Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1707: I have the final say
Chapter 1707 I have the final say
"Impossible, how could you just be the creator of the Four Tribulations..."
Snake Wuming murmured to himself. From his practice till now, the journey has been smooth and smooth. He has seen Tianjiao whose cultivation base is stronger than him. He has also fought against the Creator of Seven Tribulations, and even beheaded the Creator of Six Tribulations. However, Without exception, these people have spent much more time in practice than him, and the youngest of them is more than 60,000 years old!
After cultivating for more than 3,000 years like him, he has achieved the existence of the Creator of the Five Tribulations. There is no second person in the nine wild areas and the three despairs!
Now, he is defeated by a creator of the Four Tribulations, which makes him fall into the abyss at the top of the cloud, with a huge psychological gap. Ordinary monks have no way of knowing how this feels!
"Why are you still standing here? Want to take my second punch?"
Ning Qi faintly looked at the lifeless snake.
Snake Wuming gradually woke up from the confusion, "I am a Tianjiao! I have broken through to the creator of the Five Tribulations in three thousand years. There is no one before, no one afterwards!"
With self-comfort, self-motivation, and self-confidence in Snake Wuming’s eyes, she gradually found it back, looking at Ning Qi with a high spirit, and sneered: "I don’t care if your cultivation base is the Four Tribulations, since I have lost today. , This time, just forget it, but..."
Pause, "You will definitely die in the desperate situation, right? In it, I will defeat you, and I will fight you really once. That time, it won't be as simple as today!"
"Oh, got it."
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
Seeing Ning Qi's answer in such a perfunctory manner, the snake died of suppressing his inner anger and turned away.
"Wait..."
"Something else?"
Snake Wuming turned around and looked at Ning Qi.
"You can go, they must stay."
Ning Qi pointed at the hundreds of snake monsters brought by Snake Wuming, smiled, and said.
The lowest cultivation level among these snake monsters is also the creator of One Calamity. They are all good fortune points. How could Ning Qi let it go!
Snake Wuming is only the creator of the Five Tribulations, and only 25 points of good fortune is killed. It may be pursued and killed by two creators of the Nine Tribulations. Ning Qi naturally understands the pros and cons of this business, but he brought it This group of snake monsters are extremely good fortune, and there must be thousands of them! Ning Qi will never let go of this opportunity!
"Hiss!"
The group of snake monsters suddenly flew into a rage when they heard the words. Scarlet eyes stared at Ning Qi. The snake letter in their mouth hesitated, and a murderous intent gradually spread from them, spreading around them, letting the surroundings. The temperature has dropped several degrees!
"What do you mean?"
Snake Wuming looked at Ning Qi, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
"I made it very clear. If you can't hear me, I'll say it again. You can go, but they must stay. Since they plan to kill me, they want to go back so easily?"
Ning Qi smiled lightly.
When the nearby monks saw this scene, they looked at Ning Qi with a hint of horror. Isn't this guy a lunatic? Knowing that the snake monster protects the short, he actually intends to leave all the group of snake monsters here? Aren't you afraid that the monks in the **** wasteland will come out?
"Impossible! They will never stay! Human monk, don't go too far!"
Snake Wuming gave a low growl.
"Now I have a bigger fist. I have the final say. You have to protect them. I will kill you together. I heard that your aptitude is against the sky and you are destined to break through to the Creator of the Nine Tribulations? If you die today in my hands , Then there may be no chance again."
Ning Qi said with a smile.
Snake Wuming's eyes flashed with a hint of fear, this guy, actually dared to kill him?
He is the closest to Ning Qi. When Ning Qi said that sentence, he was the only one, and he felt the shocking murderous in it!
"No, I am destined to become the Creator of the Nine Tribulations, and I will never die here!"
The punch that Ning Qi had just smashed his guts. Snake Wuming made a decision in his heart, and glanced at Ning Qi coldly, as if he wanted to take away Ning Qi’s appearance, breath, and deepness. Deeply remember, and then... he turned around and left, disappearing into the eyes of everyone in the blink of an eye.
The group of snake monsters stared at this scene dumbfounded, with a trace of disbelief in their eyes. The snake was dead, really left them and ran away?
In addition to the Snake Wuming, there is also a cultivation base who is the creator of the Five Tribulations. His response is also very fast. As soon as the Snake Wuming leaves, he will follow behind him, turning into a green light. Fly towards the sky.
But soon, a blade of light caught him.
Puff!
The body of the creator of the Five Tribulations exploded directly in the air, like a red firework.
A trace of panic appeared quietly in the eyes of this group of snake monsters. They had never seen a monk like Ning Qi. They were really not afraid of revenge, and shot them at will? Even the creator of the Five Tribulations was beheaded with a single blow?
"No reason!"
A snake monster uttered an angry roar, but he couldn't speak quickly, and his head rolled to the ground. At this moment, other snake monsters exploded, and some furiously attacked Ning Qi. Some turned around and fled. The nearby monks only saw a blade of light flashing in front of them. In less than three breaths, there were hundreds of broken bodies on the ground. Some snake monsters did not die on the spot, and screamed in pain. .
Ning Qi made up these surviving snake monsters one by one, and the system prompt sounded one after another. In this wave, he gained nearly 1,500 points of good fortune!
Host: Ning Qi.
Level: The Creator of the Four Tribulations.
Good luck point: 13975/100000.
Gong method: The eighth day of the dragon-like power in prison.
Life value: one yuan.
Tu Longjing: 505230.
A glance at the attribute panel, Ning Qi turned around quite satisfied and walked back to the inn.
The owner of the inn stared blankly at Ning Qi sitting back to his seat. When the rest of the diners saw Ning Qi coming in, they all stood up subconsciously and looked at Ning Qi with awe, only Xiao Wuye and others. , Still sitting in the seat, even though Ning Qi's combat power is terrifying, they also have the pride of top sect disciples.
"Predecessor, what else do you want to eat?"
The innkeeper reacted and quickly trot to Ning Qi, with a flat face, but in his heart he prayed that Ning Qi would leave here quickly. This time more than a hundred snake monsters died. I am afraid it will not take long. The terrifying revenge of the wasteland will come, and Ruoningqi will still stay in his inn, leaving him with only one choice...He is going!
"Snake soup! Hurry up! I want to eat snake soup!"
Fox Orange pointed to the corpse outside, "These snake monsters are the creators of a catastrophe, and they must be delicious when they are stewed!"
"What?"
The innkeeper wanted to cry without tears, how dare he stew those corpses? Just when he was in a dilemma, a figure appeared at the entrance of the inn, glanced at the corpses on the ground, and then walked into the inn and went straight to Ning. Qi came here.