Seeing that Wu Yan closed her mouth, the middle-aged man smiled and smiled. Sometimes, it seems that Qing Xuanfu was quite good after being shuffled this time. Although he does not know if there are other people who have survived, at least, he has a perfect accomplishment of the fairy, and now he is the head of these people. As long as he takes down the planet, it will take a long time. He can start from scratch and create a sect. As for the future

There is no chance to revitalize Qingxuan House and avenge the Qingxuan House. It is a long time behind. "Oh, I thought that in the ghost field, it is a land of apocalypse. I didn't expect this planet to be good. The aura contained in it is at least equivalent to the second-class planet in the fairy world. If we gather it again, The formation method can also be used barely, without fear or fear, no

Other stern gates. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and then his eyes fell on Wang Hui and others. "You ants are indigenous, can support for so many years under our attack, it is not bad, if you are willing to surrender to me, I can spare You have a life."

"Ok?"

Many Yuanzuns look at each other. In the past few years, the other party has been playing, and they have not given them the opportunity to surrender. Now they have to win, but they are given opportunities.

Some people suddenly sounded an abacus in their hearts, and their faces were hesitant. Then, several Yuanzuns stepped forward and went down to the middle-aged man.

"I am willing to surrender!"

Wang Hui’s face is unchanged, and it seems that this scene has long been predicted. In the square, those monks who were seriously injured and not yet dead saw their eyes, and they couldn’t help but show the color of despair. They played for a few years, and they didn’t want the central mainland to fall on the hands of those who didn’t know where to come from. But now there are Yuanzun surrendering, don’t you say that their blood, white

Flowing?

"Yes, the person who knows the time is Junjie, what about you?"

Middle-aged people like to smile and look at Wang Hui, who has not chosen to surrender.

In his eyes, the repair of this group of guys is nothing more than an ant who is not a fairy. If they only escaped seven or eight people this time, they could not manage the big planet. This group of people is worthless in his eyes. There will be no chance of surrender.

When he cultivated enough people, these indigenous people felt that it was necessary to completely remove them.

"We will not surrender."

Wang Hui smiled.

"There are people who have the bones, but who have the bones, usually end up being miserable."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

Suddenly, "I heard that you are the biggest force here, what is the Temple of War? Zongmen seems to be in a certain secret place? I don't know where this secret is?"

The surviving Yuan Zun saw the situation and looked at Wang Hui subconsciously.

The middle-aged man smiled: "It seems that you are the monk in the Temple of War. So, I will give you a chance. If you don't want to surrender, it doesn't matter. I can let you leave this place, but you have to hand over this secret."

"wishful thinking."

Wang Hui snorted, "If you are a small group, if my North Xuan Xianhuang is present, give you ten courage, you dare not come here!"

"North Xuan Xianhuang?"

The middle-aged man gave a slight glimpse and his face changed. Then he sneered: "You, the North Xuan Xianhuang, will definitely be named. Even the immortals are not, and dare to call themselves the emperor? Even if he comes, I want him to beg for mercy!"

"Zhao Xiong..."

A fairy on the fairy boat couldn’t help but open the door.

"doing what?"

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at each other.

"Look at the statue, isn't it..."

The fairy pointed to the statue in front of the North Xuanxian Palace.

Everyone heard the words, Qi Qi looked at the statue, but when they saw it, they made them stunned, as if they were thundering.

Because the statue looks like it was carved from Ningqi, it has a nine-point look with Ningqi!

The middle-aged man’s face became pale and his body even shivered slightly. If there was still a sense of reason, knowing that this was just a statue, I am afraid that he has now driven the fairy boat and quickly fled the place!

"this is……"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself.

"Yes, it seems that it is exactly the same as that of the long one. Bei Xuan Xian Huang, Bei Xuan Xian Huang... We will not be... rushed to the old nest?"

Wu Yan’s eyes gradually revealed a hint of fear.

"Who is the owner of this statue!"

The middle-aged man suddenly made a big drink, pointed at the statue and asked Wang Hui and others to drink.

"Ok?"

Wang Hui’s eyes were slightly moved. She not only saw something from the look of the middle-aged, but also noticed some strange places from the expressions of the others.

"You, know the North Xuan Xianhuang?"

Wang Hui suddenly smiled.

"Fart! I don't know him at all! What North Xuan Xianhuang, I don't know who it is, since you are not willing to surrender, I will wash you here!"

The middle-aged man suddenly screamed, but his eyes were deep, but there was a hint of panic. This planet, he did not dare to stay here anyway, but he could do one thing! It is the blood that has washed this place, and it can also make a bad breath in the heart!

"Zhao Xiong, you have to be anxious. If it is really a place where Ningbei Xuan has stayed, you think about Ningbei Xuanxiao’s young age, but in a short time, you can practice to an unfathomable point. Perhaps, here and here. Some relationships, we might as well explore some..."

Wu Yan suddenly said.

The rest of the people were still immersed in fear. After hearing Wu Yan’s words, they looked at each other and then, in the eyes, there was a hint of greed and surprise!

correct!

If Ning Beixuan was originally born from this ghost field, then on this planet, it is likely to have something special to cultivate the enchanting of Ning Beixuan!

If they can find out the truth and get the benefits, there may be a chance to win the golden fairy!

The expression of the middle-aged man changed a few times and whispered: "Will he come back?"

"Change to you, will you go back to this aura?"

Wu Yan smiled.

The middle-aged people gradually settled a few points in their hearts, and then looked at Wang Hui, coldly said: "I ask you, is your North Xuan Xianhuang, is it Ning Beixuan?"

"They really know the emperor!"

Everyone's look suddenly changed.

Those Yuanzun who had surrendered, I don’t know why, and gave birth to a remorse.

"Exactly."

Wang Hui held his head and said.

"Hey! You are already dead in the fairy world, and you are still dead. You think your backing, can you come back to help you?"

When the middle-aged person sees Wang Hui’s expression, he will not fight one place.

Ning Beixuan can scare him, but what are the monks of this group of Mahayana?

"impossible!"

Wang Hui's look changed slightly.

"In the fairy world, there is nothing impossible. Ning Beixuan is dead and dead. Can he still climb out from below and appear in front of us?"

The middle-aged man snorted, and there was a glimmer of happiness in his heart. Since he was not an opponent of Ning Qi, then he would insult the group of Ningqi and be able to export bad luck.

"I am dead? Why don't I know myself?"

A faint voice rang around the middle-aged.

Seen by everyone below, there were four more figures on the fairy boat, a bald head, a woman, a monkey, and a...

"North Xuan Xianhuang?"

Everyone who has fallen into despair has suddenly shown ecstasy in his eyes.

The middle-aged man's body suddenly became stiff and he turned his head slowly. Then he took a breath of cold air. Originally, his left hand side was empty. At this moment, there was a more figure... Wu Yan and others also instantly It’s messy.