Super Dragon Slaughtering System

Chapter 696 is in qualifying

Kyushu Empire.

Beijing.

Than the battlefield.

The royal family stands.

This time, because it is the qualifying of the Dongzong site and the top-class Zongmen, there are quite a lot of people in the palace. With the likes of the same level of the father-in-law, there are nine, each with Two or three little emperors or little princesses, in front of these 30 people, there is an old unfair father-in-law, and the face is wrinkled and pulled, as if it is about to enter the coffin, dead and heavy.

This person is the most intimate member of the Imperial Palace and the Kyushu Emperor.

Beside him, standing there are several ages, these are the top eight princes, some of them are already very old, but the Kyushu emperor does not abdicate one day, even if they are a thousand years old, they still It is the emperor.

In addition, the entire battlefield has been surrounded by the arrest of the black prison gate, in order to prevent emergencies.

In the audience, in addition to the ordinary people in the capital, there are more than one hundred local comrades, and there are thousands of people, occupying the excellent grandstands everywhere.

The night scorpion stood on the stand of the black prison gate, standing around and always catching up. The last time because of Ning Qi and Yuan Yi, the night rushed to the face and lost his face. After returning, he received a considerable Heavy punishment, so when he saw the existence of Ning Qi in the Yunqizong stand, his eyes showed a hint of killing.

Fuhu faintly swept away and looked at each other. The eyes of both sides just looked at each other in the air, as if there was a bang, and an electric light was wiped out.

Later, Fu Hu turned his head with a smile, looking at the game, his eyes slightly moving.

The tour seemed to be shocked, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart. Was it that he was reinvented by the body of the tiger? Hey, I know this early, I should hand in my resignation soon!

"You are traveling, this time, I am going to sit in your house."

Fu Hu smiled.

The rest of the second-class silver-clothed public servants heard a lot of doubts on their faces. At the same time, they flashed a glimpse of their eyes. They didn’t know why Fuhu’s father-in-law suddenly went to the government’s office to sit down. Did he say that? What has been done recently?

But they seem to have never heard of it.

There was a bitter smile in the heart of the game, and it seemed that things were really exposed. Otherwise, how could Fuhu suddenly want to go to his house and sit down, his house has no treasure...

Thinking of this, the game seems to be a glimpse of Ning Qi, and my heart is concerned.

Yunqizong’s stands.

Nu Tao glanced at the empty space not far away, and sneered at Deng Tong: "The jade Danzong guy is always the last one to enter, even if the first and second stars and Jinling Valley do not have such a large shelf. ""

Deng Tong smiled and said: "Go by him."

In the end, his eyes looked at the Star Gate and Jinling Valley not far away. The elders of both of them saw Deng Tong as they looked, but they smiled politely and nodded.

Taking advantage of the inner disciples behind them, at least three of them are the ninth-level dynasty in the life and death. Deng Tong’s heart sighs secretly. The strength of the other sects is indeed stronger than that of Yunqizong.

When I think of it, Deng Tong looks at the other side. It is the place where Ming Jingzong is. Ming Jingzong can be said to be the brother of the Yunzong. Every time he is in qualifying, he is the last one to take turns. Deng Tong’s eyes suddenly appear. The dignity is incomparable, because he saw the elders of the Ming dynasty's elders, 'Jiang Feiliu', standing on the top of the ninth level of life and death!

In addition to him, the remaining inner disciples are similar to Yunqizong, and the strongest is just the peak of life and death.

"Deng Tong, this time, you have to sit in the last one."

Jiang Feiliu laughed at Deng Tong.

"Elder Jiang, I remember that you have not seen the eighth peak of the life and death, and this is the little guy. Where did you find it?"

Deng Tong’s face is suspicious.

"Haha, do you care for me? Anyway, he is now an inner disciple of my Mingzong."

Jiang Fei’s proud voice.

Deng Tong knows that the other party is obviously looking for foreign aid. The ninth-level dynasty of the life and death seems to be far older than ordinary inner-door disciples. The qualifications should not be good, but it takes a long time to practice. There seems to be no name in it.

"Hey, this time it was really a double-sided attack, and the gambling contract with Yu Danzong, and the comparison of Ming Jingzong, oh..."

Deng Tong sighed again in his heart.

As time approached, the disciples of Yudanzong, under the leadership of Huang Haitao, finally came to the battlefield, and they sat in the stands next to the clouds.

"Ha ha ha, time is just right, Deng Tong, your 50,000 yuan in the spirit of Jing, are you ready?"

Huang Haitao laughed at Deng Tong.

Deng Tong’s face was iron and blue: “It’s too early to say that it’s too early for Huang’s elders to say this.”

"Oh, this is also the case, you have to let your losers take it orally, but unfortunately, your disciple from Yunzong can't meet my disciple of Yudanzong."

Huang Haitao snarled.

According to the rules of qualifying, they are all ranked first in the Zongmen first test, then hit the first level, Yudanzong ranked third, want to meet with the disciples of Yudanzong, must win thirty-two The door is OK, so Huang Haitao said so.

"It's almost time, Yunqizong, Mingjingzong, are you ready?"

The 36-year-old top-ranked Tianxingmen elder ‘Sunday Star’ smiled and stood up, looking at Deng Tong and Jiang Feiliu.

"Ming Jingzong is ready."

Jiang Fei Liu Lang channel.

Deng Tong took a deep breath and nodded. "Yunqizong is also ready."

"The two can send disciples to play. According to the rules of the past, there are two wins in three games."

Zhou Tianxing smiled slightly.

His voice just fell, Jiang Fei's life after the ninth off the top of the dynasty, has appeared in the field.

"Hey? Is it the ninth level of life and death?"

"Ming Jing Zong actually has such inner disciples, will not be foreign aid?"

"Looking at the appearance of this young man, I have no impression. It should not be the first 100 existence of the Dragon List. It is estimated that the age is over 60 years old!"

As we all know, the Baixiao family ranking will take into account the age factor and the cultivation time factor. The younger the age, the higher the revision, the higher the ranking.

Some of the old fighting emperors who have been in the ninth year of life and death have not even qualified for the Dragon List. This person should be in this category.

"I don't know who the cloud will send."

In the corner of the stands, the patriarch of Xianfengzong secretly thought that he was sitting beside him, two emperor-class elders, ten Samsung to nine-star fighting emperors, dozens of fighting-level disciples, Qin Yao, Ling Yan, Ling Mu and Ling Xiao are among the dozens of fighting kings.

The mouth of the angry sea evoked a hint of sarcasm, looking at Ning Qi, said: "In the first battle, give it to your disciple, Ning Zhenchuan!"