Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1851: Goodbye to the immortal slaughter

The first thousand eight hundred and fifty-one chapters, goodbye to slaughter the immortal

"The Northern Liang Dynasty was conquered!"

"Really? Then let's go to the front line as soon as possible. We will definitely get a lot of spiritual resources!"

"Let's get together then!"

The Northern Liang Xian Dynasty confronted the Xuanhuang Xian Dynasty for a long time, and was finally breached. When the news spread all over the world, some monks suspected that it was because Huanxi Demon Venerable was killed by Ning Qi Town, which led to the lack of deterrence of the Northern Liang Xian Dynasty. Only when the momentum drops, will the North be defeated, but no matter what the reason, the current Northern Liang Dynasty has been fully taken over by Yuanzun Slaughter. The dead, the disabled, the disabled, have already withdrawn from the territory of Beiliang.

The loose repairs in the Xuanhuangxian dynasty swarmed in, robbing all kinds of resources, because the Xianxian Yuanzun didn’t care about this kind of thing, they would have such courage. Within months, it will become a ruin.

Ning Qi wandered on the battlefield and saw many monks fighting for a bottle of pill. They did not hesitate to fight with their lives. What's more, they directly attacked and killed the past monks because of the war. The murderousness of the monk.

"Whoo!"

A strong wind hit Ning Qi's head.

Ning Qi didn't look back, and took a backhand. The dozen or so monks who suddenly attacked Ning Qi were instantly slapped into a cloud of blood.

Ben was hiding in the dark, and the guy who was ready to move saw this and immediately gave up Ning Qi's goal.

Ning Qi came from the direction of the Northern Liangxian and headed towards the Xuanhuangxian. Unlike most monks, they all rushed from the Xuanhuangxian to the Beiliangxian, so Ning In the battlefield, Qi seemed to be particularly conspicuous, and the people who shot him were endless, without exception, all of them were dead.

Suddenly, the casual practitioners who rushed towards the North Liangxian came to a halt and looked respectfully at the battleships flying towards the North Liangxian, with densely packed monks standing on them.

"Hey, someone came from the Northern Liang Dynasty, is this a remnant of the Northern Liang Dynasty?"

A commander on a certain warship saw Ning Qi's behavior, and immediately passed the order. Suddenly, these warships turned around, surrounded Ning Qi, and surrounded him in the center.

"The Slaughter of the Immortal Yuanzun is behind, if he sees the ants provoking his majesty, I will definitely not be able to survive, and suppress this son in place!"

"Not bad!"

The commanders on several battleships communicated with each other through voice transmission, and finally, they looked at Ning Qi with icy coldness, and they exuded a strong killing intent.

These are all monks who have just survived the battlefield. The lives in their hands are unknown, and their killing intent is several times stronger than that of ordinary monks.

They are just the vanguard, the real army, just behind.

Without any nonsense, the monks on the battleship all shot together, preparing to suppress Ning Qi with the fastest speed. When the nearby casual repairers saw this, a hint of schadenfreude appeared in their eyes.

"Calling you crazy, everyone is heading towards Beiliang, but you are heading towards Xuanhuang!"

"Haha, I really don’t know how high the sky is. Now I have lost my life in vain, and it’s too late to regret."

The monk who had seen Ning Qi displeased for a long time made a mockery.

But after that, they only felt a flower in front of them, and then those battleships with at least 5,000 monks standing on them were instantly torn apart and fell on the ground with a bang. The meat and the fragments of the battleship were mixed together. You can't tell who is who at all.

"His..."

The nearby San Xiu took a breath and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. First, he was shocked by Ning Qi's method, and then he was shocked by Ning Qi's courage. He knew that these monks were Slaughter Immortals. Yuan Zun’s subordinates, he still dared to make a move. Is this mortal?

Before they could react, a terrible breath came from behind. In an instant, densely packed warships appeared in the sky, with countless monks standing on top of them, looking down at Ning Qi, just estimate it. , There are hundreds of thousands of people!

One of the battleships is very luxurious. Unlike the other battleships, there are only two figures standing on it. At the moment, the two are looking at Ning Qi, and Ning Qi is also looking at them.

"Bold!"

A roar came from a certain battleship in the center. Then, a monk with the breath of eight calamities appeared in front of Ning Qi in an instant, and he bombed Ning Qi's head with a punch. This monk He was three feet tall and stood in front of Ning Qi, just like a little giant.

Seeing him in nearby casual repairs, they all exclaimed: "The Devil King!"

The Demon King, a monk of the demon race, was originally in the Central Continent, and was an immortal king-level existence on the side of Megatron. He was one of the first creators of the Eight Tribulations to take refuge in the Slaughter Immortal Zun. The life and death of another Eight Tribulations Creator only uses physical power!

At this moment, everyone was shocked and pleasantly surprised when they saw the Golem King's move. Although the Golem King was strong, the number of shots was only a handful. To see this kind of existence and to do it with his own eyes was very important to many Sanye monks present. , Is also a chance!

Boom!

The fist of the Golem King stopped two feet away from Ning Qi. Everyone looked at Ning Qi in shock, because they saw that Ning Qi only used one finger to gently tap the Golem King’s fist. The fist resisted his terrible punch!

"How is it possible?"

In the bronze bell-like eyes of the Golem King, there was a flash of shock, and she wanted to make another move, but Ning Qi had already moved, and hit the Golem King’s belly with a fist, the Golem King’s body. Suddenly, like a cooked prawn, he bowed, delaying about three to five breaths, and with a bang, his body flew out at a faster speed than before, and dozens of warships had no time to evade. The crushed body was broken to pieces, and the monks above fled in a panic, for fear of being hit by the body of the Golem King.

When everyone saw this scene, they took a breath and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. Who is this guy? The Golem King was flew by one of the punches. Could it be the Creator of the Nine Tribulations?

"Huh, is it you?"

A whisper came from the center of countless battleships, the most luxurious battleship.

"Liaoxian Yuanzun, we meet again."

Ning Qi smiled.

"He actually knew Yuanzun Tuanxian? So, this monk is also a creator of the Nine Tribulations!"

When the nearby San Xiu saw this, a faint light flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, do you know this person?"

Beside Lianxian Yuanzun, stood a middle-aged monk. His skin was all blue and black. When he spoke, his mouth showed two sharp fangs.

Ning Qi's eyes fell on him and glanced at the other's attributes.

The creator of the Nine Tribulations, Yuanzun of the Demon Corpse!

"Brother, this little friend released me."

Lan Xian Yuan Zun smiled slightly.

The next moment, the two of them looked startled. I don't know when Ning Qi has appeared on the battleship silently, looking at them with a faint smile on his face.