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Bu Xiuren looked around and said with a little feeling: "My wife and I built it together. ”

"Then there was the demon army, there were some people, and my parents died tragically, and other relatives were seriously injured."

Ning Qi nodded, but his words were a little sharp, although his tone was still so calm.

"You're right, but we still have some point."

"You're talking about, fists?"

Bu Xiuren smiled and nodded.

Ning Qi frowned and pondered for a long time, and finally let go of his mind and let go of his mind.

"There is some truth to it!"

Ning Qi replied.

The middle-aged man was a little stunned when he saw that Ning Qi was so single, and at the same time he looked at the wine jug that Ning Qi was carrying in his eyes, and said a little happily:

"You like to drink too?"

"Hmm."

"What's your favorite drink?"

"I don't like apricot blossom wine anyway." Ning Qi looked at the apricot blossom sachet tied around the waist of this scholar's middle-aged man, and spoke without hesitation.

"Hahaha...."

The middle-aged man laughed heartily, but seemed to be very satisfied with Ning Qi's attitude, but he was slightly puzzled: "You're not afraid that I will make a sudden move?" ”

Ning Qi spread out his hands, looking helpless, but his eyes were calm and said:

"You'll get to me to a tie at most."

The middle-aged man sighed, and the momentum on his body suddenly continued to increase.

The other former demon lords standing on top of the dragon, although their faces remained unchanged, their eyes looked a little cloudy.

On the contrary, the pink-robed woman's eyes grew brighter and brighter as she looked at him.

It turns out that this is his real strength. The third demon lord of the demon race, leading the most glorious generation under the demon race.

The name Bu Xiuren, at that time, was an irreplaceable legend!

.....

Ning Qi's face did not change at all, and he shook his head helplessly.

"Seriously, you can only have a tie with me at most, if you want to capture me alive, you must add that little dragon, and the pink-robed woman on the dragon's head."

Bu Xiuren was slightly surprised in his heart, but he smiled even more happily on his face, and unconsciously ignored Ning Qi's name for his giant dragon.

But the dragon heard it.

So it was very angry, very angry, for so many years, no little insect dared to say this about it, but just when it wanted to be angry with Ning Qi, it was trampled down by a delicate foot.

"Listen to me and don't move!"

The pink-robed woman's voice was serious, and her eyes unconsciously looked at the two men in front of her.

The black dragon was a little aggrieved, but it didn't dare to speak, and it didn't even dare to make a voice of grievance, because he knew the horror of this beautiful woman above his head.

"How do you know?"

The laughter stopped, and Bu Xiuren also restrained his breath, and naturally asked the doubts in his heart.

Ning Qi didn't answer his question directly, just took a sip of wine to himself and said something that was not as good as the problem.

"I'm really disappointed, I thought you were really here to reason with me."

He stood up, paused, and said:

"But also, you are still a demon in the end, no matter how many things you learn, you can't return to the real battle of the human sages."

Bu Xiuren gradually fell silent for a long time.

"You have a point." He smiled wryly.

"What nonsense to talk to him, he directly captured and stripped his soul, as a large array of blood and silence rock to defend the city, and used his soul energy to guard the demon clan for thousands of years, kneel down for me."

When the woman in the pink robe saw the middle-aged man suffering, she directly looked cold and sharpened.

Wu Youjian, who had been standing behind Ning Qi like a wooden man, was forced to vomit a mouthful of blood by this sudden coercion, but he still held himself up and did not kneel on the ground.

Ning Qi gently walked behind him and patted him on the shoulder, and Wu Youjian saw that the invisible pressure dissipated invisibly. It's just that Ning Qi's eyes gradually began to become cold.

The middle-aged man didn't stop it, because he was already a demon in his bones, and the attitude of doubling revenge if he had revenge had long been imprinted in his bones. And since the skin has been torn, there is no need to continue pretending.

"Yes, it turns out that it's the same in the bones."

Ning Qi spoke softly.

"It's just that you still don't understand what you've provoked. You're not the only one who provokes me. ”

He turned his head to look at the former demon lord who had been chatting with him at the beginning, and said with a slight smile:

"It's not just that you're going to stall and wait for someone."

Bu Xiuren seemed to feel something, and secretly said that it was not good, and he was going to make a move now, but it was too late.

The space suddenly cracked again, and this crack seemed to be slightly different from before, because it revealed a golden color, which was obviously much larger than the pitch-black black hole where the dragon appeared.

A cyan turtle shell twice as large as the dragon slowly appeared, and as soon as the breath appeared, the dragon could not move, although in terms of body length, it was much larger than the cyan turtle shell, but the bursts of ancient pressure emitted by the turtle shell had already pressed it to the point that it did not dare to move.

"What is this?" Bu Xiuren muttered to himself.

"It's awesome, you demons, you almost killed me with a small blood thunder array, and more importantly, you even want to destroy the place where I was born and raised, what kind of enmity do I have with you? Lao Tzu, did I recruit you to provoke you? qnmlgbd”

Before he appeared, a burst of shrew-like verbal scolding had already been passed on the street.

"It's coming." Ning Qi looked at the cyan turtle shell that exuded a dark yellow aura and smiled.

"Eh, here it is. This time, this group of demons didn't have long eyes, and they stabbed to the sky. An obscene **** was revealed, and he smiled flatteringly at Ning Qi.

Although his strength has surpassed Ning Qi by a lot, the contract he signed cannot be changed.

Am I messing with you?

In fact, Xuanwu wanted to say this to Ning Qi the most.... But he didn't dare....

"Anyone else?" Ning Qi asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, with me locking the coordinates, it's hard for them to find it."

As soon as Xuanwu finished saying this, another crack appeared in the sky, and a fluttering sleeve tore the crack out of thin air, then threw down a small thing, and then disappeared out of thin air.

I didn't see any movement, the little thing gradually became bigger and bigger, and it was only later that everyone saw that it was actually a dragon, different from the hybrid blood of the dragon, as soon as it appeared, the bloodline breath that was not lost to Xuanwu rose with it, and then rushed into the sky.

"Hmph, that's it." Xuanwu was a little disdainful of that thing, because that thing had a little trouble with it in ancient times, because it was an ancient ancestral dragon!

The sky was occupied by several behemoths, but at the same time that these demons were terrified, it was not over.

The sky was torn open by a golden giant hand out of thin air, and eighteen bald heads with golden light came down, and this is the eighteen Arhats!

On the demon side, the face of the pink-robed woman has become more and more ugly, and her lips are pursed until she drips blood.

Just when everyone thought that the matter was over, the sky was torn open by a blood-colored giant hand, and down came a man in a black and red blood robe.

"Nuwa, if you come to the Buddha, the blood ancestor, the formation is really big."

Ning Qi sighed slightly, as if he had set the tone.

I'm so tired, the outbreak is over, and then it's up to your recommendation-. -