Chapter 1645: Object is human (2/2)

Ning Qi’s eyes were rather weird. I planned to go directly to the Tianji Academy to see if Jin Sheng was still absent. After listening to the words of the monks, he showed a hint of curiosity in his eyes and turned to walk in the direction of the battlefield.

In addition to the ordinary monks in the audience, the audience is divided into more than one hundred camps, of which thirty-six camps are the main Zongmen of this qualifying war, and the rest are second-rate sects. The number of robbed places was 72, which has nothing to do with the 36 sects.

At this moment, Yudanzong was within these seventy-two, and the leading monk was looking at the monks of the Yunqizong camp with icy eyes.

In addition to the ordinary monks came to watch the battle, the Kyushu empire major families, Houfu, the generals, and even the palace have sent people to come, Ning Qi also saw a few black prison gates to catch fast, do not know the night **** guys past For more than three thousand years, is it already old?

”She is coming too?”

Ning Qi’s eyes were a little weird and fell on a black woman in the distance. The woman had had a lot of connections with him.

Black water poems, the black scorpion's arrogance, but since the change of heaven and earth, the group of Tianjiao can not catch up with the pace of the times, replaced by stronger Tianjiao, but now it seems that Blackwater poetry is clearly not among them. Because of her cultivation, she has reached the end of the battlefield, only half a step, can enter the ranks of immortality!

”It seems that the Tianjiao that once poured into the Dragon Field should have returned to the land of Dong Xuan.”

Ning Qi touched his chin, and then his eyes fell to the cloud. The leading monk was in the early days of eternal life. From his face and breath, Ning Qi had no impression, but the monk and the disciples behind him did. There is a taste of the cloud, and the practice should be the original work of Yun Zongzong!

The rankings were very fast, and the rules were similar to those of the past. Only some minor details changed. However, the disciples of the class were able to play, known as Tianjiao. Nowadays, Ningqi sees the monks who are on the scene. Among them, the worst is also the player of the fighting class, the strongest has already reached the peak of the Emperor, may be able to break through to the Doudan at any time.

”This 36-strong platoon battle, this is the end, the rankings are as follows...” After all the 36 major sects had been played, a gentleman wearing a yellow brocade was slowly opening, as expected. Yunqizong is still the last one.

After the announcement of the result, the monk led by Yu Danzong suddenly said: ”I am going to challenge the Yunzong, Yunzong, and so on.”

Oh, countless eyes suddenly fell on the clouds, and there was compassion, glory, and ridicule, but only a few old eyes, but a hint of nostalgia.

”The platoon war is over. I have one of the disciples of the Yunzong sect, and I am not hurting.”

The leader of the cloud, the leader of the monk, has a faint voice.

”Then you are a sect of the cloud?”

The leading monk of Yudanzong gave a sneer, and his eyes were full of ridicule and anger. The original thirty-sixth sacred ancestral gate was inexplicably taken away by Yunqizong. Over the years, Yudanzong has endured a sigh of relief. There was no episode before, but I don’t know what the bottom of the cloud is, but that is still not there, but over the years, he can be sure that the predecessor who made Yunqizong a holy place long ago is gone, otherwise Will you not show it on one side?

”According to the rules, Yun Zongzong really should fight.”

A figure came through the sky.

When the monk saw the scene, he exclaimed: ”The night gate master?”

The coming person is the current door of the black prison gate, night jail!

They also got up and salvaged faster than the black prison gates in the battlefield.