Chapter: 7540

Coming out of the blue passage, Ning Qi observed the surrounding situation for the first time. Not far away, a monk with no facial features stood facing Ning Qi in the void.

Apart from him, there was no one else around.

"Wuxiang, do you want to be together?"

Ning Qi laughed.

Wuxiang was silent for a while, nodded, "Okay." After a pause, Wuxiang took out a jade card, which was given to them by Tuduo, and it was the same as the jade card that the Tianjiao of the Immortal Palace held in this promotion ceremony , in addition to having the function of returning to the headquarters in an instant after being crushed, it can also be used to sense the relationship between each other

distance between.

"Seven hundred miles away, there is one of our people."

Wuxiang opened his mouth.

"Go and meet them first." Ning Qi nodded with a smile.

For Ning Qi and Wu Xiang, the distance of seven hundred miles is just a short time, but during this journey, Ning Qi saw piles of ruins. Among these ruins are scattered fragments of railroad tracks, broken cities, incomplete streets, and some dead bodies that have been skeletalized, but no living person can see them. It is conceivable that this small world is almost heading towards the the end

day. "The flames of war have only been here for three hundred years, and it has become like this. When the flames of war break out in the Shenluo Realm one day, we don't know what it will be like, but we, the Dark Council, don't need to think about it, just look at it." What about the Holy Council?

How to deal with it. "

There was a hint of gloating in Wuxiang's voice.

Ning Qi smiled.

Disagree with his statement.

Although the dark monk is a mouse and can't see the light, as long as the flames of war spread to the Shenluo realm, no one can stay out of it. Wuxiang's idea is too simple.

"Senior Ning, Senior Wuxiang"

After seeing the two, a figure galloped over immediately, and bowed to them with surprise on his face.

"Which district are you a monk?"

In a nonchalant way.

"Below is the monk from the eighteenth district, Zhao Jiaolong."

Zhao Jiaolong's chubby figure reminded Ning Qi of Duan Yingjun.

"Understood, then you follow me two people."

In a nonchalant way.

"Well, what about the tasks of the juniors?"

Zhao Jiaolong was slightly taken aback.

After a pause, he looked at the two of them curiously again: "The two seniors came here, so what's the matter? Could it be that the mission of our promotion ceremony has changed?"

"Your task remains the same, but next, there is a more important matter, you don't need to ask more, just follow me."

In a nonchalant way.

Hearing this, Zhao Jiaolong didn't dare to ask any more questions. He could only nod his head, but he was a little worried. If he wasted too much time with the two of them, and his task could not be completed, he wondered if the headquarters would give him another one. After a few hours of opportunity, Zhao Jiaolong suddenly lost his worries, because he not only saw the team leader monks in the eighteenth district, but also saw the team leader monks in dozens of major districts. Gathered a group of Immortal Palace Tianjiao,