Chapter 787: What do you want to play? (1/2)

Chapter 787, how do you want to play?

At the door of the main hall, the angry cold looked at Ning Qi and said: ”Go in.”

Ning Qi smiled and smiled. He turned into the main hall. When he saw the anger, his fist could not help but clenched. He vowed that one day, one day, he would find an opportunity to smash Ningqi.

”Right, just that his breath is very weird, just like the mortal, this kid has cultivated what the tricks of interest?”

There was a strange color in the eyes of the angry waves.

The main hall.

In addition to Ning Qi’s once-in-a-lifetime seal, the dream is light, the sorrow is forbidden, the lantern is sorrowful, the yellow sand is forbidden, the palm lamp is Wang Su, the nine demon ban is the palm lamp, Ding Changshun and so on.

Behind them, they each stood up with some different youths or young people, or middle-aged people. These people are the least repaired, and they are already a star-studded statue. The strongest one should be the chilly look behind the seal. Youth is the Seven Stars!

Yin Tianshun, the true disciple of Xiong Hongqiu, is staring at Ning Qi with his unhappy eyes. The expressions of his brothers and sisters are exactly the same as him, as if he had slept with their wife.

”Come on.”

Meng Lingling nodded to Ningqi.

”Yes, Master.”

Ning Qi walked behind Meng Qingling and stood next to Jiang Qing.

The seal faintly glanced at Ning Qi, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he looked at the crowd and said: ”The Nine Great Family has already sent a letter. The war in the Eastern Kingdoms is a bit tight, and we want to send it to the cloud. Some people have supported the past. This time is a good opportunity for experience. If the performance is good, we can make our cloud name rise to the next level. The deity thinks and wants to send four true disciples to the past. If you have Anyone can do it.”

Wang Su took the lead and said: ”I am a true disciple, Ma Yuan, who can take this responsibility.”

His voice just fell, and a middle-aged man stepped forward and his eyes swept across the hall, revealing a hint of five-star fighting.

”Ma Yuan, who entered the cloud five hundred years ago, step by step from the outside disciple, became the true biography of the elders of Wang Su. Some time ago, he even shined in the dragon field and got a heavenly best weapon. 'Soul of the town', on combat power, only the true disciple of the lord, Shi Wen, can fight it.”

Jiang Qing Chao Ningqi said.

She said that Shi Wen is the young man behind the seal, and the seven-star fighting, so it can be seen that Ma Yuan won the piece of heavenly best weapon, which gives him a high fighting power.

Ding Changshun smiled slightly: ”Comverse.”

A young man behind him slowly stepped forward, and his body was also a five-star fight.

”Comverse's qualifications are higher than that of Ma Yuan. It has been in the past two hundred years, but there is no chance of Ma Yuan, and the combat power is slightly worse.”

Jiang Qing continued to speak.

At this time, Yin Tianshun and other people showed the color of expectation, looking at the back of the sad autumn, half ringing, sad Hongqiu opened: ”Tianshun.”

”The disciple is here!”

Yin Tianshun stood up with some excitement. The brothers and sisters around him showed a hint of disappointment. Some of them stunned Yin Tianshun. His cultivation was not the strongest among the teachers and brothers. It was only a four-star fight.

”There are already three people.”

The seal smirked and looked at the dream: ”Dream elder, what about your choice?”

”There are several real stories of the elders of the dream that can't come back in the dragon domain. I think the fourth person is chosen as the true biography of the lord, Shi Wen.”

Sad Hung Hsu smiled.

What he said is very reasonable. It is not aimed at the dream. As a result, the voice just fell, and the dream lightly swept him coldly, and suddenly let the sad autumn fall involuntarily touched the nose, and some regrets in his heart, he still No more idle.

”Ha ha……”

Wang Su and Ding Changshun sighed with sorrow and sorrow.

”Master, the disciple is willing to go out!”

Shi Wen stood up and looked firmly at the seal.