Chapter 1840: Are you really afraid of death?

The first thousand eight hundred and forty chapters are you really not afraid of death?
Originally lively and extraordinary, the magical demon, now quietly around, the air is filled with a touch of blood, the hundreds of thousands of monks before, not all scattered, some are not willing, still staying in the hundreds In the city, just not too close to Ning Qi too, their eyes, occasionally fell on Ning Qi, and occasionally watching the stone is silent.
The square city here, can only survive by the rejoicing of the demon, and the joy of the demon is gone, then they will not be long before they can only be disbanded.
Van Gogh did not leave, but the sacred army that had been brought by him had already left the place by him, and he was not allowed to stay for a moment, lest he should be misunderstood by the Ning Beixuan. He was lucky this time, and he did not intend to be in the first place. Therefore, when the deputy head of Hanshan Prefecture and others have to break their hands to leave, he can keep his arms. At this moment, he and his younger disciple Lingyu stand in a square city. From here, they can see Ningqi. The location.
"Master, why is he still not going?"
Ling Yu asked some puzzled words. Although she was resentful because of Ning Qi’s killing the little demon Wu Chongxian, she saw the other side’s rejoicing and demon respect directly, and the resentment in her heart disappeared without a trace. Because the two sides are not at the same level, the gap is too far.
"It should be waiting for that."
Van Goe is a faint road.
"That? But the legendary gods? Do you want to be the first battle of the Emperor?"
Ling Yu was slightly surprised.
"It should be, Ning Beixuan ruined him with an eyeball. With that character, there is no reason not to come here personally. Just smashing the joy and demon, just warming up, after that, I am afraid it is a can The battle of the deer fairy smashed, the Jade Emperor King also died, no accident, Cang Jiyuan respected 50% chance to come to this place personally!"
Van Goe is really immortal.
"The battle that broke our Van Goose fairy dynasty? Master, then what do we do?"
Lingyu sucked a cold breath.
"There is no way. You think I am going to persuade him to leave this place. Don't fight with God in here. Will he listen to me?"
Van Gogh’s eyes flashed a faint smile.
This time is really innocent. If the rejoicing of the Mozong is not in the territory of his Van Gogh Sin Dynasty, there is no need to be so entangled at this moment. If the Sin Dynasty is really broken, then he will become a real immortal in the future, as for those who only exist. The three robes of the lord of the sacred dynasty, the cultivation of resources is poor, and the sacred deer can not be compared with the sacred deer, Van Gogh really immortal.
Not only is Van Gogh really impressed this, but the great figures who have been repaired between the six robberies and the seven robbers have not chosen to leave this place at the moment, but are entrenched in various cities and towns. In groups, they have their own small circles, but at the moment, many of the mutually exclusive circles are because of Ningqi, but now they are gathered together and whispering each other.
Ning Qi used the cultivation of the seven robbers to kill the nine lords and revered the devil, so that their eyes suddenly widened. Before today, their common sense was that the monks could fight more than the order, but only under eight robbers. The powerful seven-robbery creator can indeed kill the eight-roof creator through various means, and is known as a generation of arrogance. However, there has never been a case where the seven lords of the creator can kill the nine lords, at least, before today, they I have never heard of it. Ning Qi’s move is equivalent to opening a new door and a new goal for them.
"You have heard of the name of Ningbei Xuan before?"
"No."
"I have heard that it was thought to be a newly rising Tianjiao, weak and strong, and killed four Xianwang-level existences. Well, it is the Ganges River King. You and him should also know each other."
"Yes, when I was young, I and the Ganges of the Ganges once fought together in the desperate situation. Unfortunately, since he was taken into the door by Cang Jiyuan, he became very proud. I have nothing to do with him. You must not Speak indiscriminately, lest you be heard by that person!"
A monk seemed to be stepped on his tail, suddenly blasted, staring fiercely at the other person, then he was afraid to look at Ning Qi, seeing Ning Qi did not notice the situation here, the heart is loose With a sigh of relief, the other party has just killed the terrible existence of the joyful demon. If you are labeled as a friend of the Ganges, you still can't live?
"Tianjiao, this is the real arrogance. Before that, I thought that the sacred son was already the limit of our central arrogance in the mainland. I didn't expect to have a strong middle hand..."
"Yan Shengzi, this son is very unusual, can be seen by the Dao Xianxian, and accepted as a pro-disciple. In a short period of time, it will break through to the realm that you and I can hardly look at. The combat power is also absolutely good. Among the eight lords of the creator, except for the desperate situation of Lei’s desperate and the ruthlessness of the two powers, no one is his opponent, and the two years of practice can be more than the sacred son. Dozens of times!"
"But now it seems that compared with him, Yan Shengzi is not a star and a half. At least, Yan Shengzi does not say that he is rejoicing, even if he is an ordinary nine-robbery creator, he can't beat it!"
Everyone heard the words and looked at each other. Then they nodded in agreement with this statement.
"God deity should be coming soon. If this son can survive in the hands of God, today is the real rise. If it is dead, it will be useless."
A monk's eyes fell on the stone monument far away, blinking.
The time passed quickly. On the 7th and 8th, the original site of the revelation of the Mozong had already become a ruin. Only a solitary stone monument stood up. The monks who came later did not see for themselves how Ningqi killed the revered demon, but saw The joyful demon is turned into a ruin. It is only by inquiring and self-imagining, but also how fierce battles have been experienced before.
Bodhi Danmai.
In front of a huge display, Bodhidharma and others were sitting in the hall, watching it nervously. Suddenly, a black dot appeared in the display.
"coming."
Bodhidharma looked a little dignified.
.........
"Someone flew to the stone monument!"
"who is it?"

It looks very young, is it going to be a teacher? I knew this, I just tried it in the past...

In the major cities and towns, all the monks were attracted by the figure in the air. Soon, the figure flew to the stone monument, only ten feet away from Ningqi.
Ning Qi was on a false squat, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young monk who was glaring at himself. He smiled and said: "Your eye is born so soon?"
"In the Central Plains, no one dares to talk to me like this. Are you really afraid of death?"
The young monk stared at Ning Qi, and his body was full of breath. His voice, under the turbulence of the power of creation, spread all over the tens of thousands of miles!