Chapter 1094: Who is the ants?

Who is the ant?
"what?"
In the void, a scorn came out, only a ripple of ripples, and several figures from the inside.
"Mulan Ganges!"
"Made the Dragon Emperor!"
"Six-eared demon!"
The eternal life monks who appeared together a few years ago appeared again in Dongxuan City today. Their eyes were a little shocked to see the nine clouds in the sky.
"What kind of instrument is this?"
Mulan Henghe muttered to himself.
"I am afraid it is the best instrument..."
The complex look of the Dragon Emperor swept Ningqi.
The ears of the six-eared demon show the color of greed, staring at the nine-encrusted bells, and waiting for everyone to react, he suddenly shot and grabbed the bells of Jiuyun.
"This instrument is mine!"
Waiting for his hand to touch the nine Yunshen bell, the body of the six-eared demon emperor suddenly stagnated in the air. At this time, his fingertips were one inch away from the Jiuyun Shenling.
In the original heart, there was also a change in Mulan Ganghe and other people, who dared not act rashly, and looked at Jiuyun Shenling and Ningqi with shock.
"What happened?"
In the eyes of the nearby monks, there was a hint of doubt. In the next moment, they saw an incredible scene. They saw Ning Qi, who was caught in his head, moving slowly. He first got out of the palm of Ying Qingning. Out, and then lifted the Dragon Sword and put the head of Ying Qingning on the ground.
The immortal monk was killed?
Everyone looked at this scene with horror, and they took a breath of cold, and they were all unbelievable.
"How could this be……"
The Eastern spirit lost its voice.
In the distance, the Eastern Holocaust and others were relieved. Jiang Qing complained: "How can the younger brother not take out the cards early, and we are worried about him."
She did not know that Ning Qi took out the Jiuyun Shenling, which is equivalent to risking being smashed by people. Compared with Ying Qingning, Xiaoliu has some jealousy and its owner. Obviously it is much stronger.
After chopping the head of Ying Qingning, the system's prompt tone did not sound. Ning Qi knew that the immortal monk was not so easy to die. Sure enough, the head of Ying Qingning was born from the neck at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Can the brain be regenerated when it is lost?"
The nearby monks looked at this scene with a stunned look. They didn't really know until now that the difference between the eternal life monks and them was.
Ying Qingning looked at Ning Qi with sorrow and poison, and there was a shock and an angry color in his eyes.
His own eternal monk, the greedy wolf Zong Tianjiao, was actually cut off by a late monk in the battlefield? If this is passed to the Qinglong mainland, it will be ridiculed for a hundred years.
Hey.
Ning Qi is another knife.
Shadow Qingning’s head landed again.
In less than a moment, Shadow Qingning’s head was born again, but before he revisited Ningqi, his head was once again degraded to the ground.
Five, six, ten... ninety... one hundred...
There are more and more heads on the ground, and the shock in everyone’s hearts is getting stronger and stronger.
Ning Qi's face is a bit ugly, and the effect of Jiuyun Shenling is about to pass. With his current cultivation, the ability to manipulate the nine Yunshen bell tea is already the limit. Next, Ning Qi not only cuts off the shadow. Ning’s head also smashed his body into pieces, burning with the law of fire, freezing the law of frost, and decaying the law of wood...
Ying Qingning was turned over and over again by Ning Qi, and the flesh was turned into a powder. However, Ning Qi could not really put him to death.
Everyone looked at this scene, and once again, from the bottom of my heart, I felt deeply the power of the eternal monks. In exchange for them, I was afraid that I would die.
Jiuyun Shenhua became a streamer, disappeared in Ningqi, and the six-eared demon regained control of the body, and quickly flew to the side of Mulan Ganghe and others, his face was bright.
"What is this instrument?"
Shadow Qingning's body once again recovered from the piece of minced meat at the speed visible to the naked eye. He twisted his neck and pinched his wrist, looking at Ning Qidao with a smile.
"It seems that I want to let Xiaoliu go on the court. If he can't shake the shadows, I have to confess this to me."
Ning Qi sighed in her heart.
"Don't you say? Rest assured, I will let you say, I changed my mind. After I intended to deprive you of the blood of the immortal, I will send you on the road, but you just cut me so cheerful, so energetic, I also Can't make you die too simple, isn't it?"
Shadow Qingning smiled slightly and reached out to catch Ningqi.
Until now, the nearby monks have already determined that Ning Beixuan has lost.
However, in their hearts, Ning Qi is defeated and glory. They have never heard of it. There are monks in the late period of the battlefield, who can persecute an eternal life to such awkwardness, and live a life of more than one hundred people. The head was cut into a meat chop.
"and many more."
A voice rang behind the shadows.
"Wu Yin, are you crazy?"
Luo Qingyi first glimpsed, subconsciously glanced at the empty side of the side, this is sure, the figure behind the shadow Qingning is indeed Wu Yin.
"Who is this person?"
"It seems that Ning Beixuan’s men have been following him for the past few years."
"It is loyal, the monk in the early days of the fighting area, isn't it going to die?"
There are quite a few monks who know Wu Yin, and there is a hint of ridicule in their eyes. In their view, Wu Yin’s move is undoubtedly stupid.
"Wu Yin? This guy..."
Ning Qi looks a little weird.
"You are talking to me?"
Shadow Qingning turned around and faintly looked at Wu Yin. At the same time, his eyes swept over Mulan Ganghe and others, and his eyes flashed a trace of imperceptible taboos. Qi, this guy sacrificed the instrument that he could fix. He hadn't discovered that Mulan Ganghe had actually hid in this void, apparently intending to capture the oriole in the back!
"Don't talk to you or who? You guy is really funny."
Wu Yin rolled her eyes.
"In the early days of the battlefield, the monk dared to talk to me like this? Are you crazy?"
Shadow Qing Ning brow slightly wrinkled.
"You said that I am fighting in the battlefield, I am fighting the land? I also said that I am in France, do you believe?"
Wu Yinxiao smiled.
"Ants."
Shadow Qing Ning snorted, and a palm hit Wu Yin, the power of the violent law, instantly condensed a huge incomparable handprint, as if Wuzhishan, fell to Wu Yin's head.
"I am an ant? No one dares to say this to me."
The smile on Wu Yin’s face gradually receded, and the tone of the voice seemed to change a person instantly. When he said this sentence, there were thousands of figures in the sky above Dong Xuancheng. The face is exactly the same as Wu Yin.
"Who is the ants?" Wu Yin smashed the attack of Ying Qingning with a palm, and smiled at him faintly.
Everlasting?
Is he an immortal monk?
In addition to Ning Qi, everyone looked at Wu Yin with a shocked look at the moment.