Chapter 1752: Come to me next time?

The first thousand seven hundred and fifty-two chapters come to me next time?
The monks in the village heard the words of the month of shame, suddenly suddenly, the other party actually wants the village chief to dissolve the village? It’s really deceiving, it’s not true!
However, they are also somewhat worried. Although Ning Qi is strong, can he deal with the existence of the top 50, which is also the top 50 of the list?
"Fortunately, it seems that today Yunqi Village can't stay. After the village is dissolved, it is estimated that those villagers have to be chased after rejoicing."
There are quite a few monks who are secretly glad.
"Dissolve the village, and return to the seven valleys with you? There is something to tell me about the big gambling war?"
Ning Qi’s eyes flashed a taunting color, and looked at the shameful month.
Girl, is your brain in the water? It’s a threat to threaten them not to join me.
Now I’m going to dismiss Yunqi Village. Are you sure that your face is so big?"
In the eyes of the shy moon, there was a fascinating color, and then the eyes cooled down. The killing intention gradually condensed in the pupil. "Ning Beixuan, do you really think that defeating the Shuan reincarnation, can you deal with my husband and wife?"
"Why can't you deal with both of you at the same time? Are you strong? Are you a ninth creator?"
Ning Qi looked confused.
"Shy month, don't talk nonsense with him. This guy is not seeing the coffin and not crying. If you don't have a gamble, you don't need him. If you don't have one, he will kill him, and then you will catch all the ants in the village. Zong Gu, male is slave, female is swearing!"
A sneer in the heat.
"Well, I have the same idea as you, but I don't have a male slave girl around me. When I solve both of you, I go to a seven-story valley in person, and uproot the power of the demon in the place, and then die." Desperate, if I am in a day, I will not be happy with the monks of the Mozong."
Ning Qi smiled and said.
The scene suddenly became awkward.
Tens of thousands of monks heard Ning Qi’s words, and they felt incredible. What kind of existence is the magic? Said to be uprooted and pulled up?
In the future, the monks of the Mozong will not be allowed to enter the desperate situation of death. Isn't that the joy of the Mozong dog rushing to the wall? The other two thunders are desperate, and the road is desperate. For the seven masters of the sects, the sinister anomaly is not only dominated by the alien monks, but every time a big gamble war, They have a lot of enemies in them, and it is impossible to go at all.
"Really been waiting."
Fang Qin’s face showed a hint of anticipation. She knew that Ning Qi’s words would definitely be realized.
"Rejoicing the Mozong this time, it is estimated that it will be extinct in the end of death."
In a Zen room, Shijiao reopened his eyes and saw a smile in his eyes. He was inconsistent with Yan and Shame, and Jiuquan Ancient Temple was extremely unhappy with the way of practicing the Demon, and it was already private. For many years, in addition to this, there is still a trace of gloating in the reincarnation of the Sakyamuni.
"Hurricane!"
The sun and the shameful moon screamed together, and everyone only felt that the surrounding scenery had changed in vain. It appeared in a desert of yellow sand. The hot daylight was shining from the sky, and there were many monks in the blink of an eye who were sweating in the blink of an eye. This, definitely not the ordinary sun!
But not far away, there seems to be another place where there is ice and snow, and there is a chill of wind. In addition, there is still night, and the faint moonlight falls to the ground.
"The field of integration with each other?"
Ning Qi’s eyes flashed a hint of curiosity. None of the masters he met before could forcibly take him into the realm of creation, because before that, Ning Qi would react, either directly killing each other or hitting Break the other side of the field of creation.
Only this time, he did not notice, and appeared in the realm of the other side in a moment. It is obvious that after the integration of the two people’s fields of creation, there is a special attribute, which is the attribute of this thread. Unconsciously, it is pulled into the realm of creation.
"This is the realm of the two rejoicing of the Mozong predecessors? How have we been pulled in?"
"Predecessors, it is not our business, we are not the villagers of Yunqi Village!"
"Please also ask the seniors to know!"
In addition to Ning Qi, the 70,000-year-old monks who were preparing to register before were also present in the desert. Fang Qin Fang Shu, Zhang Qinghua, Han Tiansheng, Ning Zi, all the villagers of Yunqi Village were also pulled by the other side. Come in, it is estimated that the ordinary eight-robbery lords have no such means.
The group of monks looked around and looked scared. The three were the top 50 of the battle list. The battle between them was bound to be earth-shattering. If they were not careful, they would be killed by the aftermath!
"Ning Beixuan, in the field of the creation of my husband and wife, do you think there is still hope for victory? I will give you another chance, squatting three screams, pleading guilty, and handing over the joyful konjac. I will spare you a life today!"
"Shy month, why should you spare him? Direct killing!"
"The gamble war is about to open, for the sake of the overall situation, don't worry, kill his chances, let him make a contribution to the desperate situation before he dies, and this will kill him."
The voices of the two are in all directions, and it is impossible to distinguish their position from the sound.
"There is some meaning in your field of creation, but it only ends here."
Ning Qi’s mouth was slightly raised, and the Dragon Sword appeared in his hand, waving a knife, and the knife light instantly shattered the void and landed on the boundary between the two fields of creation.
Everyone only felt that the sky was shaking, and there was a glare of white light flashing in front of them. The next moment, they found themselves appearing in the outside world.
Yan Day and Shame Moon looked at Ning Qi with disbelief. The breath of the two people was somewhat ups and downs. Obviously, after being linked to the field of creation, they suffered some minor injuries.
"Is this knife so powerful?"
"Shame month, don't stop again, the release of Sakyamuni is in his hands. It does have its truth. This is not a good deal."
In the eyes of the two, there was a hint of dignity. Before that, they always thought that they had joined hands and had a full grasp of the other side.
"So, come to me next time?"
Ning Qi smiled.
The pupils of the two suddenly shrank, and a very horrible breath, which emerged from Ning Qi, they felt a sense of death.
The next moment, Ning Qi disappeared in the same place. When the two responded, they had one more palm on their shoulders. Then, the two were caught by Ning Qi and straight toward the ground, banging. Deep into the ground, two small mushrooms clouded into the sky.
When the dust smoke dissipated, everyone saw that Ning Qi had two figures lying on the ground, and the upper body was deeply immersed in the ground.
"Good, strong..."
Everyone looked at this scene with a stunned look and his mouth opened slightly.