou Sea. After three years, I don't know where he can go. I can be sure that there are no three leaders of the transcendent forces in the world who are Thunder God."

"The cultivation of Beizhouhai's return to the emptiness?" Ning Xiao was slightly stunned. Could it be that what she was talking about was Tianyuan Island?

Tianyuan Island is definitely a holy place for warriors to practice. If Lei Ming had really practiced on Tianyuan Island for three years, he would probably have reached a level that no one could imagine.

"Are you bluffing? I know you are a member of the Supernatural Bureau, so of course you have to say good things to the Director of the Supernatural Bureau!" Ning Mengling snorted, not believing Lin Sitong at all.

"Little girl, I'm the most objective view of the problem. If you don't believe it, you can let the leader of the God Hunter fight with him if you don't believe it." Lin Sitong said.

Ning Mengling naturally would not believe it, so she didn't say anything.

"How strong are the level ten thunder abilities?" Ning Xiao asked.

"I don't know either, but according to the records of the Supernatural Bureau, the level 10th thunder system supernatural bureau can kill a warrior at the peak of the martial arts realm in every move. You can imagine that the Thunder God three years ago could instantly kill the strongest figure in the world."

Ning Xiao was silent for a while. He was so fierce three years ago. So now he should have survived the great disaster of wind and fire and was about to enter the realm of immortals, right?

After dinner, Ning Xiao and Lin Sitong left the dining hall.

Ning Xiao didn't think about the strength of Thunder God, because his thousand-year cultivation was rapidly awakening, and he could still deal with a director of the Supernatural Bureau.

After seeing Lin Sitong off, Ning Xiao stayed in the room and carefully visualized the Divine Lotus of Destiny. He felt that he had seized that opportunity and that his thousand-year cultivation would be one step closer to awakening.

So Ning Xiao began to carefully visualize the Divine Lotus of Destiny and activate the Heavenly Power of Creation. It seemed that after a moment, I seemed to have been a few days, Ning Xiao finally opened his eyes.

At this moment, Ning Xiao's aura surged, but it was extremely unstable.

One moment, it is the peak of the realm of the Breaking Void, and the other time, it is the realm of surviving the great wind and fire disaster and the critical point between the immortal path.

In short, Ning Xiao's cultivation is constantly wandering between the peak of the mortal realm and the fairy realm. His cultivation is very unstable. To outsiders, it seems like he is displaced.

Ning Xiao tried hard to restrain his aura and put on the demon mask. The aura around him suddenly changed.

A devil with green face and fangs and a ferocious face spread her teeth and claws on the mask, as if she had come alive, evil and bloodthirsty, extremely strange.

After changing into a pure white pair, Ning Xiao stepped out of the room in one step.

Feeling Ning Xiao's breath, the seven warriors in the broken void realm immediately appeared, bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, with an extremely respectful expression.

"Greetings to Master!"

Through the hideous demon mask, Ning Xiao looked at the seven people with distinct black and white eyes, and said coldly: "I taught you the task to do well. If there is any mistake, I will take your heads in person."

"Yes, master!" the seven people looked panicked and said quickly.

Ning Xiao just responded, closed his eyes and walked out of the Ning family's courtyard.

His state is extremely unstable at this moment and cannot control his own strength, so he must find a place to stabilize the state.

With Ning Xiao's current cultivation level, the entire secular world was almost rampant, and he soon found an empty valley.

The majestic aura burst out in an instant, and the entire valley was shaking constantly.

"Boom boom boom..." A violent force triggered a continuous explosion of ten miles in a radius.

"Who is it? He is so brave that he actually destroyed the Xuanyuan Family's martial arts performance venue!"

At this time, a sword light slashed towards Ning Xiao, extremely sharp, almost cutting through half of the mountain, and a cold sound came.

Ning Xiao waved his sleeves and the Creation Divine Fist instantly broke through the sharp sword light.

"Where is the sacred place?" Ning Xiao's cold voice came to the four fields.

At this time, a lonely woman in red dress appeared in front of Ning Xiao with an ancient sword in her hand.

"I didn't expect that this would happen in the secular world. You are not old and have already survived the great disaster of wind and fire. Are you a martial artist on Tianyuan Island?" The woman in red looked at Ning Xiao with cold eyes.

"Who are you?" Ning Xiao's eyes were deep in black and white.

"Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Hongzhuang!" the woman in red said indifferently.

"The sword light just now was made by you, right?" Ning Xiao said indifferently.

"So what? You ruined the martial arts performance venue of my Xuanyuan family, and I want to ask you for advice." Xuanyuan Hongzhuang said indifferently.

"Then come!" Ning Xiao snorted coldly, and he also realized that this woman's cultivation had just passed the great disaster of wind and fire, and she was just in time to compete with her for a stable state.

Xuanyuan Hongzhuang's long sword appeared, swung the sword and slashed towards Ning Xiao, and a sword light suddenly flew towards Ning Xiao.

Ning Xiao also used two levels of "Creation of Heavenly Master", and the Creation of God Fist shattered the sword light with one punch.

"Boom!" Another heavy blow, but compared to Ning Xiao's fist, Xuanyuan Hongzhuang's sword energy seemed much sharper.

"Sanwei is really hot!"

Suddenly, the flames of blood red, bright orange, golden, and three colors instantly swallowed the entire valley. Everything where the flames were obtained was burned into ashes.

"Cool..." The turbulent flames ignited around several miles, and the flames of three colors were dazzling.

As Ning Xiao raised his hand, a huge flame palm condensed and formed in Longkong. The temperature of the whole age was as high as 100 degrees Celsius at this moment.

These three true fires will cause unbearable pain even when touched by immortals, so they are naturally not comparable to ordinary flames.

"Wow..." A crisp sound was heard, and Xuanyuan Hongzhuang slashed the flame palm in half with a sword energy in the sky.

"You can actually use your magical powers?" Xuanyuan Hongzhuang stopped her actions and looked at Ning Xiao coldly.
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