Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1686: One thousand six hundred and eighty-sixth

Chapter 1686 　 The first thousand six hundred and eighty-six chapters bloodbath the city of the dead

Ning Qi's eyes changed slightly, and he glanced at Bu Shaofeng, "What does that store sell?"

Bu Shaofeng glanced at the shop, a look of disgust appeared in his eyes, and Bu Qingshi was no exception.

"Senior, the monks here have all kinds of disgusting hobbies. In order to cater to this group of monks, the owner of this shop has done utterly conscience, but for the monks in this place, it is quite common. , Those brains are all made by human children from one to two years old. The shopkeeper at least controls thousands of celebrity women and gives birth to many children every year..."

Bu Shaofeng said in a low voice.

"Senior, when many monks passed through the City of the Dead, they couldn’t see it and wanted to help those poor women. As a result, all these monks disappeared in the City of the Dead without any exception. !"

Bu Qingshi looked at Ning Qi with big eyes suddenly flashing, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

In the shop, not only the foreign monks, but also the human monks, look after them very much. When they eat, they look very enjoyable, as if they are tasting the delicacy of the world.

Ning Qi’s spiritual thoughts swept across the entire City of the Dead in an instant. Except for the scene in front of him, all kinds of terrible things were happening at the same time everywhere in the City of the Dead. In the eyes of the monks in the City of the Dead, they were like pigs, but they wanted to kill.

"It's worthy of being the City of the Dead, this name is indeed correct, but there is a name that should be more suitable for this place...this place should be called **** on earth."

Ning Qi muttered to himself faintly, then raised his foot and walked towards the shop, and the two brothers and sisters Bu Shaofeng were slightly startled, and a premonition rose in their hearts.

A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but Bu Shaofeng had not yet followed, but Bu Qingshi had already followed Ning Qi first.

"Finally..."

Bu Shaofeng smiled wryly and followed.

"This son, today's "Tong Nao Soup" has been sold out, please be early tomorrow."

The shopkeeper thought that Ning Qi was going to try something new, so he smiled and said to Ning Qi.

"These, but I am the brain of a child of the same race?"

Ning Qi looked at the shopkeeper, pointed at the clean brains that had been licked, and said.

The shopkeeper's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, and a stern look flashed in his eyes. He glanced at Ning Qi with a smile, and then sneered: "Who am I? It turns out that I am this kind of indifferent fellow, kid, This is the first time you have come to the City of the Dead, right? I feel that these children's brains that I have made are so conscientious that I am going to walk for the sky? Hahaha, don't forget, where is this place! Today I am very compassionate and remind you, When you come to the City of the Dead, you must abide by the rules of the City of the Dead. If you see the "Feast of the Lives", you will know, what is the small business of this shop in the City of the Dead?"

After a pause, he suddenly stepped forward and snatched the Tong Nao Tang in front of a monk. The monk showed a trace of anger on his face and looked at the owner and Ning Qi coldly.

Slap!

The shopkeeper took the Tong Nao Tang in front of Ning Qi and looked at Ning Qi mockingly: "Come on, drink it, even if you abide by the rules of the Dead City, I will forgive you this time, otherwise, Since someone will come to clean up your unruly monk, the dead immortal king in the city of the dead, more than one person?"

Speaking of this, the corner of the shopkeeper's mouth raised slightly, his expression mocking.

A cultivator in the pill-fighting realm dared to mock the three of Ning Qi in this way. It is conceivable that the so-called rules of the dead city in his mouth made him full of confidence.

"This kind of place shouldn't exist."

Ning Qi gave a faint smile, and the blade flashed past. The shopkeeper and the monk who was sucking the brain soup with relish in the shop were cut into several sections in a flash. The shopkeeper did not die on the spot and had his head broken. It happened to roll down at Ning Qi's feet. He looked at Ning Qi in frustration, and let out a leaky roar: "You dare to kill me in the City of the Dead! I'm a local native! Kill me, you can't escape! "

Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, countless eyes were cast towards Ning Qi's side. The monks walking on the road stopped one after another and looked at Ning Qi's side with different expressions.

Among these monks, the natives accounted for most of them, but some of them were the monks who passed here. They looked at Ning Qi with a slightly weird look. In their opinion, although the City of the Dead is a bit tyrannical, some things are very It's disgusting, but what's the fate of ordinary mortals?

There are trillions and trillions of mortals in this Central Continent. It is really unwise to break the rules of the City of the Dead for such mortals who are raised as pigs and sheep.

"I don't know which family's child it is, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers."

"You only act with blood, and you won't live long!"

"Think twice about everything, but I think it's quite pleasing to my eyes. I will help him with a few good words and save his life!"

An old man exuding the breath of the creator of the Four Tribulations gave Ning Qi a somewhat admiring look. There are also a group of young monks around him, whose strength is generally between the creator of one calamity and the creator of two calories.

"Which guy who doesn't open his eyes dares to break the rules of my dead city?"

A roar came, and the monks on the road avoided one after another. The whole street was centered on the three of Ning Qi, and within a radius of one hundred meters, there was no one!

"I can't escape anymore, do I need you to worry about it?"

Ning Qi glanced mockingly at the head at his feet, lightly stepped on it, and then cast his eyes on a black-robed monk who had just landed not far in front of him.

The black-robed monk exudes a faint breath of the creator of a catastrophe. After landing, his eyes fixed on Ning Qi.

"Hey, Brother Chen Jiu, is that you? Do you still remember the old man? Haha, this is a misunderstanding. It depends on the face of the old man, why don't you forget?"

When the old man saw the incoming person, he immediately laughed and greeted him.

"Pu Yan? Is this monk also a child of your Pu family?"

After seeing the old man, the black-robed monk frowned slightly, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"The one who died was just a pill-fighting shopkeeper. Well, those diners were accidentally affected, but their cultivation bases are also very low. In your eyes, there are ants-like existences, and there is something in it. Pills, please also invite Brother Chen Jiu to accept it."

The old man smiled slightly, and instead of answering the black robe monk's words, he handed a leather bag to him.

Chen Jiu calmly put away the leather bag, then glanced at Ning Qi coldly, "Today's incident, I regard it as a misunderstanding, but you can't stay in the City of the Dead, get out."

"Little brother, people have to bow their heads under the eaves."

The old man's voice rang in Ning Qi's ear.

Ning Qi smiled at him, then waved gently.

The Great Palm of the Nine Flames!

The staunch palms fell directly on Chen Jiu. Under the eyes of everyone, Chen Jiu, who was still arrogant, turned into a puddle of ashes in a blink of an eye.

"Old man, I want to wash the city of the dead today. If you have nothing to do with the city of the dead, please watch the show behind..."

The corners of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly.