Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1680: You guys get out too

The first thousand six hundred and eighty chapters, you also get out

"Huh?"

The cultivators who were chatting together looked at Zhao Lang, and their expressions changed slightly when they reached the mark on his cuff. They were chatting behind their backs, but they were suddenly heard by the cultivators of the Demon Sect. Regrettably, the cultivator who was the most excited just talked about it even shut his mouth and gave Zhao Lang a nasty look, with a wry smile on his face.

Ning Qiben was fascinated by listening. Hearing that Huanxi Demon Venerable had broken his legs, he suddenly felt that the decision to release that guy was very correct, with one enemy four! This kind of existence, I am afraid that the combat power is already stronger than the five great Yuanzun and his like, maybe it can really bring some small troubles to the Taoist Emperor!

"Why? Nothing? Who gave you the courage to make you arrogantly discuss my suzerain?"

Zhao Lang's eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Xiongtai, I am not really arrogant. Many monks have seen this matter with their own eyes. Every sentence we just said is the truth."

The other party smiled bitterly.

"The truth? Do you really think I am a fool? Who in this world can defeat my suzerain with one enemy four? Today's matter, if you don't give me an explanation, don't want to leave this place!"

Zhao Lang said coldly.

"Don't deceive people too much. Since we are here, we don't take our lives too seriously. You really think you are a monk of the Huanxi Demon Sect, so we dare not do anything to you?"

The other party was irritated by Zhao Lang's words, and seven or eight people stood up together and looked at Zhao Lang with enthusiasm.

Zhao Lang's expression changed, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. There is a monk who knows his identity and dare to be so disrespectful? He just wanted to get angry, but was stopped by Duanmu Chong and You Feng. The two asked the group of monks a few words, and the other side said what happened in the valley of the dead. The monks in the ruined temple looked very wonderful. Doubtful.

"So many things happened in the Valley of the Dead..."

Bu Shaofeng was shocked, and he regretted not seeing this spectacular fight with his own eyes, which can razed the valley of the dead to the ground. The fight was absolutely wonderful, but if he knew the cause of this battle, it was completely Because of the senior around him, I'm afraid he wouldn't think so.

"Impossible, my sect master is a peerless powerhouse, how could someone have his legs cut off? If I later learned that this matter was caused by you waiting to spread the rumors, you waited to escape to the end of the world, I would not like the demon sect I will let you go!"

Zhao Lang still didn't believe it, but didn't intend to go into it, because he considered the current situation and it was really inappropriate to deal with others, so he dropped a ruthless word and sat down cross-legged.

When the other party saw this, his face was a little ugly, he secretly snorted in his heart, and then continued to chat, but the most talked about is the Yuanzun Slaughter. After all, with the lessons from the past, it is not good to talk about the happy demon. , So they changed their angles. From the perspective of Yuanzun Slaughter, many monks were attracted by the stories they told and listened to them.

The two brothers and sisters Bu Shaofeng listened most earnestly, their ears quivered from time to time, and they were excited when they heard the wonderful things.

Boom!

There was another loud thunder in the sky.

"It's going to rain soon, those guys, are they coming out again?"

A female nun looked beyond the ruined temple in a daze, with a sad expression in her eyes. It is estimated that a friend had died here.

"Here we are! Fortunately, we are in time!"

A familiar voice came from outside the door, Tu Kong, Zhang Qinghua, and Ji Kui stepped inside, with a look of rejoicing on their faces. As soon as they entered the ruined temple, there were puffy raindrops suddenly falling outside, but these The color of the raindrops is not transparent, but blood red, as bright as blood!

Everyone glanced at the three of Tu Kong, curled their lips, and ignored them.

"Brother Tu Kong, there is a seat here, let's sit here."

The seat that Ji Kui chose was not far from Ning Qi. When the three of them came here, their expressions were all dull, and they looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.

"Xuan, brother Xuanbei? You, why are you here?"

Tu Kong looked at Ning Qi dumbfounded, feeling incredible in his heart. In his opinion, how could Ning Qi, who had died a long time ago, reappear here?

Zhang Qinghua reacted extremely quickly and winked at Ji Kui secretly. They had to guard against it. After all, Tu Kong had sold Ning Qi before. If Ning Qi remembered it in her heart, she would probably take the opportunity to retaliate!

A sneer flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, and smiled lightly: "I am fast, am I not?"

"This...haha, I know that Brother Xuanbei is fast enough and will not die in the valley of the dead. I didn't think we could see each other again. It's fate..."

Tu Kong nodded without a smile, and then sat down with Zhang Qinghua's second daughter, but he was jealous. Ning Qi's words just now were obviously mocking him at the time for Ning Qi's speed, and then He betrayed Ning Qi cleanly.

"Fifty, exactly fifty people. If anyone comes, the number will exceed, but now it's raining, no one should come in, right?"

Bu Shaofeng was very nervous about the number of people, so he counted again.

As a result, he came whatever he thought. A group of monks broke into the ruined temple. About a dozen or so people, Zhao Lang saw this group of monks with a hint of joy on his face.

"It seems full of people..."

Xiao Wuye frowned.

"It doesn't matter if it's full, just throw a few people out."

Zhan Donglai sneered.

"Come and lose it."

Fu Ji smiled.

"Amitabha."

Sakya Ruye put his hands together.

In addition to these four, the other seven or eight are also disciples of the Seven Great Sects. From their clothes, you can see that the three of Zhao Lang quickly got up and went forward.

"Are you free from that restriction? What about the others?"

Duan Mu Chong frowned and asked.

"We are lucky. We came out first. It should be a while for others."

Xiao Wuye said faintly, his eyes scanned around in the ruined temple. Many monks saw this and felt a little uneasy, especially those with a relatively low level of cultivation. The number of people in the ruined temple now exceeds fifty. A dozen people must be eliminated, and they are likely to be thrown out by the opponent.

The seven or eight monks who had quarreled with Zhao Lang before suddenly lowered their heads. If they were not afraid of Zhao Lang before, it is because Zhao Lang and the others only had three people, but now it’s different. This group is coming. The monks are not the Six Reincarnation Sect or the Yin Yang Sect. There are monks in Lian Zhan Sect and Jiuzhai Ancient Temple. If there is a conflict, they will undoubtedly lose!

"It's not good..."

Bu Shaofeng's eyes flashed a hint of worry. He and Bu Qingshi can be said to be the lowest cultivation base in the ruined temple. If a dozen people are to be eliminated, they must be among them!

"So they were dragged by some forbidden ground, no wonder..."

Ning Qi's eyes flashed a faint look. At this time, Zhao Lang and the others had already begun to select monks, and ordered more than a dozen people: "You, get out by yourself."

The complexion of the monks who were spotted suddenly became extremely blue, and at this time, Zhao Lang's eyes fell on Ning Qi again: "I remember you, I saw you in Dafang City in the wasteland before, and you guys also get out of here. Go out."