Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 2103: Falling

The whereabouts of Chapter 2103

In the blue beam of light, after Zen Wind Shura’s seal, the face inside changed countless times faster, even Meng Tianshu’s naked eyes could not catch it, but Ning Qi and the third prince Ming could see clearly. As time passed by, Qingkong Juanluo kept looking at Ning Qi with horrified eyes. He has no cultivation base, and he didn't dare to run away, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so as not to be slapped to death by the opponent, but Qingkong Juanluo He was still thinking about how to inform Emperor Ming about this matter, only in this way, he could only get his life back today!

"How often are the shifts on duty here?"

Ning Qi looked at Meng Tianshu.

Ten days have passed, but Zen Wind Shura didn't find any results. A cold sweat had already appeared on his face, and Ning Qi's expression gradually became a little unsightly.

"One year."

Meng Tianshu whispered.

Ning Qi nodded faintly, and his eyes fell on Zen Feng Shura. If this person can't find a result in a year, he doesn't mind suppressing the guy who came to change shifts. Anyway, this time, no result will be obtained. Ning Qi will not leave the temple of reincarnation.

There are too many souls coming back from the reincarnation temple. When the time was about to pass a year, Zen Wind Shura still failed to find the whereabouts of Wang Xue's soul.

One day, another shift director walked into the temple, and when he saw this scene in front of him, he was a little stunned.

He understands what Zen Wind Shura does. He doesn't do it less on weekdays. But, the master of the law enforcement hall, how could Qingkong Juan lie on the ground and watch Zen Wind Shura violate discipline in front of him?

Before he wants to understand this, the third Prince Ming has appeared in front of him and smiled: "Shhh!"

The next moment, with a bang, this master book, which was also a master of the late Nether realm, was directly abolished. The third prince Ming threw him beside Qingkong Juanluo as if he were throwing trash. At this point, He didn't even react. How could he encounter such a danger in the temple of reincarnation?

In the aftermath of Zen Wind Shura, seeing this scene, the cold sweat on his body was getting more and more, he quickly concentrated double energy to help Ning Qi find the whereabouts of Wang Xue's soul.

In the third year, another shift master came in. This person was more cautious. He found something wrong at the door. When he wanted to escape, he was still caught by the third prince Ming and his cultivation was abolished... …

The fourth year, the fifth year...

When except for Zen Wind Shura, all the master books of the Samsara Temple were abolished by the third prince of Ming, and when they lay in the temple, Zen Wind Shura had fallen into deep fear, and the sweat continued to follow. The drips came from his forehead and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, Zen Wind Shura's eyes lit up, ecstasy appeared in his eyes, and a face appeared in the blue beam of light.

"I found it, senior, is this person the one you were looking for?"

Zhan Feng Shura turned to look at Ning Qi, but found that Ning Qi had already stood next to him at some point.

"Sher..."

Ning Qi stared at the beam of light in a daze. The face inside was Wang Xue, who he hadn’t seen for many years. This look seemed to be the first time Wang Xue was left behind when he was arrested by a monk in the underworld when he was arrested. There was a trace of panic, and in his eyes, there seemed to be a trace of nostalgia for the world.

"Where is she right now?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

A trace of horror appeared on Zen Wind Shura’s face. After entering the Samsara Temple, his soul was basically sent to a place unknown to him. If he cannot tell the whereabouts of Wang Xue today, Zen Wind Shura feels that he is very It may be more miserable than Qingkong Juanluo and others.

Just as Zen Wind Shura didn’t know how to speak, he suddenly noticed a trace of imperceptibility, then Zen Wind Shura’s face showed ecstasy, and Chao Ning Qi said: “Senior, in the mind of the underworld monk who has come to this soul She was born with greed and used the secret technique to detain her by herself. At the moment, she has not been sent away by the reincarnation temple, she should be still in the underworld!"

When many underworld monks go out to search for souls, they may not take out all the souls they have collected. Sometimes they will detain one or two, but as long as anyone detains them, they will leave more or less traces of them. Traces, such as under Wang Xue’s face, there is a trace like a crack. This subtle difference is difficult to find even in their master books. After all, there are too many souls who come to the Samsara Temple every day. That's why some underworld monks dared to hide from the sky and cross the sea.

A cold light flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, and that huge arm appeared in his mind. At the beginning, he used the pill to call Wang Xue's soul back to the Central Continent. It was the owner of that arm who shot Wang Xue again. At first, Ning Qi thought that the other party might be the creator of the Nine Tribulations. Now it seems that the other party should be at least an early existence of the Netherworld Realm.

"Who is that monk in the underworld."

Ning Qi looked at Zen Wind Shura faintly.

Zhanfeng Shura was taken aback, and quickly became imprinted with both hands. Not long after, a face appeared in the beam of light. This person was middle-aged, with a cold complexion. Judging from the breath in front of him, his cultivation level should not be too high. High, at most it is the existence around the beginning of the Nether Realm to the middle of the Nether Realm.

Meng Tianshu walked to the beam of light, and after taking a closer look, Chao Ning Qi shook his head, saying that he could not recognize this person.

"Do you recognize him?"

Ning Qi glanced at Zen Wind Shura.

Zhan Feng Xiu Luozi recalled carefully, and said in a low voice: "Senior, I don't have the slightest impression of this person, I'm afraid it's just an early existence in the Nether Realm."

Ning Qi's eyes suddenly fell cold, just a face, no other clues, wanting to rely on this clue to find someone in the underworld is like looking for a needle in a haystack!

"Predecessor, I seem to know who this person is!"

A voice suddenly came from behind.

Everyone looked together, only to see a pleasing look on the face of a master book who was abolished by the third prince Ming, looking at Ning Qi, and said: "Senior, I have seen this person."

"Say."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"I only hope that senior can spare my life..."

The other party hesitated, said.

"Good."

Ning Qi nodded, "Go ahead."

"This person should be the disciple of the next old friend. On the birthday of that old friend, I went to congratulate him and met him once."

The other party whispered, then his lips moved slightly, telling Ning Qi all the information he knew about this person.

"Bring him."

Ning Qi nodded and walked directly outside the temple. When the third prince Ming saw this, he grabbed the master book and followed.

Zhan Feng Shura's heart suddenly sighed with relief, and this time his little fate was finally saved.

Qingkong Juanluo also had some surprises, but after the surprise, his eyes were filled with spitefulness. Before he got up from the ground, a strong wind hit Qingkong Juanluo, and his body was directly beaten. A cloud of blood fog, Zen Wind Shura and others saw this scene and immediately stood there.