Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1796: The competition for places

The first thousand seven hundred and sixty-sixth chapter of the contest for quotas

Hearing the scolding of the creator of the Seven Tribulations, the monks who knew Ning Qi's identity suddenly became extremely strange, and they looked at the creator of the Seven Tribulations with pity.

"It turned out to be Baili Shenquan Huo Qingyang. I heard earlier that he was crazy. Sometimes even the creator of the Eight Tribulations was not in the eyes. Sure enough, it was really crazy."

"This time he is going to kick to the iron plate, let Senior Ning get out, haha, so much face."

They gloated at the creator of the Seven Tribulations.

But more monks glanced at Huo Qingyang and looked at Ning Qi and the others with a disdainful gaze. Someone sneered and said: "A mere five or six calamities creators, well, there are still a lot of calamity creators, two The creator of the robbery, even the monks of the Faxiang Realm, where is this beggar, do you really think that after the gambling war is over, everyone can come here to receive the teachings of the Divine Stone of Despair?"

The villagers in Yunqi Village heard the words, and there was a trace of anger on their faces, but Wang Lin and his wife and others were very calm, with a touch of sarcasm in their eyes, looking at these monks in front of them.

"The ten breath time is almost here, if you don't roll again, stop blaming me for being ruthless with my fists!"

Huo Qingyang said coldly.

"Senior Huo, you don’t have to be polite to them. When the Divine Stone of Despair appeared, some people didn’t die? These guys had eyes and no beads, and they rushed forward. They deserved to die. If Senior Huo was too lazy, he could do it for him. !"

A handsome young monk with abundance of gods smiled.

"Okay, you go and kill them all."

Huo Qingyang nodded faintly.

The young monk was startled slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. Although he was the creator of the Six Tribulations, the other party also had the creator of the Six Tribulations. Huo Qingyang asked him to take action, obviously trying to borrow the other’s hand to get rid of himself. In this way, one more place came out. Thinking of this, the young monk let out a sneer and snapped his fingers softly, and several Six Tribulations Creators stood up, and the young monks smiled at them and said: "Brothers, brothers, Shall we go together?"

"Good."

The six tribulation creators smiled and nodded, and then a few people let out a long roar, and their bodies pierced through the air towards Ning Qi.

A cold light flashed in Ning Zi's eyes, and with a slight movement, he disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was already above the young monks.

"So fast?"

There was a hint of shock in the eyes of the young cultivators. Before they could react, Ning Zi's wings slowly spread, like a blade, sweeping past the young cultivators, poof. With a soft sound, the monk on the bronze platform saw the young monks who were holding the winning ticket, turned into a pool of rotten meat, and fell to the ground.

Second kill!

He is also the creator of the Six Tribulations, how many people have teamed up to be killed in seconds?

They looked at Ning Zi's eyes with a hint of horror.

"It's interesting, no wonder you dare to come here, you are indeed qualified to receive the pass on the Divine Stone of Despair, but others still have to go, otherwise, I will do it myself and suppress it with you."

Huo Qingyang looked at Ning Zi with a smile, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. Ning Zi's appearance was excellent, and he had such a combat power, which made him a little moved.

At this moment, dozens of figures broke through the air and appeared on the bronze platform. After Huo Qingyang and the others saw the group of people, their expressions suddenly changed.

Huo Qingyang, who was still frantic, and other monks walked forward and bowed in salute, "I'll see Senior Feng..."

Feng Qingxue, ranked second on the battle list!

As well as the existence of several other top 50 in the battle list, they have been in the desperate situation of death for many years. Huo Qingyang and others have seen it before, and they naturally recognized it at a glance.

"Hmm."

Feng Qingxue nodded faintly, and when he glanced at Ning Qi's side, his brows wrinkled slightly. A top 50 existence behind him looked at Ning Qi's side and couldn't help but speak. "Hundreds of people? There are cultivators at the realm of law? When is the transmission of the Divine Stone of Despair so worthless?"

"Seniors, I am waiting to drive them away."

Huo Qingyang quickly said.

"In addition to them, you are also here, more than a thousand creators? What a joke, get out of yourself with a low level of cultivation!"

Another one of the top fifty existences coldly shouted.

The monks who were lucky enough to hear these words showed a smirk on their faces, ready to leave on their own, lest the other party would take action, and their lives might not be saved by that time.

"Huh? Sakyamuni and the others are here too."

Feng Qingxue's gaze suddenly condensed, and when he looked into the distance, he saw six figures galloping forward and landed on the bronze platform. It was Lung Po Po and Sakyamuni.

"Long Po Po, why don't you see Brother Han and the others?"

Feng Qingxue smiled.

The group of the top fifty people behind him, after seeing Long Po Po and the others, a sneer appeared in their eyes. All of them are casual cultivators, more or less, a bit of hatred with the seven major sects. Otherwise, it would not be led by Feng Qingxue and form another small group.

"They were unlucky and died on the battlefield of desperate situation."

Long Po Po said lightly.

"It's a pity, even Lei Huang and the others are dead this time? I wonder what happened to this big gambling battle?"

Feng Qingxue smiled faintly. Although he said a pity in his mouth, the monks around him clearly felt that Feng Qingxue was gloating.

"Hehe, we don't know too much."

Long Po Po smiled.

"Hey, are you deaf and still not getting out? Do I have to suppress it myself?"

At this moment, a top 50 presence behind Feng Qingxue found that Ning Qi and others had not left the bronze platform on their own, and a trace of impatience suddenly appeared on their faces, and he scolded.

Long Po Po and the others saw this scene, and their faces suddenly became very strange.

"Young Master Ning, we have brought three people this time, should there be enough seats?"

Long Po Po looked at Ning Qi and smiled.

"There are a total of 485 people on my side. Adding the six of you is really enough. I thought you would have at least a dozen people over here."

Ning Qi nodded with a smile.

When the monk on the bronze platform saw this scene, his face suddenly showed uncertainty. Looking at Ning Qi and Long Po Po, the scene was a little quiet for a while.

"Young Master Ning? The last name is Ning?"

Could it be...

Feng Qingxue's expression changed slightly, and the Eight Tribulations Creator who yelled at Ning Qi didn't seem to react. He planned to yell at him again, but was stopped by Feng Qingxue reaching out. He looked at Feng Qingxue inexplicably. , I don’t know why he wanted to stop himself, but then, he heard Feng Qingxue look at Ning Qi solemnly, and said: "Your Excellency is... Ning Beixuan?"