Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 889: Bafang Yundong

Chapter VIII, Cloud Movement in Eight Directions

"Look! That's the wheel of the thirteen princes of the Kyushu Empire!"

"That is from the Sky Demon Empire!"

"A lot of arrogances of the nine families have also come!"

"The black prison gate is the best catcher!"

"Heavenly Sword Time!"

"Shenlonghou!"

"Black Water Dragon Race!"

"Bauhinia Dragons!"

"Sigh...Are you the arrogance of the three dragons?"

The forces coming one by one have caused many casual practitioners to take a breath, I am afraid that more than 80% of the forces in the East Profound Land are now gathered here!

And their purpose is the same!

"Not in a hurry, the fighting emperors of the nine major families have not arrived yet. These are just ordinary Tianjiao, the real protagonists, who have not yet played!"

"I don't know how Yunqizong will respond this time. Have you seen that the stone sculpture at the gate of Yunqizong Mountain should be the ancestor of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Slaughter!"

"Tsk tusk, I really envy Yun Qizong's disciples to pass by him. It's okay to feel sticky and sticky!"

"If you are envious, go to apprentice now, I think Yunqizong will accept you."

"Haha, just kidding, who is so stupid and still go to Yunqizong? No matter how strong Ning Beixuan is, can he be stronger than the nine big clans? Even if it is Doudi, there can be more than 20 statues!"

"It is true!"

Everyone was talking happily, such a grand scene, they probably only saw today in their lives!

"Are you here too?"

Yuwenshang looked at Fang Mo and Fangbai with a smile.

Near them, there are all the ordinary Tianjiao of the nine big families, there are Douhuang, and Douzong, and they are very different from outsiders, and no one is blinded, and wants to be boring to integrate into this place.

The nine big families themselves belong to a small group.

The disciples under his command are more or less friendly!

Fang Mo gave Yuwen a sad look, then looked at Dongfang Lingdong beside him, Chu Xian, with a slight smile and said: "Such a grand occasion, my generation will naturally come."

"Haha, when Ning Qi took the 100th place on the Dragon List from you, you must have a grudge, so you want to see his fate! Right?"

Yuwen hurt seems to have found a soulmate.

As a result, Fang Mo smiled lightly: "I don't hate him. If it weren't for him, I would still sit in the well and watch the sky, and I would not be where I am now."

"Your cultivation base?"

Yuwen hurt the three of them slightly startled.

Fang Bai proudly said: "My eldest brother has broken through to Dou Zong."

The three of them heard the words, and as expected they smelled a trace of Dou Zong's breath on Fang Mo's body, and their faces suddenly became a little ugly.

They have stayed in the ninth stage of life and death for many years. Fang Mo was just a junior who had just entered the first stage of life and death. Now, his cultivation base has surpassed the three of them?

"You have always regarded Ning Qi as an enemy in your heart, but I regarded him as a mountain, a mountain to be climbed, without any distractions, so that the cultivation base can break through to Dou Zong so smoothly."

The corner of Fang Mo's mouth evokes a faint sarcasm.

"It seems that you and I are not fellow travelers."

Yuwen hurt a sneer, turned his head and left.

When Dongfang Lingdong saw Chu Xian, he turned and left.

"Big brother, I heard that Ning Qi has already broken through to Fight Saint. This time, can he escape the catastrophe like before?"

Fang Bai glanced at the backs of the three in disdain, and then asked Fang Mo.

"I don't know."

Fang Mo shook his head faintly: "But there is a hunch in my heart that even if the nine big families join forces, they can't easily deal with him!"

"Big Brother!"

Fang Bai's eyes flashed with shock, and he couldn't imagine his elder brother's evaluation of Ning Qi would be so high!

The other side.

Mu Juner, Mu Bai, Ji Kaixi, Cai Weitao, once again saw Heishui Yunshi, and her brother, Heishui Aolong, but this time, the Heishui Dragon tribe is not only the two of them. People, at a glance, there are hundreds of people wearing black clothes with dragon horns on their heads. Among them, the aura on the bodies of a few of them is Yuan Zhen Yuezhi, they are likely to be Tier 9 dragons!

Hei Shui Aolong glanced at everyone proudly, and said: "This time, my sister has already cultivated a family sacrament and a Tier 8 dragon clan. If it weren't for Ning Qi today, I would have died in the hands of Emperor Dou. It won't take long. , My sister can beat him by herself!"

Cultivating into a sacrament and becoming an eighth-order dragon?

Everyone was startled slightly, and looked at Hei Shui Yun Shi with some surprise.

At this moment, Mu Bai couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said: "Ning Qi is a Dousheng now. Even if he is a Tier 9 dragon clan, he can slaughter. Dongfang Slaughter is suppressed by his subordinates. You are sure to use it. Before long, your sister will be his opponent?"

"Bold! Do you dare to refute my words?"

Hei Shui Aolong looked at Mu Bai coldly.

"I'm telling the truth."

Mu Bai whispered.

"To irritate him, it is not good for you, stop talking."

Mu Juner reminded him.

Hei Shui Aolong seems to be going to be more real with Mu Bai, but Hei Shui Yunshi stopped drinking with her eyes: "He was right. I didn't expect Ning Qi's cultivation speed to be so terrible, waiting for me to break through to the ninth level. , I’m afraid he is already Doudi."

"Huh, let's talk about it if you can pass today's level!"

Hei Shui Aolong said unconvinced.

The other side.

"Mother! What are we doing here? It's too dangerous. Look at those guys, they are obviously dragons, and those guys have unfathomable aura!"

In the ranks of the White Tiger Empire, Bai Hao trembled, slightly dissatisfied with the Hantian Saint Concubine Road among the chariots.

"Are you afraid? Don't follow you if you are afraid!"

Not far away, the princess Diao Man sat on a white tiger and smiled mockingly at Bai Hao.

Deng San stood by with a wry smile in his heart.

The Holy Concubine Han Tian did not speak, but Fang Qin and Fang Shu said lightly: "Wait, you can see the Emperor Dou in the family. Is this reason enough?"

When Bai Hao heard the words, he suddenly realized that he felt a little excited. He didn't know how he would behave when he saw Fang's ancestor before he could be seen by the other party?

As long as he thinks of himself being accepted as a disciple by Emperor Dou, and his cultivation level has risen, Bai Hao can't help but glance at Princess Diao Man. "Bitch, the power in his hand has been occupied for the past few years, and the white tiger alchemy room will cut me off from time to time. Sooner or later I will retaliate against the elixir of practice!"

Thinking of this, Bai Hao couldn't help laughing.

Princess Diaoman glanced at him, curled her lips: "I'm sick!"

At the same time.

In the Yunqizong.

Whether it is an outer disciple, an inner disciple, or a true disciple, elder deacon, elder Tsing Yi, everyone has a solemn expression.

They have already seen the situation outside Yun Qizong, the nine major families have not yet arrived, and there are nearly a million people watching the excitement.

However, no one was panicked, because they knew that Ning Qi had the means to make people leave this place instantly. When the nine big families came, if they couldn't beat them, it would be a big deal to go together!

Many disciples even lied in their hearts, and as a result, they naturally got the qualifications to enter the Temple of War!

"Sovereign."

Deng Tong, Elder Yun Qizong Tsing Yi, looking at Ning Qi, a complex color flashed in his eyes, and said: "This matter, should I go out to fight or..."

"Don't worry, I will bring some masters over to the Temple of War. This time, I will beat them until their heartache."

Ning Qi chuckled indifferently.