Chapter 1585: Undead

The first thousand five hundred and eighty-five chapters are not dead
"This……"
There is a hint of horror in the eyes of the ethereal Tianzun. Just a few monks of the Wanshou Valley have only been weaker than him, but they are all two robbing creators. How can they be defeated in a blink of an eye?
The look of Lumen Zhenxian has finally changed slightly. He has seen a change in his eyes to Ningqi. He remembered the words he had said when he went to the day and night.
"Fortunately, I didn't have a reckless shot today..."
In the heart of Lumen, the fairy was secretly glad, and then his eyes fell on the undead fairy. He wanted to see his reaction. The undead fairy is a stranger who has lived for countless years. There are always some means of imagination.
Unexpectedly, he found that the immortal Xian Wen even lost more than a dozen of his own hands, and his face still hangs a smile. You must know that more than a dozen or two robbing creators, even the Lumen Sin Dynasty, can't afford it.
Although the Zhanlu Xianchao is much stronger than the Lumen Sin Dynasty, there is so many masters in a district of Wanshou Valley.
The truth is the same. Every creator is extremely rare and rare. Otherwise, the Ganges of the Ganges will not bite Ningqi for a fierce air, and the Emperor will not be because of the disciple. Danmai died in the inheritance, and revenge was suppressed afterwards.
"Xian Weng..."
The confident Wanshougu monk, who has already been confident, has already begun to be afraid. He dares not to arbitrarily take it out and look at the undead.
Undead Xian Weng faintly swept the deer door really fairy, smiled: "Lumen true fairy, you come from afar, do not intend to try the bottom of the kid?"
Lumen Zhenxian laughed and said: "In fact, it is actually going to negotiate, there is no intention to start."
"Ha ha."
Undead singer's mouth evoked a mocking smile, then gently waved his hand, the demon cloud under the foot spread a big hole, the undead fairy stalked the void, appeared in the vision of a group of monks in Wangjiazu City.
"A person?"
The monks in Wang Jiazu City suddenly felt strange that the other seven or eight people were not opponents. Only one person came this time? Is it a stronger Creator?
"This person seems to be a good deal."
The elders of the king's major peaks are somewhat shaken, and the appearance of the immortal fairy makes them feel very weird. Like the forehead of Shou Tao, is this guy a race or other race?
In fact, the most shocking thing is that the parents of the new kings, such as the wind and the clouds, are old. They used to be the masters of the heavens. They have been reluctant to become the elders of the royal family. However, after watching these battles from the past few days, they are in the heart. Wang Zhongcun was grateful.
If Wang Zhong did not refer to a living path to them, I am afraid that with Ning Qi’s cultivation, even if they fled into the Central Continent, they would not escape.
"Ningbei Xuan."
Undead Xian Weng smiled and looked at Ning Qi.
"What is the relationship between your long appearance and Shouxinggong?"
Ning Qi smiled.
The two are thousands of feet apart. One person is in the air, one person is sitting on the rocking chair, but it does not hinder the communication between the two. Their voice is very loud.
"Shouxinggong?"
Undead Xian Weng smirked: "This is caused by the practice of my practice. In fact, before I practiced this set of exercises, I was more handsome than you."
"Jokes."
Ning Qi's eyes are a bit strange.
"I came here today. Actually, I am not malicious to you. If you are willing to give back those few guys who are not successful, add two thousand lives to your royal family. You may consider putting a lifelong path."
Undead fairy Weng laughed.
"Wang family two thousand lives?"
"This old man is a big talk!"
"Old things, I am afraid that it is not the enemy of the North Xuan ancestors, but also dare to be so crazy?"
When the monk Wang Jia heard this sentence, he suddenly became angry. Even Wang Yi and others couldn’t help but risk being scolded by Ning Qi. They stopped their hands and looked coldly at the immortal.
"Interestingly, this group of ants are too interesting. In this case, I have to take back the previous sentence, then 5,000 lives. If it is not enough, let the ants in the city make up the number."
Undead fairy Weng laughed.
This time, other monks in Wangjiazu City were also angry, clearly in a weak position, and even opened their lives? What is the truth?
Ning Qi’s face showed a hint of curiosity, and he glanced at the attributes of the undead.
Wanshou Valley: Undead Xian Weng.
Equal order: three robbers creator.
Gongfa: Longevity has no boundaries.
Health: One dollar.
Well? One dollar of health? Isn't that over ten billion? Ning Qi's eyes are slightly bright, is this the opponent's card? I know that I have a lot of blood, so even if I see those two lords who are planted in my own hands, are there any fears?
No, it should be more than that.
Ning Qi secretly denied his own guess, and his face hangs a hint of lightness. He is not dead. Weng said: "The old man, what brand of cards do you show up?"
There is a pity of unfortunate color in the eyes of the undead fairy. "Actually, according to my request, we can make a big deal with this matter. It will cover the face of my life and save your own life. Why not? Ok? Although I already know that you were superb in the performance of the day and night, even the three lords of the rejoicing of the Mozambique have died in your hands, but... Are you really unwilling to accept the conditions I have just now? As long as 8,000 lives, you can spare your life..."
Rejoice in the three robbing creators of the Mozong, who died in his hands? Still thousands of years ago?
The guys who were hung on the pillars heard this sentence, and suddenly they showed a faint color in their eyes. Even Lumen Zhenxian and the ethereal Tianzun were the same.
"Damn, almost..."
Lumen really stunned in the heart of the heart, and a cold sweat came from the back.
When he went to stay up all night, he didn’t see Shen Bai personally. He only spoke through one person, so he didn’t know the true fighting power of Ning Qi. If he knew that he could kill the three lords in the first place, he must even I will not come here...
"Old man, there is a saying that I have not heard of you."
Ning Qi smiled.
"What?"
Undead fairy Weng smiled slightly.
"Shouxing Gong went to the latrine to light the lamp."
Ning Qidao.
"What is the solution?"
Undead Xian Weng laughed, he knew that Shou Xinggong was referring to himself, but Ning Qi said what he meant, he really could not guess.
"Looking for 屎 (death)."
Ning Qi smiled and laughed. The Wang family had a slight glimpse. Some of the quick response had already been guessed, and they could not help but laugh.
"Oh... my exercises are a bit special, but unfortunately, only half a step, I can directly enter the six robbery. Today, for you, I will go out early..."
Undead Xian Weng smiled and shook his head and sighed.
The situation of six robberies?
Everyone is stunned.
"No wonder..." Lumen really took a sigh of coolness. It’s no wonder that the undead sage has lived for so long, but it has been surpassed by a younger generation. It turned out to be the reason for his practice. So, he has been suppressing himself. Repair?
The next moment, the breath of the immortal fairy rose in vain.
"Four robbers!! How can there be no robbery? Can his tactics escape the thunder?"
Lumen really lost the channel.
The Wang family and the monks of the Wangjiazu City gradually looked dignified. The elders of the major emperors turned their eyes to still sit in the rocking chair, like laughing and laughing at Ning Qi, who is not dead.