Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 3694: There are no eggs under the covering nest
"Master, is this Shenluo secret realm, is it a secret realm in the Shenluo realm? It is similar to the existence of the gods of good fortune?"
Lin Mei looked at Ning Qi with some expectation.
At the beginning, she got the chance in the realm of good fortune, swallowing the phoenix reincarnation fruit, and in a short time, she went from a low-level monk to the fifth-step immortal strong.
This kind of cultivation, not to mention the small world under the Shenluo realm, even in the Shenluo realm, the undead strong can be regarded as a giant!
If the Shenluo Secret Realm this time is similar to the God Realm of Good Fortune, following Ning Qi, she may get some more opportunities. If she can reach the Immortal Realm like Wang Xue to achieve great perfection, even the sixth step will be hopeful. !
"Sister Lin Mei, you think too much, this Shenluo Secret Realm is just a small world, and the strongest is just the Great Perfection of the Dao Realm that condenses the Immortal Palace."
Wang Xue smiled.
When Lin Mei heard this, her face suddenly stiffened, and then she sighed with disappointment.
"Sister, are they all here?"
Wang Xue glanced at Ning Qi with a smile.
"Well, in the Great Wilderness."
Ning Qi nodded with a smile.
"Then let's go quickly."
Wang Xue smiled.
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Shengde Dynasty.
Originally, everyone was going to the early dynasty. Just as they were about to retreat, they were bravely waiting for Wang Chao, and the British Duke and others suddenly looked up to the sky, including the emperor sitting on the dragon chair.
Half loudly.
Everyone withdrew their gazes and glanced at each other together.
"What a terrible breath."
The British male's face is a bit ugly.
"It's the North Yin Dragon Lord." The emperor said faintly. He glanced at Dahuang's direction with some far-reaching eyes: "In addition to the breath of the North Yin Dragon Lord, there are four other auras that are more powerful than him. A few, it may be the fourth step monk. If the emperor didn’t guess wrong, I’m afraid
The backer behind the Beiyin Dragon Lord has come down from the Shenluo Realm, and is now heading towards the Great Wilderness. "
Wang Chao's face was startled, and then a look of anxiety flashed in his eyes, "The emperor, Dahuang Wang does not seem to be in the Shenluo Secret Realm. If they want revenge, I am afraid Dahuang will not be able to resist it."
"Don't talk about the great famine, even our human race may have to be affected by this."
The emperor sighed and stood up and said: "There are no eggs under the covered nest, you should go to the Great Wilderness together with me to see if this crisis has changed."
Everyone heard the words and looked at each other. Some nodded and said yes, but some people had a strange color in the depths of their eyes, apparently having their own plans.
"Well, if the Great Desolate King was young and energetic, and ruined the Dragon Sacred Land, our human race wouldn't need to be so precarious."
I don't know who said a bit of a complaint, but Wang Chao immediately looked at it with murderous eyes. The speaker quickly lowered his head and left the hall with the ministers.
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The Great Wasteland. The upper level of the Temple of War is basically in the Xuxian Hall, but since Ning Qi went to cross the calamity, because the following disciples need experience, after discussing with Fang Lengming and the Eastern Catastrophe and others, they were in the site of Jiang Shengzong in the great wasteland. Created a battle
The sub-temple of the temple.
Occasionally, there will be one or two high-level people in the Temple of War. As long as the disciples who are not in retreat, they basically leave the Xuxian Temple, wandering in the secret realm of Shenluo, looking for their own opportunities.
The disciples of the Temple of War are mixed with the **** clan and the children of the Wang family, so the number has reached more than 500,000. Except for the thousands who live in the Xuxian Temple all the year round, the rest are all outside. Therefore, there are almost everywhere in the Great Wilderness side of the Temple of War monks, and because other forces know that they are monks under the command of the Great Wilderness King, without knowing that Ning Qi has already ascended to the Shenluo realm, no one dares to touch the mold of the War Temple. Basically See
The disciples of the Temple of War, all take a detour.
"Hahaha! Our Temple of War is really a thriving scene! I don't know if the boss succeeded in crossing the robbery. It has been a month or so, and there is no news."
Duan Yingjun, with his waist stuck in his waist, stood at the mountain gate of the branch hall of the God of War, looking at the disciples of the God of War that came and went, his eyes were full of smiles.
He can also be regarded as the veteran of the God of War. He can be regarded as watching the Temple of War from a weak power gradually grow to where it is today. Although Ning Qi is not counted, the strength of the Temple of War is in the Shenluo Secret Realm. It also belongs to inflow. However, from a power that only had the King of Douzong at the beginning, it has gradually grown into a scene where immortals are walking everywhere. The Temple of War is already comparable to the first-class sect in the fairy world in a very short period of time. After all, in the fairy world, the fairy king Hard to see
One, and in the Temple of War, the existence of Xianjun, two hands can't be counted!
"Master naturally succeeded in crossing the catastrophe."
Niu Dazhuang stood beside Duan Yingjun, said with anger.
The two are not the senior leaders of the Temple of War who are in the sub-temple this time. Although their status is quite high, their cultivation is not enough compared to the old man in Qingpao. However, the old man in Qingpao has gone to other places to retreat, and the burning lamp is not in the great wilderness. The branch hall of the Temple of War is guarded by the gods of the Tianshu, Mowei, Bloodspur, and Giant Spirits that Ning Qi once left behind. A large group of puppets comparable to the cultivators of the Taoist realm
Here, forces like the Three-Eyed Race have to weigh one or two if they want to attack!
Niu Dazhuang and Duan Yingjun, only to patrol and deal with some chores, they will return to the Xuxiandian, and then they will be replaced by others, so they will work in shifts.
"Nonsense, I know that the boss must have succeeded in crossing the robbery. I want you to say that the boss just left like this and I don't know when he will come back, alas!"
Duan Yingjun sighed.
"When Master comes back again, the cultivation base must have been shocked!"
A trace of admiration appeared in Niu Dazhuang's eyes.
Ning Qi is the most respected person in his life. There is no one. If it hadn't been for Ning Qi, he would have been reduced to a cup of loess now. Where would he have the opportunity to aspire to immortality.
Roar!
While the two were chatting, there was a dragon roar deep in the branch hall of the God of War, and then, Tianshu Shenjilong, Mo Wei leader, giant spirit **** general, ordinary Mo Wei, blood stab , Burst into the sky one after another, looking at the distance with solemn expressions.
This kind of situation has never happened before. No matter what they are doing, a group of disciples burst into the sky, looking into the distance with uncertainty.
"Da Zhuang, what is going on? What happened to the puppets left by the boss?"
Duan Yingjun looked at the rear inexplicably, and then to the front, but his cultivation level was too low to feel anything.
Niu Dazhuang said in a daze: "Could it be the master who is back, so they came out to greet him?"
Duan Yingjun was stunned when he heard the words, and then suddenly patted Niu Dazhuang on the shoulder, and smiled: "With you, it looks silly, but I didn't expect it to be quite smart."
After a pause, Duan Yingjun's expression changed slightly: "If the boss comes back, doesn't it mean that he failed to cross the Tribulation? This is not a good thing..." For a while, both of them were worried and stood. In the same place, looking towards the void in the distance.