Chapter 1688 Carnival!

"I heard that the deputy city lord has passed through the thunder tribulation a hundred years ago and broke through to the creator of the six calamities. This is also a resounding existence at the level of an immortal king among the three hundred celestial dynasties. This arrogant boy will undoubtedly die today. Hehe, everyone Guess how he will die?"

"There are so many ways to die, frying, frying, cooking, deep-frying, stewing, simmering, boiling, stewing... any one of them can make this kid pee his pants, ha ha, remember when someone said that his master It's a real fairy guy, when he was cut into three pieces and put into the frying pan, did he look like he had tears running down his nose?"

"Haha, I'm really looking forward to it..."

The monks of the Pu family and those monks who do not belong to the city of the dead, but just pass by through the road, showed a trace of pity in their eyes. In their opinion, Ning Qi's previous behavior was too impulsive. The city of the dead has been entrenched here for many years. Acknowledging their existence, the monks from the Nine Temples Ancient Temple passed by and just said, "My Buddha is merciful. Is it possible that a mere monk can change the situation here?"

In the end, the only option is to risk your own life!

The deputy city lord of the dead city glanced behind Ning Qi. From the original place to here, the streets that Ning Qi walked were almost all in ruins. There were countless dead bodies on the ground, at least hundreds of people from the dead city. The local monk died at the hands of Ning Qi, but the Creator only accounted for a small part of it.

"My lord, Sikong Liheng, what should I call you?"

Sikong Liheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and looked at Ning Qi with a half-smile.

Seeing Sikong Liheng's arrival, the five alien guards under the Lord of the Dead City suppressed their killing intent, bowed to Sikong Liheng, and then stood behind him, looking through Sikong Liheng's shoulders, coldly Falling on Ning Qi, being stared at by the five creators of the Five Tribulations, and being a monk of a different race, even Pu Yan and the others felt chills in their hearts and did not dare to make eye contact with them.

"Xuanbei."

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

"My surname is Xuan? Could it be the Xuan family of the Zidong Immortal Dynasty? No, as far as I know, there is no such existence as you in the Xuan family..."

Sikong Liheng touched his chin.

"That's all you monks in the city of the dead? There are too few monks, can this few monks restrain the group of desperadoes in the city of the dead?"

The corners of Ning Qi's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes swept around, and his eyes swept over the faces of those fierce monks one by one. These guys were all guys who offended the outside world and couldn't be offended, so they fled to the city of the dead to live on their last breath. From the point of view of the crime value, this group of monks either committed heinous crimes in the outside world, or committed countless crimes in the city of the dead. Otherwise, how could there be five or six hundred crime points, seven or eight hundred crime points?

From the moment he arrived at the City of the Dead, Ning Qi knew that this place was destined for him.

"Boy, since you know that we are desperadoes, how dare you pretend to be a saint here? You came to the wrong place today, and we can all drown you if we all spit!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter all around, and the blood in the eyes of those monks became more intense. Pu Yan and the others looked a little uneasy. If this group of monks suddenly rioted, I am afraid that even these monks who borrowed their way would be implicated, so after discovering this sign Afterwards, he immediately transmitted the voice to the children around him, and slowly moved towards the rear.

"We are free to come and go in the city of the dead. Although I am the deputy city lord, I am actually no different from you. I just want to maintain the order in the weekdays. There must be an order in a place, otherwise it will be chaotic. Brother Xuanbei, do you think this statement is correct?"

Sikong Liheng smiled at Ning Qi.

"It is true that without order there is chaos."

Ning Qi smiled.

"That's right, so Brother Xuanbei disturbed the order of this place today, so it will be difficult for me to do so..."

Sikong Liheng swept his gaze over Pu Yan and the others one by one. His glance immediately made those monks passing by the road feel ominous, and a trace of panic appeared on their faces.

"Since the order is out of order, it must be rebuilt. Today, there is no order in the city of the dead."

A wicked smile appeared on Sikong Liheng's face, "Everyone, let's have a carnival!"

His voice exploded in everyone's ears!

When those vicious monks heard the words, ecstasy immediately appeared on their faces, and as soon as Sikong Liheng finished speaking, ghostly wailing and godlike howling erupted in the city of the dead.

Today, there is no order in the city of the dead, which shows that they can kill monks who pass by, kill monks who have enmity with them, kill monks who dislike them, in short... Kill, kill, kill!

"The children of the Pu family gather together, beware of sneak attacks from those around you!"

Pu Yan gave a loud shout.

The disciples of the Pu family hurriedly gathered back to back and looked around vigilantly. Right now, the monks who were standing with them just now stared at them with fierce and greedy eyes, like a wolf waiting for an opportunity. In addition, other borrowing monks have basically become the first targets in the 'carnival'!

"You can't bear to see the city of the dead treat mortals like this, but these mortals and monks who don't belong to the city of the dead will die because of your actions. How do you feel?"

Sikong Liheng looked at Ning Qi with a smile.

"Hahaha!"

The five personal guards laughed wildly, and the laughter was full of mockery.

Ning Qi smiled and slashed out.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

The saber movement was really too fast, Sikong Liheng and the five personal guards only had time to sacrifice their respective defensive spirit weapons, and the saber movement had already arrived.

The defensive spiritual weapon that was supposed to stop the knife was broken in half directly, and the unabated force of the knife fell on them, as if cutting tofu, cutting Sikong Liheng and six people in half.

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

Zhigang Zhiyang's palm fell on the monk of the dragon clan among the five personal guards. It didn't have time to howl and was wiped out on the spot.

Nine flames clapped palms!

Another monk from another race also followed in his footsteps!

Eternal Sky Spirit Void Knife!

Another personal guard was chopped into pieces, and even the soul was killed!

Broken Star Fist!

The berserk spirit condensed a fist shadow and landed on one of the bodyguards. The body of that bodyguard instantly exploded, and the flesh and blood even stained Sikong Liheng's face.

Right now, there is only the last guard left. He gave up his lower body, turned around and fled with his upper body.

False finger!

With a pop, the head of the last bodyguard was pierced by the spirit energy on the spot.

Ning Qi used five of the thirty-three kinds of immortal martial arts in the Dragon Elephant Suppressing Kung Fu, and killed five Creators of the Five Tribulations neatly.

All this, only in an instant.

"you……"

The smile on Sikong Liheng's face finally faded. Although his body was severed by Ning Qi, he was still gathered together under the force of creation.

And the monks who were already berserk in the vicinity stopped their movements, including Pu Yan and others, all of them stared at this scene dumbfounded.