Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 2781: Ancestor of Samsara Hall

Ning Qi can understand Feilong’s thoughts. When many new ghosts died in the underworld, he was unwilling to accept his new identity and wanted to return to the world to repay the sun, but there was no ghost who could arbitrarily. Leaving the underworld, this rule is just like the law of heaven, it’s impossible

Destroy! However, it is the first time for Ning Qi to see old ghosts like Feilong who have stayed in the underworld for nearly tens of thousands of years. I have completely forgotten my identity as a living person, happy

It's good to devour my fellow clan.

"Don't worry, since I dare to come to the Temple of Reincarnation, I am 90% sure that I won't die."

Ning Qi gave a faint smile.

"Nine percent of nine?"

Flying dragon was slightly startled, watching Ning Qi's eyes change again, he thought slightly suspiciously, could it be that this son has surpassed the level of nirvana and reached almost the same level as the group of ancestors in the Samsara Hall. realm?

"Impossible... Since it is said that since the emergence of the underworld, there has never been a ghost who can cultivate to the realm of the ancestor, let alone a living person!"

Feilong immediately overthrew the thoughts in his mind. It’s not that there are ten thousand-year-old ghosts in the underworld. There are a group of evil ghosts in the Samsara Hall who specially serve the ancestors. They have practiced for at least 10,000 years, but they have not been able to reach the level of the ancestors. Five thousand years ago, Feilong I saw an old ancestor take action and beheaded one and survived 38,000

The old ghost of the year, just because that old ghost stole some kind of treasure in the hall of reincarnation in order to break through to the level of the ancestor!

Before this, existences like him thought that the old ghost of 38,000 years was the closest and most likely to become the ancestor of the Samsara Hall. As a result, when he died, he No tricks were made, and those who didn't resist were suppressed.

Until then, he didn't know how terrifying the strength of the ancestors in the Samsara Hall!

……

At the same time, as Ning Qi was walking towards the Samsara Temple, there were a total of eighteen figures sitting on the ground in the Samsara Temple deep in the giant city. They seemed to meditate cross-legged, vomiting essence, one of them suddenly Opened his eyes, stood up, and walked out.

Outside, there was a ten-thousand-year-old ghost standing with an aura several times thicker than a flying dragon. After seeing that figure, he immediately said respectfully: "Old ancestor, listen to the people below, there is one The living people entered the Temple of Reincarnation, and they also killed the chief of the Black Fiend Cavalry."

"Wu Yuan? His cultivation is no more than eight or nine thousand years. Why do you need to wake me up for this kind of thing?"

The appearance of that figure seems to be more than thirty years old, and the breath on his body is not only completely different from the group of evil spirits in front of him, but also exudes a hint of living.

This is a statue, a living person!

The Wannian old ghost whispered: "The living man killed Wu Yuan with only one sword. The young man felt that this man had an extraordinary background and it was necessary for the ancestor to come forward and decide."

"Yijian? It's interesting. I can't think of such a strong monk in such a place. I have to go over and take a look."

The young man smiled.

……

"This is the Temple of Samsara?"

Ning Qi rode a green fire evil Lin horse and stopped in front of a black lacquered building, mostly shrouded in white mist. At the entrance of this building, almost all evil spirits walked around in detours, not dare Close to the gate, the eyes looking towards this side were also full of awe.

Because this is the highest authority in the underworld!

Feilong stood behind Ning Qi and nodded solemnly: "This is the Temple of Reincarnation."

"Have you been in? How many of your so-called ancestors?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"..."

Flying dragon's expression changed slightly, "The old ghost with ten thousand years of cultivation is qualified to enter the Samsara Hall to serve the ancestors, but I have never entered."

"Haven't you even been in?"

Ning Qi's eyes moved, and he smiled: "Well, I will take you in today to see what the secret is in this Samsara Palace."

"No!"

A hint of anxiety flashed in Feilong's eyes, "You don't understand the horror of your ancestors. Their existence is a little different from you and me!"

"Your name is Feilong? Too many words."

A faint voice came from the Samsara Hall, and then, a young man walked out slowly, behind him, followed by a ten thousand-year-old ghost whose breath is several times stronger than that of a flying dragon. He was using faint green eyes, Watching Ning Qi and Feilong coldly.

At this time, the evil spirits who had already noticed the situation here stopped one after another and looked at the young man in disbelief.

They can’t see the youth’s cultivation level, but they know the identity of the ten thousand-year-old ghost behind the youth. The young people walked out of the temple of reincarnation together, didn't it mean that... it was an ancestor! ?

"Old, ancestor..."

Feilong looked at the young man's eyes, with a hint of fear, and quickly saluted respectfully.

"The smell of living people."

Ning Qi moved his nose slightly, and glanced at the youth's attributes.

At this point of view, Ning Qi's expression is even more weird, "Jiang Bing, son of the Jiang Family of the Heavenly Dao Clan, wait for the rank, the late Xianjun?"

Is the ancestor of the highest authority of the underworld not only a living person, but also a child of the Jiang family?

"I remember you, I wanted to wait for you to have ten thousand years of cultivation, so I asked you to serve me personally. I didn't expect you to turn your elbow out."

Jiang Bing looked at Feilong faintly, and shook his head in disappointment.

The fear in Feilong's heart is even more serious, and a trace of regret flashes in his eyes. If he knew this before, he shouldn't have talked so much just now!

Jiang Bing no longer looked at him, but instead looked up and down at Ning Qi, with a strange look in his eyes: "Your cultivation base is at most the same as the spiritual level, how can you kill Wu Yuan?"

Spirit level?

The ten thousand-year-old ghost behind Jiang Bing, as well as the flying dragon, looked a little shocked after hearing these words.

Ning Qi did not answer Jiang Bing’s words, but said with a smile but a smile: "I can’t think of this so-called netherworld, the ancestor of the Samsara Hall is actually a living person, or a child of the Jiang family of the Heavenly Dao family, Jiang Bing. Doubt, I wonder if you can explain one or two for me?"

When he saw Jiang Bing, he had already guessed in his heart that the old man Xuanjian let him come here this time, and it was probably also related to the Tiandao family.

Ning Qi really didn't expect that the old man Xuanjian would also be involved with the Heavenly Dao family, but I didn't know if he was from the Heavenly Dao family or... the ancient immortal?

Flying dragon and the ten thousand-year-old ghost looked at Ning Qi in a daze, because in Ning Qi's words, it seemed that the origin of the ancestor of the Samsara Hall was revealed?

Do you even know the name of your ancestor?

"You are not a cultivator here! Who are you? Wait..." Jiang Bing's eyes flashed with astonishment, and then his brows wrinkled, "You have the aura of family branding..."