Chapter: 3891

"The impasse of death is opened. Every time, there are strong people who want to leave the impasse of death. Like us, they are also waiting at the door. They plan to rush in before they come out first? Isn't this courting death?"

I see!

"so close!"

The three of Tu Kong looked at each other, and then quickly and slowly backed away. The other monks did the same, and looked at the seven people in front of them with terrified eyes.

Puff!

The monk who walked out of the mysterious catalog directly pinched the monk's neck, threw it aside as if throwing garbage, and then, he looked at Ning Qi and the others, and let out a faint smile: "Hehe, there are thousands of people! , Now it’s really a desperate situation where any garbage dares to die..."

"This guy!"

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of many monks. They were called rubbish. They were naturally angry, but they dared not show it, because the other party's cultivation was unfathomable in their eyes, but there were many people's eyes. Neatly cast towards Ning Qi, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

This scene was noticed by the monk, and he looked at Ning Qi with a smile, "They are all looking at you, are they planning to let you teach me, an arrogant guy?"

As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of all the monks fell on Ning Qi, and when the three of Tu Kong saw Ning Qi, a hint of shock appeared on their faces.

"Am I able to attract hatred while standing?"

Ning Qi laughed at himself.

This smile fell into the eyes of the other party and turned into provocation again.

"It seems that you should be the pride of heaven somewhere, right? Huh? Are you interested in competing with me?"

The other party looked at Ning Qi with a half-smile, and the other six guys who walked out of the mysterious catalog with him also showed a smile on their faces.

"If you don't stay in the impasse of death, is it because you can't get along in it?"

Ning Qi laughed.

A look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the seven people, and then a trace of anger appeared in their eyes, and the most arrogant guy made no secret of the killing intent in his eyes, because Ning Qi's words were like a knife , pierced into their hearts.

The fact is that they really chose to leave this sad place because they could not survive in the desperate situation of death, but they can think so, and others are humiliating them by saying so!

Let go!

There was a hint of a smile in the eyes of the nearby monks. Some of the belated monks who didn't know much about Ning Qi looked at him with a hint of hatred.

"You, go forward and die!"

The extremely rampant monk looked at Ning Qi coldly, pointed and said.

"Oh, so you really ran back from the desperate situation of death, and then you felt angry, so you took it out on us?"

The smile on Ning Qi's face grew stronger.

"Go to hell!"

The other party couldn't bear it any longer, shouted loudly, and disappeared from the spot in vain. When he reappeared, he had already come in front of Ning Qi, and the nearby monks hurriedly avoided, because the breath coming from the other party was so shocking. Feeling trembling, that is the aura that only the Creator of the Five Tribulations can have, and there is a trace of extremely fierce and bloody killing intent on the other party, the surrounding air seems to be a little colder because of this!

puff!

Ning Qi slapped his head on his head. The guy didn't respond at all, his head was smashed into his stomach, and his legs couldn't bear the force. He knelt down in front of Ning Qi with a bang, and the snake in the distance Seeing this scene, Wuming couldn't help turning his head away, with a gloomy look in his eyes. Some time ago, he was beaten by Ning Qi and knelt down on the spot, but what was a little better than the other party was that he didn't receive multiple blows. hurt.

Right now, the head of the Creator of the Five Tribulations has fallen into his stomach. Even if he can survive, it will not help if he does not have a hundred-year-old injury.