Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1672: The terrible black spirit
The first thousand six hundred and seventy-two chapters of terrible black air
As soon as Ning Qi stepped into the Valley of the Dead, countless blood-red eyes were locked on him in the distance, including the seven monks of the Seven Great Sects.
Hundreds of eyes fell on him behind him. Ning Qi didn't intend to show his strength in front of this group of people, so as soon as he moved, he ran towards the Valley of the Dead.
After running a certain distance, Ning Qi stopped.
"The spirit of those guys, shouldn't it be here, right?"
The corner of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly. At the same time, he was already surrounded by an army of zombies, about a hundred heads.
"Roar!"
Perhaps it was just transformed into a zombie, resentful, the seven monks from the Seven Great Sects roared and rushed towards Ning Qi first.
"Try it with you first."
A light wave of his hand.
Heng Kong Spirit Void Sword!
Puff puff...
The seven unlucky ghosts just turned into zombies. They were chopped to pieces by Ning Qi after not even a day of zombie life. However, strangely, they didn’t seem to have died yet. Ning Qi found that in their brains In the middle, there was a black bead. With a thought, the black pillar was crushed into fragments by Ning Qi.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a walking corpse and gaining 1 point of good fortune!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host..."
"..."
The system prompt sounded continuously, and Ning Qi got...seven good luck points.
"There are good fortune points, but the good fortune points give too little, right?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Ning Qi’s eyes, but the seven creators of the Three Tribulations in his lifetime could have brought Ning Qi 105 good points. After becoming a zombie, one person turned out to be only for Ning Qi 1. A point of good fortune, a full fifteen times less!
"However, the Valley of the Dead has existed for an unknown number of years. Every year, monks die here. When accumulated, the number of zombies must be very large. If they also have good fortune points to give, the number is quite considerable."
Ning Qi's gaze fell on the other zombies who were rushing towards him. The aura of this group of zombies was a little stronger than the seven just now, but the strength was limited.
Heng Kong Spirit Void Sword!
Ning Qi is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. These zombies who look terrifying to outsiders can't hurt Ning Qi at all. The stinky corpse qi on their bodies is completely isolated by Ning Qi’s fairy qi. They couldn't touch Ning Qi's skin, let alone poisoning Ning Qi.
After they became zombies, they had lost their minds in addition to preserving one or two percent of the combat power in front of them. Ning Qi was like cutting vegetables and beheading all the more than 100 zombies in front of them.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a walking corpse and gaining 1 point of good fortune!"
"Ding!"
The system's prompt sound kept sounding, and it kept sounding for more than a hundred times before it stopped. Each zombie brought him 1 point of good fortune, plus the seven that he killed before, this time Ning Qi Gained 115 good luck points!
Host: Ning Qi.
Rank: Creator of the Three Tribulations.
Good luck point: 1345/10000.
Gong method: The eighth day of the dragon-like power in prison.
Life value: one yuan.
Tu Longjing: 4150.
While gaining more than one hundred good fortune points, Tu Longjing has also increased a bit. Ning Qi intends to collect 10,000 points to exchange for a set of Shamisen True Flame Body for the Holy Concubine Hantian, plus Azure Water, and Zixu in the future. The sacred tree let Hantian holy concubine take care of it.
The zombies all around are dead, and scattered zombies in the distance seem to have noticed the movement here and rushed towards here.
"The system prompt said that this is a walking corpse. There should be higher-level zombies above the walking corpse. The good fortune points they can give are not so stingy, right?"
Ning Qi smiled, and instead of retreating, she greeted the zombies, one by one, wherever there were zombies, Ning Qi was there.
In this way, Ning Qi didn't know how long he had killed. He found that the zombies in the periphery seemed to have disappeared. At this time, his total number of good fortune points was as high as 3874/10000.
Since he entered the Valley of the Dead, his good fortune points have increased by more than two thousand and nearly three thousand points! This is equivalent to Ning Qi killing more than five hundred one-half creators, more than two hundred two-half creators, more than one hundred three-half creators, but in the outside world, where are so many creators coming forward to seek death?
If there is no enmity, regardless of reckless killing, only to advance the cultivation base, Ning Qi can't do it. He only kills the person who should be killed.
If you kill an innocent monk, you have already fallen into a demon and sacrifice yourself with the blood of a creature. Ning Qi asks that everything has nothing to do with the demon.
But Ning Qi didn't have any psychological burden to kill these zombies, because they were no longer humans.
"Kill so many, all of them are walking zombies. It seems that higher-level zombies should go deeper."
Ning Qi walked towards the depths of the Valley of the Dead.
I don’t know how far he has gone, Ning Qi finally saw a zombie with a much thicker breath than a walking corpse, but before he could take a shot, a black air suddenly swept over him not far away. It's exactly the same as the black energy that just turned the seven sect monks into zombies!
At that time, Ning Qi was outside the Valley of the Dead, and there was a restriction. Now, Ning Qi is facing the black air, and suddenly feels dizzy and wants to nausea.
"What a strong corpse!"
A shock flashed in his eyes, and Ning Qi's face became solemn, but he did not choose to escape, but waited quietly with the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand.
The black air whistled and swept in front of Ning Qi in an instant, and at this moment, Ning Qi cut out and half of the black air dissipated. Before Ning Qi could react, the remaining half of the black air still enveloped Ning Qi. Coming over, Ning Qi raised his eyes and saw that the black air was very long, and the end should be in the depths of the Valley of the Dead.
"Pretend to be a god!"
Since the Dragon Sword could not dissipate the black energy, Ning Qi directly took out the Zhuxian Devil Gourd, and the spirit of the spirit violently spurred it, and a black flame very similar to the black energy was spurted out, and the black flame condensed into a roar. The roaring demon slammed into black air.
Boom!
The black air immediately dissipated.
The corners of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly, evoking a sneer, but then, he seemed to hear a roar from the depths of the Valley of the Dead, and then, hundreds of black air swept towards Ning Qi, faster than It was several times faster before.
Ning Qi was stunned. Not only was the speed of this black gas faster, but his aura was countless times more terrifying. If he had been so afraid of black gas before, now, he is palpitating!
Ninety thousand miles in a flash!
Ning Qi's figure turned into a stream of light and fled out of the Valley of the Dead. He was already extremely certain that the existence behind the black energy must be the Creator of the Nine Tribulations!
Manipulating the existence of Hei Qi, it seems a little surprised that Ning Qi's speed suddenly changed so fast, and immediately, Hei Qi's speed was several times faster, and he was chasing after him, but compared to Ning Qi's instantaneous ninety thousand li. The speed of black energy is still weaker.
The monks outside the Valley of the Dead watched with stunned Ning Qi rushing out of the Valley of the Dead, and then the hundreds of black qi blasted against the restriction, and the sky shook suddenly, and everyone was still vaguely able to Hear the roar from the valley of the dead!