The first thousand three hundred and twenty-two chapters have a few hearts
Killed the nine abandoners, a white light did not enter Ning Qi, his spirit of spirits, suddenly began to frantically surge, but when the fire is, but the light, but the electricity, but the water, but the water, as long as Ning Qixin When you read it, his fairy spirit can beco any kind of law. He gently raises his hand and sees a three-inch high palm. It has a mini Taiji diagram. This is the law of yin and yang.
Ning Qi's law, suddenly condensed a little, seems to be developing in the direction of the heavens.
"As long as I know the power of the law, it can be changed. This is the terrible place of the spirit of the fairy spirit. It can be called the power that only the fairy can use. It is really extraordinary. At this point, those creators cannot. It is just like , but the essence of evil Shura is very different from the spirit of the fairy spirit. It is a combination of the law and the power. If the essence of my knowledge of the sea is the legacy of the immortal, I am afraid that my current strength, at least Can reach the land of the Creator."
Ning Qi sighed with so regrets.
However, Ning Qi is already very contented. If there is no essence of evil Shura, his cohesive law will definitely fail, and it is likely to catch his own life.
"With my current ans, even if I face the old guy of Xuan Zhen, I can also fight a battle. If I encounter a fierce air, I will not have no power to fight back. But to kill the fierce air, the fire is still worse..."
Ningqi pondered for a mont, his eyes suddenly attracted by a distant tree, this tree has a faint demon, is a tree that is about to beco fine.
Ning Qi ca to the big tree and waved it directly. In a mont, the tree was cut into a pillar by Ning Qi, and the essence of the body was also blocked by Ning Qi.
"So hard, so long, it is enough."
Ning Qi smiled and glared at the big tree and moved to the original place.
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"This ti I go back to Luohaishan, I must retreat for three hundred years, and the storm will surely pass."
In the early days of the law, the monks walked side by side. After seeing them, they looked at each other and looked at each other and told them about their future plans.
"I am returning to Zongn and I am going to retreat."
"Ningbei Xuan this son, it is terrible, even the nine abandoners are fleeing, such a ans, I am afraid that Jianxi is not his opponent."
"You can notice that his body is directly integrated into the Fa, and it is very different from . It can be said that between the gestures, that is, the power of the world, and we want to use the phase, but we must bear the violent consumption brought by the law. There is no chance of winning with him."
"Besides, the power of his laws is extrely strange. The power of the law in my body seems to have produced a fear in the mont when he condenses the law!"
Thinking of this, the eyes of several monks brought a trace of horror, but fortunately they fled quickly, not left by Ning Beixuan.
"I don't know how many of them have died. After this incident, the Qinglong list must be shuffled."
A monk has so gloating.
Suddenly, he found that the rest of the people did not speak, and his figure stopped in the air. The monk’s eyes suddenly showed a hint of doubt, and he said to several people: "What happened to you."
The few people ignored him, but they turned their faces to the front and arched their hands. The hard way: "I have seen Bei Xuan's ancestors."
Bei Xuan ancestors?
The monk who had not found the trace of Ningqi was attacked by a chill in his body. He turned cold and turned to look at Ningqi.
I saw that they were far away from them. Ning Qi was holding a huge pillar with one hand and looked at them faintly.
"North, North Xuan ancestors?"
The monk was shaking and shivering.
"Bei Xuan's ancestors, huh, huh, it's nice to call."
Ning Qi smiled mockingly.
"Bei Xuan's ancestors, I was waiting for a few people to be blinded, this made such a wrong thing, but we cultivated a low-level, can not hurt the North Xuan ancestors, but also asked the North Xuan ancestors to see in a few people On the part of the Xuanzhen Wonderland monk, we spared our lives and made cows and horses, and there was no regrets!"
An older monk bowed his head to Ningqi.
The rest of the monks saw and bowed, and they had such a trace of luck in their hearts. I hope that Ning Qi could not rember what these little shrimps had done.
It is a pity that although Ning Qi has not blinked for more than a hundred years, he has beco very familiar with every monk. Whoever has passed a few words of his own, played a few tis, and has a basic mind.
"Your na is Pu Lingdong. I used a total of three hundred and sixty-seven tis."
"Your na is Zhou Yanhong. I used a total of five hundred and thirty-six tis of usages. I am swearing at eighteen sentences and mocking five sentences."
"Your na……"
A few people were stunned and watched Ning Qi as if they were like a few Jane. They not only gave their nas directly, but even they had a few tis in the past 100 years, and they had a few cold showers. They took the foreheads. co out.
As if knowing that I am going to die today, several people look at each other and eagerly flee in all directions. They are betting that gambling is impossible to kill them. As long as they can escape one or two people, it is a good deal. These people have already planned in their hearts. Today, they have escaped. No matter what thod they use, they must imdiately leave the Qinglong mainland to avoid the lilight.
Ning Qi sneered, using his hand as a knife, and directly slashed a few tis. The figures of the monks suddenly lost their balance and flew forward. In the process, their heads were separated from the neck and waved and killed. Suddenly, the nuns who wanted to take away their souls, Ning Qi hung the heads of these people on the huge pillar in their hands.
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The Qinglong mainland is in chaos.
Whether it is the immortal monk or the monk of the buddha, even the mortal can occasionally see a horrible figure, madly chasing the monks who used to be high, and the figure holds a pillar in it. Hundreds of heads have been hung.
Ning Qi has harvested hundreds of fresh lives from Qingming Wonderland, all the way to the Middle-earth Wonderland, Hegemony, and Pure Yang Wonderland.
Among them, the loss of Middle-earth fairyland is the least, including the Dragon King and other cave masters. There is no such thing as Ning Qi’s hand. Ning Qi’s heart does not understand, but he does not think about it. Since he has not shot, Ning Qi will naturally not kill innocent people. .
The biggest loss is pure Yang Xianjing. In addition to the pure Yang Jiu servants, hundreds of other law-related monks who have been shot have been found by Ning Qi one by one, all killed, and the head is hung on the pillar.
The most difficult to kill, can be said to be the sick son of Qingming Fairyland. He is one of the first group of monks who fled. He did not hide in Qingming Wonderland, but wanted to sneak away from Qinglong mainland. As a result, he was about to leave Qinglong successfully. When he was on the mainland, he was arrested by Ning Qi and tortured for three days and three nights. This was only because he had threatened Ning Qi more than once in the hundred years.
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