Chapter 2474: Teaching

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Whether it is Anyang or Zhao Tong, they are a little surprised at the moment.

Obviously and Ning Qi's strength is comparable, just fiercely hit, how did the black sergeant suddenly withdraw? Ning Qi is a bit stunned. He has already felt that the breath of the black sergeant is slowly weakening. Just like him, it seems to be over-extended, and he returns to the long river, only to restore his physical strength. This long river can bring him strength continuously.

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If he guesses it is correct, it would not be easy to solve this black sergeant beside this long river, unless it can be directly killed when he leaves the river, except for the rest. Let the black sergeant return to Hanoi.

However, Ning Qi did not mean to kill him, because the black sergeant may also be an ancient fairy, even if not, his master is also likely to be an ancient fairy!

"Ning brother, just the man is the black sergeer you said before?"

Anyang flew to Ningqi, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Not bad."

Ning Qi nodded. "He should be just a glimpse of the soul. There is the fighting power of Jin Xian. If it is still alive, it is at least a big Luo."

The other party actually has the initial strength of Jinxian?

Zhao Tong and others were unbelievable. Ningqi’s three sticks stunned the cold, they saw it with their own eyes, but at that time, there was no precaution in the cold, and everyone thought about it afterwards. The most important reason, besides this reason, It should be from the stick that Ning Qi used at the time!

If you really want to take care of it, they think that Ningqi can support a dozen strokes in the early stage of Jinxian, but even so, it is extremely sensational.

After all, Ning Qi, at the time, seems to be just the first half of the immortal? Even if the fairy is perfect, it may not be able to support a dozen strokes in the early hands of Jinxian!

"Just the black sergeant, is there really the strength of the early Jinxian?"

"Hey, if it is really the beginning of Jinxian, his means is too single, just control the water? I don't see him show other fairy skills!"

"You didn't find out that this person can fight me with Ning's brother! Besides, he seems to have an inexplicable connection with this long river. We are coming along this road, how long the river is, and you have a number in your heart, if he can be here. It’s normal to have the strength of Jinxian’s early stage.

"Fortunately, I am going to meet my brother, Ning, or we all will die, oh, blame that guy!"

A group of Xuan Jianzong disciples looked at each other and saw the hustle and bustle of each other's eyes. Later, many people quietly scanned Zhao Tong, and his eyes flashed a little dissatisfaction. They were originally exploring this tomb of the gods, and Zhao Tong was a true disciple and sent them to a place. As a result, Zhao Tong used his true discipleship to become a speaker among them, so that everyone could listen to him. There are still people who want to resist, but just think of Xuanjian.

The old man, this rebellious mind is also weak. At the same time, there are some expectations. Zhao Tong is a true disciple and may have his own unique views. Even if the cultivation is very low, but the people are glory, if not counting the first true biography of Xuan Jianzong who has been missing for many years, and Shi Yifan, Zhao Tong should be the best true biography of Xuan Jianzong.

Disciple!

As a result, everyone did not expect that when they came to the river, most people thought that there was danger in the river. Only Zhao Tong wanted to go to the bottom of the river to see it.

Zhao Tong’s foot just reached into the river, and the black sergeant appeared. In the middle of the flight, there were no more than seven Xuan Jianzong inner disciples who died in the hands of the black sergeant in order to save Zhao Tong’s life.

"Why do you want to see me like this? How do I know that there are such monsters in it!" Zhao Tong clenched his fists, and the rest of his eyes made his heart very angry. In fact, he was also somewhat ashamed, but he was unwilling to admit his mistake. The result was shy and turned into anger. He blamed the blame on this strange tomb, but on himself.

What I did, there is no introspection!

After the black sergeant hid in the river, Ning Qi did not intend to go down to the river to play with him again. Instead, he continued to move forward with Anyang and others. Xuan Jianzong’s disciples saw him and quickly followed Ning Qi.

"Ning, Ning brother, thank you for your help this time..."

Zhao Tong and others followed Ningqi behind them for a whole day, and Zhao Tongcai’s face was hesitant to say thank you to Ningqi.

Ning Qi smiled and glanced at him. "A small thing."

Zhao Tong stunned, and suddenly there was some shame in his heart. The little thing in the other's mouth was almost the same, but almost all of them were killed. Zhao Tong seemed to hear a hint of ridicule from Ning Qi's words.

"No, I am now in this tomb of the gods. I can only rely on Ningbei Xuan Cai to have a chance to win the opportunity. Since God makes me become the glory of the golden glory, it doesn't make sense to have too much luck, maybe I can also get the biggest chance in this place!"

Zhao Tong thought about it, calmed down his feelings, and then smiled at Ning Qi: "Ning brother, the next day in the tomb of the gods, I also asked Ning brothers to take care of them."

Ning Qi brows and stops, everyone sees it, and immediately stops his body shape, his eyes fall on Ning Qi and Zhao Tong.

Ning Qi looked at Zhao Tong faintly: "Your strength is too low. In this tomb of the gods, I am afraid that it is difficult to move. There are crises everywhere. Even if I have three arms and six arms, I may not be able to take care of you. I want to win the opportunity. If you want to go out alive, I am afraid you can only rely on yourself." The look of the people is a little weird. The original group of Xuanjian Zongmen’s inner door is not happy. He feels that Zhao Tong is a true disciple’s identity, and he does not listen to dissuasion. Cheng Da wrong, tired of himself and others, now I heard Ning Qi’s preaching to Zhao Tong, they have a hint of happiness in their eyes.

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"I know, Ning brother."

Zhao Tong flashed a trace of embarrassing color, then nodded heavily, expressionless.

"Ok."

Ning Qi nodded, no longer talking, and everyone continued on their way.

Seven days later.

"The mountain is full of fog, there must be a baby!"

Hao Shuai, dressed in a red apron, suddenly pointed to the distance, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

In fact, you don't need Hao Shuai to speak. Everyone has already seen this scene. After all, the height of the mountain peak is at least a thousand feet, and it can be seen from far away.

"The chance!"

The expressionless Zhao Tong’s eyes lit up.

"Ning brother, there are more immortals over there, and there are thousands of people?"

Anyang’s face showed a dignified color.

"Let's go, look at the past." Ning Qi smiled.