Chapter 1584: Demon cloud

The first thousand five hundred and eighty-four chapters
Within a few days, the monks of Wangjiazucheng suddenly noticed an unusual taste, clearly the bright sun on the last moment, but the dark clouds covered the next moment. They looked at it carefully and turned out to be two groups of demon clouds floating to the ancestors. Over the city, covered the vast ancestral city.
Before the ancestors, Ning Qi sat in a rocking chair and swayed leisurely. Not far away, Wang Yi and others were catching each other. Ning Qi spoke from time to time, and every sentence made Wang Yi horrified. .
"Why didn't this opportunity directly dig his eyes?"
"Since you have already hit the other side, you should use your best to smash his head!"
Ning Qi was so persecuted, and Wang Yi, who made the other party as a killing father, began to really kill. Serious injuries are common. Only when someone is really in danger, Ning Qi will save it, which in turn provokes Wang Yi their fierceness.
Wang Zhong is very interested in watching, and he sighs in his heart. The Wang family will probably have 15 more killing gods in the future, because Ning Qi teaches them that it is not the truth of everything that will be seen in the future, but the opportunity to be found. Dead.
When the demon cloud came, the Wang family also noticed it, but it was not as alarming as it was at the beginning, but it was calmly raised and looked up at the sky.
"Bei Xuan ancestors?"
Wang Yi and others stopped their hands.
"Let you stop?"
Ning Qi faint road.
"Yes!"
Wang Yi was shocked and ignored the fairy clouds in the sky.
Ning Qi sat in the rocking chair, his eyes passed through the two groups of demon clouds, and saw the existence behind him. He didn’t mean to get up, and he didn’t even mean to say hello.
Above the two groups of demon clouds, there are two teams.
One of the teams is the deer army led by Lumen Zhenxian. About three or four hundred people, standing on the demon cloud, wearing neat armor, prestige, such as Tianbing Tianjiang. The ethereal Tianzun stood beside the deer's real fairy, his face looked ugly and looked down at the red-faced monks who were hung on the pillars.
On the other side, a group of monks dressed in different styles, about twenty-five people, their eyes fell on the three Wanshou Valley monks.
"Don't ask you, but Zhanlu Xianchao, the main life of Wanshou Valley, is not dead?"
Lumen Zhenxian’s eyes fell on an old man led by the group of demon clouds.
The old man’s forehead was so strong that it was like a peach. The long beard almost fell to his feet. It was the owner of the Longevity Valley. He was called the undead fairy. How long did he live, even the creators of the four or five robbers? I am not sure, because when these creators are young, the immortal fairy has been famous for a long time.
"It is the old age, the lord is the deer of the real thing? Long-awaited name."
Undead Xian Weng nodded with a smile, but the monk behind him was full of excitement, his eyes filled with anger, and he could not wait to come to Wangjiazu City to kill Ningqi.
"Don't dare to be. When I was young, the immortal fairy was already very famous. When I said it, it was a younger generation."
Lumen really smiled.
"Oh, practice together, the master is a teacher, Lumen Zhenxian is so young, he has already won the title of true immortal, but the old is not comparable, but what about the younger generation? But Lumen Zhenxian came here this time, presumably For Ning Bei Xuan this son? I heard that this son offended the Ganges River King, suppress him, can get the reward of the Ganges River King."
Undead Xian Weng smiled.
"The undead fairy is misunderstood. You are a predecessor. I think there are several monks underneath that seem to be Wanshougu. Are you here today to rescue them? If so, it is not good to get ahead."
Lumen really smiled.
Undead fairy Wengpi laughed and laughed, and then looked at the bottom, whispered: "If this is the case, then it will be rude, go to five people, bring those three shameful guys up."

His voice just fell, and there were seven or eight people who rushed out of the demon cloud and fell in the direction of the ancestors of the ancestors. They always noticed that the monks who were moving here saw the situation, and suddenly they were shocked. This time there were seven or eight creators. It seems that the battle behind the demon cloud is not simple.
Wang Zhong smiled and stood on the side of Ning Qi. Wang Yi and others did not seem to see the seven or eight creators. They still smothered each other. Only the creators who were hung on the pillars raised their heads and their faces appeared. The color, the red-faced monk and other people see the man who is not the ethereal sect. I don’t know if I should be disappointed in the heart, but others are disappointed. Only the three monks in Wanshougu are ecstatic, although they have no lower body, but they just flee here. Give them hundreds of years and still be able to develop a lower body that is not weaker than ever.
"Ning! North!"
In order to strengthen their own voice, the seven or eight Wanshougu monks yelled at each other, but their Xuanzi had not been exported yet. Ningqi waved his hand, and the seven or eight Wanshougu monks were like broken lines. The kite slammed into the ground.
"Wang Zhong, hang up."
Ning Qi faint road.
"Yes!"
Wang Zhong smiled and waved, and several monks who had already prepared had already picked up eight pillars and were very skilled to insert into the ground. Then Wang Zhong personally hanged the eight monks who had been beaten to death. It’s up.
On the top of the demon cloud, Lumen’s true immortal look is unchanged, and the ethereal Tianzun’s face has changed greatly. The three or four hundred elite Jinglu Army, the look is not very good-looking, I thought this mission is not too difficult, and there are Lumen Zhenxian personally led, but just the seven or eight robbing creators, even a splash of water did not splash and sank...
"Xian Weng?"
The Wanshou Valley monk looked at the undead fairy.
The face of the immortal fairy is still hung with a light smile. "It's a bit interesting. It seems that his cultivation is not weak. If the creator is not an opponent, he will kill the lord."
"Yes!"
Suddenly, seven or eight robbing creators looked at each other and secretly bite their teeth and rushed out of the demon cloud. However, they learned this time and did not directly attack Ningqi, but kept a distance.
"Ning Beixuan, hand over the monks of my Wanshou Valley! Otherwise, destroy you today!"
The loud voice echoed around Wangjiazu City.
The rocking chair slowly swayed, and Ning Qi glanced at them. The next moment, the seven or eight robbing creators felt that the world was changing, and their eyes were full of horror.

The field of creation?

"When we are separated by thousands of feet, how can we still cover us in his field of creation?"
Without waiting for them to figure out, a wave of sacred spirits has swept over them, and they did not even resist the movements. They were rushed into the body by this violent fairy spirit. Turned over and fainted, all this happened in the electric light and flint.
The outsiders just thought that the figures were slightly swayed and they were planted in the direction of the royal family.