Chapter 199: Fifth-order little white horse

The ninth ninety-ninth chapter fifth-order white horse
Duan Juntian’s face was extremely ugly, and an angry punch hit the ground:
I will report this hatred! I will report it!

At this time, Duan Junhong woke up with Duan Jundi, and did not know what happened.
Or Duan Ruhui said things simply, and the two faces suddenly became extremely blue: "Damn, such an artifact did not get a hand!"
"He has the knife on his body. We are not his opponent, but if you report this news to the elders of the family, you should get a lot of rewards."
Duan Junhong suggested.
"It has to be like this..."
Duan Ruhui sighed.
.........
Murong was invincible and returned to Tianxiao Town. When he came to the Jiaye Hall, he saw his room in the room, standing with a slender woman.
Murong was shocked by the invincible heart. He quickly said: "How do you come in person? If you are discovered by Qingzong, I am afraid it is not good..."
The woman, that is, the faceless real person in Murong’s invincible mouth, turned slightly and looked plain and plain, and looked like the ordinary farmer woman.
"I found that the blood soul bottle in my hand was broken by fourteen. If I didn't come in person, I gave it to your employer. Wouldn't it be overwhelming? Let's say, what happened."
Murong's invincible face is a bit ugly, whispered: "The Ice Cave has a ground palace, which has the heritage of the ancient ice dragon. When I got the news, I rushed with the dark team..."
"Who then met? Why are all the people in the dark team dead?"
Thousands of real people snorted, said.
"It's a peak fight..."
Murong invincible himself felt that he said this sentence, very faceless, but in front of thousands of real people, he did not dare to lie.
Then he said things through the details, not reconciled: "If it is not the bucket, I can kill the kid with a palm!"
"The peak fighting spirit, accepted the ancient ice dragon inheritance of the bucket... As far as I know, the ancient ice dragon should have been an eighth-order dragon, equivalent to a fighting statue! That bucket, I am afraid in the sky More than the middle grade..."
Thousands of real people whisper to themselves.
The next moment, not waiting for Murong's invincible reaction, she has disappeared into the room, this kind of ghostly martial arts, than the half-hidden half-hidden fire of the service department does not know how many times.
Murong invincible suddenly relieved.
............
"Hundreds of Devils King Qiu Wanli, who was killed by a knife, killed him, is a peak fighting spirit, holding the heavenly buckets that have been passed down by the ancient ice dragon!"
Such a similar message, like the plague, spread rapidly, and in a few moments, it has already reached the ears of the blood.
Blood kills the sect.
The main hall of the Sovereign.
Due to the killing of the ancestors, the sects of the age, a total of three elders of the peak of the Emperor level to control, one in charge of the killer, one in charge of the sacred treasure, one in charge of the lurking in the vicinity.
Under them, there are more than twenty elders of various Stars, who are responsible for making decisions, judgments, and management of small things.
These three great elders, each of whom is an old monster over two hundred years old, enters the strongest of the first pass of the life and death porch, and rarely gathers together on weekdays.
However, after the murderer got the news that Qiu Wanli was slain, the three faces were extremely ugly, and they came to the main hall of the lord.
"The three great elders, Qiu Wanli was killed. It has been rumored to be rumored. Some people say that because of his ancestor, he is mad, and we will kill this kind of thing when we kill the sun." If this is not handled properly, I am afraid that those people will not put us in the eye, and the business will become more and more bleak."
A nine-star fighting emperor, slightly respectful to the three.
In addition to him, there are more than a dozen Star Warriors, as long as they are still in the blood of the murder, at this moment they have come to the main hall.
After the three elders whispered a little, one of them snorted and said: "The sword has no blood, and the identity of this son is found, and the nine people are married."
"Yes!"
"In addition to bringing his bucket back, you can't be taken one step ahead by others. The inheritance of the ancient ice dragon may help us to break through the life and death porch."
"The subordinates understand that they will bring his head with the bucket."
"Since even Qiu Wanli is not his opponent, the head of the temple of Kaye Hall Murong is invincible and he is defeated by him. The killer below the king of war, don't send it. You can run it yourself."
After the decision of the three elders, the nine-star sword was bloodless, with five six-star fighting kings, flying away from the blood to kill the sect, and headed for the direction of the snow-capped mountains.
............

The purple electric bird has changed its progress by 76%.

"Hey! Congratulations to the flames and the horses are finished!"
A hundred meters wide, not long, the waves of the river, Ning Qi is roasting a game, just half eaten, the system came good news.
He immediately released the little white horse, and the little white horse appeared, cheerfully screaming, and ran a few laps around at a very fast speed before coming to Ningqi and licking his cheek with his tongue. .
At this time, the little white horse is already a fifth-order inferior monster. The flame on the body is more dazzling. Ningqi’s palm is placed on the top and feels warm, but he took a branch and put it on, and immediately burned it. The ashes, it can be seen that the flame on it is not a fire, it is a fire!
"Haha, I didn't expect you to be a fighting king earlier than me."
Ning Qi smiled and patted his head, grabbed a nutrient Dan and fed it into his mouth.
The little white horse chewed while looking at Ning Qi with a good look.
At this time, Xiao Jin climbed to his shoulder along Ning Qi's foot and screamed a few times. Ning Qi threw it to him to raise a spirit, and Xiao Jin was a mad man.
"You are so small, why are you so disappointing? You have eaten so many nutrients, and you don't see how powerful you are."
Ning Qi counts down.
Xiao Jinxi refuted a few words and turned a blind eye. Obviously, he was not happy.
"Say you are not happy."
Ning Qiqi’s hand stretched its small head.
"This Xiongtai, have you seen a group of bandits running from here, they caught my sister!"
Suddenly, there was a figure stumbling against Ning Qi, who was covered in scars. It was apparent that he had experienced a big battle. This person was not high, and it was like the appearance of the Samsung Fighter.
Ning Qi glanced at his attributes.
Qingyun Zong: Yang Zhiwen.
Equal order: Samsung Fighter.
Gongfa: Huang Jiezhong products ‘condensation and determination.’
Martial arts: Huang Jie Chinese goods ‘mad magic boxing’.
Health: 330.
This kind of blood volume is simply weak and windless, and Ning Qi can kill him with a finger.
There is also his method of practice, the grade is extremely low, this Qingyun Zong should be the kind of Xiaozongmen that has been gone for a long time, and there is no such thing as the Xuanjie method.