Super Dragon Slaughtering System

The first thousand three hundred and thirty-six chapters Uncle Ning

"Old guy, when you die, you dare to say so!"

When the young monk heard the words of Zhao Er, he suddenly laughed.

Just as his men were about to walk in front of Zhao Er and the three women, a figure came to the air and landed in front of the four.

"French phased monk?"

The young monk was slightly surprised by his men, and the atmosphere of the Eastern Holocaust made them feel a little uneasy, and it was definitely a French monk.

"Protect less master!"

Several monks turned decisively back to the young monks, watching the Eastern Holocaust with vigilance.

"what happened?"

The Eastern Holocaust swept the young monk coldly, and finally his eyes fell on the three women, and there was a hint of favor in his eyes.

"father!"

The three women saw the Eastern Holocaust, and the eyes were full of surprises.

Zhao Er also went to see the ceremony: "The Lord of the East, these three people are full of words, to destroy our Temple of War."

"Zhao Elder, you are hurt."

The Eastern Holocaust nodded to Zhao two times. At first glance, he saw a slight injury in his body. His eyes flashed a stern color. Zhao Er is one of the few in the Temple of War, the oldest of his qualifications. At the time, Ning Qi was only a dragon. At the time, Zhao Er had already seen the gate in Houfu. Later, he went to the Temple of War. Although he was given the identity of the elder by Ningqi, he still liked to see the gate here. When someone came back, Zhao Er was the first to appear. The Warrior Temple was the elder. Down to the new disciples, each one is respectful to Zhao Er. Now, he is injured in the site of the Temple of War.

"Oh, we are also injured. This satyr not only wants to grab our medicinal herbs and implements, but also wants to take us back to the ‘Qingyun Holy Land’!”

The three women spoke, but the Eastern Holocaust did not care about their injuries. They nodded faintly, and their eyes fell on the youth: "Are you a Qingyun holy land?"

"Yes, your place is called the Temple of War. I have never heard of it. Is this the site of the holy land? The ten ancestors, the hundred palaces, and the lesser are quite well understood. You can get the mountain here. You can get it. The consent of the holy land? My father and the elders of the blue morning pines of the holy land are old acquaintances. Can you ask my father to come out and talk about you?"

The young man sneered and said.

In the words, he has already revealed his identity. By the way, Lan Chensong has been moved out. This land belongs to the jurisdiction of the holy land. If you encounter a general law-related monk and hear the name of Lan Chensong, you must give some face. After all, in addition to being the elders of the holy land, Lanchensong is also one of Danzong.

It’s just that the youth voice just fell, and at about the same time, dozens of figures came out of the air and landed on the God of War.

"Facial situation? How do you have so many legal situations?"

The youth and his men suddenly changed slightly. From these dozens of figures, they saw at least five people with the atmosphere of the French environment. Under this time, they are no longer calm, and there is a glimmer of shock in their eyes. Even if they are Qingyun Holy Land, there are not so many six legal situations!

"Dongfang, what happened?"

Ning Qi smirked and glanced at the young people and smiled at the Eastern Holocaust.

"A small matter, this group of three small women, all the way to the place, the Lord, how do you feel about this matter? Is it to kill them, or to disciplinary release?"

The Eastern Holocaust laughed.

The young man and his men heard the words, and there was a horror in their eyes. Looking at the other side’s meaning, was this going to prepare them to kill them on the spot?

"I am one of the four elders of Qingyun Holy Land. It is also a legal reality. If you kill me, you will fight with Qingyun Holy Land. At that time, Kunlun Cave will not easily stand by! Your sect has just been established, don't want to fall apart. ?"

Young threats.

It was just the reaction of everyone, so that he did not quite understand it. It seems that they did not feel the threat of his words at all, and his face was like a smile.

"Mother, is he Uncle Ning?"

The eyes of the three women in the Eastern Holocaust were slightly bright, and they were very curious to look at Ningqi. When they found that Ningqi was so young and looked younger than them, his face showed a trace of incredulity.

"Well, he is your uncle Ning."

Oriental Yulu nodded with a smile.

Ning Qi haha ​​smiled, and did not put the youth and others in the heart, but waved to the three women: "Come here, what are your names."

"Uncle Ning is good!"

The three women excitedly walked in front of Ningqi, and they introduced themselves to themselves. They looked at Ning Qi's eyes and filled with the color of worship.

Who has let the three women from birth to the present, has always listened to the legend of Ning Qi, especially in these years, when they know the vertical and horizontal Qinglong mainland, the masters of the killing Qinglong list fled, thousands of law-related monks were cut Under the head, made the skull tower, and Ning Beixuan, who made all these terrible existences, was their uncle Ning, and their worship of Ningqi had already surpassed the Eastern Holocaust.

"Oriental Lingbi, Oriental Pei, Oriental Music, Good Name, you can't take it out, what about your mother?"

Ning Qi smiled and laughed at the Eastern Holocaust and the Oriental Royal Dal.

"Well, it was me."

Oriental Yulu nodded with a smile.

"Uncle Ning, meet up."

Three women naughty smile.

"You can't miss the meeting, can you not? Let me see what good things are there."

Ning Qi haha ​​smiled, and his mind was immersed in the space package. In the past few years, the number of monks who had killed his top law was numerous, and naturally he got a lot of implements. Even Tu Longjing had about 30,000, and he could draw more than 60 times. .

After a short time, Ning Qi took out three pieces of instruments that exude a faint **** smell.

"These three instruments come from the three female practitioners in the late stage of the law. There are some **** smells on it. You can take it back and refine it. If you encounter such a role in the future, you can kill yourself. You don't need to be so embarrassed. ""

Ning Qi smiled.

In the eyes of the three women, there was a hint of surprise color. They are now using only the middleware. I didn’t expect Ningqi’s shot to be the top product.

"Thank you, Uncle Ning."

The three women seemed to be afraid of Ningqi’s remorse, and quickly took over the instrument.

"Giving them such a device will encourage their arrogance."

The Eastern Holocaust smiled bitterly.

"No problem."

Ning Qi did not care about the hand.

"Auntie Ling, auntie, when are you married to Uncle Ning?"

The Oriental music heart saw Ning Qi's two small eyes, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said helloly, but the words made people laugh.

"You want to fight."

There was a faint blush on the face of Zuo Linger.

Xiaoyueer was threatening to see the three women, especially the oriental music, she immediately spit out the tongue, not dare to self-improvement.

"This, I just heard, have you heard it?"

The young people saw that they had forgotten a few of them, and finally couldn’t help but open their eyes. At the same time, their eyes fell on Ning Qi. It seemed that this person was very familiar, but could not remember it anyway.