Super Dragon Slaughtering System

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"Look, there is a dark cloud over there, or..."

There are monks in the Great Market who found a dark cloud floating in the sky. It is just sunny and sunny. The origin of this black cloud is not so simple.

More and more monks have come to this scene. Some of the monks from Yunqi Village have already gone to the position where Ningqi is located. The rest of the monks are standing in the same place, and their looks are dignified.

"It's not a black cloud, it's a monk. It's estimated to be more than a thousand people!"

Zhang Qinghua looks a bit serious.

"Isn't it the real thing of Lei Emperor and Tibetan Immortal?"

Ji Kui took a deep breath.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky above everyone. After the big market monk saw Ning Qi, his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, not so afraid.

"Ning Gongzi, the two people at the front, one is Lei Huang, the other is a Tibetan immortal."

The three mothers of the dragon also appeared later, and the look was a little dignified.

"You can't let them come here, or they will start to move, I am afraid that those innocent monks will be affected."

Sakyamuni has no faint words.

"That is very simple."

Ning Qi’s mouth rose slightly, and under the gaze of everyone, he greeted the group of monks directly. The three dragons and grandmothers looked at each other, their eyes were looking forward to, and they were worried. They were tied to the same grass with Ningqi. The grasshoppers on it, if they are defeated by Ningqi, they will surely be killed by the Tibetan immortals because they are dead here.

Therefore, during this time, the most thought of the three people is whether Ning Qi can suppress the Emperor and the immortal real person with an enemy two. Now, it seems that Ning Qi has at least a high degree of self-confidence, let them The three men were relieved.

"Ning seniors have passed!"

"This time is very crucial. It is about waiting for me to die. Please pray for the older generation!"

The monk in the big market looked nervously at Ning Qi.

Wang Lin’s gaze had a deep concern. When Yu Yuting saw it, he shook his hand tightly. “Frather, are you afraid that Bei Xuan is not their opponent?”

"Ok."

Wang Lin nodded calmly.

"Do you see Bei Xuan doing things that are not sure? Rest assured, I am full of confidence in him, what Leihuang, what immortal real people, all will die today."

Yu Yuting smiled slightly.

"Yes, the strength of the boss is the strongest in the world today."

Ning Zi suddenly opened his mouth.

Ning Bai three people nodded in agreement.

Xiao Wu night and other people heard the words, but the heart is in the abdomen, Ning Qi is stronger, hit the nine-robbery creator? Playing the aisle of the emperor?

It’s just that they didn’t take it into consideration. Ning Qi’s current cultivation is just a five-robbery creator!

Lei Huang everyone looked at Ning Qi coldly.

"Who are you?"

Lei Huang's faint opening.

The Tibetan immortal looked up and down, and the eyes flashed a suspicion of color. At the same time, the gods swept away in the Great Wall, and they swept in a circle. They did not find the breath of Yan Shengzi, Tibetan magic and others. In the heart of the Tibetan immortal, suddenly there is a slight hunch.

"How can I feel this way?"

He only felt that it was incredible. Since the breakthrough to the eight-robbery creator, even in the face of the nine robbers, the Tibetan immortal has never had such a feeling of guilt.

"Ningbei Xuan."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Ning Bei Xuan? I have not heard your name, where is the Shengzi, and told him to come out to see me."

Lei Huang swept away Ning Qi coldly, and then looked at the big market, and the dragon-in-law, Sakyamuni, and Shiga Huijing, Wang Lin and other monks, after being swept by the eyes of the Emperor, seemed to be Such as smashing ice, all body cold.

With just one look, they will feel a sense of powerlessness in their hearts. It is conceivable that if Lei Wang really starts his hand, he will be able to destroy all the monks within the Great Market in an instant!

"Yan Shengzi is already dead. If you want to see him, you may only have a chance to go to the underworld."

Ning Qi smiled.

Is the sacred son dead?

Lei Huang and Zang Xian live in the heart of the earthquake, behind the thousands of monks also some unbelievably look at Ning Qi, the existence of the top 50 of the two places on the power list, Ning Qi this sentence, not convinced They saw that the sacred son had a big fight with Lei Huang. Although Yan Shengzi was far from the rival of Lei Huang, he could still support more than one hundred strokes in the hands of Lei Huang. It was only this point that they were stronger than them. Anyone among them, even if they are Tibetan monks, are not the opponents of the sacred son. How can they say that they die and die?

The most important thing is that the rumored Yanzi is a disciple of Dao Yan Xianhuang. He has such a backing, and Tianzhu Yuanzun and the corpse of the corpse are both taboo, and the original Emperor Lei also did not kill Yanzi. In any case, they do not believe that Yanzi will die in the dead.

"There is no such thing as the sacred son and my younger brother, but if he is dead, it should not be. In today's world, who dares to kill the Son?"

The Tibetan immortal smiled a little, and there was a hint of taunting in his eyes.

"Not bad."

Lei Huang coldly said that even he took care of the identity of Yan Shengzi. He did not have a killer at the beginning. He even did not believe it. Who dared to risk the wrath of the emperor and the killer of Yan Shengzi.

"Ning Bei Xuan, you know, who am I waiting for?"

Tibetan immortal smiled.

Thousands of monks behind him heard the words, and there was a hint of taunting in their eyes. This guy in front of him might not have seen the current situation. This dare to talk in front of Lei Emperor and Tibetan immortal, if the other party knows this. The true identity of the two, I am afraid that I am not going to scare the urine on the spot!

"Know, you are a Tibetan immortal. The brother of the Tibetan magical monarch is not a brother. It is indeed more than a few times higher than the Tibetan monk."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded, then his eyes fell on Lei Huang. "You and I are more familiar. Xiaolei is your son? When I killed him, he reported your name and thought it would be protected." It’s a death... it’s too naive...”

"..."

When Ningqi’s sentence was exported, the air seemed to stagnate in general, and the surrounding area suddenly felt silent. Only a burst of breathing sounded slightly.

The faces of Lei Huang and Zang Xianzhen were changed in tandem. They stared at Ning Qi, and the thousands of confidants behind them were shocked, unbelievable and horrified.

"My son, are you killing?"

Lei Huang glared at the eyes, staring at Ning Qi, half a ring, only to squeeze out the words from his mouth, and at the same time, a strange smell radiated from him, this breath, With the power of thunder and lightning.

"The corpse? He is a disciple of the demon corpse, is it a zombie?"

Ning Qi’s eyes moved slightly.

There are two possibilities for the corpse of Lei Huang. One is born, the other is brought by the day after tomorrow. If it is the day after tomorrow, it should be caused by the practice.