MTL - Super Dragon Slaughtering System-Chapter 4454 Lead away

"There are still a few days left, how come this happened."

Ning Qi's face was gloomy, he glanced at Ning Haotian and waved in his hand, trying to pack her into the space package.

But what followed was a wave of consternation.

He had forgotten that Ning Haotian had a trace of life now, and was no longer a dead thing, and could no longer be put in the space package.

Feeling the terrifying aura of the Primordial Gods outside, Ning Qi's mind quickly turned, and the next moment, he made a decision.

Taking out a jade slip, Ning Qi engraved a paragraph in it, and then directly shot it on the spot. A large hole appeared silently on the ground. Ning Qi placed Ning Haotian’s ice coffin in it again, and then turned towards Long Yun said:

"If you stay here with her, I will lay down a forbidden law. Your breath is very weak, and her breath is weaker. The other party wants to realize that you are not too easy. I will go out and lead them away. Remember, don’t Speak out."

Long Yunluo nodded without understanding, but she also felt that the outside atmosphere was very dangerous. Out of life instinct, she was silently placed on the ice coffin by Ning Qi.

Later, Ning Qi filled the hole again.

Just after finishing all this, the door was kicked open by several figures.

"There is another fish that slipped through the net."

The leading monk Leng Jia let out a faint smile, and attacked Ning Qi casually.

The other few people didn't make a move. In their opinion, the masters of Ling Yuan Pavilion were all dead, and the rest were little cats and small fishes. Didn't these great sages make their moves?

Ning Qi sneered, his backhand was a palm.

The power of horror swept away from several Leng Family cultivators. After taking this palm, Ning Qi walked out from them without looking at them.

When Ning Qi walked out of the yard, the bodies of these cultivators of the Leng family suddenly turned into star points and dissipated into the air.

To death, they were unable to react.

Ling Yuan Pavilion has turned into a Shura Field.

There are dead bodies everywhere.

"Master Beixuan, help—"

A disciple of Ling Yuan Pavilion ran towards Ning Qi. Behind him, followed several monks from the Leng family who played cats and mice.

Ning Qi stepped forward, guarding the disciple behind him, and said lightly to the few Leng family cultivators:

"Where did Ling Yuange offend you, you are going to kill you, don't you stay?"

While speaking, his mind had been paying attention to the movements of those Primordial Gods. They didn't seem to put Ning Qi in their eyes. Several of them noticed Ning Qi, but after a short glance, they focused on other places.

"Offensive? Ling Yuange never offended my Leng Family, but Yu Lao calculated that one of you would threaten Leng Family's position in the Primordial God Realm in the future, so he came here to remove him.

To blame, blame yourself for bad luck, if you are a disciple of Ling Yuange. "

The other side glanced at each other, then smiled lightly at Ning Qi.

"Just because you have calculated that someone in Lingyuan Pavilion will threaten Leng's family in the future, are you indiscriminately destroying the family?"

Ning Qi was taken aback, and then there was a sneer on his face: "It's a good method."

The next moment, he raised his hand violently, directly beheading these cold cultivators.

"Whether you can survive or not depends on your own good fortune."

Ning Qi glanced at the Ling Yuan Pavilion disciple, shook his head slightly, then burst into the air and rushed out of Ling Yuan Pavilion.

At the same time in this process, he waved his hand to harvest the lives of a large group of Leng family monks.

This kind of method comparable to the ancient gods finally attracted the attention of the monk Leng family, and even the third son of Leng on the battleship cast his eyes on Ning Qi.

"It's the Holy Lord."

Yu Lao smiled.

"The method is not ordinary. Several holy masters were killed by him just now, right?"

Leng San Gongzi said lightly.

"what……"

Old Yu suddenly pinched his fingers, and then pointed at Ning Qi with a solemn expression: "It's this son! The future disaster of the Leng Family should be on this son!"

"It's him?

Isn't it impossible to be precise? "

The third son Leng was slightly startled.

"It was impossible to be precise, but after seeing him, the fog dissipated a bit and the context became much clearer!"

Yu Lao looked at Ning Qi solemnly, with a strange look in his eyes, just such a Holy Lord would threaten the Leng Family's position in the Primordial God Realm in the future?

Leng family kills countless ants like this every day!

"Let Leng Fan shoot and catch him alive."

Leng San Gongzi said.

"San Gongzi, kill him directly, lest the night has many dreams."

Yu Lao suggested.

"Don't kill, I want to see what makes him stand out."

Young Master Leng smiled and shook his head.

When Yu Lao saw this, he could only laugh bitterly, and then said loudly: "Leng Fan, catch this son alive."

"Yes!"

A Taikoo **** who was watching the excitement immediately responded, and then chased Ning Qi at an extremely fast speed.

During this process, the Leng family's monk's attention was focused on Ning Qi's side, causing many Ling Yuange disciples to quietly escape the encirclement.

But San Young Master Leng and Yu Lao didn't care about this anymore. What they wanted was Ning Qi alone.

Ling Yuange was just a funerary object to be buried with the other party, which was considered bad luck.