Chapter 485: Bronze enamel falling from the sky

The 485th chapter of the bronze cymbal from the sky

"He, he actually suffered a blow from Wu Wangye and did not die?"

Duan Juntian three brothers and Duan Minglong and other children of Shenlong Houfu, have shown the color of shock, watching Ning Qi.

"Interesting, it's no wonder that the Eastern Holocaust will be with this one, and his repairs don't look as simple as they seem."

The Tianjiao Dou Zongzi looked at Ningqi with their eyes open.

The Eastern Holocaust looks like a smile and laughs at Ningqi. Then he takes a step forward. If he wants to take another shot, he will pass him. As for Ning Qi’s injury, the Eastern Holocaust really did not go. Worried, after all, he beat Ningqi for more than 20 days and knew how terrible the body of Ningqi was.

"Grandma's, if the dragon is like a fifth layer, and the earrings given by the dream elders add 200,000 health, and also cultivated the **** of war, just the palm of the hand, sent me directly to the West."

Ning Qi’s heart screamed, if he really ridiculed the Wuling style, the world’s conscience, he just really saw the wound into the fascination!

"You just, what am I?"

Wu Wangye looked at Ning Qi coldly.

"I am going to your mother."

Ning Qi grinned and said: "No one has ever let me take the second time, you are the first one."

A violent breath of violent violentness emerged from the martial arts martial arts, directly swept away from Ningqi, others saw it, and quickly regressed dozens of steps, do not want to be tired of Ning Qi, to know Wu Wangye, but on the list The characters, although not ranked very high, but in the general fight, there are almost no rivals.

The Eastern Holocaust stepped forward and wanted to block the breath of Wu Wangye. The result was directly shocked and flew out. It was able to defeat the Eastern Holocaust of Wulingfeng. In the hands of Wu Wangye, even his momentum could not resist.

At this time, Yu Xiangjin smiled and reached out and gently moved, and the terrible breath that swept through it was instantly disappeared between the heavens and the earth, as if it had never appeared before.

"You are so insulting, this is what you mean?"

Wu Wangye’s eyes are killing his masterpiece. Knowing that the tour is like Jin Xiu is higher than him, he is still so fiercely staring at the game.

"This is a disciple of Yunzong after all, so it is not good to kill it. So, Ning Qi, you recognize Wu Wangye a mistake, this thing will be forgotten."

The tour was faintly smiling.

"Acknowledgment?"

Wu Wangye laughed and pointed at the nose of the game: "Death eunuch, do you really think that you are? You are just the running dog of our royal family! Just everyone heard, who is he, my mother and You don't understand the relationship between the emperors!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone responded in an instant. Indeed, although Wu Wangfu passed down for decades, there is no real direct blood relationship with the emperor today. However, the maiden of Wu Wangye is the sister of today’s emperor... ...

The fascinating face of the game changed slightly, and the bitter smile made it open.

Wu Wangye laughed and counted you as an old turtle. Then he walked toward Ningqi step by step. Every step, the world seemed to be a shock.

The 100,000 spectators in the stands were all excited and their faces were red and bloody. They never thought about it. Today, they can not only see the competition between the Eastern Holocaust and the Wuling style, but also see the King Wu’s shot!

Unfortunately, Wu’s opponent is too weak. Like the ants, it’s impossible to have any wonderful pictures.

"This kid..."

The Eastern Holocaust gave a wry smile. According to his previous character, he would never face the martial arts master because of Ning Qi. He could think of Ning Qi helping himself to make up for the physical defects and let him regain his life. The Eastern Holocaust went straight to Wu Wangye. Go, plan to delay Ningqi for a while, no matter what...

boom!

When the Eastern Holocaust walked to the front of Wu Wangye, a giant descended from the sky. The giant was ten feet tall and stood in front of everyone. It was even more terrifying than the dragons brought the pressure from them. They were full of bronze luster and cold eyes. Cold stare at Wu Wangye.

A terrible breath emerged from the giant, and the audience in the stands changed and became amazed.

"This, what is this race? Is it a monster? Or a dragon? How can the body be so huge?"

“Is it the legendary Titan legacy?”

"Impossible, the Titan legacy was extinct millions of years ago. At that time, the dragons had not yet risen, it was just the food of the Titans!"

Even those Tianjiao Douzong, also subconsciously retreat hundreds of feet, and finally, they simply returned to the stands, only to open the distance, can feel peace of mind.

"Traveling, what is this?"

The Eighteen Emperor looked at the bronze cymbals in shock, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. He seemed to have seen a similar figure in the book in the palace, but now he couldn’t remember it, and his little brows were wrinkled. Three slits were made.

"Old slaves, I don't know..." The tour looked like a bitter smile and shook his head. He looked at the bronze eyes and was very vigilant.

Wu Wangye and the Eastern Holocaust stopped at the same time.

The Eastern Holocaust looked at the bronze cymbals, and there was a glimmer of surprise in his eyes.

"How did he appear? Such a huge body, the city's moat has no reason not to see..."

The Eastern Holocaust whispered in the heart.

"this is……"

Wu Wangye’s eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of jealous color in his eyes, while Wulingfeng was stunned and looked at the bronze gongs. He felt a little uneasy in the vagueness!

Just when everyone was shocked, suspicious, and secretly guessing the origins of the giants, they saw Ning Qi flying into the mouth of the giant.

After seeing this scene, everyone suddenly felt a bit sloppy.

What exactly is going on?

Ning Qi quickly flew to the side of 'Recognition of the main stone', and when he swept his eyes, he saw the groove for storing the power energy. Then Ning Qi took out the cracked day from the space package and unscrewed it without hesitation. The two pieces of the lower spirits.

"One ten minutes, two twenty minutes, it should be enough!"

Ning Qi muttered to himself, and put the inferior spirit stone into the power groove. Then, the system made a beep.

"Hey, congratulations to the host's bronze enamel to get two lower spirits, duration: 20 minutes!"

The outside world, the battlefield.

"Is that guy eaten?"

"No, it is he who flew in!"

"How can I not understand, why is this giant motionless?"

Everyone has a deep doubtful color on his face.

"Who is you?"

Wu Wangye looked at the bronze hustle and cold, faint road.

At this time, the tour has already brought the 18th Emperor and the 19th Princess to a safe place, and ordered the guards of the guards. He flew to the side of Wu Wangye and squatted with the bronze cymbals.

"Wu Wuye is not going to kill me? Let me win this younger brother."

Ning Qi flew out of the mouth of the bronze cymbal and stood on his shoulder and sneered at the martial arts martial arts. At the same time, the bronze gongs stepped directly toward Wu Wangye, and the tour seemed to hear Ning Qi’s words. After that, my heart was relieved. It turned out to be the ghost of this little guy. Seeing this, the tour seemed to smile slightly and flew to the 18th Emperor. It was obviously intended to let Wu Wangye fight alone.