Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1419: The hunt begins

The first thousand and nineteenth chapter hunting begins

The Nuwa.

Ning Qi stood in the control room. After some torture, Pi Jiu finally told Ning Qi about the identities of all the demonic thieves except the thief master, including his true identity. Where to practice, the cultivation is geometric.

"Vendors, merchants, sergeants of the Shenlu Army, many elders in the second-rate sects, tusk, your demonic thieves really spread throughout the entire Lumen Immortal Dynasty."

Ning Qi looked at Pi Jiu's soul mockingly.

"I have said what I should say, you let me go, if you have to know the identity of the thief, I will never tell you, even if the soul is destroyed, it doesn't matter!"

Pi Jiu's soul looked at Ning Qi coldly.

"Isn't the Pirate Lord the Young Master of Misty Sect? The Creator of One Tribulation, right?"

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"Jike!"

Pi Jiu screamed sharply, his eyes showed horror and shock, why would the other party know the identity of the young master! why!

"It seems that it is, but Venerable Lieyang is not one of your Demon Heart Thieves. I am quite surprised. By the way, the Sect Master of your Misty Sect knows that his son is the Demon Heart Thief Master. Right?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"I won't tell you, no!"

Pi Jiu gritted his teeth and looked at Ning Qi.

"Forget it, you don't have to say it, but you want to know, why can I lead you out, why do I know the true identity of your devil's thieves?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Why, why?"

Pi Jiu was stunned, with a trace of deep doubt in his eyes. He thought that as a demon-hearted thief soldier, he was extremely cautious in every move and never left anything that could point to his young master. The clue, even if the identity of the ordinary thieves were discovered, they would never be found on his head, let alone the young master hidden behind him!

"Look at who I am."

Ning Qi withdrew the changes and restored his original appearance.

Pi Jiuyi looked at her, her face suddenly turned ugly, "You were the ant who blocked the road that day... You were staring at us at that time?"

"Hehe, I only confirmed your identity at that time. I have a talent for supernatural powers. As long as I want to know, I can know his details by scanning with my eyes."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Impossible..."

Pi Jiu has a face of disbelief, but he has already regretted in his heart. If he drove around Ning Qi instead of lashing out, perhaps what happened today would not have happened...

"Why do you believe or not, what to do with me? When I clean up all your demonic thieves, I will find a chance to kill your young master and send him to accompany you."

Ning Qi smiled and flicked his finger. A ray of fairy aura fell on Pi Jiu’s soul. Pi Jiu only let out a bitter and bitter howl before it turned into a wisp of blue smoke and dissipated into the world. between.

"Nuwa, are all the guys he talked about in your database?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Natural."

Nu Wa smiled sweetly, "And I have calculated their position at the moment, the error rate is only 10%."

"Good."

Ning Qi smiled. Next, it's time to hunt.

………

"Old Head Wu, your tea stalls have not been out in the past two days? Is your cultivation reaching a bottleneck? Let me tell you, give me all the good tea you have hidden, and I will introduce an immortal monk If you know you, you can ask him for advice."

"No, I feel a little uncomfortable for the past two days, but I am much better now."

An old man greeted people with a smile, and then he set up a small tea stand on the street. This is a small town. Usually, passing monks settle here. Basically, it is difficult for immortal monks to see one. Most are the cultivators of the pill-fighting realm and the cultivating qi-level cultivators.

The tea sold by Mr. Wu is very famous in this small town, so as soon as the stall appeared, it immediately attracted many monks over to drink tea.

"Bring me a cup of tea."

Ning Qi came over and chose an empty seat at random to sit in.

"Good luck!"

The old head Wu quickly poured a cup for Ning Qi and reminded him intimately: "This guest officer, my tea is a bit fierce. After you finish drinking, go back to practice digestion at last."

"Grandpa!"

A little girl ran over, sweating profusely, but holding a handful of grass blades in her hand, a faint fragrance came from it.

Old Wu touched her head and said with a smile, "Going to help Grandpa dig tea again? I told you not to go to Houshan, where there are monsters and beasts, you will be taken away." /

"I'm not afraid, I can kill them with one punch!"

The little girl waved her fist proudly.

Ning Qi watched this scene indifferently, and suddenly said: "I really can't see it. The devil's heart thief who kills innocent people like a hemp, usually hides here like this."

The monks nearby didn't seem to hear Ning Qi's words, except that Old Wu's face suddenly changed, with a cold look on his face, and he looked at Ning Qi with some solemnity.

"Who are you...?"

"You don't care who I am."

"What are you doing here?"

"It takes your life."

Old Wu's face changed suddenly, and suddenly he fell to the ground slowly, clutching his heart, his granddaughter stepped forward and pushed Old Wu's body with a look of horror.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you, grandpa."

The nearby monks also gathered around. One monk moved the arm of Old Wu's head and was shocked to find that his heart was gone.

"Who would attack the old head Wu?"

Everyone looked around suspiciously.

At the same time, Ning Qi has gone away without looking back. He didn't show any mercy to Old Wu's granddaughter because he had a granddaughter on his head, with more than 800 guilt-worthy guys on his head. What could it be? Stuff?

Every day, some small people die in different places. The methods of death are different, some of them evaporate directly from the world, and some become a pile of minced meat, but their deaths are completely inconspicuous. Said that there is no one-time death of tens of thousands of people, and they will not attract the attention of others.

………

Gu Yucheng.

In a dilapidated courtyard.

A monk wearing a white mysterious suit, sitting in the highest position, has a pale golden mask on his face, and two semi-transparent gems around his eyes, with a faint cloud of mist lingering in it. This mask is a low-grade spiritual weapon.

At this moment, there are three guys kneeling halfway in front of him. These three guys are only trembling in the middle stage of the Dharma Phase Realm.

"Are you sure, no one can be reached?"

The monk with a pale golden mask spoke faintly.

"Report to the thief master, except for the three of us, the rest are no longer able to contact them at all. Even if we use the special contact method in our Demon Heart Thief, we cannot find them..."

"Well, the military division is gone, it seems that someone...is attacking my demon heart...in the past few days, please go back and wait for my news. Remember, don't run around."

"Yes!"