Chapter 2220: Your face is big? (1/2)
”Your face...”
Ning Qi smiled, ”Great?”
Zhao Zhitian has a slight glimpse.
Wang He’s eyes showed a hint of ecstasy. The other side did not know the height of the sky. He even dared to speak to the deacon of the demon temple. He was looking for bitterness!
”Bold! You don't know that Zhao Elder is the deacon of the Heavenly Emperor's Demon Hall? There are countless devils and devils in his hands. Are you still polite?”
Wang He Chao Ning Qi yelled!
Snapped!
Wang He seems to have been slammed by an invisible palm. The whole person vacated 365 degrees and finally landed on the ground.
Wang He snorted, his face was painfully spit out a **** water, mixed with his mouth full of broken teeth, not only that, he found that the body's aura is disappearing at a very fast speed, there is a hole in his Dantian, Aura is slipping away from this hole! Soon, the breath of Wang He’s body dropped from the late Jindan to the middle of Jindan, then the early Jindan, the base period, the refining period, and the appearance of Wang He was also madly aging. In the end, Wang He’s Like the old man of eighty or ninety years old, his face is covered with wrinkles and his breath is also with
People are no different!
”You, have you abolished my cultivation?”
Wang He did not dare to look at Ning Qi and made an old voice.
Zhao Zhitian reacted. He looked down at Wang He and saw a dignified color in his eyes. The other party could quietly ruin Wang He in front of him, and let him not see the slightest clue. This has already explained the other party’s repair. At least on top of him, it is likely to be... a fit-time monk!
”Bei Xuan's predecessors let you shut up. You don't shut up. This is the end of the game. I want to come to Jiuyang Stone Mine. Is it bad for you to be a lord?”
Duo looked at Wang He with sarcasm.
The ladies in the Liuli Mountain Villa made a sneer and looked at Wang He’s eyes full of gloating, especially those who were refining their temperament, and seeing a late Jindan monk became worse than himself, so that their hearts would rise. A strange pleasure.
”Ning brother, Wang Hezong said how to be a righteous monk, you will abolish him like this, I am afraid not very good?”
Zhao Zhitian faintly said. Although he suspects that Ning Qi is a fit-in monk, Zhao Zhitian was born in Tiandaozong, or the deacon of the demon temple. Even the monks who are in the robbery period can often see, not too much in the eyes, plus Ning Qi before the public In front of so many female practitioners, he dismissed his face and abolished him.
Wang He, Zhao Zhitian’s discourse, has brought a hint of coldness.
”You said that he is a righteous monk, he is the right way monk? I said that he is a devil.”
Ning Qi smiled.
”Zhao Elder, you see it, he is a magician monk, let the Tiandao sects come over and smash the old monk's nest!”
Wang He looked at Ning Qi with a look of bitterness.
”I said that he is a right way monk, he is the right way monk.”
Zhao Zhitian did not pay attention to Wang He, faintly looking at Ning Qi, seriously.
”why?”
Ning Qi smiled.
”Because I am the elder of the Heavenly Emperor Sect of the Devil, in the Star of Heaven, the Taoist Road, divided by my Heavenly Tao, what you are doing today, is it a magician monk, I will not mention it for the time being, I will be the elder of the Golden Temple Come and talk to you again.”
Zhao Zhitian's faint road, crushed a jade slip, this jade slipped inside a golden man, disappeared into the sky.
When the glass fairy and other people saw it, the look gradually became dignified. The seniors of the North Xuan were to be confronted with the Tiandao sect. They were sandwiched by the glazed mountain village, and they were afraid that they could not control each other.