Chapter 1785: Tibetan magic

The first thousand seven hundred and eighty-five chapters
"Thank you for the village head! Thank you, the village head!"
As long as they can save their lives, now they can accept the price. What about Ningqi is simply to drive them away, even the punishment?
The villagers in front of the village of Yunqi were afraid that Ningqi would change his mind and immediately flew outside the big market. In less than a moment, the effort disappeared into the eyes of everyone.
"Hey, the village head is still too soft."
For Ning Qi, the group of traitors who hated to peel and bone in their eyes were let go, and many villagers in Yunqi Village were somewhat dissatisfied.
However, some villagers feel that Ningqi is very human. It is completely different from the ordinary eight-robbery creator. In exchange for any one person, I am afraid that just the group of guys will be killed on the spot. Other monks in the big market look at Ningqi. Eyes, with a trace of respect.
The strong, can make people feel fear, fear, but only the strong recognized by everyone, can get the respect of the monks from the heart.
"He is really elusive, and he is decisive and decisive, and so tolerant?"
Long Po Po's eyes are slightly complicated.
And Xiao Wu night and so on, this is even more so, I don’t understand in my heart, Ning Qi can even let go of this group of ants, why can’t they let go of their ancestors?
Suddenly, there were a few loud noises in the distance. I saw the villagers in front of Yunqi Village who had just left. I was extremely embarrassed and escaped. The face was horrified, but they were not waiting for them to flee to Ningqi. A cloud of dark fog shrouded and the black mist dissipated. All these monks became the bones of the forest and landed on the ground.
The villagers of Yunqi Village saw the situation, and the look suddenly became unpredictable. However, they watched the group of betraying monks who died in the village, and they still felt very happy!
"Ha ha ha, the news on the top is really correct. This time there is only such a point in the big market. You can kill a good time this time!"
A monk who was wrapped in a black robe and couldn't see the face, appeared in the void, and his eyes hidden in the darkness seemed to be looking at Ning Qi and others.
After he made a burst of laughter, one monk dressed in the same way as him appeared next to him, a total of nine people!
Long Po Po responded very quickly, looked up at the map, and sure enough, not far from them, there was a faint white spot flashing.
"It is the top ten monk in the battlefield list!"
Long mother-in-law cold channel.
"The road is desperate?"
The monks in the Great Wall heard the words and looked at the map of the stone in the sky. Then they looked at the group of black robes with some suspicions.
But then, their expressions became weird, and their eyes fell on Ningqi.
What are you afraid of? This time, the situation is different from the past, and there is no need to be afraid.
"I just heard that there are nine dragons screaming here, um, there is still a strange smell. I want to come. Some of you have produced the medicine of the Kowloon Supreme Class. I wonder if I can let it be next?"
The breath was the most sturdy, and the first appearance of the black robe was slightly moved, and it appeared in a distance of hundreds of feet away from Ningqi.
The eyes hidden in the darkness seem to be looking at the dragon mother-in-law and others, because the breath on them is the strongest among the people at the moment.
As for Ning Qi, who has only five robbing creatures, he was directly ignored.
"You are the younger brother of Tibetan immortals, and the true magic of Tibetans?"
In the eyes of Long Po, she suddenly showed a hint of color.
"Ha ha ha, you are the yin and yang dynasty dragon mother-in-law. I haven’t met you in the past few gambles. I can’t think of it today. Hey, your seven masters of the sect, how can you only have three of them? Here, have they left with the sacred son? Then these little fish and shrimp, we will accept it!"
The black robe screamed.
The three dragons and mothers look at each other and look a little strange. The cultivation of the Tibetan magical monarch is extraordinary. In the list of the power of the road, it ranks second, second only to the Tibetan immortals. If they really want to fight, they It is impossible to join hands with Sakyamuni, and it is impossible to be the opponent of the Tibetan magical monarch. Because it is the same as the Tibetan immortal, it inherits the martial arts of the Scorpio, and the group of monks who have been swallowed into white bones are dead. Under his shackles!
"True Jun, small fish and shrimp, where there is a valuable medicine for the Kowloon Supreme."
A black robe whispered.
"Well, good! Dragon mother-in-law, hand over the medicinal herbs. Anyway, you have to be like us, and go to the desperate situation with Lei. It’s useless to take these medicinal herbs."
Tibetan magic really laughed.
"Dan medicine is not on us."
Longmao shook her head.
"Oh? Who is the refining medicinal medicine? Among the monks in the field, who else, in addition to the three of you, has the ability to refine the sage of the Kowloon Supreme?"
The Tibetan demon Zhenjun swept the crowd with some suspicious thoughts.
At this time, he seems to find Ning Qi's medicinal scent, the most intense, Tibetan magic really suddenly laughed and flew to Ning Qi, and said: "Little doll, Dan medicine handed over, I spare you not to die."
When the Daxu monk saw this scene, his face was suddenly weird.
The other party actually called Ning Qi, which is easily suppressed by Lian Yan Shengzi, as a small doll? Isn't this looking for death?
Snapped!
Ning Qi waved a slap in the face of Zang Mozhen, his black robe covering his head, and instantly flew up, revealing an extremely ugly face inside, everyone saw the respect of the Tibetan magic, and suddenly fell Taking a breath, the original person can still be ugly to this extent.
Twisted like a bunch of meat squeezing together, the top is full of all kinds of poisonous insects, because Ning Qi just slap, some poisonous insects die directly, turned into green juice, contaminated on the face of Tibetan magic Make his face ugly again!
"you?"
The Tibetan demon Zhenjun looked at Ning Qi with anger and anger. The eight men he brought saw this scene, and his eyes showed an unbelievable color.
Snapped!
Ning Qi’s backhand was again a slap in the face of the Tibetan magical monarch. This time, the Tibetan magical monarch was directly transferred to the place of seven hundred and twenty degrees.
"True king?"
His men finally reacted, roaring, and rushing to Ningqi, Long Po and others saw it, and in vain, directly suppressed the group of creators who had only seven robbers.
"who are you!"
Zang Mozhen was terrified and went back dozens of steps. He looked at Ning Qi unbelievably. He only felt the burning pain on both sides of his cheeks. The mites that had been raised on his face were already shattered by Ning Qi. ! The juice in the mites is extremely toxic, and at the moment it is burning his face, and there is a burst of black smoke!
"I? Ning Bei Xuan."
Ning Qi smiled.
"How have I never heard of your name? No, let the Son! Call him out!"
The hidden magical eyes are slightly moving, and they are busy.
"He is dead."
Ning Qi smiled.
A chill, rising from the body of the Tibetan magic king...