Chapter 1827: Eighteen levels

First thousand eight hundred twenty seven chapter eighteen

Beiliang Xianchao, originally an inconspicuous sacred dynasty, but because it became the target of the next attack by the celestial sage, the masters of all parties gathered here, and the nine lords and creators have about five people!

At the border between the North Liangxian and the Xuanhuang Xianchao, a fierce battle is erupting. The number of monks participating in the war is as many as one million, and each level of practice is there, but the two sides are very tacit, and they do not use the existence of the king. The strongest Creator is nothing but a five-robbery.

Because if the existence of the prince-level is used, then there will be seven robbing creators and eight lords in the battlefield. In this way, the nine lords will not be used for a long time, they will all have to play. This is why both sides are not willing to see them. Try to avoid it. After all, the nine-robbery lord really wants to fight. I am afraid that a fairy dynasty will be smashed into ruins and it will not make any sense.

As for the joyful demon and other people, the presence of this place is only a deterrent effect. At this moment, including the joyful demon, the five nine-robbery creators stand in the sky, coldly watching the battlefield below, but their attention Force, but there are eight or nine points concentrated in the opposite void, if the shadow of a breath.

The battle lasted for half a month. Eventually, the two sides ended up in a tie, and the monks of both sides died of 30% to 40%. The broken bodies of hundreds of thousands of monks remained on the battlefield, and the blood flowed into the river. The **** taste has attracted the attention of many monsters, but they know in their hearts that if they fight, they will die and die.

"Do you guess that is the demon lord, or is it singer?"

"I can't guess, both of them are sanctified and the atmosphere is very similar."

"Their purpose is obviously not to lay down the entire central continent, there is a way to emperor, they know this goal, can not be reached."

"The corpse, 戮仙元尊 has been suppressed for so many years, this time, it is obvious that a lot of fresh corpse is needed to restore his cultivation to the peak."

"Unfortunately, Dao Yan Xianhuang does not shoot, I waited for the people to join hands and also beat the combination of Xian Xianzun and the demon lord, and they can only be led by their noses."

After returning to the Xiandu of the North Liangxian Dynasty, Huanxiu Devil and others sat in a large hall and looked dignified.

"If Liu Dao and Jiu You are not previously injured in the Valley of the Dead, they may not be so fierce. The two of them are only afraid of the corpse of Qi Xian Yuan Zun. It has not been for decades. get well."

Rejoices the faint road.

At this moment, a monk hurriedly broke into the hall, and the five lords of the lord and the lord of the sacred sorcerer looked at the monk, and the cold eyes quickly made him shudder.

"Devil!"

This monk is Zhu Getao's men, the guy who was sent out by Ning Qi to communicate. After he saw the joyful demon, his face showed a trace of anger and anger.

"What is so flustered?"

Rejoices and brows.

"Ning Beixuan returned to the mysterious fairyland, and even the great elder Zhuge Tao died in his hands."

The monk whispered.

Ningbei Xuan?

The joyful demon statues have changed slightly. The rest of the nine robbers and creators heard the name. Remembering the previous period, rejoicing the wanted order issued by the demon, is this exactly? This son even dared to show up, but also killed a great elder of the Devils?

"What about the rest?"

The face of the joyful demon is cold.

"Except for me and a few others, the rest of the people have not escaped the mysterious wonderland."

The monk’s eyes flashed a horror.

"I know this thing."

The joy and demeanor nodded faintly.

At this time, there was another roar outside, "Xuan Huang Xian Zhao began to attack again!"

"Happy, it's better to go back and deal with this matter. There are four of me sitting here, it should be enough."

The heart of the demon, the master of the contemporary demon, smiled a little.

"So, there is work."

The joyful demon arches the arch.

............

An endless mountain range, with hundreds of large and small squares, because in the middle of the mountain range, it is one of the most famous in the Central Plains, one of the seven main gates, and the gates of the revered Mozong, like this top-level sect. There are many affiliated forces and markets around the city.

Most of them rely on the spiritual resources leaked from the sorcerer's fingers to live.

At this moment, there are a group of young monks, or a battlefield, or an eternal habitation, or a legal situation, which is accompanied by the gates of the rejoicing of the Mozong.

"From here, as long as we can pass the 18th pass, we will have the opportunity to be rejoiced by the Mozong income. At this time, you have to help each other, because no one can guarantee that they will be stuck in which level, new Come, you understand?"

One of the great perfection monks in the French lawsuit fell on Ning Qi, his brows were slightly wrinkled and some were dissatisfied.

Others are quite respectful to him, and a brother-in-law is calling, but this guy, although it’s somewhat incomprehensible, but few words, talking to him, basically nodding his head, letting people I feel that there are some people in the eye. If it is not that the 18 levels are too difficult, and Ning Qi looks a bit like, he has already let Ning Qi get out.

"Ok."

Ning Qi nodded faintly, but his eyes were observing the 18 levels. The difficulty of each level was several times more difficult than the previous level. There was a hint of breath on it, which made Ning Qi quite familiar. Obviously, These eighteen levels are personally laid out by the joyful demon, covering the mountains of tens of thousands of miles, and the center is the rejoicing of the demon.

"Damn thing, wait for a chance to throw him here."

The law of the perfection of the perfection of the perfection of the monk flashed a trace of anger, but the surface was very calm, and then under his leadership, everyone began to pass.

At the beginning, it was very smooth, and the mutual cooperation reached the ninth level. But when it came to the tenth level, even the monk with perfection of the law would have no choice. In any case, the key to breaking the barrier is where is it.

When he racked his brains, he saw that Ning Qi seemed to come to visit the mountains and play with water. His face suddenly showed an unpleasant color, and he couldn’t help himself. He directly yelled, "From the beginning, you have not contributed, always Hang Lang Lang, do you want to use us all the way, through these eighteen?"

Everyone was mad at the card here, and when he heard this sentence, he suddenly looked at Ning Qi with a bad look.

Ning Qi smiled and took a shot.

The barriers of this level were instantly torn apart. When everyone saw this scene, they suddenly took a breath and looked at Ningqi unbelievably.

"This is how it broke?"

"The key point is here, is he a cat that has encountered a dead mouse?"

The famous lawsuit of the perfection of the law was a look at Ning Qi, and then greeted everyone, and walked into the next level with joy.