Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1688: Have fun!

The first thousand six hundred and eighty-eighth chapter, let’s revel!

"I heard that the deputy city lord had already survived the thunder tribulation a hundred years ago and broke through to the creator of the six tribulations. In the Three Hundred Immortal Dynasty, this is also a resounding immortal king-level existence. This arrogant kid will undoubtedly die today. Hey, everyone, guess how he would die?"

"There are more ways to die. Fry, stir-fry, cook, deep-fry, stew, slip, boil, stew...any one can make this kid pee his pants, ha ha, remember that one said at the beginning My master is a real celestial fellow. When he was chopped into three pieces and put in a pot for frying, his tears and nose flowed?"

"Haha, I'm really looking forward to..."

The Pu family monk and those monks who did not belong to the City of the Dead, but just passed by by the road, showed a trace of pity in their eyes. In their opinion, Ning Qi's previous behavior was too impulsive, and the City of the Dead could stay here for many years. Dazongmen all acquiesced in their existence, and the monks in the ancient temples of the nine temples just said my Buddha's compassion. Is it possible that a monk can change the situation here?

In the end, only to take his own life!

The deputy city lord of the Dead City glanced lightly behind Ning Qi. From the original place to this side, almost all the streets Ning Qi walked were in ruins. There were countless dead bodies on the ground, or even hundreds of them. The local monks of the Dead City died in Ning Qi's hands, but the Creator only took up a small part of them.

"Under Sikong Liheng, I don't know how you call it?"

Sikong Liheng's mouth raised slightly, looking at Ning Qi with a smile.

The five foreign guards of the City Lord of the Dead City saw the arrival of Sagong Liheng, suppressing the killing intent in their hearts, bowed to Sikong Liheng, and stood behind him, looking through the shoulders of Sikong Liheng. Falling coldly on Ning Qi, he was stared at by the five Five Tribulations Creator, and he was a foreign monk. Even Pu Yan and others felt chilly and did not dare to touch their eyes.

"Xuanbei."

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

"The last name is Xuan? Is it the Zidong Xianchao Xuan Family? No, as far as I know, there is no such thing as you in the Xuan Family..."

Sikong Liheng stroked his chin.

"You monks in the City of the Dead, that's all? Too few, can this monk stop these desperadoes in the City of the Dead?"

The corner of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly, and his eyes swept around, and his eyes swept across the faces of those fierce monks. These guys are the ones who have offended in the outside world and can't offend them. Then they fled to the city of the dead. Judging from the crime value above their heads, this group of monks either committed heinous crimes in the outside world, or committed countless iniquities in the City of the Dead. Otherwise, how could there be five or six hundred crime values ​​and seven or eight hundred crime values?

From the moment he arrived in the City of the Dead, Ning Qi knew that this place was predestined to him.

"Boy, since you know that I am a desperado, would you still dare to pretend to be a saint here? You came to the wrong place today, we can drown you with one mouthful of foaming!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter all around, and the blood in the eyes of those monks became more intense, and Pu Yan and the others looked a little uneasy. If these monks suddenly rioted, I am afraid that even these monks who borrowed the way would be implicated. After discovering this sign, he immediately transmitted the sound of the children around him and moved slowly towards the back.

"We are free to come and go in the City of the Dead. Although we are also the deputy city lord, we are actually not very different from yours. We just maintain the order in the week. There must be an order in a place, otherwise it will It's messed up, Brother Xuanbei, do you think this is right?"

Sikong Liheng smiled towards Ning Qi.

"Indeed, there will be chaos if there is no order."

Ning Qi smiled.

"That's right, so Brother Xuanbei disrupted the order here today, it's also very difficult to do underneath..."

Sikong Liheng's gaze swept across Pu Yan and the others one by one. His look immediately gave the monks who had borrowed the road a premonition of uncertainty, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"Since order is chaotic, it must be rebuilt. Today, there is no order in the City of the Dead."

A wicked smile appeared on Sikong Liheng's face, "Everyone, have fun!"

His voice blasted in everyone's ears!

When the vicious monks heard the words, their faces suddenly showed ecstasy. As soon as Sikong Liheng's voice fell, there was a cry of ghosts and gods in the city of the dead.

Today, there is no order in the City of the Dead, which shows that they can kill the monks who have passed the road unscrupulously, kill the monks who have enemies with them, and kill the monks who are not pleasing to their eyes. In short... kill and kill!

"The Pu family's children gather, watch out for sneak attacks by those around you!"

Pu Yan shouted.

The Pu family’s children quickly gathered back to back and looked around vigilantly. Right now, the monks who had just stood with them stared at them with fierce and greedy eyes, like a wolf, waiting for the opportunity to move. In addition, the other monks who borrowed the path have basically become the first target in the'carnival'!

"You can't bear to see the city of the dead treat mortals like this, but these mortals, including the monks who are not part of the city of the dead, will die because of your actions. What do you think?"

Sikong Liheng looked at Ning Qi with a smile.

"Hahaha!"

The five guards laughed wildly, and the laughter was full of mockery.

Ning Qi smiled, and cut it out.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

The sword is too fast. Sagong Liheng and the five guards only had time to sacrifice their defensive spirit weapons, and the sword has arrived.

The defensive magic weapon that should have blocked this knife, but it was directly broken in half, and the castration of the knife fell on them, as if cutting tofu, cutting the six Sikong Liheng into two halves.

Eighteen palms of the dragon descending!

The palm of Zhigangzhiyang fell on the dragon monk among the five guards. It was too late to howl and was wiped out on the spot.

The Great Palm of the Nine Flames!

Another alien monk has also stepped in!

Heng Kong Spirit Void Sword!

Another guard was chopped to pieces, and even the soul was killed!

Smashing Star Fist!

The violent fairy spirit condensed a fist shadow and fell on one of the guards. The body of that guard burst instantly, and the flesh and blood even stained Sikong Liheng's face.

At the moment, there is only one guard left. He abandons his lower body, turns his upper body and flees.

The hole is empty!

With a pop, the head of the last guard was pierced by the spirit of the air on the spot.

Ning Qi used five of the thirty-three martial arts of the immortal clan with the auxiliary skills of the dragon and elephant in the prison. Ning Qi used five of them to kill the five creators of the Five Tribulations simply and neatly.

All this, only for a moment.

"You..."

The smile on Sikong Liheng's face finally faded. Although his body was cut off by Ning Qi, he still gathered together under the force of creation.

The cultivators nearby, who were already violent, stopped all their movements, including Pu Yan and others, staring at the scene in amazement.