Chapter 1574: Wreckage (1/2)

The first thousand five hundred and seventy-four chapters

”Uncle Ning, after you left for more than a thousand years, suddenly one day, a monk came to the door and said that it was necessary to take us all to the Taoist Fairy City to the King of the Ganges for a bounty. The monk's repair was It’s terrifying, I’m afraid that it’s already a creation. My father and elders are far from being alive. At the moment of life and death, my father has inspired the ancient war gods of Zongmen. It has delayed some time, and the remaining disciples of the Temple of War will take advantage of this time. I’m in a hurry...”

”After these thousands of years, the deaths of our warrior disciples, the disabled, most of them were caught in front of the Ganges River in exchange for bounty. Only a few people have been hiding in Tibet, but they can still survive today. They are basically the elites of the Temple of War, but after the father’s comparison, the earliest monk was an elder of the Lumen Sin Dynasty.

After the Eastern Lingbi’s narrative, Ning Qi’s face became more and more ugly. The first is time. He guessed it well. The time of the Central Continent and the Earth is one day in the sky. In the underground year, he has been on the earth for more than ten years. This has been nearly four thousand years.

When he left, he recognized the secret of the Temple of War, and the facts were the same. The people of the Ganges River King used it for more than a thousand years to find the Temple of War. The only miscalculation was the time difference.

As for the elders of the ethereal ancestor, if Ning Qi did not remember correctly, the sage of the sacred yang is the monk of the etheric sect, not to mention an elder in the district, the whole ethereal sect, Ning Qi can be destroyed.

Mind here, Ning Qi flashed a cold mans eye.

”How is your father?”

Ning Qidao.

”My father is well, but now he has broken through to half-step creation, but he can't enter the domain of the void, and he can't break through.”

The Oriental Lingbi nodded.

”Has it been half-step...”

Ning Qi nodded faintly.

”Uncle Ning, have you achieved the realm of creation?”

The Eastern Lingbi asked some curiously.

”Okay.”

Ning Qi smiled.

”Great!”

In the eyes of the Oriental Lingbi, there is a hint of surprise color. At present, the Temple of War is a lack of a Creator, and there is a Creator. Those who are small are afraid to be so mad. What a cat and a dog are also afraid to fight against the disciples of the Temple of War.

The five strangers of Tianshan heard this, and the heart is already like a mirror. They looked at Ning Qi with a frightening look. They surnamed Ning, and they have already broken through to the realm of creation. Is it difficult to achieve the management of the Alliance of the Alchemy in the Jiangnan City? Once in the Dao Xian Xiancheng, in the Feixianfang City, the Ning Beixuan who killed the Ganges of the Ganges

”What are you going to do with these five people?”

Ning Qi looked at the Oriental Lingbi.

”Nature is killing.”

In the eyes of the Eastern Lingbi, there is a lot of sorrow in the eyes, and there is something like Li Mozhen in the expression. The voice has just fallen, and the five perfect practitioners of the law are instantly smashed into fleshy foam, and the dead can no longer die.

”Uncle Ning, let's go!”