Super Dragon Slaughtering System

The first thousand four hundred and thirty-three chapters

"Let's go, the void selection contest will be open in about half a year. We are on the road now, and the time is almost the same."

Xuanzhen Dasheng Road.

Ning Qi nodded.

Together with Xuanzhen Dasheng, in the direction of the transmission array, Yan Xianjing is not a fairy, but it is wider than any fairy. If it does not match the transmission array, it may not be able to fly from north to south for hundreds of years. Just like the galaxies in the universe, only the void universe is replaced by the mainland.

Just like that figure, Ning Qi was impressed. He has not yet gone to the Qinglong mainland, and he has seen the law-related monk, the monarch of the sect of the spirit, Meng Tianshu!

Since the last time he handed over the ruins to Meng Tianshu, in exchange for the information of the underworld, Ning Qi has never seen this person. When he was besieged by thousands of law-related monks, Meng Tianshu did not show up.

Unexpectedly, this time I can see his traces in the fairyland, and the cultivation of his body, the change is even more horrible, Ning Qi feels a touch of the power of creation.

"This person either hides the cultivation or cultivates a violent increase after obtaining the ruins of the ruins. Unfortunately, he has no time to check his attributes. I don't know if it is a half-step or a creator..."

Ning Qi’s eyes flashed a hint of dignified color.

Among the many law-related monks, Meng Tianshu, the most incomprehensible, the celestial sect of the sect, the ancestors of the Meng family, the ruins of the ruins... the existence of the perfection of the law, can not block the ruins of the ruins, and he has The means banned the ruins of the ruins, and knew that there was a passageway to the underworld at the ruins of Han and Tang Dynasties. This forced Ningqi to doubt the true identity of this person.

"Would he also come to the selection contest of the Void Domain?"

.........

Three months later, the Lumenxian coin of Xuanzhen Dasheng was about to be warned. Fortunately, there was support from Ningqi, otherwise he would have to fly to the Taoxian City.

Another month, the two men transferred the whole process, and finally got the wish to reach the most prosperous, the masters of the place.

Dao Xian Xiancheng, the outer city.

In front of Ning Qi and Xuan Zhen Da Sheng, there are bustling crowds, many of whom are cultivators who are horrified, and there will be a vacuum around them. No one dares to approach them.

In addition to the Terran, Ningqi has seen many aliens, such as the dragons, the Yaozu, and the strange populations such as the Titans, the seas, and so on. These populations have a very low population in the Central Continent. When you are on the road, you will occasionally see some, until you enter the Taoist Fairy City, these populations will become more and more, just a short tea time, Ning Qi has passed no less than 100 kinds!

“Ghosts? It seems to have some similarities with the underworld monks.”

A short, only two feet tall, a pointed monkey, a black hair on his body, a sharp, sharp claw on his arm, walked in front of Ning Qi, and he was surrounded by a vacuum, and if there was any power in the body, let Other monks nearby did not dare to approach.

Seemingly aware of Ning Qi's gaze, the ghost family suddenly turned around, coldly watching Ning Qi, a loud voice, bursting in Ning Qi's ear.

"I know you?"

"do not know."

Ning Qi laughed.

The pressure given by the other party is a hundred times greater than that of the Lieyang Supreme, apparently the second creator.

"The Terran, since you don't know, if you look at me with that look, I will dig up your eyes, and I will do it with my eyes!"

In the end, the ghost creator disappeared into Ningqi’s vision.

Ning Qi smiled and did not care about the threat of the other party. His gaze was attracted by a group of 'people'. Although these guys are human figures, even ordinary people can see that they are not with people. Any relationship, all over the body, seems to be made of metal, looks like a cockroach, but the body exudes a sense of creation.

"The celestial warrior... it is a bit like the Transformers. Is it true that there was also the existence of this race, and I have been to the Earth?"

Ning Qi couldn't help but flash a smile, feeling ridiculous about his guess.

"This is a city of Yan Xian, and it really is a family of people..."

Xuan Zhen Da Sheng couldn't help but make a surprise, but he and Ning Qi can only stay here for three months. If they can't win from the selection contest, when the time is up, they will be expelled from the city. Where the monks can stay, without the strength of the creator, in addition to the local monks, the foreign monks can not stay long!

"Xuanzhen ancestors, many monks are going in one direction, do we want to see it too?"

Ning Qidao.

"Well, let's go, there should be the registration point for the void selection contest. Let's go to the name list and find another place to stay."

Xuanzhen Dasheng nodded.

At the same time, he has some embarrassment in his heart. If it is not Ningqi, even if he has time to get there, I am afraid that I can only live on the streets, or sell my own home, in exchange for a place to stay.

In a huge square outside the city of Daoyan Xiancheng, the monks of various ethnic groups are densely packed. In the center, there are a total of ten stone platforms. On each stone platform, there is a monk who is writing a book, recording every registration. Monk information.

Ning Qi thought that this time he might see the little donkey and its owner who had been jealous of Xiaoliu. Obviously, this idea has been lost. The scale of the void selection contest should not be worthy of the two.

This time, there are many monks who come to participate in the Void Domain Selection Competition. There are only a lot of people on the side of the Terran, and there are countless people in the Xuanzhen Dasheng.

In addition to the Terran, all ethnic monks have to register, which is equivalent to not only competing with their own family, but also competing with other races for the 200 places.

"Name, repair."

Xuanzhen Dasheng and Ningqi were lined up separately. When it was Ningqi’s turn, the monk on the stone platform only faintly swept Ningqi’s eyes. His body exuded the power of creation, and Ningqi looked at his Attributes are a catastrophe, and it is a luxury to let the Creator come to do these trivial things.

"Ningbei Xuan, the middle of the law phase."

Ning Qidao.

In the middle of the legal phase?

The nearby monks couldn’t help but look at Ning Qi’s eyes, and the eyes were mocking. I couldn’t think of the mid-term monks in the middle of the law.

"Well, this is your entry token, don't lose it. When the time comes, you will enter the selection contest."

The other party did not care about Ning Qi's cultivation, but after registering, he lost a jade card to Ning Qi. Ning Qi took the jade card and found that there was a trace of creation power wandering.

Xuanzhen Dasheng seems to have also signed up successfully, and is holding a jade card to check it carefully.

"Sure enough, he is here too."

Ning Qi put up the jade card, and in a distant team, Meng Tianshu was turning away with a jade card, and he did not seem to see him.