Super Dragon Slaughtering System

The second thousand zero ninety two chapter Qing Xuanfu

Under a barren mountain in the central mainland, a figure seems to have been condensed with the surrounding soil, and the eyes are closed.

Suddenly, his eyes opened and looked up. His eyes penetrated the mud and fell on the shadow of the sky. "The singer-like ant-like game." This figure smirked a hint of sarcasm. When he was about to continue to close his eyes, he saw the small six standing behind Ning Qi. His face was first and foremost. Then the figure roared, the rock broke, and the figure burst into the air, galloping in the direction of the northern Xuan Xiancheng. !

His speed is extremely fast, and he cuts through the void. Less than the effort of tea, he has already come to the sky above Bei Xuan Xiancheng, staring at Xiaoliu!

At this time, Ning Qi’s enthronement ceremony had already come to an end. As a result, the figure rushed directly into the North Xuan Xian Palace and stood on the top of everyone’s head. Everyone was shocked by this change, and Qi Qi looked at the figure and looked strange. Incomparably, the North Xuan Xianhuang enthroned the grand ceremony, and some people dare to trouble? If it wasn’t for trouble, they couldn’t figure out that someone would be stupid and not so high that they would fly so high at this time.

Suddenly, the majestic spirit of the fascinating spirits swept out of the body of this figure. After the tens of millions of monks present felt the breath, the heart was shocked, and the low blood was vomiting on the spot. Zun and others also felt that they were suppressed by a mountain. It seemed that even walking around became a very difficult thing.

"Hey? This person's breath..."

The prince of the three meditations stood beside the demon lord Yuanzun, and his eyes fell on the figure, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

The feeling that this person gave him is already equivalent to the existence of the late demons. However, the breath on his body is different from that of the magic. Instead, he looks at Ningqi with the prince of the three princes. He is sure that there is a breath in Ningqi. It is exactly the same as the breath of this person!

After seeing this person, Xiao Liu’s face was slightly changed. Some of them were awkward. In the memory that he passed down, this person should have died for many years. Why did it suddenly appear in Qinglong mainland?

"Awful! It's terrible! It's much stronger than Dao Yan Xian Huang! What's going on in the Central Continent, such a presence, how come one after another!"

The nine secluded demon and other people were shocked and stunned. They couldn’t believe what they saw in front of their eyes. First, Ning Qi, then the prince, and finally the guy they had never seen before. The emperor still wants horror, but decades ago, Dao Yan Xian Huang was recognized as the first master of the Central Plains. Even if all the Yuanzun levels have joined forces, it is impossible to be their opponent!

On the building wood, Dao Yan Xianhuang opened his eyes fiercely, staring at the voice, and suddenly there was a ecstasy in his eyes.

"Imperial monk! Is a fairy monk!"

He knows that the ethnic group of Xiaoliu was chased by the monks of the immortals and finally fell to the central mainland. Now the monk monk suddenly appears, and its purpose is self-evident!

"Ha ha ha! The sky is not dead, my way! Now the monk monk appears, Long Zun, Ning Beixuan, you two will die!"

In the mind of Dao Yan Xianhuang, the immortal monk is an invincible existence. He dreams of going to the mainland of the fairyland, and the guy who appears at the moment is more horrible than him. In his opinion, it is repaired as Definitely stronger than Ningqi!

"Master! We are saved!"

There was also a hint of surprise in Xiaoyan’s eyes.

Han Fei Yuan Zun and Xan Xie did not understand why the two were so happy, but they were not stupid, and quickly looked at the figure with the eyes of the Greek wing.

At the same time, the monks in every corner of this world have also seen this guy who is not good.

"The North Xuan Xianhuang enthroned the ceremony, this person will not be dissatisfied with the North Xuan Xianhuang, want to mess up?"

"It’s so bold, he is sacred in the end, definitely not a nameless generation!"

“Is it true that there is a stronger existence in the world than the Northern Xuan Xianhuang?”

......

Just when the nine ghosts and other people were shocked by this figure.

"Boss, this person is from the mainland of the fairy."

Xiaoliu’s face looked at Ning Qi with a dignified look.

"It’s seen, this is a living immortal."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded. Some people looked at the person with curiosity. The spirit of the fairy spirit on his body was much thicker than him, and it seemed to be a lot more pure. In addition, there was a pathological one in this person. Breath, the body should have a wound that has not healed. After observing these details, Ning Qi looked at each other's attributes.

Qing Xuanfu: Zhao Wuji.

Equal order: the person is perfect (severe injury).

Fairy magical powers: shrinking into the inch, Qing Xuanjian.

Health: 45 yuan.

"I was the immortal of Qing Xuanfu who was chasing you at the beginning?"

Ning Qi looks at Xiaoliu.

Xiao Liuyi looked at Ning Qi with a blank face. He has never mentioned this in detail with Ning Qi. How can Ning Qi know even Qing Xuanfu?

Seeing the expression of Xiaoliu, Ning Qi’s heart is already clear.

At this time, Zao Wou-ki's breath has been continually scanned in Xiaoliu for several times, and finally couldn't help but laugh: "Ha ha ha! I can't think of Tianlong Yuxi finally showing up, you should only have the last one, right? Just kill You, Laozi will be able to return to Qingxuanfu!"

His voice, spread under the turmoil of the spirit of the Faerie, spread throughout the audience, and through the shadows of the sky, was introduced into every monk in the heavens and the earth, in the ears of every mortal.

Qing Xuanfu?

What is this power?

Why have they never heard of it?

Nine Secrets and other people fell into deep shock, because they suddenly raised a terrible guess in their hearts!

If this guess is true, then I am afraid there will be another fierce battle today!

The look of the corpse of the corpse, the celestial celestial beings, the tyrannical tyrannical, etc., gradually dignified, and the other person who came from the poor is not coming, and the pick comes at this time, clearly not giving Ning Qi’s face, if let him Disrupted the throne of the throne, why is Ning Qi's face?

"Zhao Wuji, I remember that among the immigrant monks, your strength is the lowest. I thought you were dead. I didn't expect to survive."

Xiaoliu sneered, his voice was loud, and his body gradually exudes a scent of nine robbing creators. According to this recovery speed, Xiaoliu can't use it for a long time to break through the shackles of the nine lords and return to the realm of immortals! There are some pity in his heart. If Zao Wou-Ki gives him some time, with his strength, he may be able to kill this guy with obvious injuries!

This sentence seems to make Zao Wou-ki think of the terrible battle that once happened, and everyone clearly caught a horror from his eyes!