Super Dragon Slaughtering System

The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-five chapters of evil servants

A luxurious rut, slowly surrounded by many Mozus, the Mozu around the rut, dressed in black armor, these armor without exception, all exudes the atmosphere of the next product, about Mo Forty people, each wearing a piece of the devil, the nearby Mozu eyes flashed a fascinating color, a hard-to-find magical device for them, among the Lucifer tribes, it became a system weapon.

These Mozus, dressed in the devil, are not the Lucifer orthodox, but the elites selected by the tribes, but their cultivation is very neat, all in the middle of the demons! It can be seen that the status of the orthodox Mozu above the rut is inevitably low!

The rut is open-air, but there is a canopy on it. However, due to the first rule promulgated by the Lucifer tribe, the Mozu who stood near is almost at the moment, and few people dare to look up.

Sitting above a female Mozu, faceless, looking straight ahead, when the rut passed in front of Ning Qi and others, Ning Qi looked up and looked a little, if he did not read, sitting The person above the rut is Jianxi.

It seems that I was aware of Ning Qi's gaze. The female Mozu on the rut glanced at Ning Qi and looked a little, then turned his head in a blank expression and continued to look at the front.

Ningqi brows slightly wrinkled and fell into meditation.

Jianxi’s fresh eyes have produced a little volatility. There are two possibilities. The first one, she recognizes Ningqi, the second, she, like Xuanzhen Dasheng, loses her memory, only sees acquaintances. At that time, the subconscious has a little touch?

If it is the second possibility, Ning Qi arbitrarily rumors, there may be a suppression of the Lucifer tribe on the spot.

If it is the first possibility, since Jianxi has recognized him, why not say hello? Involuntarily, or is it a scruples?

No matter which kind, Ning Qi feels that it is not a good time to recognize it. It seems that he has to stay in the Luxi City for a while.

After the rut team went away, the nearby Mozu slowly sighed, and the corpse of the corpse was whispered: "The strong power, the Mozu guards who accompany the car, I feel that they can easily I am pinching to death."

"They are all in the middle of the demons, and they are worn on the body. They are the fallen armor of the Lucifer tribe's own refining.

Xuanzhen Dasheng Road.

"The next product is magic..."

The corpse of the demon sighed with a sigh, and the envious squint in the direction of the team leaving.

"Bei Xuanyuanzun, we have reached the Luxi City, and the next thing to do is..."

Yan Xianyuan respects Xiang Ningqi.

"First find a place to stay."

Ning Qi’s eyes fell on Xuanzhen Dasheng.

Xuanzhen Dasheng and Bian Miaoxian looked at each other and then looked forward to Ningqi: "Our Bone Sea tribe has a yard in the Luxi City, but I don't know if there are any people living in the yard now, if any. I can only find another place."

Bian Mianxian continued: "If you don't get the right to reside in the Lucifer tribe, stay in the inn for up to ten days, you must leave the Lucifer Grand City, and then come in again from the transfer array, and my bone sea tribe is the road. There are no restrictions on the vassal tribes of the Western Law tribe. As long as they live in the exclusive yard, no one will drive them out."

"In this case, go to your yard first and take a look."

Ning Qidao.

The corpse of the corpse is secretly self-deprecating. The Lucifer tribe really knows how to make money. One hundred yuan of magic crystals can only be left for ten days to re-enter. This will cost another hundred magical crystals! The magic of this place is not so thick, it is very ordinary, every year is this income alone, the number is probably terrible!

In a short time, under the leadership of Xuanzhen Dasheng, everyone came to a very remote place in the giant city. It is already very close to the city wall. According to the rich and poor of a city, this place is considered a slum, and you can imagine the bones. How low is the status of the tribe in the eyes of the Lucifer tribe.

In front of a small courtyard, Xuanzhen Dasheng stepped on the front door. In a short time, the small courtyard door slammed open slowly. An old man frowned and looked at everyone. When he saw the bones, the eyes were one. Bright, "Miss Miss Wonder, how come you?"

For Xuan Zhen Da Sheng, it seems that he did not come to the roots.

"Yan Bo, I and Xuan Zhen have something to come here this time. I want to stay here for a while. I don't know if there are other people in the tribe. Is the room enough?"

Bian Miao Xian smiled.

Yan Bo brows slightly wrinkled, swept the eyes of Xuanzhen Dasheng, and then looked at Ning Qi and others, and found that their breath is different from the orthodox Mozu, may be a different kind of demon, Yan Bo's face becomes somewhat It’s ugly, if you have a hint of the fascinating bones, “Miss Miao Xian, some people who are not three or four, still have less contact.”

"Old man, how do you say it?"

The demon corpse pays a low sigh.

Yan Xianyuan Zun immediately glanced at him, subconsciously inquiring around, seeing no one found, this is a relief, the second rule of the Lucifer tribe, can not be loud, the demon corpse is just a low drink The sound, already counted, is loud.

"Brother, this old guy is clearly looking down on us."

The demon corpse revered the hatred of the old man, and looked at the celestial god.

Yan Xianyuan respected his head slightly, and Ning Qi was still there. How could they not take them?

"Yan Bo, what do you mean by this?"

The bones are very cold.

"Oh, it doesn't mean anything, Miss Miao Xian, you, please come in."

Yan Boxiao laughed, shook his head, opened the door, and let everyone in.

There were a total of twenty rooms in the yard. The room in front was obviously unoccupied. Yanbo took everyone to the back. After seeing the oldness of the room, Bian Mianxian completely pulled down her face. She felt the old man in front of her. It’s a bit too much. I’m taking care of myself as a bone-earth tribe. I don’t even give her face.

"Yan Bo, I am all the guests, let us arrange the room to the front."

The bones are faint.

Yan Bo smiled. "Unfortunately, Miss Miao Xian, the room in front has been fixed. In a few days, Shao Shao, the young master, will come together. If the room is not enough, you will be a guest. 'You may have to give up the room. Right now, let them stay for a while."

As soon as the voice fell, his look suddenly changed, because Ning Qi had already walked to the front of the most luxurious room in front and opened the door.

"Hey, what's the matter with you!"

Yan Bo's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ning Qi. Ning Qi turned back and slaps on his old face. The old guy whirls thousands of degrees and falls heavily on the ground. Ning Qi did not look at him. Shiran into the room...