Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 601: If you don’t come, it’s a puppy
Chapter 601 is not a puppy
After the shock, everyone was a little curious about how the Wild Gulong clan would deal with Ning Qi in the future. Could he let him take the top spot on the dragon list like this?
Thinking of this, everyone's attention was once again focused on Huang Gu Jian.
Huang Gujian looked at Ning Qi faintly: "Although I am not the number one on the Dragon List, you are here to challenge me. Now that I have seen it, let me see how strong you are... …"
As soon as the voice fell, he patted Ning Qi with a palm, and everyone felt suffocated, as if the air between the heavens and the earth, at this moment, all was condensed into the palms of the lonely old man.
Ning Qi showed a hint of vigilance on his face, and his heart was a little dignified. The strength that Huang Gujian now showed was enough to crush him, and it was more than ten times stronger than Huang Guxiao! This palm, I'm afraid it will not be good for the next, but he has more than 1 million points of life, and he should not be killed by the opponent's shot.
Just when Ning Qi was about to resist the opponent's palm, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. With a light wave of that figure, the attack of the wild and ruthless was invisible.
"Teacher, Master?"
Ning Qi's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
Meng Qingling, why is it here?
Meng Qingling turned and smiled faintly: "I passed through the Kyushu Empire and heard that you are coming to the deserted ancient holy city to challenge the deserted ancient warriors, so I followed to see it. You really didn't disappoint me..."
"She is worried that I will die here..."
A touch of emotion flashed in Ning Qi's eyes.
"Who is that? Look at her breath, it shouldn't be Dou Zun!"
Chu Feng looked at Meng Qingling, with a hint of shock in his eyes.
"Not Dou Zun? Could it be Dou Sheng? How could there be such a young Dou Sheng in the land of Dongxuan?"
Yuwen Kongming was horrified.
The masters on the other people's lists couldn't recognize Meng Qingling for a while, and they secretly guessed the origin of Meng Qingling.
At this time, Yuwenshang said: "She is the elder of Yunqizong's lamp, Meng Qingling."
The elder of Yunqizong's lamp-bearer dreams lightly?
When Yuwen Kongming and the others heard the words, their eyes suddenly realized.
"Sister, there is such a master behind this guy, our mission seems to have failed this time..."
Zhou Luning spoke to Wuma Wind Chime.
Wuma Fengling's complexion was a little blue. The last time he was preparing to take a shot in the capital of the Kyushu Empire, he was inexplicably frozen. This time, although Ning Qi did not die in the hands of the ancient warrior, he turned out a suspected fighting saint. Master!
This guy, are the women around you so strong!
Wuma Fengling couldn't help slandering.
"Who is your excellency? In the contest between me and this son, what qualifications do you have to intervene? If you really think you are a fighting saint, will I be afraid of you?"
Huang Gujian looked at Meng Qingling coldly.
His eyes are full of killing intent, even if he knows that Meng Qingling is a Dousheng-level existence, he has no fear.
Everyone sighed in their hearts. I am afraid that only the Tianjiao of the three dragon races can be so confident and not afraid to face the battle!
Meng Qingling gave a faint smile and looked at Huang Gujian and said: "You are a seventh-order dragon, he is just the peak fighting emperor. If you shoot him, it is not a comparison, but you want to kill him, it is impossible to become a desolate ancient dragon. , Can you not afford to lose like this?"
Huang Gujian's eyes narrowed slightly. What Meng Qingling said was indeed true. He just wanted to take the opportunity to kill Ning Qi, but he didn't expect a Fighting Saint to follow behind Ning Qi, making his abacus to be frustrated.
"Bold! Who are you who dare to insult my deserted ancient dragon clan? Have you forgotten that this place is a deserted ancient holy city!"
The Tianjiao behind Huanggu Jie all showed their anger and scolded Meng lightly.
Meng Qingling ignored them, but continued to look at Huanggu with a faint smile: "Since you are already a figure in the list, and the juniors on the dragon list are fighting, you have no reason to intervene."
After speaking, she directly pulled Ning Qi into a streamer and left.
At this moment, there was a roar from the sky.
"Come as you want, leave as you want, when I am in a deserted ancient holy city, where is it!"
Hearing this roar, Huang Gujian and others showed shocked expressions on their faces, and then looked towards the sky respectfully.
I saw two middle-aged men, who suddenly stopped Meng Qingling and Ning Qi from going.
A trace of jealousy appeared on Meng Qingling's face.
"Fighting Emperor!"
Ning Qi's heart suddenly came up. He couldn't think that the battle on the dragon list would provoke Doudi out. This ridiculous ancient dragon clan would be too careful!
"Two seniors, juniors, do you want to intervene too."
Meng Qingling frowned.
Ning Qi took a look at the two of them. One of them was a burly figure with a national character face. There was a faint dragon atmosphere on his body. It is estimated that he was a Tier 10 dragon of the wild ancient dragon.
The other person is thin, with a smile on his face, he should be Human.
At this time, Huang Guxun and others also flew behind the face of the Chinese character and stood respectfully.
The Guozi face gave Meng Qingling a faint glance, then looked at Ning Qi, and said coldly: "This son comes to my deserted ancient holy city and hurts my deserted ancient dragon clan. This is contempt for my deserted ancient dragon clan. You can Leave, but he must stay!"
Yuwen Kongming and others showed a hint of surprise on their faces, "Is it Doudi?"
Yuwen's wounded face showed a hint of gloat: "Ning Qi, Ning Qi, it seems that today, no one can save you."
"It's over, the wild ancient dragons are really careful. Although Ning Qi won the first place in the dragon list today, he can't do without the wild ancient holy city!"
Xiao Chenguang spoke to Xiao Yuqiong and the others.
"Shut up, your voice transmission can't hide from Emperor Dou!"
Xiao Yuqiong sternly scolded.
Xiao Chenguang's eyes showed a trace of fear, because he really saw the middle-aged man with the Chinese character face, and glanced at him, his legs trembled uncontrollably in shock.
"Master, you go first."
Ning Qi weighed it and let Meng Qingling leave first, which is the best choice. The other party did not kill him on the spot, indicating that the other party did not want to kill him. After Meng Qingling left, he had many ways to escape from the ancient world. Holy city.
Meng Qingling didn’t seem to hear Ning Qi’s words. She still looked at the two fighting emperors and said faintly: “You can take action and leave me and him in the desolate ancient holy city, but today’s matter will surely spread. At that time, what was lost was the face of your wild ancient dragon clan."
"Are you threatening me?"
A terrible aura burst out of Guozi Lian, which instantly enveloped Meng Qingling and Ning Qi.
Meng Qingling's face remained unchanged, and she looked at the other person fearlessly.
"Brother Huang, forget it, just two juniors, this one will also enter the list of people in the future, then, leave it to Huang Gujian to deal with it."
The thin middle-aged Doudi smiled.
Hearing the words of the national character face, after a cold glance at Meng Qingling, he said to Huang Gu: "I will give you a task. After he enters the list, it is time to kill him."
"Yes, ancestors."
Huang Gu's respectful way.
Ning Qi's eyes flickered, and the national character face and the thin middle-aged man disappeared in front of him. Meng Qingling saw it, and immediately led Ning Qi away.
While passing by with Huang Guxu, Huang Guxu suddenly said: "I will always look at you. As long as you are on the list, it will be your death date."
"It's a puppy if you don't come!"
Ning Qi had only had time to reply and was taken away by Meng Qingling.
After hearing this, Huang Guxu kept an extremely indifferent expression, revealing a trace of violent anger.