Some people are born to shock others.

Seven Nights is such a person.

Of course, Ning Qingqiu has always thought that this is one of the halos that belong to the protagonist.

But now, in the eyes of the others, at least in the eyes of all the scavengers present, she has become a "demon" who will only shock other people like Nanaya.

Because from above that young and delicate figure, there was a huge pressure.

And the barren sky is almost as great as the pressure.

That was the coercion that belonged to the true monarch of the gods, and that was the aura of the myth at that time.

This delicate woman turned out to be a real god-transforming monk who was on par with the wilderness!

No wonder, no wonder she dared to master the Heavenly Desolate Sword so aggressively, even when she was poked by the Desolate Rahu in the face of the eighty percent of the scavengers present, she was calm.

It turns out that there is such a reliance.

Ji Du shook his head, helpless.

"Hey, I'm really worried. I'm still here to worry about what I have, but Ning Daoyou is so powerful, the dignified God True Monarch actually chatted with us people in this crowded venue for a long time, I feel a little trance when I think about it at this time...... Who the hell are you?"

Although I know that I shouldn't ask, curiosity kills cats, and when people deliberately hide their identities and act in a low-key manner, such a question is easy to induce conflict.

- Although Ning Qingqiu's low-key seems to be very unsuccessful.

Ji Du also felt that he and Huang Luohu had become the two extremes of the opposite, two people had been making trouble for so many years, and it was not a day or two when they wanted to kill each other, and it was not the kind of love and killing each other, but they really hated each other, and wanted to get rid of it quickly, but they didn't expect such a day to come to an abrupt end on such an abrupt day.

Qiye's indifferent voice sounded for the first time: "She is naturally the best. ”

The pride is overflowing.

Ji Du instantly realized what was the best way to deal with Qiye.

That is to discuss Ning Qingqiu's matter, it is best to praise it, and it is okay to praise it as if it were a waste of money.

But at this time, it is obvious that almost all the attention of the other party is in the field, and he just wants to know when to say what kind of words, and when to keep his mouth shut.

I don't want to be annoying.

When the time comes, it's too hasty, that is, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and you end up with the same fate as Arajahu....... that's a complete GG.

Ning Qingqiu's eyes were already full of star-blue brilliance.

That was the embodiment of the ultimate Taiyin True Qi and Sword Qi fused to the extreme in the body.

Facing the great enemy of the barren firmament, Ning Qingqiu still took a very solemn posture.

Although Ning Qingqiu believed in her sword path, it was indestructible, but without the Heart Refining Sword, her strength would first be greatly reduced, first of all, she would press half of it first, and she had just broken through the Transformation Stage, no more than an old monk like Desolate Cang who had been in this realm for many years.

The precipitation of experience is often a heavyweight weight.

The barren sky has completely sunk down and turned pale.

If you still can't see it at this time, then the barren sky can probably just find a crooked neck tree and just tear off the waistband of his pants and hang himself.

"The dignified monk turned out to be a small person among the unknown scavengers, and let my poor son fall for your tricks like this, and he died so unexplained, I just don't understand, if you come at me, why don't you want to use such a trick instead of knowing the fire?

“…… You're really thinking too much. ”

Ning Qingqiu held back for a long time before he squeezed out these words.

"Also, your son is really not pitiful or innocent. You probably don't know his character, we don't go to him for trouble, we all want him to find us trouble, but I'm not a saint who can't fight back and scold and don't talk back, so-"

Ning Qingqiu's meaning is very clear.

That is the desolate Rahu is more than innocent of death.

There's nothing to sympathize with.

The desolate fingernails turned pure black, like the claws of some kind of beast, as if they had practiced some kind of magic skill.

Ji Du has already started his career as a commentator with a lot of eyes:" I heard that when he was young, he was just an ordinary scavenger, poorly clothed and hungry, and lived a very miserable life, so one day he got an adventure and successfully started the road to rise, that is, he completely separated the past days from himself, and killed all the people who had bullied him before, and then formed a goshawk team, which is how he started the life of being a crab among the scavengers......"

He had a sarcastic smile on his face.

Mingyuan glanced at him more.

This plan is also a wonderful person.

Doesn't this mean that the wilderness is rampant and domineering?

"But those days are already over today. ”

Although Mingyuan's voice was indifferent, the attitude of treating a god-transforming cultivator like Desolation as a dead person really shocked Ji Du a lot.

Ning Qingqiu was like a blue water meteor.

is like this, carrying the majestic power that can make him disappear, and he rushes over with such an indomitable spirit.

Barren's face changed, and he retreated frantically.

His instincts told him that this trick couldn't be hard-hit.

If you take it, you will die.

Yes, will die.

It's ridiculous, but it's real.

In the life of a former scavenger, he has also experienced countless tribulations, and this intuition has saved him countless times, after many years of absence, he originally thought that this life would not be a feeling again, but it will come again.

Canghuang really recognized it this time.

The death of his own son at the hands of such a monster is actually not wronged at all.

It's just that you've messed with people you shouldn't be messed with.

Over the years, if it weren't for his own protection, he would have been dismantled by other people in his style of acting in a barren manner.

He burned Huang Luohu's corpse directly into ashes, not that he didn't want to keep his corpse, but because his body had already been completely destroyed by Ning Qingqiu's sword qi, if he moved, it would be wiped out in an instant, since that was the case, it was better for him to send him on the road with his own hands.

Anyway, you don't have to die at the hands of a murderer.

The blue-black aura was like this around the barren body, his black hair was windless, and then gradually turned frost white, and the smooth skin on his face began to become wrinkled, and he was dozens of years old all of a sudden, and most of his anger disappeared.