Super Dragon Slaughtering System

The first nine hundred and seventy-three chapters

The nearby Mozu looked strangely and looked at the emptiness of the mountain. They had already discovered the spirit of the emptiness of the mountain. It was the beginning of the devil, but the person who had just shot was the hottest demon king of the Yanshan City in the past few years. !

"The strength of Bei Xuanyuanzun is already so strong?"

The demon corpse looked at Ning Qi with a stunned look, and there was a dazzling color in his eyes. However, after a slight shock, Yan Xianyuan’s mentality was calmed down, because he was mentally prepared in advance. Surviving under the intensity of the previous thunder, Ning Qi's strength is definitely not so simple on the surface.

"Who is you? I am the elder of the spiritual tribe, and the spirit is open. These two thieves have stolen my spirit grass. Do you want to avenge them with my spiritual tribe?"

Lingxu Kaishan suppressed the blood and blood in the body, stood up from the ground, looked at Ningqi a little taboo, but his heart was a bit strange, the smell of this guy in front of him seemed familiar, but he was sure that he Never seen Ningqi.

"Old guy, spiritual herb is the object of the Lord, why is it yours?"

The demon corpse retorted.

“It’s a clever thing to be a spiritual tribe.”

Ning Qi smiled.

The emptiness of the mountain is a slight glimpse, the other party really came to the spiritual imaginary tribe? Did he accidentally see each other?

"You don't know how to be illusory and spiritual?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Wait, your breath, you are..."

In the eyes of the emptiness, a stunned color appeared in the eyes of the mountain. When the other party’s sentence just opened, he suddenly realized that the breath was not the smell of the demon who had killed the spirit and the emptiness. The cultivation of this Mozu is so strong?

"Have you been to the magical land at the beginning? Is the spirit of illusion and the spirit of the sky, is it in your hands?"

The emptiness of the mountain is slightly cold.

"Bei Xuan Yuanzun and this old guy also have hatred? Qiao!"

The demon corpse looked at the emptiness and opened the mountain, and looked at Ning Qi again. His face suddenly showed a smile.

There are some accidents in the heart of Zhai Xianyuan. It seems that Ning Qi had already killed the demon of the Lingxu tribe before, and the two sides had a feud.

"Yes, these two people are indeed killing me."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

"Do you want to come to the name of my spiritual tribe, killing the demon genius of my spiritual tribe, and so unscrupulous?"

Ling Xuan opened the mountain voice.

The nearby Mozu looked blank.

The Lingxu tribe is indeed very strong, but... Compared with Yanshan City, where can the Lingxu tribe be strong? What's more, this guy is threatening, or the pro-disciple of the most powerful person in Yanshan City, Zunshan Devil Payne...

"so what?"

Ning Qi snorted, now even if there is no background in the Devil's House, he is not afraid of the spirit of the tribe, the other party can not be killed because of the death of one or two ants, personally let the land magic period exist to pursue?

"This guy, even the name of the Lingxu tribe is not afraid?"

The emptiness of the mountain opened slightly, and his face became a bit ugly. Just the strength of the other side’s exhibition, the emptiness of the mountain was not as good as it was. Now it’s not enough to fight, and the threat is useless, but it makes him somewhat dilemma.

"Looking at the mountains? How do you have time to come to Yanshan City? Since I am not able to sit down at the North Moon House, is it to look down on me as an old guy?"

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came, and an old man walked to the front of the emptiness and smiled.

When I saw this old man in the spirit, I suddenly felt relieved. I didn’t have to lose face again today. He immediately hangs a smile on his face and swears: "Muyang’s predecessor, I just arrived in Yanshan City, and I have no chance to go. Beiyue’s home visit, I met two thieves who stole my spirit grass here. However, it seems that Yanshan City has to protect these two thieves."

Ling Xuan opened the mountain and sneered, his eyes fell on Ning Qi.

Beiyue Muyang is the existence of the middle of the demons. He is present today, and this guy can be solved.

"Oh, it’s him..."

Beiyue Muyang saw Ning Qi, his eyes changed slightly, and his smile gradually faded.

"Hello, seeing the seniors of Muyang, still not ritual? Since my spiritual tribe is far from Yanshan City, you are not afraid, the north moon home of Yanshan City, can't you still shake you?"

Lingxu opened the mouth of the mountain slightly up, and the eyes showed a hint of color. The nearby Mozu heard this sentence, and the face was even more strange.

"Opening the mountain, not rude!"

The Northern Moon Muyang dynasty slammed the mountain and slammed it. Then, with a respectful face, Ning Qiqi bowed his hand, "In the north of the moon, Muyang, I saw the North Xuan Shaozhu."

"You don't have to be polite."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

North Xuan Shaozhu?

Lingxue opened the mountain and looked at Ning Qi, and there was a trace of incredulous color in his eyes. He could be called a young master in Yanshan City. I am afraid that only... I can’t help but tremble here. A little, how is this possible?

"Muyang seniors, this, this is..."

Lingxu opened the mountain carefully and glanced at Ningqi, then looked at Beiyue Muyang, and secretly prayed in his heart, but his prayer was obviously useless. Beiyue Muyang looked at the eyes of the spirit and opened a trace of mercy. The color, the faint road: "The North Xuan Shaozhu is the disciple of Payne’s adult."

In other words, he said, "Opening the mountain, if you have misunderstood between you and the North Xuan Shaozhu, as soon as possible, I will know as soon as possible, I know you, Beiyue’s housekeeper, North Moon. You died ten years ago. In the hands of the North Xuan Shaozhu, his combat power is unfathomable. Even if it is me, he is not sure to defeat him..."

Even if it is Beiyue Muyang, is it not sure to overcome this?

The face of Lingxu Mountain was even paler, and he hesitated in his heart. His eyes fell on Ning Qi. "It turned out to be the North Xuan Shaozhu. In the lower spirits, the mountain was lost, and the disrespect was disrespectful. It was only the identity of the North Xuan Shaozhu. Why? So big bullying, killing my two geniuses of the spiritual tribes? I also asked the North Xuanzhu to give an explanation..."

Yes, he only needs an explanation, a step to preserve his face, Ning Qi casually explained a sentence, he said nothing, turned away!

As for revenge, it is no longer his thing. When he returns to the Lingxu tribe, he will report this matter. Naturally, a stronger elder will come forward to negotiate with Yanshan City.

The next moment, he looked at Ning Qi suddenly appeared in front of him.

“I rarely explain it, usually using a fist to solve the problem.”

Ning Qi smiled and smiled and looked at the emptiness of the mountain. He punched him on his belly. The whole person was beaten and flew up. The next moment, Ning Qi was pulling his arm, heavy. Falling on the ground, a burst of broken bones, echoed in the ears of the demons.

In these two cases, the blood volume of the imaginary mountain was directly hit to the bottom.

"Do you dare to kill me?"

Ling Xuan opened the mountain and looked at Ning Qi unbelievably.

"Why don't you dare?"

Ning Qi smiled and stepped on his head.

puff.

The brain is splashed.