"The right thing to learn from the adults is that I am underestimating."
The martyr is respectful.
"These are not your opponents in the year. There are three areas behind them. They are two three four, five six seven, eighty ninety. I see your strength, which is almost equivalent to three or four years in the flesh training camp. ”
The at mountain smiled at Ningqi.
"Three or four years? Is this rookie so strong?"
Many people do not believe in the year, including the martyr.
The four monks who entered Ningqi’s flesh training camp at the sa ti couldn’t help but flash a glimr of color. Just entering the training camp, they can get such a high evaluation from the at mountain pass. Compared with them, the gap is getting bigger. Now!
"understood."
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
Suddenly, "I also asked the Tu Daren to give up a little. My match with this one is not over yet."
The face of the at mountain has changed slightly, and the low voice said: "I have already said that your strength is almost the sa as that of the three or four years old."
"I know, what about it? Isn't the Tudan going to intervene between and him? Is this contrary to the original intention of the training camp?"
Ning Qi faint road. The martyr's look changed in vain, and this was a mystery in my heart. The original Tu Daren appeared not only to teach him, but to intervene in the test between him and the other. Does the big man think that he is not the opponent of this rookie and may be destroyed?
Lost body?
"Tu Daren, you let it go, this rookie has just co, what rules do not understand, even if the strength is comparable to three or four years of life? Let wait to teach him lessons."
The martyr smiled. Flesh Mountain frowned and looked at Ning Qi, then shook his head and stood aside. The martyr saw it and greeted him. As one of the top ten masters of the year, he imdiately showed it. There were seven or eighty students. Co over, plan
To play more and less.
"As an old man, I am going to teach you a rule in a flesh-and-blood training camp today. Here, you have nothing to do with it."
The martyrs laughed proudly.
"Don't talk nonsense with him, go up!"
Along with a low drink, the fairy palace behind this group of students erged one after another, and seven or eighty of the fairy palaces appeared together. The scene was extrely spectacular.
"It’s so lively every year, is there a great rookie?"
Suddenly, behind the martyrs and other people, a group of people appeared. They looked at the scene in front of them with a smile and laughed at them. They finally gaze at Ning Qi, curious, unwilling, and gloating.
"It is possible to let the students join forces to compete against each other. The strength of this child cannot be glimpsed. It is estimated that it is similar to ."
"Maybe it's just too mad, so they can't help but take the lesson together."
"Let's see it first."
"Repress him, don't let the old people look down on us!"
The martyr also noticed the situation behind him and imdiately rumored.
In the next mont, the seventy or eighty monks of the Immortal Palace took the shot, and the power of the horror of the Immortal Palace was vast, with the atmosphere of destroying the earth and destroying the land, and went to Ningqi.
From the beginning to the end, Ning Qi was calmly standing in the sa place.
"Scared!"
Many people have the gloating color in their eyes, even the at mountain eyes staring at Ning Qi with a sneer, want to see how he will respond to this scene.
Ning Qi smiled and raised his hand gently.
A dragon scread.
Then, the sixty-seven silver dragons were shot by him, and the palms of the yang were directly attacked by the dozens of monks who were closest to Ningqi. At the sa ti, the horrible force made them The fairy palace behind it has cracks.
Dragons 18 palms!
Hey!
Ning Qi's body shape is constantly changing. Every ti there is a place, soone will scream and fly backwards.
His approach is simple, but it is rude.
The dragon's eighteen palms are known for their power, and Ningqi's physical strength has far surpassed that of the immortal monks. At this mont, every palm is played, and for the martyrs and others, they are unable to resist. A hit.
Hey!
After a few interest.
The noise of the ground continued to ring, and those who joined forces with the martyrs and intended to suppress Ningqi’s monks were lying on the ground.
Only the martyr did not have a single thing, still standing in the sa place, staring at Ning Qi with a stunned look.
"This guy……"
The mouth of the at mountain is slightly open, and so look at Ning Qi.
The four monks who ca in at the sa ti as Ningqi looked at each other and saw the shock and stunned color in the other's eyes.
"How can it be……"
The group of three or four years old faces showed a horrible color.
Even with them, there is no way to join in so many monks and monks, so easily won!
"The strength of this son is probably almost the sa as those who have stayed in the flesh and blood training camp for seven or eight years..."
One step, two steps...
Ning Qi walked slowly toward the monks. During this period, the martyrs were stiff and could only stare at Ning Qi, but they did not dare to use other ans.
"You just said sothing wrong."
Standing in front of the martyrs, Ning Qi smiled.
"...what words..."
The way the martyrs are subconscious.
"It doesn't matter, it won't be difficult, but if you don't have the strength, you can't do it."
Ning Qi smiled.
Then he looked at the head of the martyr with his face and his hand, and the martyr saw it, his eyes flashed a bit of struggling color, and finally seed to give up completely, letting Ning Qi’s palm fall on his head.
boom!
Dozens of silver dragons rushed out of the body of the martyr, and instantly shocked his body into a powder.
"Pity."
There was a hint of heartache in the eyes of the mutton mountain. The martyrdom was he intended to focus on the cultivation. Now the body is destroyed, and the body will be re-aggregated.
"Is it distressed? It seems that they still care about these students."
Ning Qi has been paying attention to the look of the at mountain, and finally he has captured the slightest color, and the corner of his mouth can not help but rise. Just when everyone thought that the end of the matter, Ning Qi suddenly shot another hand, the silver dragon flying in the sky, crazy into the annual body that had been severely injured by Ning Qi, the blink of an eye, all seven or eighty hit
Broken body...
"you……"
at Mountain looked at Ning Qi with anger, and almost vomited blood in his heart.
"Predecessors, I have not broken this rule?"
Ning Qi looked at the at mountain and smiled.
"No, no bad, you are very good..."
at Mountain gave a strong laugh and turned and left.
Ning Qi smiled and looked away. The rest of the year was seen, and they retreated. They looked at Ning Qi in horror, without the previous mania and pride.
When Ningqi saw it, his eyes suddenly fell on the group of people who were watching the place in the distance. The atmosphere of this group of people was a bit more than the martyrs. It should be the second area, born in 234?
"What is his look?"
“Don't you plan to do it with us?”
"When we are coming to us, what are we doing, are we playing or withdrawing?" Seeing Ningqi step by step approaching, the group of old people began to be calm.
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