Chapter 1690 So Thick

"This guy...couldn't have washed the city of the dead with blood?"

The leading monks of the six major sects looked at each other in astonishment, and they all saw the look of horror in each other's eyes, and they couldn't believe it.

What is the city of the dead?

Not to mention the Bloody Hand Rentu, just say the vice city lord, Sikong Liheng, and the five personal guards under the Bloody Hand Rentu, they have to smile when they see them, and they dare not offend them in the slightest, otherwise the ghost knows who will pass through the City of the Dead in the future When the time comes, will the irrelevant and innocent disappear?

In this kind of place where there is no perversion of the law, according to the law of the jungle, as long as there is no real evidence, even if the monks of the seven major sects disappear, the sect will not stand up for them.

They vaguely knew that the Bloody Hand Rentu, the lord of the City of the Dead, was inextricably linked to the existence of someone who ranked in the top three combat power lists in the Territory of Death. They are all extremely strong, and with the Heavenly Gu Yuanzun and Demon Corpse Yuanzun behind them, there is no need to be afraid of the seven sects.

"That's fine, let the Bloody Hand Rentu deal with this kid, Huanxi Demon Sect will not blame me for not being optimistic about the monks in their sect, it is revenge!"

Several people looked at each other, and a gleam of joy flashed in their eyes.

"Hey, why did he sit down?"

Seeing Ning Qi sitting cross-legged on the same spot, everyone's eyes suddenly revealed a look of astonishment. Isn't this too disrespectful to the Lord of the Dead City?

A figure appeared at the end of the street. He was two feet tall, with knotted muscles and veins surrounding his body like snakes. Every step collapsed, and the ground shook. After only a few steps, this figure appeared ten miles away from Ning Qi. From a distance of ten feet, the copper-bell-like eyes stared at Ning Qi.

"This deity has only been away for a few days, and you are taking advantage of this deity's absence to destroy my city of the dead??"

"Blood Hand Massacre!"

"Sure enough, it's the same as the rumors, it's not like a human race, it's a hybrid of human race and alien race!"

"It seems to have the blood of the 'Sun Chaser Clan'. The monks of the Sun Chaser Clan are very difficult to deal with, and their strength is infinite. Even the Titan Relics are slightly inferior to them in terms of strength!"

"I heard that Xueshou Rentu used both hands to tear apart the previous generation of the city lord of the dead city. His physical strength is terrifying enough to smash the realm of good fortune with one punch!"

After the big monks saw this strong man appear, their eyes flashed with panic, even the brothers and sister Bu Shaofeng standing behind Ning Qi were no exception!

The prestige of the bloody hand massacre has shrouded this area for tens of thousands of years. Which monk has not heard of the legend of the bloody hand massacre?

Right now, this legendary figure has truly appeared in front of himself and the others. Everyone is panicked, but mixed with a tinge of excitement!

"The two of you go to my good fortune domain to stay for a while."

With a light wave of Ning Qi's hand, Bu Shaofeng and his brother and sister were taken into the Good Fortune Realm. Then, his eyes fell on the bloody hand Rentu in the distance, and he smiled and said, "Come, come and hit me."

Well……

Not only Xueshou Rentu was stunned by this sentence, but the rest of the people also gasped, dare to talk to Xueshou Rentu like this, I am afraid they will never be able to do this in their lifetime...

"Sikong Liheng and my five personal guards all died in your hands?"

The blood-handed man stared at Ning Qi, his fists gradually clenched. The leading monks of the six major sects and the sharp-eyed monks present all saw the void within the range of the bloody hand's fist, and he squeezed it directly Broken.

"good."

Ning Qi smiled, "They are all dead."

"This guy is too scary. Sikong Liheng broke through to the Creator of the Six Tribulations a hundred years ago, right?"

Xiao Wuye and the others looked at Ning Qi with a look of fear. When did such an existence appear in the Central Continent?

Ever since the Muye Danmai incident last time, there have only been three or five newly promoted immortal kings in the Central Continent for thousands of years, and among them is Sikong Liheng. Logically speaking, if any monk breaks through to In the realm of the Six Tribulations, as the Tianjiao level existence of the seven major sects, they should be the first to receive the news!

But this guy in front of him seemed to have been born out of nowhere!

Thinking of this, many monks had a look of surprise in their eyes, staring at Ning Qi, because they thought of a possibility!

That is the real identity of this person, I am afraid everyone knows it, this identity is just his disguise!

"Who the hell..."

"Then you go with them!"

Xueshou Rentu roared and strode towards Ning Qi. Every step made the earth tremble, but his movements stopped suddenly, and then he reacted very quickly. Strange, at the same time, a vortex appeared above Ning Qi's head.

In the vortex, a golden thunder dragon was swimming, and the terrifying aura of thunder calamity almost made the legs of the monks below tremble.

"He is going to cross the catastrophe?"

Only then did all the cultivators come to their senses, and retreated like crazy, not daring to stay in the range of the thunder calamity for a long time. Every creator has lingering fears about the thunder calamity. Because if you dare not break through, you are afraid of being smashed into ashes by the thunder calamity.

For example, when he went to the ancestral city of the Wang family and died in the hands of Ning Qi, the Immortal Immortal had practiced a special technique and stayed in the realm of the Creator of the Three Tribulations for more than hundreds of thousands of years in order to avoid the thunder disaster. In the end, if you didn't meet Ning Qi, give him a period of time, and you will be able to safely break through to the Creator of the Six Tribulations, titled Immortal King!

"He just wanted to trick me in the past! Damn it! He wanted to use Thunder Tribulation to kill me!"

Xueshou Rentu only felt the hairs on his back blowing up, and a trace of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. As the lord of the city of the dead, even if he saw a master of Huanxi Mozun's level, he could still be calm, but in Leijie In front of him, he couldn't calm down. Since he practiced so far, he has experienced several thunder calamities. Each time, he passed through a dangerous and dangerous way. If there is a slight mistake in it, it will be the result of the death of the soul!

At this time, Xueshou Rentu happened to see a hint of mockery in Ning Qi's eyes. Xueshou Rentu had never been so angry in the past tens of thousands of years.

"You'd better not die under the lightning calamity, because I will smash your bones inch by inch, making your life worse than death!"

The blood-handed man's copper bell-like eyes are full of monstrous anger!

"The Creator's thunder calamity, I'm afraid that if the bloody hand is not killed, he will die under this thunder calamity!"

The monks of the six major sects showed a hint of joy on their faces.

rumbling...

After the vortex in the sky lasted for a while, suddenly a golden thunderbolt with a thickness of several tens of feet struck towards the top of Ning Qi's head. When everyone saw the size of the thunderbolt, their faces were stunned.

"So thick..."