Chapter 2107: Jiang’s younger brother (2/2)
”Wait, I only know that he claims to be a brother of Jiang. I really don't know his real name! I am telling the truth!”
The black robe monk showed a horrible color on his face. In an instant, he felt that he had broken through to the cultivation of the late Netherland. He had been destroyed by the other side and almost fell back to the middle of the Netherland!
Is it a child of Jiang?
Ning Qi looked a little glimpse, and then suddenly there was a raging anger in his eyes. He already believed what the black robe monk said. This is definitely not a coincidence. The ability of a black robe monk, if not seen by his own eyes, It is also impossible to know the existence of the Jiang family!
However, why did Jiang’s children take Wang Xue’s soul away? Where is Wang Xue now taken by him? Fairy continent?
”Northern mysterious brother, Jiang's son in Heng's mouth, will not be...”
The look of Montenegro's old demon has also become extremely dignified.
The black robe monk suddenly discovered that both of them seemed to know who the young monk who claimed to be a child of Jiang’s family! However, after Wang Xue’s soul was taken away, he also spent a lot of time asking for inquiries. Even the clues were not found. It’s like there was never such a person in the inner world, and therefore he thought that the other party was The world comes to make it!
”Yes, the Jiang family of the dog day!”
Ning Qi nodded coldly.
”Two, you want to know who the Jiang family is. What do you believe in me? The girl’s soul was indeed in my hands, but it has been taken away by the Jiang family. As for him, he brought it. Where, I really don't know, today's business should be a misunderstanding, not as good as us...”
The black robe monk is ready to shake hands, but the words are not finished. Ning Qi’s fist has fallen on him madly. In the air, there is a burst of noise, and the void is torn into pieces by the great power of Ning Qi. In the moment of rest, the black robe monk must be beaten by thousands of fists by Ning Qi!
The black robe monk was in the late stage of the Nether, and there was no resilience in the hands of Ning Qi. In his unsuccessful time, his cultivation has fallen to the middle of the Nether, and he looked at him with horror. The color face, screamed: ”Don't kill me! I didn't hurt that soul at all! Everything I know, I have already told you! Don't!”
boom!
”At the beginning, I had already recruited Xue's soul back to the Central Continent, but you took her away. Is it because of you?”
At this moment, Ning Qi's face is full of evil spirits, allowing the magical madness to swim in his own body, changing the shape of the magic body.
The black robe monk endured severe pain while arrogant in his heart. If he knew that the other party would become so strong, he would not use his magical powers again, and he would take the soul from the Central Plains, no matter how regret he regretted. It’s too late now.
After Ning Qi determined that Wang Xue’s soul was taken away by the Jiang’s son of the dog’s day, he was no longer ready to let go of the “big man in the underworld” in the mouth of the dragon.
”Don't kill me...”
The black robe monk's voice is getting weaker and weaker, and his heart is full of horror. He has been practicing for so many years, and he really doesn't want to die like this. And after the death of the monk in the underworld, there is no soul, and he will return to the heavenly way, so that there is really no trace left. In this side of the world!
”You are not a big man!”
boom!
”I am not an ant?”
boom!
”Respond!”
boom!
”Northern mysterious brother, he... is dead.”
Montenegro's old demon couldn't help but open his mouth, and his face was a bit strange.