Chapter 4177: who are you! ? (2/2)

Black energy swept out again.

Ning Qi smiled again, and did not see any action, the black energy was forced back to the body of the konjac god.

The konjac **** is a little glimpse.

”You don't be so stingy. What is the means, even if it is displayed, and let me see the strength of Fang Yanda's world?”

Ning Qi smiled.

”The newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger!”

The konjac **** screamed coldly. In an instant, his breath suddenly soared, and the black energy in his body continued to overflow. The cold-blooded women first noticed the danger. Just waiting for them to move, Ning Qi is a cold scream, those forces are forced to return to the body of the konjac god, and the rising atmosphere is constantly being suppressed, just like a person has just broken through, But it was hit back in an instant

The original realm is average.

The konjac **** snorted and screamed a spurt of blood. This blood has not yet landed, and it was refining and turning into a smoky smoke.

”When you come to other people's homes, it doesn't make sense to dirty other people's homes. Isn't that your heart as a **** king?”

Ning Qi faint road.

The konjac king looked at Ning Qi with horror, and there was a deep fear in the depths of his eyes.

He has no previous sense of superiority. In front of him, this is the king of the gods in his eyes. The strength is so unfathomable. The other party has not even taken the shot, and he has been injured!

The king of the **** is injured, it is not the same, he does not remember how many years he has not been hurt!

Every time an injury occurs, it takes a very long time to cultivate, and even Shouyuan will suffer.

Only the king of God knows that their longevity is not even as good as a mortal in their eyes!

Being able to live all the time, relying on the constant killings in the world, to survive in the heavens and the earth because of the anger that these killings overflow!

”Magic, konjac **** king?”

Zhao Tong’s face reveals an incredible color. The konjac **** is in the twelve gods, and it belongs to the middle class!

Even so, it is not the God King who has just been promoted to the big world can deal with it. Why did the konjac king in front of Ningqi actually show up?

”who are you?”

The voice of the konjac **** is a bit hoarse, with a hint of suspicion in his tone.

”I? Didn't you introduce yourself?”

Ning Qi smiled.

”You are definitely not the Ning Beixuan in Zhao Tongkou! I know, you have won this flesh? Are you a **** in the ancient times?”

The konjac **** seemed to have guessed something, and a faint color appeared in his eyes, and the subconscious stepped back a few steps.

Take the flesh?

Fang Lengyi and others have become quite strange.

”Don't you be Ning Bei Xuan?”

Zhao Tong also lost his voice.

The more he thinks the konjac god, this guess is very close to the truth!

How can Ningqi have this speed of practice!

If it is said that it was the death of the ancients, then the king of the gods will not be scattered, the possibility is even higher!

”People always find a lot of reasons for their failure, the konjac god, I am willing to give you a chance to leave this place safely, can you cherish?”

Ning Qi sighed softly, said.

”We will meet again.”

The konjac king hoarse voice, and then he turned and left. Zhao Tong looked at him stunnedly, and looked at Ning Qi again. He said in a difficult way: ”God King?”