Chapter 1117: Gas swallowing

The first one hundred and seventy-seven chapters swallowed thousands of miles
Ning Qi’s face is a bit weird. So, the cause of all these things is because of him? It is no wonder that Wen Hao has not seen the Hange and the present Buddha, and she is somewhat disappointed.
"Elder Wen, this thing can help you down, but I will only stay here for about three or four days."
Ning Qi smiled.
"You? Help me?"
Lu Qian’s eyes showed a hint of disdain.
Wang Quan frowned: "Are you going to let the Vientiane and the King Kong Temple come out?"
"The two are not available, this little thing, I will come out."
Ning Qi faint road.
"You come out?"
The taunting in the eyes of Lu Qianzhe is even worse.
Wen Yan glanced at him coldly and then looked at Ning Qi: "You are sure?"
"Eight ninety percent."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Good! Kong Sancai and his ancestor will arrive in Boguzon within a day or two!"
There was a glimmer of joy in Wen Yan’s eyes. I don’t know why. He had a little confidence in Ning Qi, perhaps because he had given him a fetish.
"This matter is very important. If things fail, then how will the purple fire glazed treat us? We must inform the lord and let him take the idea."
Lu Qian battle cold road.
After all, he got up and left the hall of the visitor. When he left, he also took a deep look at Ning Qi.
"Don't worry about him."
Warm and cold, sweeping the back of the battle, and smiling at Ningqi: "I am afraid that only Bogu Zongli will be able to merge into the purple fire glazed."
"Is there still such a thing?"
Ning Qi stunned.
"Why didn't you? Lu Qianzhan was just a dissertation. Later, Bo Guzong, who came in later, compared with me. He didn't really have any feelings for Boguzong, but he was profitable. Now Boguzong brought him no benefit. He naturally wants to hold a thicker thigh."
Wen Hao is unceremonious.
Wang Quan heard the words and nodded slightly.
After Lu Qian’s departure, there has never been any more. The Bogu Zongzong’s main wind is not over there, and there is no news. The time has changed in the past two days.
At noon, Bogu Zong’s disciple’s elders came to Shanmenkou under the leadership of Wen Hao and Wang Quan. The disciples had already known that an elder of Zihuo Liuzong had come to Bogu Zong, expecting, dissatisfied, worried, and All kinds of emotions are filled with people's hearts.
"coming!"
Wen Yan's face changed slightly, and his eyes looked dignified.
I saw more than a dozen black shadows coming from the air, and instantly appeared in front of everyone. Ning Qi recognized one of them, that is, the sect of the First Emperor Sword.
At this moment, his expression followed with a respectful follower behind an old man, leading the old man's breath, very honest, is a late monk in the battlefield, but the power of the law is not too much, only 2,100.
"The late monk in the battlefield..."
Wang Quan’s face showed a hint of frightening color. He subconsciously swept Ningqi’s eyes. He was curious in his heart. He didn’t know what Ning Qi’s eighty-nine percent grasps. Now it seems that there are still a few percent left?
The old man who led the leader swept the crowd and smiled a little. He said: "The old man, the purple fire, the glazed glazed sect, the old man, Kong Zhengsheng, where is the wind of the lord of Bogu Zong?"
Everyone heard the words, heard his surname, subconsciously swept the hole, and rumors that there was no fake, this person is the ancestor of Kong Sancai.
"The sovereign is retreating."
Wen Yu Gong.
"Retreat? At this time, I still have a retreat. What does this mean? Reluctant?"
Kong Zhengsheng cold channel.
"Old ancestors, I am afraid that the wind is not trying to delay the time. After all, I still can’t bear this Bogu Zong."
Kong Sancai seems to laugh and laugh.
After all, his gaze suddenly fell on Ning Qi, and his eyes flashed a stern color. "How can this son return to Bogu Zong? Can it be said that the two are also nearby?"
Mind here, Kong Sancai’s eyes flashed a hint of jealousy, and he glanced around. After seeing the goddess of the cold song and the present Buddha, he was relieved in his heart, and his eyes slowly turned. Staring at Ning Qi, I don’t know what my heart is trying to do.
"Ha ha ha! Be late, let the elder Kong to forgive sins!"
A voice came from behind the crowd. I saw that the wind was not coming together with Lu Qianzhan. It fell in front of everyone, and the wind did not go to Confucius’s courtesy.
"Wind lord, you are here, the specific business, how are you prepared? Can you go with me to the purple fire glazed sect? At this place, in the future, I will take over the sword, you can have opinions?"
Kong Zhengsheng's faint road.
"Don't dare have opinions."
The wind is not full of laughter.
After a pause, he said again: "In fact, a few days ago, in the next sect of the elders, Lu Qianzhan, I reported the news to someone who was willing to help Bogu Zong to solve the merger of the place. Today, I will hand over this person to the elders of Kong."
"Lord! You!"
Wen Yan’s face showed a trace of incredulity, and even Wang Quan was shocked by the inexhaustible move.
"Oh? Is there such a person? Who is he? Can you be here?"
Kong Zhengsheng showed a hint of curiosity on his face, his eyes faintly sweeping through the faces of the crowd, but he did not find any suspicious characters.
"Ning Beixuan, this matter, you explain to yourself with the elder Kong, if it is not for the elders to inform me in time, I am afraid that you will make me Bogu Zong a big mistake!"
The wind is not cold and cold looking at Ning Qi.
Hey, countless eyes at this moment, all condensed on Ning Qi, which is curious, doubtful, and has a trace of anger and contempt.
"Is it you?"
Kong Zhengsheng stared at Ning Qi coldly. The next moment, he changed his face slightly, and his eyes showed a strange color. This kind of child couldn’t be cultivated with any concentration of exercises, so he could not see through the other’s cultivation. ?
"The wind is not exhausted, you are really shameless, there is Lu Qianzhan, wait for me to solve this matter, then come to the two of you to settle accounts."
Ning Qi coldly swept the wind and looked at Lu Qianzhan.
"Hurricane! Looking for my teacher to settle accounts? What are you counting! The early monks in the area of ​​Dou Dan!"
Lu Feng could not help but swear.
Behind Wang Quan, Liu Dongyu looked at Ning Qi coldly, and the corner of his mouth evoked a gloating color.
The wind didn't change his face slightly, and he smiled coldly: "Look for me to settle accounts? I am waiting for you."
Lu Qianzhan did not speak, he still has some backgrounds that are taboo.
"Wait."
Ning Qi snorted and went straight to Kong Zhengsheng.
In the first step, the law of the wood in the body suddenly surges out.
In the second step, the frost rule is surging.
In the third step, the law of fire is surging.
In the fourth step, the law of the wind surges.
In the fifth step, Ray's law surging.
The power of the limit of three thousand rules instantly makes Ning Qi like the same of war. The black hair moves like a waterfall. Although it is one person standing there, it has a weather that is full of enthusiasm. Hey the world.