Super Dragon Slaughtering System

The twenty-sixth chapter of the thirty-seat iron dragon cannon!

There seems to be no similar bucket in the mainland of the dragon, and its material will definitely make Montelulu interesting.

Thinking of this, Ning Qi bought two simply.

His dragon-toothed coin has shrunk from 62,900 to 62,900.

When Ning Qi took out the walkie-talkie, Mondulu was a glimpse, and then he wondered: "What are the same things like these two bricks?"

Ning Qi smiled and said: "This is my refining gadget, the name is a thousand miles."

“A thousand miles of sound?”

As soon as I heard the name, Montelulu had a little bit of a clue, and the eyes suddenly glowed, as if the wolf had taken over the intercom.

Ning Qi opened the walkie-talkie and let him fly dozens of miles away.

"Hey, my predecessors, can you hear me?"

Mengdulu held the walkie-talkie and heard the sound of Ning Qi’s voice clearly coming out. He couldn’t help but be shocked: “Yes, I can hear you talking!”

Then he tried again with vindictiveness, and it was unclear what the principle was.

He immediately flew back to Ningqi and said: "An iron dragon cannon!"

His tone is very firm.

"it is good!"

What makes him happy is that Ning Qi did not bargain with him this time, and he made a decisive deal, which made him slightly improve the sense of Ning Qi.

After the transaction was successful, he looked suspiciously at Ning Qi: "Do you have similar gadgets? Take it out at once."

"Look at the predecessors, this is called 挨啪", you can see the above image, you can record it, I will show it to you..."

"A Iron Dragon Cannon!"

"Complete!"

"Predecessors look again, this is called a pistol. It is a gadget that I can refine at will. It can be used by ordinary people and can threaten the fighters."

"A iron dragon cannon."

"Complete!"

One old and one young, squatting on the top of the mountain for a long time, Ning Qi finally spread the staller, said: "Predecessors, my things have been completely replaced for you, really no."

Mengdulu, who was excited, shouted: "What? Don't lie to me! There are good things to come out quickly, I have something!"

"It's really gone."

Ning Qi sighed.

He has changed the other 30 iron dragon cannons and spent a total of 15,000 points of dragons and dragons. It is not worthwhile to change them. You must keep a little bit of dragons and dragons. The emergency will have a key role and cannot be replaced. And he has been thinking about the 'Tianya Mingyue Knife', not saving points, how to do it.

Now Ning Qi only has 4,900 points of dragons and dragons. He has asked if he can change the silver dragon cannon. If he is rejected by the other party, there is no need to waste the dragon dragon coin for the iron dragon gun.

"Well, boy, leave a contact method, we can explore the details of the refiner in the future." Montelulu really regarded Ningqi as a magical refiner.

"In this way, if the predecessors are looking for me, they will go to the Qin and Tang Dynasties."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Well, I will take a step first!"

After all, Mengdulu flew away in a hurry and flew, and he smiled and said to himself: "Hey, I can’t think of this trip, I actually met such a magical bucket, as long as I understand its refining method. Don't say thirty iron dragon guns, thirty silver dragon guns I have earned back, those old guys will see them, they will be very surprised! Hahahahaha..."

No one is a fool, Ning Qi is playing his own little ninety-nine, and Monduru has his own thoughts. In Ning Qi’s view, he made a big profit in this deal, but in the eyes of Mondulu, he is the real one. Winner!

Ning Qi refining all 30 iron dragon guns at once.

"When I met any enemies in the future, I took the lead in setting up the artillery. When they came in, I would kill one, and it would be uncomfortable."

Ning Qi Lezi was thinking about it and flew in the direction of Qingyun.

............

"According to the line report, I saw the trace of the guy in Hanshui."

"According to the line report, someone saw it appear in the southeast!"

The sword has no blood at this time with five men, standing in a dark hall of blood killing, listening to the news of one by one from the people.

The blood sects are in the major empires, and each town has a dark hall. It is spread over a wide range. There are seven or eight people in a dark hall, and one or two people in a small class. But these people are the elites who get the news. Every time they receive it. A message will be reported to the **** sect.

In addition, the people in the dark hall are also responsible for the killer, they can solve the problem, the blood will not send people again.

"Sword elders, the last news, some people saw a change in Baishanzong, Baishanzong seems to have been flooded, the entire sect is ruined, the ground is yellow mud, the people inside the sect disappeared, the slaves on the veins are It was transferred to Qingyunzong... However, Baishanzong was a few hundred miles away from Hanshui River. It didn’t rain on the same day. How could it be affected by floods? I don’t understand this matter, but I also decided to ask the elders of the sword.”

The secret owner of this place, a one-star fighting spirit, respectful half-hearted in front of the sword without blood, whispered, his mood is very excited, can see the legend of the blood-killing legend, so many secret owners, There are only a few people out there.

"White Mountain Zong? You are going to take a trip."

The sword wrinkled with no blood, facing one of the six-star fighting.

The Emperor nodded and left the dark hall and rushed to Baishanzong.

Bu Yiyi fell in the ruins of Bai Shanzong and observed it. Then he shocked himself and said: "This water actually fell from the sky. What happened in this place?"

When he thought of it, he flew to Qingyunzong and was ready to ask if those slaves had left Baishan, and they should know about it.

.........

Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing stood at the gate of the Zongmen, which had been rebuilt many times. His face showed a joyful color. Now, Yang Zhiwen has become the veritable master of Qingyunzong, Yang Jingjing is promoted to the elder, and the river lion is also given to the elders. Position, specializing in the group of miners.

This made the miners happy, indicating that Qingyun Zong really regarded them as people, and never crushed them like Bai Shanzong, when they were pigs and dogs. They work harder, or they can't rehabilitate Qingyun Zong so quickly. At this time, Qingyunzong is very prosperous.

"All this is thanks to Ning Xiong, I hope that the former teachers and brothers can hear this news and return to Qingyunzong."

Yang Zhiwen exclaimed.

Yang Jingjing’s face flashed a trace of disapproval: “Those guys, when the master is dead, they robbed things and fled, and came back to do something!”

"Sister, can't think so, the brothers and sisters are always brothers."

Yang Zhiwen advised.

At this time, the cloth iron cloth flew to the gate of Qingyun Zongshan. After seeing Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing, he fell directly. The cold voice said: "Who are you two?"