Chapter 1690: So thick

The first thousand six hundred and ninety-six chapters are so thick

"This guy... wouldn't it be a **** city?"

The leading monks of the six sects of the sects were stunned and looked at each other. They all saw the horror of the horror from the other side's eyes, and some did not believe it.

What is the city of the dead?

Not to mention the **** hand, it is said that the deputy city owner, Si Liheng, and the **** hands of the five guards, they also have to smile, do not dare to offend, otherwise the ghost knows that in the future through the city of the dead At that time, will it disappear irrelevantly?

In this place where there is no law, according to the rules of the weak meat, as long as there is no real evidence, even if the seven masters are missing, the Zong will not be in the first place.

They vaguely know that the death of the city's main blood-handed people, and the existence of the top three in the list of the death of the country's power list, there are inextricably linked, can rank in the top three in the three major domestic, that combat power They are all very strong, plus the Tianzhu Yuanzun behind them, the demon lord Yuanzun, there is no need to fear the seven masters.

"Also, let the **** hand slaughter the hand, deal with this kid, rejoice that the Mozong will not blame me and wait for the monks in their sect, it is a revenge!"

Several people looked at each other and saw a glimmer of joy in their eyes.

"Hey, how did he sit down?"

Everyone saw Ningqi sitting cross-legged in the spot, and suddenly his eyes were horrified. This is too much to put the city of the dead in the eyes.

A figure appeared at the end of the street. The height was two, and the muscles were tied. The blue veins wrapped around the body like a snake. Every step collapsed. The earth was shaking. Only a few steps were taken. This figure appeared in Ningqi Ten. In the place of Zhang Yuan, the bell-like eyes are staring at Ning Qi.

"If the deity does not leave for a few days, do you ruin my dead city when you are not present?"

"Blood hand slaughter!"

"Sure enough, like rumors, it is not like a human race, it is a mixture of human and alien!"

"There seems to be the blood of the 'day-to-day family'. The group of monks from the Japanese race is very difficult and powerful. Even the Titan's legacy is slightly inferior to the power!"

"I heard that the **** hand was originally alive and used both hands to tear the last generation of the dead city city, his physical strength, terrible enough to punch a field!"

After the monks saw the emergence of this strong man, their eyes flashed a horror of color, and even the two brothers and sisters who stood behind Ning Qi were no exception!

The prestige of the **** handkerchers has covered this area for tens of thousands of years. Which monk has not heard of the legend of the **** hand?

At this moment, this legendary figure really appears in front of himself and others, and everyone is panicking, but there is a hint of excitement!

"You two will go to my field of creation for a while."

Ning Qi waved his hand gently, and the two brothers and sisters of Shao Shaofeng were taken into the field of creation. Then his eyes fell on the **** hands of the distant hand and smiled and said: "Come, come and beat me."

Uh……

Not only the **** hands were smothered by this sentence, but the rest of the people also took a breath of cold and dared to talk to the **** hands. I am afraid that they will not be able to do it all their lives...

"Sikong Liheng and my five guards are dead in your hands?"

The **** hands were staring at Ning Qi, and the two fists gradually tightened. The six leading sects and the monks who were present at the tip of the eye saw the void in the scope of the **** hand, and was pinched by him. Broken.

"Not bad."

Ning Qi smiled. "They are all dead."

"This guy is terrible. Was it a hundred years ago that Sikong Liheng had broken through to the six robbers?"

Xiao Wuyue and others looked at Ning Qi's eyes and brought a hint of fear. When did the central mainland appear?

Since the last day of the day and night, the pulse of the past, thousands of years ago, there have only been three or five new immortals in the Central Plains. Among them, there is Sikong Liheng. It is reasonable to say that if there is a monk breakthrough In the context of the six robberies, they are the Tianjiao class of the seven major sects, and they should receive the news at the earliest!

But this guy in front of me seems to be born!

Read this, many monks in the eyes flashed a trace of suspicious color, staring at Ning Qi, because they thought of a possibility!

That is the true identity of this person, I am afraid that everyone knows it, this identity is just his disguise!

"Who is it..."

"Then go with them!"

The **** hand screamed and screamed, and strode toward Ningqi. Every step of the way caused the earthquake to tremble, but his movement suddenly stopped. Then the reaction was extremely fast, and he turned back hundreds of feet in an instant. Odd, at the same time, there was a vortex over Ningqi’s head.

Among the whirlpools, the golden Thunder Dragon swims, the horrible thunder sighs, let the monks below, almost tremble with their legs.

"Is he going to rob?"

All the monks reacted, and they quit like crazy. They dare not stay in the scope of the robbery. Every creator has a lingering fear of thunder. Many creators even have the qualification to rob, but deliberately suppress their own repairs. For, if you dare not break through, you are afraid of being thrown into a gray fly by the thunder.

For example, when he first went to Wangjiazu City and died in Ningqi’s hands, he practiced a special practice, and spent more than 100,000 years in the context of the three robbers, in order to avoid the robbery, the facts. On, if you don't meet Ning Qi, give him a period of time, you can safely break through to the six robbers, the title of the king!

"He just wanted to marry me in the past! Damn! I want to use the thunder to kill me!"

The blood-handed man only felt that the cold hair of the back was blown up, and a trace of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. As a dead city master, even if he saw a level master like the joyful demon, he could calm down, but in the thunder. In front of him, he is still not calm. From the practice to the present, he has experienced several thunders. Every time, he is dangerously and dangerously crossed. Among them, if there is a slight mistake, it is the result of the destruction of the spirit!

At this time, the **** hand slaughter just saw a taunting color in Ning Qi's eyes. The **** hand slaughter for thousands of years has never been so angry today.

"You better not die under the thunder, because I want to break your bones by an inch, so that you can't die!"

Among the eyes of the **** hand, the bells are like a raging anger!

"The thunder of the Creator, I am afraid that the **** hand will not kill the hand, he will die under this thunder!"

The six monks of the monks had a hint of pleasure on their faces.

Rumble...

After the whirlpool in the sky lasted for a while, suddenly a golden thunder of gold was thrown at the top of Ningqi. Everyone saw the size of the thunder and the face suddenly showed a faint color.

"So thick..."