Chapter 1673: It turned out to be him

The first thousand six hundred and seventy-three chapters turned out to be him.
"What happened in the Valley of the Dead?"
Everyone was stunned and watched the hundreds of black gas seemingly unwilling to fade away. There was an incredible color in his eyes. Not long ago, the seven monks of the Seven Great Zongmen became a zombie with a black gas. There are hundreds of people in the Valley of the Dead?
"That guy is not simple. Under such circumstances, he can still run out. This method is also absolutely unique."
Many monks looked at Ning Qi's eyes, which was rather weird, and Tukong and others finally confirmed that Ning Qi could escape from the hands of Du Laogui, probably because of this speed.
"Is this guy angered the corpse king? I was going to wait for the day of the yang to win the corpse, and there will be no change at the moment?"
"It's okay, this mission is extremely important, so the lord sent us to come. At the same time, I believe that the old man and his old man are also nearby. If something changes, the old man must show up. We just have to wait for the time to go in and corpse. It is only good for Wang Ling to take it out. Only the three lords who are like us have the opportunity to obtain the corpse of the corpse without the corpse being aware of it. At that time, we have a corpse-level powerhouse. Be the eighth largest sect, and compete with the seven sects!"
"If you can really become the eighth largest sect, we will be proud of the sorcerer's sorcerer, and look at the nine secluded sects who dare not oppress me!"
"The most crucial thing at the moment is to stabilize these monks, and don't let them enter the Valley of the Dead again, lest it cause a change, especially the kid."
Wan Long’s eyes fell on Ning Qi, but he found that Ning Qi was just watching him, and his heart snorted. Could it be that his own voice was heard by this guy?
Impossible, even if it is the existence of the fairy king, it is difficult to hear the secret between him and Yu Jian.
Read this, Wan Long's face showed a smile, nodded to Ning Qi, then went to the entrance of the Valley of the Dead, not far away, to see everyone.
"You, the death in the Valley of the Dead, I am afraid that it is extremely dangerous. We are better to wait here. Don't go blindly, otherwise it will only die."
Wan Long rang, his eyes swept through Ning Qi.
"It makes sense. We haven't understood this for the time being. It only adds a few zombies to the Valley of the Dead."
The Tu Kong is attached to the road.
Hundreds of monks here have heard the words, and they feel that Wan Long is very reasonable. Plus they would not intend to enter the Valley of the Dead at this time. Some of the people who are arrogant, when they saw the scene, they dismissed the entry. The thought of the Valley of the Dead.
"The refining ghosts... the corpse king orders..."
Ning Qi facelessly walked to the side of the brothers and sisters of Shao Shaofeng, sitting cross-legged.
From the sound of Wan Long and Yu Jian, he has been able to determine the true destination of the other party, not the desperate death, but the valley of the dead.
"Getting the corpse king order, you can become the eighth largest sect. It seems that the sacred sects think that the strength of this corpse is at least equal to that of the nine lords. In terms of the strength of the black qi, this possibility is great... but Is the lord of the refining ghosts really between this group of monks? Want to be the eighth largest sect, that is at least eight lords and more..."
Ning Qi’s eyes swept over hundreds of monks in front of him. Each of the monk’s property panels was unveiled in front of Ningqi’s eyes, but he did not find the sovereigns mentioned in Wanlongkou. It seems that he even came here and did not show up.
In the void, a pair of eyes are quietly watching Ning Qi.
"This is a very fast speed. Unfortunately, if I am a disciple of the ghosts, if this task allows him to do it, the success rate will be higher. The time to seize the corpse is only once every 100,000 years. The ghosts have failed several times in a row, and the secret sects have basically been eliminated. This time, no one should compete with my sacred sect. If I succeed, the sacred sect will be carried forward and even have a chance. Asked Ding Yuanzun..."
Suddenly, the eyes hidden in the void, revealing a horrible color.
A young monk dressed in red and black robes, with his chest, his neck hanging with huge beads, his lips black and purple, and his cold and incomparable looks, came with a giant elephant, and every giant leg fell. Let the earth tremble.
On the back of the giant elephant, there is a delicate bed, the curtain is hung, and the white meat is entangled in it. The young monk is sitting in the middle of the center, and there are several white arms like lotus roots.
"This giant elephant seems to be a 'light image'? Just born is the light of the of the creator? Who is the person who came..."
Many monks have a shocking color on their faces, because they recognize the origin of this giant elephant, can make the gods like mounts, and the comers are at least the existence of the fairy king!
Ning Qi’s eyes were swept away, his look was slight, and he naturally recovered his gaze.
"Happy Devil? Is this guy chasing me, or is it for the corpse of the dead?"
The situation is getting more and more confusing, even the joys and devils have arrived, and Ningqi’s desperate death to this time, a large part of the reason is to avoid the joyful demon, after all, took away the other party’s konjac, which is endless. Enmity, can not be resolved, only one of the two dead, can end!
Unexpectedly, I actually met each other here. Fortunately, although he did not know how to rejoice, he learned that he killed Chen Zhong and snatched the joyful konjac, but he certainly did not have the ability to view the property panel, as long as he did not Exposed to the horse's feet, the joy of the demon will not find his existence.
Not all monks can't recognize the joy and demon, such as Wan Long and Yu Jian, they recognized it in the first time, because they are not the first time to see the joy and demon, although the refining ghosts are remote, but they used to To rejoice in the tribute of the Mozong, Wan Long was in the tribute of those times, and he had seen the face of joy and devil.
"How come the joyful demon is coming, is there a ghost inside the refining ghost?"
When Yu Jian’s look was not calm, Wan Long gave him a wink, and the two retreated to the shadows, ready to see the situation.
"Ha ha ha! Little joy, how come you are here?"
In the air, a laugh came out in vain. A figure came out of the air and landed directly on the light of the god. Everyone saw it, and the heart sucked a cold breath, flying in the dangerous land? This guy is really fearless, not afraid to enter the forbidden area?
The eyes in the void are even more frightened, as if to see a terrible scene.
Little joy?
"Does this guy shout for joy and reverence for a little joy?"
Ning Qi glanced at him. The person who came from was an 18-year-old boy who looked cynical, but his eyes, Ning Qi had a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it several times...
"It turned out to be him..."