Chapter 206: Thirty iron dragon guns! (2/2)

”In this way, if the predecessors are looking for me, they will go to the Qin and Tang Dynasties.”

Ning Qi smiled.

”Well, I will take a step first!”

After all, Mengdulu flew away in a hurry and flew, and he smiled and said to himself: ”Hey, I can’t think of this trip, I actually met such a magical bucket, as long as I understand its refining method. Don't say thirty iron dragon guns, thirty silver dragon guns I have earned back, those old guys will see them, they will be very surprised! Hahahahaha...”

No one is a fool, Ning Qi is playing his own little ninety-nine, and Monduru has his own thoughts. In Ning Qi’s view, he made a big profit in this deal, but in the eyes of Mondulu, he is the real one. Winner!

Ning Qi refining all 30 iron dragon guns at once.

”When I met any enemies in the future, I took the lead in setting up the artillery. When they came in, I would kill one, and it would be uncomfortable.”

Ning Qi Lezi was thinking about it and flew in the direction of Qingyun.

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”According to the line report, I saw the trace of the guy in Hanshui.”

”According to the line report, someone saw it appear in the southeast!”

The sword has no blood at this time with five men, standing in a dark hall of blood killing, listening to the news of one by one from the people.

The blood sects are in the major empires, and each town has a dark hall. It is spread over a wide range. There are seven or eight people in a dark hall, and one or two people in a small class. But these people are the elites who get the news. Every time they receive it. A message will be reported to the **** sect.

In addition, the people in the dark hall are also responsible for the killer, they can solve the problem, the blood will not send people again.

”Sword elders, the last news, some people saw a change in Baishanzong, Baishanzong seems to have been flooded, the entire sect is ruined, the ground is yellow mud, the people inside the sect disappeared, the slaves on the veins are It was transferred to Qingyunzong... However, Baishanzong was a few hundred miles away from Hanshui River. It didn’t rain on the same day. How could it be affected by floods? I don’t understand this matter, but I also decided to ask the elders of the sword.”

The secret owner of this place, a one-star fighting spirit, respectful half-hearted in front of the sword without blood, whispered, his mood is very excited, can see the legend of the blood-killing legend, so many secret owners, There are only a few people out there.

”White Mountain Zong? You are going to take a trip.”

The sword wrinkled with no blood, facing one of the six-star fighting.

The Emperor nodded and left the dark hall and rushed to Baishanzong.

Bu Yiyi fell in the ruins of Bai Shanzong and observed it. Then he shocked himself and said: ”This water actually fell from the sky. What happened in this place?”

When he thought of it, he flew to Qingyunzong and was ready to ask if those slaves had left Baishan, and they should know about it.

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Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing stood at the gate of the Zongmen, which had been rebuilt many times. His face showed a joyful color. Now, Yang Zhiwen has become the veritable master of Qingyunzong, Yang Jingjing is promoted to the elder, and the river lion is also given to the elders. Position, specializing in the group of miners.

This made the miners happy, indicating that Qingyun Zong really regarded them as people, and never crushed them like Bai Shanzong, when they were pigs and dogs. They work harder, or they can't rehabilitate Qingyun Zong so quickly. At this time, Qingyunzong is very prosperous.

”All this is thanks to Ning Xiong, I hope that the former teachers and brothers can hear this news and return to Qingyunzong.”

Yang Zhiwen exclaimed.

Yang Jingjing’s face flashed a trace of disapproval: “Those guys, when the master is dead, they robbed things and fled, and came back to do something!”

”Sister, can't think so, the brothers and sisters are always brothers.”

Yang Zhiwen advised.

At this time, the cloth iron cloth flew to the gate of Qingyun Zongshan. After seeing Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing, he fell directly. The cold voice said: ”Who are you two?”