Chapter 1830: Spike (1/2)
The first thousand eight hundred and thirty chapters spike
”I heard that...the one on the stone tablet is Ning Beixuan?”
”Not bad...”
”It seems that this time, the rejoicing of the Mozong provokes a madman, and dare to come here to block the door. Is it really a joy to be the sect of the sect?”
Some Zongmen who do not enter the stream often hit the door after being offended by the enemy, and then blocked the door for several years, in order to export the evil spirits. By the way, other monks learned about the incident and came to see the jokes. If you don’t give up the other party, you can get your face back.
However, this kind of thing often only appears in the Zongmen who does not flow into the stream. The second-rate Zongmen, which is slightly more powerful, has the existence of a fairy king class. It is rarely blocked by people, let alone the top of the rejoicing of the Mozong. Zongmen.
More and more monks are gathering here, hundreds of squares and cities have all become empty, hundreds of thousands of eyes are falling on Ning Qi, shocked and curious.
Ning Qi closed his eyes and sat on the stone tablet. His hands were gently placed on his knees. At this moment, the direction of the magical sect suddenly flew out several figures.
The attention of the people was attracted by them, and they looked at it. The leader was Wu Chongxian. Behind him, he followed the five elders who were also seven robbers.
Wu Chongxian flew to the front of the stone tablet, his eyes fell on the line of **** characters, silent and half-sounding, and then looked at Ning Qi. ”Since you and I are rejoicing in the demon, can you report it?”
”Who are you? Is this a joyful demon who is yours?”
Ning Qi's eyes slowly opened and smiled.
Wu Chongxian flashed a cold mang in his eyes, a faint road: ”Under Wu Chongxian.”
Little Devil, Wu Chongxian?
The monks around the group heard the name, and the face suddenly showed a shocking color. They stayed here for a long time. They had already heard of the pro-disciple of the devil, and they were called Wu Chongxian.
It is rumored that this person is extremely horrible. So far, he has been practicing for about ten thousand years. It is already a seven-robbery creator. In the future, he will have the opportunity to make a nine-robbery creator and take over the joyful demon!
”Wu Chongxian? I haven't heard it, you still go back and stay.”
Ning Qi swings his hand.
”Hurricane!”
Several elders who liked the demon sect saw Ningqi’s attitude, and with the blood on the stone tablet, his face could not help but become iron and blue, and he could not wait to suppress Ningqi on the spot.
”Your, I have not yet informed my name.”
Wu Chongxian cold road.
”Ningbei Xuan.”
Ning Qi faint road.
”You are Ningbei Xuan? Happy konjac on you?”
Wu Chongxian’s eyes changed slightly.
Behind him, several elders who rejoiced the Mozong were horrified.
”Yes, you want?”