Super Dragon Slaughtering System

The first thousand three hundred and twenty-six chapters

Three months later, Ning Qi’s head column had dozens more heads, but after more than five years, some guys fled the Qinglong mainland and could only wait until later to see them and then liquidate them.

Pure Yang Wonderland.

The place where Chunyang Dasheng resides is called the Pure Sun City. You can see a straight line in the distance, and the giant mountains shrouded in dense fog stand in the holy city of Chunyang.

This mountain is the cultivation place of the pure sun, and the dense fog that is covered above is a special prohibition. I will even be lost in the middle of the road for a hundred years.

"Is it more than five years? I heard that the previous nine tyrants of the Dragons have been smashed by the gods."

"How can this be done? Is it not blocked by the Great Sacred?"

"I don't know the specific situation. This is still a friend who has sent me a message, saying that this **** is killing God. It is very likely that we will finally come to our holy city to find them."

"It’s really daring! The pure sun is here, is he still afraid to come?"

Several monks sat on the tea stalls and chatted while drinking tea.

"This killing **** has been killed for more than five years in a row. I am afraid I may not be afraid of pure sun."

A monk hesitated and said.

Not waiting for a few other people to talk, suddenly several figures went to the monk and looked at him coldly.

When the eyes of the nearby monks fell on the chests of the figures, they saw three hot suns, their eyes changed suddenly, and three hot suns, which shows that these people are the inner door servants of the Pure Sun.

There is only one person in the pure sacred sacred sacred disciple, that is, the celestial fairy. After that, all the identities are servants. Many people can't guess what the reason is, but there are a few people who know that pure yang. Dasheng only accepts one disciple, and is afraid of repeating the mistakes of the Glass Dragon.

The inner door servants are no different from the inner disciples. They are guided by Yang Yi and others all the year round. They are all outside, and all of them are Tianjiao.

"I have seen you arrogant."

The monks on the tea stalls quickly got up and saluted. Their repairs were similar to each other. They were all eternal, but the status of the other party was much higher than that of their group, or the monks from the small group. If not Gifts, it is difficult to walk in the holy city of Chunyang.

"You said Ning Beixuan is not afraid of pure sun saint?"

One of the cold-faced youths stared coldly at the monk who had just opened.

"This, this is just a guess at the bottom, when it is not true."

The monk smiled bitterly. He did not expect the jokes of several of them to be heard by the servants of the inner door.

The cold-looking youth seemed to have some action. At this moment, the tea stall owner quickly smiled and said: "Cold arrogance, my tea stall is for casual people to talk casually, look at my face, don't care Is it?"

Cold days?

Suddenly someone looked around and recognized who the young man was.

Cold and proud, but for more than 40 years, it has been a late monk in the immortal world. After hundreds of years, Chunyang Wonderland is most likely to become one of the Supreme Tianjiao.

"It turned out to be cold and arrogant. It was rude in the next, and I hope that the cold days will be forgiven."

The monk quickly apologized.

Cold and arrogant, he glanced at him and looked at the owner of the tea stall. He snorted and waited for him to speak. There was a sudden commotion in the distance. It seems that many people are rushing toward the gate.

Leng Ao slightly stunned, and looked at several other brothers and brothers, no longer paying attention to the monk, and went straight to the direction of the city gate.

The monk on the tea stall saw the shape and ran away.

Only the people of pure Yang Dasheng can break through in the holy city of Chunyang. As for other people, whoever dares to fly will be interrupted by the law enforcement team.

City gate.

Thousands of monks stood on the wall and looked at the front in horror. The monks who guarded the city, some unprepared to look at each other, one person quickly flew in the direction of the giant mountain, apparently to send a letter.

When Leng Ao and others came, they saw a young man holding a **** pillar and heading towards the holy city of Chunyang.

The pillar was covered with a grape-like crowd.

"The **** is killing!"

The monk who had just been threatened by the cold arrogance saw Ning Qi, and his eyes flashed a horror of color. He subconsciously looked cold and arrogant, and saw that the cold and proud expression was a little white, but his heart was sneer sneer.

"Looking at you just being so crazy, now it is scared, hahaha..."

"The enemy attack!"

"Come, come stop!"

Finally, the leader of the Shoucheng monk saw everyone looking at himself, biting his teeth, and brave enough courage to shout at Ningqi, but his tone was very weak and he did not dare to be hard.

The mind clearly believes that Ningqi cannot be the opponent of Chunyang Dasheng, but he is still very afraid, only because of the **** pillar.

Ning Qi's footsteps did not stop, step by step to the front of the city facade, a bang, the pillars were inserted into the ground, the head above the head swayed with the wind, I do not know whether it is intentional or unintentional, all the heads are almost facing the wall direction A pair of silent eyes, looking at thousands of monks, is a chill.

"Three days, give you three days, I need nine heads on this pillar, I can't take it out, I slaughter the city."

Ning Qi looked at thousands of monks, a touch of the road.

The thousands of monks heard this sentence, and they were awkward. Is this guy crazy? Want them to give them the honor? If he does not pay, he will kill the city?

In the cold and proud eyes, the anger is surging, and the angry Chao Ningqi whispered: "Bold Ning Beixuan, this place is the land of pure Yang Dasheng cultivation. If you dare to come to the massacre, you are not afraid of pure Yang Dasheng to personally suppress you!"

A few of the brothers and brothers around the cold arrogant saw him, and they stunned and angered and glanced at him. The subconsciously retired a dozen steps. Fucking, this killing god’s name was not heard, even if he uttered madness, then It is also to let the esteem to deal with them, what is the enthusiasm of the servants in the district?

They are all angry at the cold and arrogant self-sufficiency, because cold and arrogant, this is likely to kill them!

"This guy... is really daring..."

Before the tea stall, the monk looked at the cold and proud, and he couldn't believe it.

Ning Qi glanced at him faintly, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it. Cold and proudly flew away from the city wall to Ningqi.

lie.

Cold and arrogant to the ground, fell to the feet of Ning Qi, Ning Qi stepped on his head, a group of monks in the direction of the city wall, faint road: "I Ningbei Xuanyan out of the law, three days, Not a moment, time is up, if you don't hand over Yang, nine people, you are ready to escape."