Chapter 1681: a stream of feet (1/2)
The first thousand six hundred and eighty-one chapters are like a stream of water
”We can't go out! Go out and die!”
The selected monks looked at each other and stood up together, gathered together and looked at Zhao Lang with vigilant eyes.
Zhao Lang was staring at Ning Qi, and he stunned them with a cold look: ”You can't go out without you!”
”Roar!”
A snoring came from the outside, accompanied by a few screams, and everyone looked like a change, and went to the temple door to look far away.
Ningqi is no exception.
I saw a translucent phantom in the distance, holding a head and a headless body in my hand, doing the wrath of the sky, the costume of this phantom, very old, probably dead. 100,000 years or even millions of years of existence!
It seems as if I have noticed the situation of breaking the temple here, and the gaze of the phantom is coming in vain!
Xiao Wuyue and others looked at each other and suddenly shot. Among the monks selected by Zhao Lang, some were just a creator, and some were the two lords. In the face of Xiao Wuyue, this group could compete with the four lords. The Zongmen Tianjiao was simply unable to withstand a blow, and they were directly suppressed by them, and then they were thrown out of the temple!
”You must not die!”
The group of monks roared in the **** rain water to Xiao Xiao night, and then fled, because Xiao no night they stood at the entrance of the temple, it is impossible to go back, can only see if it can be used in the antiquity When the soul of the strong kills, escape to the next refuge!
Those monks who were not selected, their eyes flashed a bit of mercy, and if they were repaired to a lower level, they were thrown out today.
In the practice world, it is still a big fist, who has the final say!
”There are three more!”
Zhao Lang’s eyes fell on Ning Qi’s three people, and his mouth rose slightly: “Are you going out by yourself, or am I going to do it?”
Butcher’s eyes flashed, but there was a hint of expectation in his heart. If Ningqi was thrown into the temple and killed by the soul of the ancient strong, he removed a skeleton.
”senior……”
Step Shaofeng brothers and sisters looked at Ning Qi.
Ning Qi chuckled and ignored Zhao Lang, Xiao Wu night and other people saw it. He glanced at Zhao Lang, and Zhao Lang felt annoyed in his heart. He walked straight toward Ningqi, a powerful force of creation. Surging out of his body!
Everyone gave a slight glimpse, because Zhao Lang’s move was not to throw Ningqi into the temple, but to directly kill Ningqi!
”It’s a monk who rejoices in the demon, and he is so overbearing!”
Many monks are secretly secreted from their hearts.
Just as everyone is very determined, when Ningqi’s three people are sure to die, Ningqi’s figure is slightly moving. He appears behind Zhao Lang’s body and squats on Zhao’s ass. The next moment, Zhao Lang exclaimed. The whole body flew out of the temple, I don’t know if it was a coincidence, or Ning Qi deliberately made it. The direction he flew was the direction of the soul of the ancient strongman!
”Brother!”
Follow Xiao Xiaoyue, they entered the temple, and there were two monks who rejoiced the Mozong. Seeing that Zhao Lang was kicked out of the temple by Ning Qi, they subconsciously attacked Ning Qi.