Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 910: The kind of love Xu Zhen

Chapter 910 The Love of Xu Zhen

"Master wants to compete with him for the soul?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the three Mo Sheng.

They know very little about Ning Qi's previous things, but at least they know that Ning Qi's previous cultivation base is not even Dou Zun. How far can Ning Qi grow in just a few years?

In the clouds and mists that the nearby miners listened to, they had no idea about Divine Soul, but when they looked at the Purple Sword condensed from the Divine Soul behind the Ziyang Sword Emperor, there would be waves in their hearts.

"It turns out that Dou Diqiang is in a place like this, with this purple sword, it's easy to get the top level from thousands of miles away, right?"

Tu Ba's eyes flickered uncertainly at the purple sword that was condensed from the soul.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me?"

Ning Qi looked at Ziyang Sword Emperor with a smile.

"Are you scared? I really want to see, what kind of Wangpin Divine Soul is like."

Sword Emperor Ziyang raised his eyebrows.

Ning Qi smiled and said to Du Du: "Du Du, you should step back a little bit, so as not to be affected by the battle."

"Yes."

Dudu's mood is very complicated now. She doesn't believe that Ning Qi will be Ziyang Sword Emperor's opponent, but she expects a miracle to happen to Ning Qi.

After Dudu left, the golden throne under Ning Qi's **** instantly twisted into a ball of spirits. The next moment, behind him, a ten-foot-tall Titan spirit appeared, the whole body gleaming golden, as if it were made of gold!

"This is your kingpin spirit?"

Sword Emperor Ziyang flashed a hint of surprise, but after seeing the size of the golden soul, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but evoke a sneer of laughter.

"The spirit of ten feet high is similar to me and the other three. Even if the rank is high, it just proves that it has potential. How can it be the master's opponent?"

Mo Sheng and the three have the same idea at the moment.

After seeing the Titan Soul, Venerable Hongmeng and others suddenly felt relieved. Some gloated at the Purple Sword Soul, and then looked at the Titan Soul. The size difference between the two is too big, a slight comparison, everyone's heart There is a spectrum.

"Haha! This guy is really overpowering!"

Tu Ba looked at Ning Qi with a relaxed whole body, and laughed twice in his heart.

"The soul of this person is quite different from the soul of Ziyang Sword Emperor!"

"However, one side is a hundred feet high and the other is only ten feet high. In contrast, this golden soul of this person is like an ant!"

"Hope a miracle will happen!"

Dudu clenched his fists, a little nervous.

"Go ahead."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"What? You want me to do it first?"

Sword Emperor Ziyang was slightly startled.

"Don't you dare?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Connected."

A coldness flashed in the eyes of Sword Emperor Ziyang, and the spirit of the purple sword behind him suddenly moved, cutting through the air, and slashing directly at Ning Qi at lightning speed.

The purple sword of hundreds of feet was chopped down from the air, and the power of this kind made the nearby miners feel suffocated for a while.

But in the next scene, the miners, as well as Venerable Hongmeng and Mo Sage were all sluggish on the spot. I saw that the golden soul figure behind Ning Qi moved and came to Ning Qi before gently. He stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of the Purple Sword Soul, and the Purple Sword Soul, in its hand, could not move!

"What's the matter?"

The Sword Emperor Ziyang's complexion changed, and he kept urging the Soul of the Purple Sword in his heart, but he felt that the other party had a mysterious power, which seemed to temporarily block the connection between him and the Soul.

The corners of the Titan Soul's mouth showed a faint disdain, and he jumped up and grabbed the hilt of the Purple Sword Soul, brandishing a hundred-foot-long Purple Sword, and stabbing it towards the Ziyang Sword Emperor!

The Sword Emperor Ziyang stretched out his hand and slapped it with a palm. The aura between the heavens and the earth seemed to be emptied by him, and then gathered together to burst out a terrible force.

But this force was still easily pierced by the Purple Sword, and the tip of the sword stopped an inch from the center of the Ziyang Sword Emperor's eyebrows. Only an inch away, he was going to be headshot by his own Purple Sword Spirit!

A faint of cold sweat emerged from Ziyang Sword Emperor’s forehead and slowly flowed onto the tip of his nose.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

"Is this a win?"

Dudu's face was shocked, and he looked at Ning Qi who was standing in place with his hands on his shoulders in disbelief, as if he was not fighting a fighting emperor, but was walking in the park as leisurely!

"You lost."

Ning Qi looked at Ziyang Sword Emperor and smiled.

"Well, I lost."

Sword Emperor Ziyang sighed long and gave in.

The next moment, he found that he could manipulate the Purple Sword Soul again, and Ning Qi's golden Titan Soul also disappeared.

"Master gave up?"

The Mo Saints looked at Ziyang Sword Emperor blankly. In their hearts, Ziyang Sword Emperor was an invincible existence. Even the Middle Dragon Emperor in the Dragon Prison and the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race were not Ziyang Swords. The emperor's opponent, now, he has lost to a junior who was not even Dou Zun a few years ago?

Venerable Hongmeng and the others have extremely ugly faces, blue and pale, with different thoughts in their hearts.

"Then can you tell me about you and Yun Qizong now?"

Ning Qi gave a faint smile, and the soul condensed into a golden throne again, beckoned to Dudu, and sat down.

Sword Emperor Ziyang's face changed slightly, and he glanced at everyone, Mo Sheng and others immediately chased away the nearby miners with interest, Tu Ba was slightly happy, and wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

"You, yes, it's you, standing."

Ning Qi pointed towards Tu Ba and said.

There was a trace of despair on Tu Ba's face, and he stood stiffly on the spot.

Sword Emperor Ziyang glanced at Tu Ba, did not pay attention, fell slowly in front of Ning Qi, hesitated slightly, and said: "I respect him, how is it?"

"Who is your master?"

Ning Qi asked curiously.

"Sorrowful Autumn."

The Ziyang sword emperor said.

"Elder Mi Hongqiu is your master? Doesn't it mean that you are the same generation as me? It is the true biography of Yunqizong?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ning Qi's eyes.

No wonder Yin Tianshun hates Xu Zhen so much. It turns out that like Yin Tianshun, he is the true disciple of Bei Hongqiu. However, even Bei Hongqiu is only a Dousheng-level existence, but Xu Zhen is already a three-star Doudi. .

"Are you also the true biography of this generation?"

Sword Emperor Ziyang was also surprised.

"Hmm."

Ning Qi nodded and smiled: "I respect my master's dreams lightly."

"It turned out to be Elder Dream."

Sword Emperor Ziyang flashed a hint of memory in his eyes, "When I first entered the Yunqizong, it was still 800 years ago. It was considered the earliest true biography of the Yunqizong generation. All the true biography before me have died. In the dragon domain."

After a pause, he continued: "You are curious about my relationship with Yunqizong. In fact, it is simple to say. I fell in love with a dragon at the beginning. She belongs to the ancient dragon clan. Because of this, Yunqizong almost Suffered from the disaster, and I was thrown into the dragon prison by the ancient dragon emperor."

Sword Emperor Ziyang said it was simple, but Ning Qi could imagine that because of this incident, he also had a complete break with Yun Qizong.

"Unexpectedly, you are still a lover."

Ning Qi smiled.