Chapter 2220: Your face is big?

"Your face..."

Ning Qi smiled, "Great?"

Zhao Zhitian has a slight glimpse.

Wang He’s eyes showed a hint of ecstasy. The other side did not know the height of the sky. He even dared to speak to the deacon of the demon temple. He was looking for bitterness!

"Bold! You don't know that Zhao Elder is the deacon of the Heavenly Emperor's Demon Hall? There are countless devils and devils in his hands. Are you still polite?"

Wang He Chao Ning Qi yelled!

Snapped!

Wang He seems to have been slammed by an invisible palm. The whole person vacated 365 degrees and finally landed on the ground.

Wang He snorted, his face was painfully spit out a **** water, mixed with his mouth full of broken teeth, not only that, he found that the body's aura is disappearing at a very fast speed, there is a hole in his Dantian, Aura is slipping away from this hole! Soon, the breath of Wang He’s body dropped from the late Jindan to the middle of Jindan, then the early Jindan, the base period, the refining period, and the appearance of Wang He was also madly aging. In the end, Wang He’s Like the old man of eighty or ninety years old, his face is covered with wrinkles and his breath is also with

People are no different!

"You, have you abolished my cultivation?"

Wang He did not dare to look at Ning Qi and made an old voice.

Zhao Zhitian reacted. He looked down at Wang He and saw a dignified color in his eyes. The other party could quietly ruin Wang He in front of him, and let him not see the slightest clue. This has already explained the other party’s repair. At least on top of him, it is likely to be... a fit-time monk!

"Bei Xuan's predecessors let you shut up. You don't shut up. This is the end of the game. I want to come to Jiuyang Stone Mine. Is it bad for you to be a lord?"

Duo looked at Wang He with sarcasm.

The ladies in the Liuli Mountain Villa made a sneer and looked at Wang He’s eyes full of gloating, especially those who were refining their temperament, and seeing a late Jindan monk became worse than himself, so that their hearts would rise. A strange pleasure.

"Ning brother, Wang Hezong said how to be a righteous monk, you will abolish him like this, I am afraid not very good?"

Zhao Zhitian faintly said. Although he suspects that Ning Qi is a fit-in monk, Zhao Zhitian was born in Tiandaozong, or the deacon of the demon temple. Even the monks who are in the robbery period can often see, not too much in the eyes, plus Ning Qi before the public In front of so many female practitioners, he dismissed his face and abolished him.

Wang He, Zhao Zhitian’s discourse, has brought a hint of coldness.

"You said that he is a righteous monk, he is the right way monk? I said that he is a devil."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Zhao Elder, you see it, he is a magician monk, let the Tiandao sects come over and smash the old monk's nest!"

Wang He looked at Ning Qi with a look of bitterness.

"I said that he is a right way monk, he is the right way monk."

Zhao Zhitian did not pay attention to Wang He, faintly looking at Ning Qi, seriously.

"why?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Because I am the elder of the Heavenly Emperor Sect of the Devil, in the Star of Heaven, the Taoist Road, divided by my Heavenly Tao, what you are doing today, is it a magician monk, I will not mention it for the time being, I will be the elder of the Golden Temple Come and talk to you again."

Zhao Zhitian's faint road, crushed a jade slip, this jade slipped inside a golden man, disappeared into the sky.

When the glass fairy and other people saw it, the look gradually became dignified. The seniors of the North Xuan were to be confronted with the Tiandao sect. They were sandwiched by the glazed mountain village, and they were afraid that they could not control each other.

Who are you standing on? There is a hint of hesitation on the face of the glass fairy. If she is alone, she certainly does not hesitate to choose Ningqi, but hundreds of female repairs in the Liuli Villa, if there are some mistakes, they may have harmed them and offended the dream. The end of the magic road is dead, but offended the end of the Taoist priest,

I am afraid that life is better than death.

"Devil, your death is coming! The death is coming!"

Wang He’s face showed a crazy color, and he turned to Ningqi.

Now that he is repaired as a total waste, even if he is dead, he is not afraid, but he has to look at Ning Qi and see with his own eyes that Ning Qi has been suppressed by Tian Daozong to be willing to die! In addition to this endless grievances, Wang He still has a little regret in his heart. If he does not forget about Jiuyang Stone Mine, he will not go to Tiandaozong. Perhaps he is still a late monk of Jindan, and he is retreating in Xianhe Zong, as for Jiuyang Stone. Mines like this, there are still opportunities to get in the future.

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It’s a pity that things have happened and regrets are useless. Wang He’s only wish now is to watch Ning Qi die!

"Noisy! Bei Xuan seniors, kill him!"

Duo looked at Ning Qi.

Seven nights clenched his fists and turned to Ningqi: "Northern big brother, seven nights want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Let the seven nights kill the beast with his own hands. If it weren't for him, the seven-night father and mother would not die so young!"

Seven nights gritted teeth and looked at Wang He.

"Ha ha ha! The mortal ant like ants, still want to kill me? Even if I am repaired as a total waste, kill you with only one finger!"

Wang He taunted and looked at the seven nights and laughed.

"Hold on."

Ning Qi smiled.

Seven nights, a slight glimpse, then nodded, he never snarled, since Ning Qi let him wait, naturally there is its reason in it.

"Are you afraid? You are finally scared!" Wang He looked at Ning Qi, his mouth was rising, his eyes were full of ridicule. He thought that Ning Qi would not kill him. He was afraid of being the monk of the Taoist priest. Regrettably, if Ning Qi is now killing him, Zhao Zhitian will definitely block it, but then he can sit on the Ningqi identity.

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"Bei Xuan's predecessors are waiting for the Emperor of the Golden Emperor?"

The glass fairy and Ouyang Ke looked at each other with a hostile look. The two thoughts were exactly the same.

"Ning brother, as the saying goes, it is good to go back. If you hand over the Jiuyang stone mine today, maybe I can tell you good things in front of the elders of Jinyi, and look at you...not like a monk."

Zhao Zhitian faintly said.

"If I don't hand over the Jiuyang Stone Mine, do you want to treat me as a Magician?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Yes and no, the elders of the golden coat came to see the nature. I am the elder of the golden coat of the demon temple. There is no magic monk who can hide his body in front of him!"

Wang He cold channel.

At the same time, somewhere outside the city of Qinglong City, there is a veteran who is covered in blood, with seven or eight sacred monks, chasing the body shape of the front. A golden mangling flashed away and fell into the hands of the old man. The old man saw it and his body shape changed. After killing the front people, he looked down at the golden mans in his hand. It was a token.