Super Dragon Slaughtering System

First thousand two hundred eighty five chapter thirteen

"How can it be……"

The look of the crowd was extremely shocking. The hurricane was watching the scene with a sigh of relief. The eyes flashed a hint of fear. His brain seemed to be equipped with a motor, and he quickly turned. In the blink of an eye, he calculated that if Ningqi reached the thirteenth level, Explosion, how much Qinglongjing should pay for it.

A total of 800,000! 800,000 green dragon crystals!

Even if he is an early monk in the legal phase, there is no place to find so many Qinglongjing, which is equivalent to a Zongmen year of income!

If he is the lord of the sect, it is not a big deal. The people in the Zongmen can drink the northwest wind for a year. The tribute of the holy land is delayed, and the 800,000 green dragon crystals can be scraped together. However, the hurricane is just a mess! Don't say 800,000, calculate the account, he is afraid that even 100,000 Qinglongjing can not get out.

The hurricane looked around and found that everyone was in shock. Even the tyrants and the tyrants of Zi Kun did not seem to notice him. The hurricane quietly moved and slowly ran outside the enclosure. At this time, a monk noticed this and hurriedly screamed.

"Indiscriminate gamblers want to escape! Everyone catches him!"

"Heavenly ghost, you **** only a hundred green dragon crystals in my place, is it necessary to harm me?"

The hurricane was furious and screamed at the whistle-blowing monk, morphing into a lightning bolt and galloping away. At the same time, a monster with body scales and human heads appeared behind the hurricane. For him to block the chase, this is the hurricane's yellow-order Chinese method: 鲛人法相!

He did not go out of the way, this time, immediately there are hundreds of laws falling from the sky, there are armed swords with huge swords, glaring, nine-headed giant snakes, five-legged dragons, horses, Hundreds of various levels of law appeared out of thin air, surrounded by hurricanes.

Looking at these indifferent monks, the hurricane laughed and said: "Everyone misunderstood, did the kid not have passed the thirteenth level? I just got up and mobilized."

In the eyes of the people, he turned back to the tower of the Tongtian Giant Tower and sat down.

When everyone saw it, it removed all kinds of laws, and slammed back to the hurricane, surrounded by more than a dozen layers inside and outside. The hurricane was already difficult to fly.

"Damn! Don't go through the thirteenth level, beg you, little ancestors!"

The hurricane secretly prayed.

The mood of the people was completely different from the hurricane. Except for the shock, the monks who had been unpopular were almost open-eyed.

"My ancestors, this guy, can't you really get through the thirteen levels?"

The face of Purdue is a bit ugly, even he can only enter the twelfth level in the eleventh pass, but a monk in the late Yongsheng area has already passed the 12th level.

This is really unacceptable.

"The son of Feng Jiuxian, it is really extraordinary. If his blood is the same as his shackles, this Qinglong mainland is only afraid to start again."

Under the tyrant, the face of Zi Kun gradually became dignified, and Ning Qi could reach this level. He really did not expect it.

"If the air is informed of this news, I am afraid that it will directly break the void."

Fighting Pudu pouting.

When the Feng and Jiu Xian were forced to die by the air, what if he was his son?

The fierce air does not even have to shoot, only to say a word, Xuanzhen Dasheng will be combined with several other great saints Qi Qi to force Feng Jiuxian and Wang Muting to force the death and death.

No matter what, as long as there is no breakthrough in the law and a day to achieve the creator, it will not be able to withstand the fierce air.

His father, Lieyang Zun, but lived for nearly a million years of existence, hegemony to see him, have to behave in a proper manner, dare not have any pass!

.........

Inside the Shanhaiguan.

The thirteenth level.

Ning Qi all the way through the thorns, and finally reached this level, the price is that he was seriously injured three times, consuming more than 30 pieces of the device.

There are several levels. Ning Qi’s opponents are all kinds of strange races. Among them, there are dozens of long cockroaches, and the toxicity is strong. I almost killed Ning Qi and died. This is the 12th guard, I must have those The arrogance that can only reach the eleventh level is lost in its hands.

But now the corpse of the cockroach has been wrapped in the space of Ningqi, its body is used for refining, and the venom gland is used for alchemy, which is the best choice.

"Thirteenth level, how is it so weird."

Ning Qi’s eyes fell on a house in the distance, and there were uninhabited mountain roads nearby. Just arrived here, this house attracted Ning Qi’s attention.

Is it hard to live here?

Or the guy who guards the thirteenth gate is a monk?

"Hundreds of years, finally someone has come here, Xiaoyou, please come in."

A easing voice rang in Ning Qi's ear.

Ning Qi heard a slight glimpse, and the corner of his mouth smirked and walked directly toward the small courtyard. No matter what the other party was selling, he always had to face it.

Before the person came to the yard, the door opened up. The yard was not big. There were only four or five rooms. When the door opened, you could see an old man sitting at the central stone table with a smile. A book, the right hand gently tapping the thigh, seeing Ning Qi, he raised his eyes slightly, and smiled at Ning Qi: "Little brother, come and sit down."

"Predecessors, are you the guards of the 13th level?"

Ning Qi walked to the old man to sit down and open the door to the mountain.

"Yes."

The old man smiled and nodded, and admitted calmly, he just looked at Ning Qi with the light of the night, the real attention, or the ancient books in his hands, as if there were very delicious pastries, and they were eating with relish.

"That is going to pass this pass, what do you need to do?"

Ning Qi smiled and glanced at the ancient book. There was no word at all.

"It’s okay to chat with me, I let you pass, it’s over, I won’t let you pass, you are not.”

The old man smiled.

The air in front of Ningqi suddenly became wet, and then an ice crystal cup condensed in front of Ningqi at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, there was a hot air, a light, musky tea, yellow orange, crystal clear, and there seemed to be a whirlpool inside, and a few tea leaves swirled inside.

Ning Qi flashed a hint of vigilance in his eyes. He did not see from the beginning to the end, where did the tea come from?

"Little brother, drink."

The old man smiled.

Ning Qi smiled slightly and picked up the cup and drank it. The old man seemed to have a distressed color in his eyes. He said: "You can't taste tea."

"Please enlighten me for your predecessors."

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

The old man immediately taught Ning Qi a lot of tea. At the end, he looked up and looked at Ning Qi and said, "I recognize your parents."