Super Dragon Slaughtering System

Ning Qi took the Fang family ancestors away. In the next ten days, Wang Hai finally determined that there was no ghosts in the small world where they were located. All the ghosts were killed by Ning Qi on the same day with indescribable means!

In addition, gradually, some of the sorcerers found that the power in their bodies is continually elapsed, from the first inability of the magician to completely lose power, to the last exorcist to become a mortal, only three months. time.

At that moment, everyone in the world knows that the world has changed, and their next goal is to begin to explore the strange land around.

"What is your ability?"

In the void, Ning Qi faintly looked at the Fang family ancestors.

Fang’s ancestors’ face was shy and red. “Bei Xuantian Emperor, the ability of the disciples is very general...”

"Exactly, there is a group of magic monks over there, you use them to try your hand and let me see your skills."

Ning Qi smirked and waited for the reaction of his family's ancestors. The body shape of the two disappeared in the same place, and when they appeared again, they were already in a town.

The town is a bit sluggish, and occasionally one or two rotting corpses can be seen on the street, which looks like a ghost town.

“All of them are ancient buildings. It seems that there is another civilization among this strange land!”

Fang's ancestors looked around curiously, and couldn't help but sigh. Then he quietly stunned Ning Qi, and suddenly he felt a sense of superiority.

In his view, Ning Qi should also be the ancient man of ancient origin, certainly not too knowledgeable about science and technology.

Although the strongest technology can not cause a little damage to Ningqi, the ancestors of Fang’s ancestors still feel superior.

At the same time, not far from the two, there is a big mansion. There are several gloomy monks standing in front of this big house. Their killings have almost become essential. Everyone is the fifth step. !

"Wu old devil, we Lin family have been reclusive in this remote place, why are you still struggling?" In the mansion, an old man who needs to be white is glaring, staring at the few people outside the door. In this situation, the old man also exudes a trace of undead fluctuations, and behind him are dozens of monks of different ages, these monks

Or angry, or staring at the three monks outside the door!

"Lin Yuan, our grievances of the year must always have a knot. Although you have been expelled from the sect, you can live a day and my heart will not be perfect.

For so many years, I have been pursuing your way down. I did not expect that you will hide in such a mortal town. I am very curious. How do you know that I am coming soon to remind those mortals to flee here? ”

Known as Wu Laomo, the undead smiled and looked around, with a hint of disdain in the tone, with a hint of Lin Yuan’s joy and a touch of curiosity. "Your taste, even if I am separated from me by a hundred thousand miles, I can smell it. You slaughtered the faction and filled the door, stepping on the bodies of countless brothers and predecessors, and became the lords of the Seven Sages. You have done this. Waiting for the extinction of human beings, God will always have a day

Received you! ”

Lin far angered.

"The Sovereign, there is no need to talk nonsense with him, let me kill him. Your heart knots will be solved naturally, and you will be able to complete the exercises and achieve immortality!"

Wu Lao Mo’s side was slowly opening in the middle of no death.

The other one did not speak at the end of the undead period, but concentrated on Lin Yuan to prevent him from fleeing suddenly.

"it is good."

Wu Laomo nodded with a smile and slowly stepped back.

In the midst of the undead, the face suddenly showed a sneer, just about to enter the yard, but saw a figure inexplicably between him and Lin Yuan.

This is a baby wearing a red apron.

"Who is the child?"

Lin Yuan lived.

The children of Lin’s family behind him face each other. In their memory, there is no such small child in their own family.

"Ha ha ha!"

In the middle of the undead period, I looked at Fang’s ancestors, and then suddenly burst into laughter, and the eyes were full of ridicule:

"Lin Yuan, have you let a baby come out against me? Is he the generation of Tianjiao that you have cultivated, and at a young age, there is no ability to compete with the fifth step of the monk?"

"What are you laughing at?"

Fang’s ancestors snorted and faced Ningqi. He couldn’t help but face other people. He couldn’t help it!

The ability of the S class is not something that ordinary people can imagine!

The body of Fang’s ancestors slowly suspended in the air, and suddenly reached out and shot at the other side. After the mid-term reaction of the undead, there was already a small black palm print on his face.

"What is this means?"

The undead was stunned in the middle of the dead, but then found that there was no discomfort in the body except for the palm print on his face, and his face could not help but reveal a smile.

"Hello, this matter has nothing to do with you. You don't have to intervene between my Lin family and Wu Laomo."

Lin Yuan suddenly went to the Fangjia ancestors to hold the fist.

He has determined that Fang's ancestors are not ordinary babies, they should be some kind of monks, but they keep this strange gesture.

There are people in the practice world, and there are not a few who live tens of thousands of years old and wear a dudou!

"Nothing, he is dead."

The Fang family ancestors laughed.

The face of the undead in the middle of the day changed in vain, only to feel that there was a special power that bloomed from the palm print on his face.

In an instant, he was covered in this special power, and the flesh and blood began to melt. In this process, no matter how he urged the undead force in the body, it could not prevent the body from being eroded!

"Impossible! Is it some kind of poison?"

The face of the undead in the middle of the face showed a faint color, then immediately turned to look at Wu Laomo: "Sovereign, save me!"

Wu Lao Mo is not a dead perfect, more than his strength is not known. Wu Laomoo gave a cold drink, and raising his hand was a palm. A sigh of relief came out of his palm and fell on the mid-term monk. Unfortunately, his temperament could not stop the special power. After, an undead strong,

In the eyes of the public, this is the result of a pool of blood, death can not die!

"What is this means?"

This time, it was the turn of Wu Laomo and Lin Yuan to be shocked.

In the distance, Ning Qi looked at the means of Fang’s ancestors, and suddenly there was a hint of smile in his eyes. If he guessed it correctly, those ghosts, including the ancestors of Fang’s family, should be related to the king of God.

The power of the king's kingdom is even higher than the gods! If Ning Qixiu is too much for the ancestors of the Fangjia family, if the other party is at the same level as Ningqi and has these strengths, I am afraid that even Ningqi, who has opened the nine armor, will not be the opponent of Fang’s ancestors.