Chapter 1053: Scared? (2/2)
”For me and me, standing in front of a mid-term monk in the battlefield, can you be so light?”
The goddess of cold songs looked at the present Buddha and asked.
”It should be... no.”
There is a bitter smile on the face of the Buddha.
”In my mind, I am not as good as him.”
The goddess of cold song nodded.
In the corner of the audience, the eyes of the Qing Emperor swept away in the cold songs of the Emperor and the present Buddha, and then stared at Ning Qi.
”Ning Beixuan, if you are not dead in the hands of Meng Shaoyin today, I will pass on the news that you killed Meng Shaoyang to the Meng family. I see how you face the chasing of the late monks in the battlefield.”
Thinking of this, Qingdi’s mouth smirked.
”I still don't do it? If I don't give you a chance to cherish it, then these three tricks will not be allowed.”
Ning Qi’s mouth showed a hint of sarcasm. The next moment, the law of fire in the body rushed wildly. Almost immediately, all the monks in the audience showed a shocking color.
This breath is clearly in the middle of the bucket!
And it is still the peak of the mid-term of the battlefield!
”How could he be a mid-term monk in the battlefield?”
The faces of the Chu mad tribes have changed slightly.
Laksa, Sorrowful, Zhongsun, Tuoba, Wenrenmu, Hange, Hanshi, Qingdi, etc., all of them were shocked, sitting subconsciously, looking at the eyes with shock Ning Qi.
”In the middle of the battlefield? Has he been hiding and repairing?”
The six-eared demon king sat up straight, and Erlang’s legs did not knock. His eyes looked at Ning Qi, and his face’s cynical expression dissipated, and he changed it to a dignified color.
Prior to this, he always believed that Ning Qi was an early monk in the battlefield, and naturally he would not treat Ning Qi in the same position.
”Miss, this guy turned out to be a monk in the middle of the battlefield? His hidden is too deep!”
The cockroaches around Mulanyu were surprised.
”Meng Shaoyin lost...”
When Mulanyi opened his mouth, he had already pronounced the failure of Meng Shaoyin.
The monks on the seats of the Meng family changed their faces one by one. They couldn't help but stand up. They looked at Ningqi with fear. One of them whispered: ”The Lord is dangerous! What should I do?”
If Meng Shaoyin dies here, they will be blamed, and they will surely be killed by their ancestors!
”Big brother! Let's run away! Ning Beixuan is too treacherous!”
Duan Jundi muttered to himself.
”Wait, wait, both sides are mid-term monks in the battlefield, not necessarily Ningbei Xuan win!”
Duan Juntian suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart and calmly said.
”Then wait a minute...”
Duan Jundi is somewhat restless.
”What did you think of?”
Chu mad like laughing and laughing at the Oriental dialect and Luo Tianzun.
”Blood jade, dragon heart.”
The two are faint.
”Me too, I see, these two things have something to do with him.”
Chu madly smiled: ”Wait for the end of the fight, let's ask him to ask clearly?”
The Oriental dialect and Luo Tianzun looked at each other and then nodded, ”Good!”
”Do you fight, fight, fight, and fight in the middle?”
Meng Shaoyin subconsciously stepped back a few steps, looking at Ning Qi's eyes, full of fear, because he can clearly feel that Ning Qi's law is more powerful than him, at least least It is also a thousand and eight hundred condensed!
”Scared?”
Ning Qi’s eyes showed a hint of ridicule, step by step toward Meng Shaoyin.
When Meng Shaoyin stepped back and forth again, he was really afraid of it, but when he retreated to the edge, just when he saw the taunting look of Mulan, there was a anger in Meng Shaoyin’s heart, and suddenly he went to Ningqi’s palm. .
”How about the middle of the battlefield, let's die!”
The power of a majestic rule rushed out of Meng Shaoyin’s palm.