"King of Ninja?!"
Especially when I saw that the Shaolin Sect, Wudang Sect, and Caiyi Sect all seemed to have reached the depths of the royal tomb without any damage, I felt an uncomfortable sense of imbalance and shame.
However, the people from the Beggar Clan, Feihumen, and Lingyin Society had not realized that this was a trap. They praised the mysterious man for his knowledge of current affairs and shouted, "Rely on friends outside! If you have something to do in the future..." "Refreshingly!" they rushed towards the man dressed in golden light. The king of ninja.
"Tsk, no wonder."
Although the three sects suffered heavy losses in the early stage, after all, there are still hundreds of people, and if they are offended rashly, the royal mausoleum may become a battlefield where players kill each other.
The King of Ninja, who had been ravaged by Happiness for a while, had accumulated a lot of murderous intent and anger.
Along the way, the disciples of the three sects, who had found nothing but admiring the corpses of ninjas all over the ground, suddenly saw the golden ninja king in the passage from a distance. All the uneasiness about leaving the royal tomb completely disappeared and replaced it. The most important thing is the regret gained from this trip before leaving.
"Brother Ouyang, what's wrong with you?"
"Is this the last boss of Wang Ling?"
"I'm ashamed. The injury is too serious. I won't be able to move for a while."
"What's the meaning!"
There were at least over four hundred ninja corpses!
Judging from the name, you can tell that it must be a top-notch BOSS that can explode good things.
“…”
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
The boss of the Lingyin Society and the members of the Beggar Clan responded one after another:
"They actually wiped out all the ninjas in Wang Ling... Is this the last monster?"
"That person asked for it, and we all agreed."
Along the way, the disciples of the three sects, who had found nothing but admiring the corpses of ninjas all over the ground, suddenly saw the golden ninja king in the passage from a distance. All the uneasiness about leaving the royal tomb completely disappeared and replaced it. The most important thing is the regret gained from this trip before leaving.
"Fuck! We, the three sects, are fighting life and death. So many of our brothers have died, and we have gained nothing at all. Now that we are here to collect some, do you have any objections?!"
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
Just because the two sects didn't dare to say anything didn't mean that the people from the Caiyi Sect would turn a blind eye.
Along the way, the disciples of the three sects, who had found nothing but admiring the corpses of ninjas all over the ground, suddenly saw the golden ninja king in the passage from a distance. All the uneasiness about leaving the royal tomb completely disappeared and replaced it. The most important thing is the regret gained from this trip before leaving.
The latter watched intently and subconsciously replied:
Ouyang Qing sighed:
"Flying Tiger Gate! Lingyin Society! And friends from the Beggar Clan, what do you mean by this? Robbing monsters?"
The Wudang Sect is now considered to be on the decline. Faced with the monster grabbing behavior that the three sects seem to have agreed upon, they cannot curse out loudly;
"What's the meaning!"
Especially when I saw that the Shaolin Sect, Wudang Sect, and Caiyi Sect all seemed to have reached the depths of the royal tomb without any damage, I felt an uncomfortable sense of imbalance and shame.
As he spoke, he took the initiative to use the power of the Ninja King's blow to accelerate out of the battle circle.
"Brother Ouyang, what's wrong with you?"
Ninja King…
The two sects watched helplessly as hundreds of people rushed towards the Ninja King, their brows furrowed and they dared not speak in anger!
When they came to the back of the crowd and saw the two warring parties in the passage, the three sects became very excited while asking about the situation along the way.
“…”
Along the way!
When they came to the back of the crowd and saw the two warring parties in the passage, the three sects became very excited while asking about the situation along the way.
Judging from the name, you can tell that it must be a top-notch BOSS that can explode good things.
The same is true for Shaolin stick monks.
Especially when I saw that the Shaolin Sect, Wudang Sect, and Caiyi Sect all seemed to have reached the depths of the royal tomb without any damage, I felt an uncomfortable sense of imbalance and shame.
"Is this the last boss of Wang Ling?"
"That person asked for it, and we all agreed."
"I'm ashamed. The injury is too serious. I won't be able to move for a while."
"The King of Ninja is indeed difficult to deal with."
There were at least over four hundred ninja corpses!
The boss of the Lingyin Society came near Ouyang Qing and the two seriously injured stick monks, and asked pretending to be concerned.
Looking back at the battlefield.
The faces of the black-faced man, the boss of Lingyin Society, and several people from the Beggar Clan all changed.
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
Ninja King…
Ouyang Qing sighed:
In various side halls and small halls, it is conservatively estimated that dozens of famous artifacts were produced. Such a harvest was not shared by them, which was somewhat difficult for them to accept.
"that is!"
Several members of the Beggar Clan rushed into the battlefield and shouted greetings:
Seeing this move makes me happy.
When they came to the back of the crowd and saw the two warring parties in the passage, the three sects became very excited while asking about the situation along the way.
Ouyang Qing was stunned.
Feng Wu Caiyi shouted in a deep voice, and dozens of powerful air currents suddenly rose from Caiyi's door. The sword was unsheathed, and the passage was quickly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
Ouyang Qing sighed:
The people from the three sects exchanged a look of surprise and thought, so it turns out that the Shaolin sect and the Wudang sect were still damaged, so they did not deal with the BOSS.
Feng Wu Caiyi shouted in a deep voice, and dozens of powerful air currents suddenly rose from Caiyi's door. The sword was unsheathed, and the passage was quickly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
Judging from the name, you can tell that it must be a top-notch BOSS that can explode good things.
In various side halls and small halls, it is conservatively estimated that dozens of famous artifacts were produced. Such a harvest was not shared by them, which was somewhat difficult for them to accept.
The black-faced man from Feihumen asked the Wudang disciple next to him in a low voice.
Ninja King…
"Brother Ouyang, what's wrong with you?"
"Yeah... We've finished walking through the royal tombs and haven't done anything yet. Let's go!"
Along the way, the disciples of the three sects, who had found nothing but admiring the corpses of ninjas all over the ground, suddenly saw the golden ninja king in the passage from a distance. All the uneasiness about leaving the royal tomb completely disappeared and replaced it. The most important thing is the regret gained from this trip before leaving.
There were at least over four hundred ninja corpses!
Judging from the name, you can tell that it must be a top-notch BOSS that can explode good things.
Although the three sects suffered heavy losses in the early stage, after all, there are still hundreds of people, and if they are offended rashly, the royal mausoleum may become a battlefield where players kill each other.
"that is!"
"Without the huge sacrifices made by our three sects in the early stage, how could you have gotten here so easily? You have obtained so many famous weapons!"
"Harmony brings wealth! Everyone! Calm down your anger! Calm down your anger! In fact, everyone has seen it. King Nin, I can't take it by myself. Why don't you share it with everyone who sees it?"
"I'm ashamed. The injury is too serious. I won't be able to move for a while."
"The King of Ninja is indeed difficult to deal with."
Seeing this move makes me happy.
"Why don't you come?"
The same is true for Shaolin stick monks.
Ouyang Qing was stunned.
"Shameless!"
"Shameless!"
The two sects watched helplessly as hundreds of people rushed towards the Ninja King, their brows furrowed and they dared not speak in anger!
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
As he spoke, he took the initiative to use the power of the Ninja King's blow to accelerate out of the battle circle.
"Shameless!"
The black-faced man from Feihumen asked the Wudang disciple next to him in a low voice.
The latter watched intently and subconsciously replied:
There were at least over four hundred ninja corpses!
In various side halls and small halls, it is conservatively estimated that dozens of famous artifacts were produced. Such a harvest was not shared by them, which was somewhat difficult for them to accept.
The King of Ninja, who had been ravaged by Happiness for a while, had accumulated a lot of murderous intent and anger.
The latter watched intently and subconsciously replied:
"They actually wiped out all the ninjas in Wang Ling... Is this the last monster?"
Feng Wu Caiyi shouted in a deep voice, and dozens of powerful air currents suddenly rose from Caiyi's door. The sword was unsheathed, and the passage was quickly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
The black-faced man from Feihumen asked the Wudang disciple next to him in a low voice.
The people from the three sects exchanged a look of surprise and thought, so it turns out that the Shaolin sect and the Wudang sect were still damaged, so they did not deal with the BOSS.
The latter watched intently and subconsciously replied:
He raised his hand to stop a group of brothers and sisters from Caiyimen who were about to approach. After winking, his voice passed through his inner strength and reached the ears of everyone present clearly and loudly:
"That person asked for it, and we all agreed."
"This BOSS is so powerful that all three of our sects have suffered a lot. Only that brother is stronger and can handle it. We were also saved by him just now..."
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
but…
Several members of the Beggar Clan rushed into the battlefield and shouted greetings:
"Yeah... We've finished walking through the royal tombs and haven't done anything yet. Let's go!"
Along the way, the disciples of the three sects, who had found nothing but admiring the corpses of ninjas all over the ground, suddenly saw the golden ninja king in the passage from a distance. All the uneasiness about leaving the royal tomb completely disappeared and replaced it. The most important thing is the regret gained from this trip before leaving.
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
“…”
Especially when I saw that the Shaolin Sect, Wudang Sect, and Caiyi Sect all seemed to have reached the depths of the royal tomb without any damage, I felt an uncomfortable sense of imbalance and shame.
"They actually wiped out all the ninjas in Wang Ling... Is this the last monster?"
Just because the two sects didn't dare to say anything didn't mean that the people from the Caiyi Sect would turn a blind eye.
A group of people came all the way, and it was already extremely unbalanced. Now when they see the reaction of the group of people in Caiyimen, it is like a ignited gunpowder keg. All kinds of emotions are detonated. The smell of gunpowder is even stronger, and a chaotic war is about to break out. smell.
The faces of the black-faced man, the boss of Lingyin Society, and several people from the Beggar Clan all changed.
Feng Wu Caiyi shouted in a deep voice, and dozens of powerful air currents suddenly rose from Caiyi's door. The sword was unsheathed, and the passage was quickly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
"I'm ashamed. The injury is too serious. I won't be able to move for a while."
"The King of Ninja is indeed difficult to deal with."
It’s not bad if you lose interest after ten seconds!
"Tsk, no wonder."
The Wudang Sect is now considered to be on the decline. Faced with the monster grabbing behavior that the three sects seem to have agreed upon, they cannot curse out loudly;
"Brother Ouyang, what's wrong with you?"
“…”
Happy, who was in the middle of the battlefield, realized something was wrong...
The boss of the Lingyin Society came near Ouyang Qing and the two seriously injured stick monks, and asked pretending to be concerned.
"Why don't you come?"
"That person asked for it, and we all agreed."
"King Ninja, I didn't say it must be yours! I have an opinion!"
On the opposite side, Yitong's body was again covered with dark body armor, and his arms firmly grasped the metal handle of the purple-red giant axe.
The boss of the Lingyin Society came near Ouyang Qing and the two seriously injured stick monks, and asked pretending to be concerned.
The two sects watched helplessly as hundreds of people rushed towards the Ninja King, their brows furrowed and they dared not speak in anger!
Ouyang Qing had no doubt that he had it, and replied with a wry smile:
Caiyimen's actions immediately angered a group of people from the three sects.
The two sects watched helplessly as hundreds of people rushed towards the Ninja King, their brows furrowed and they dared not speak in anger!
"I'm ashamed. The injury is too serious. I won't be able to move for a while."
There were at least over four hundred ninja corpses!
"Harmony brings wealth! Everyone! Calm down your anger! Calm down your anger! In fact, everyone has seen it. King Nin, I can't take it by myself. Why don't you share it with everyone who sees it?"
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
The Wudang Sect is now considered to be on the decline. Faced with the monster grabbing behavior that the three sects seem to have agreed upon, they cannot curse out loudly;
As he spoke, he took the initiative to use the power of the Ninja King's blow to accelerate out of the battle circle.
"Tsk, no wonder."
Especially after knowing the true identity of the mysterious man, seeing people from the three sects shamelessly barging into the happy battlefield, they all cursed with righteous indignation.
"Without the huge sacrifices made by our three sects in the early stage, how could you have gotten here so easily? You have obtained so many famous weapons!"
Along the way, the disciples of the three sects, who had found nothing but admiring the corpses of ninjas all over the ground, suddenly saw the golden ninja king in the passage from a distance. All the uneasiness about leaving the royal tomb completely disappeared and replaced it. The most important thing is the regret gained from this trip before leaving.
"Yeah... We've finished walking through the royal tombs and haven't done anything yet. Let's go!"
"Yeah... We've finished walking through the royal tombs and haven't done anything yet. Let's go!"
"how?!"
Lingyinhui boss, if you have any pointers.
In various side halls and small halls, it is conservatively estimated that dozens of famous artifacts were produced. Such a harvest was not shared by them, which was somewhat difficult for them to accept.
The people from the three sects exchanged a look of surprise and thought, so it turns out that the Shaolin sect and the Wudang sect were still damaged, so they did not deal with the BOSS.
"Is this the last boss of Wang Ling?"
He raised his hand to stop a group of brothers and sisters from Caiyimen who were about to approach. After winking, his voice passed through his inner strength and reached the ears of everyone present clearly and loudly:
The mysterious man's attack fell on the Ninja King, who didn't even sway at all. This was obviously a sign that the attack was ineffective and the damage was low. Instead, he had to rely on body protection to resist the Ninja King's attack. If he continues to be entangled like this, when will he be able to fight back? Is it a head
Seeing this move makes me happy.
"how?!"
"How about! How about some of us go up and help? After resting for too long, our bones are itching!" The black-faced man suddenly suggested.
Lingyinhui boss, if you have any pointers.
"Harmony brings wealth! Everyone! Calm down your anger! Calm down your anger! In fact, everyone has seen it. King Nin, I can't take it by myself. Why don't you share it with everyone who sees it?"
"No, why is he the only one up there? No one from the Caiyi Sect is here either?" The black-faced man looked around and found that the Caiyi Sect's group of people were still quite well preserved, and their remaining strength should be the strongest among the seven sects. Strong.
They also just remembered that when people from the three sects came over, Kaixin seemed to start to reserve his words and behaved very normally, giving people the illusion that they could not deal with the King of Ninja, but the King of Ninja was also mediocre.
"King of Ninja?!"
"King of Ninja?!"
"This BOSS is so powerful that all three of our sects have suffered a lot. Only that brother is stronger and can handle it. We were also saved by him just now..."
Looking back at the battlefield.
"Is this the last boss of Wang Ling?"
The boss of the Lingyin Society came near Ouyang Qing and the two seriously injured stick monks, and asked pretending to be concerned.
"I'm ashamed. The injury is too serious. I won't be able to move for a while."
"King Ninja, I didn't say it must be yours! I have an opinion!"
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
A group of people were stunned.
A group of people were stunned.
He raised his hand to stop a group of brothers and sisters from Caiyimen who were about to approach. After winking, his voice passed through his inner strength and reached the ears of everyone present clearly and loudly:
A group of people were stunned.
Especially when I saw that the Shaolin Sect, Wudang Sect, and Caiyi Sect all seemed to have reached the depths of the royal tomb without any damage, I felt an uncomfortable sense of imbalance and shame.
Looking back at the battlefield.
The faces of the black-faced man, the boss of Lingyin Society, and several people from the Beggar Clan all changed.
The mysterious man's attack fell on the Ninja King, who didn't even sway at all. This was obviously a sign that the attack was ineffective and the damage was low. Instead, he had to rely on body protection to resist the Ninja King's attack. If he continues to be entangled like this, when will he be able to fight back? Is it a head
Just because the two sects didn't dare to say anything didn't mean that the people from the Caiyi Sect would turn a blind eye.
A group of people were stunned.
Looking back at the battlefield.
"Fuck! We, the three sects, are fighting life and death. So many of our brothers have died, and we have gained nothing at all. Now that we are here to collect some, do you have any objections?!"
It’s not bad if you lose interest after ten seconds!
Ouyang Qing sighed:
The boss of the Lingyin Society and the members of the Beggar Clan responded one after another:
"that is!"
"Brother, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive, so we might as well do it together! For the sake of fairness, everything will be divided equally."
Ouyang Qing had no doubt that he had it, and replied with a wry smile:
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
He raised his hand to stop a group of brothers and sisters from Caiyimen who were about to approach. After winking, his voice passed through his inner strength and reached the ears of everyone present clearly and loudly:
The mysterious man's attack fell on the Ninja King, who didn't even sway at all. This was obviously a sign that the attack was ineffective and the damage was low. Instead, he had to rely on body protection to resist the Ninja King's attack. If he continues to be entangled like this, when will he be able to fight back? Is it a head
Happy, who was in the middle of the battlefield, realized something was wrong...
"Why don't you come?"
"That person asked for it, and we all agreed."
"Harmony brings wealth! Everyone! Calm down your anger! Calm down your anger! In fact, everyone has seen it. King Nin, I can't take it by myself. Why don't you share it with everyone who sees it?"
Along the way!
"Yeah... We've finished walking through the royal tombs and haven't done anything yet. Let's go!"
"That person asked for it, and we all agreed."
"It seems like he can't take it off either."
They also just remembered that when people from the three sects came over, Kaixin seemed to start to reserve his words and behaved very normally, giving people the illusion that they could not deal with the King of Ninja, but the King of Ninja was also mediocre.
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
Lingyinhui boss, if you have any pointers.
but…
A group of people came all the way, and it was already extremely unbalanced. Now when they see the reaction of the group of people in Caiyimen, it is like a ignited gunpowder keg. All kinds of emotions are detonated. The smell of gunpowder is even stronger, and a chaotic war is about to break out. smell.
Especially when I saw that the Shaolin Sect, Wudang Sect, and Caiyi Sect all seemed to have reached the depths of the royal tomb without any damage, I felt an uncomfortable sense of imbalance and shame.
Ouyang Qing sighed:
The boss of the Lingyin Society came near Ouyang Qing and the two seriously injured stick monks, and asked pretending to be concerned.
He raised his hand to stop a group of brothers and sisters from Caiyimen who were about to approach. After winking, his voice passed through his inner strength and reached the ears of everyone present clearly and loudly:
Looking back at the battlefield.
"The King of Ninja is indeed difficult to deal with."
"That person asked for it, and we all agreed."
"How about! How about some of us go up and help? After resting for too long, our bones are itching!" The black-faced man suddenly suggested.
"Flying Tiger Gate! Lingyin Society! And friends from the Beggar Clan, what do you mean by this? Robbing monsters?"
It’s not bad if you lose interest after ten seconds!
The King of Ninja, who had been ravaged by Happiness for a while, had accumulated a lot of murderous intent and anger.
"Without the huge sacrifices made by our three sects in the early stage, how could you have gotten here so easily? You have obtained so many famous weapons!"
At this time!
"How about! How about some of us go up and help? After resting for too long, our bones are itching!" The black-faced man suddenly suggested.
On the opposite side, Yitong's body was again covered with dark body armor, and his arms firmly grasped the metal handle of the purple-red giant axe.
Feng Wu Caiyi shouted in a deep voice, and dozens of powerful air currents suddenly rose from Caiyi's door. The sword was unsheathed, and the passage was quickly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
Ouyang Qing was stunned.
"Flying Tiger Gate! Lingyin Society! And friends from the Beggar Clan, what do you mean by this? Robbing monsters?"
The boss of the Lingyin Society and the members of the Beggar Clan responded one after another:
Along the way!
The boss of the Lingyin Society and the members of the Beggar Clan responded one after another:
Especially after knowing the true identity of the mysterious man, seeing people from the three sects shamelessly barging into the happy battlefield, they all cursed with righteous indignation.
Caiyimen's actions immediately angered a group of people from the three sects.
Lingyinhui boss, if you have any pointers.
"How about! How about some of us go up and help? After resting for too long, our bones are itching!" The black-faced man suddenly suggested.
The faces of the black-faced man, the boss of Lingyin Society, and several people from the Beggar Clan all changed.
Ouyang Qing had no doubt that he had it, and replied with a wry smile:
"King of Ninja?!"
Feng Wu Caiyi shouted in a deep voice, and dozens of powerful air currents suddenly rose from Caiyi's door. The sword was unsheathed, and the passage was quickly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
"Yeah... We've finished walking through the royal tombs and haven't done anything yet. Let's go!"
A group of people came all the way, and it was already extremely unbalanced. Now when they see the reaction of the group of people in Caiyimen, it is like a ignited gunpowder keg. All kinds of emotions are detonated. The smell of gunpowder is even stronger, and a chaotic war is about to break out. smell.
The black-faced man from Feihumen asked the Wudang disciple next to him in a low voice.
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
"Brother Ouyang, what's wrong with you?"
Although the three sects suffered heavy losses in the early stage, after all, there are still hundreds of people, and if they are offended rashly, the royal mausoleum may become a battlefield where players kill each other.
Along the way, the disciples of the three sects, who had found nothing but admiring the corpses of ninjas all over the ground, suddenly saw the golden ninja king in the passage from a distance. All the uneasiness about leaving the royal tomb completely disappeared and replaced it. The most important thing is the regret gained from this trip before leaving.
"How about! How about some of us go up and help? After resting for too long, our bones are itching!" The black-faced man suddenly suggested.
Happy, who was in the middle of the battlefield, realized something was wrong...
Several members of the Beggar Clan rushed into the battlefield and shouted greetings:
The entrance of the three major sects immediately made the passage crowded. The disciples of the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect were stunned at the sight. Only then did they realize that they were simply coveting the King of Ninja and were here to attack the BOSS!
"Flying Tiger Gate! Lingyin Society! And friends from the Beggar Clan, what do you mean by this? Robbing monsters?"
"Let's do it, brothers, take action!"
Judging from the name, you can tell that it must be a top-notch BOSS that can explode good things.
"Brother, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive, so we might as well do it together! For the sake of fairness, everything will be divided equally."
"The King of Ninja is indeed difficult to deal with."
"Let's do it, brothers, take action!"
As he spoke, he took the initiative to use the power of the Ninja King's blow to accelerate out of the battle circle.
"They actually wiped out all the ninjas in Wang Ling... Is this the last monster?"
"Let's do it, brothers, take action!"
The two sects watched helplessly as hundreds of people rushed towards the Ninja King, their brows furrowed and they dared not speak in anger!
Looking back at the battlefield.
but…
When they came to the back of the crowd and saw the two warring parties in the passage, the three sects became very excited while asking about the situation along the way.
The entrance of the three major sects immediately made the passage crowded. The disciples of the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect were stunned at the sight. Only then did they realize that they were simply coveting the King of Ninja and were here to attack the BOSS!
"Why don't you come?"
The Wudang Sect is now considered to be on the decline. Faced with the monster grabbing behavior that the three sects seem to have agreed upon, they cannot curse out loudly;
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
Along the way!
At this time!
"Shameless!"
"The King of Ninja is indeed difficult to deal with."
"Flying Tiger Gate! Lingyin Society! And friends from the Beggar Clan, what do you mean by this? Robbing monsters?"
Now that Happy has retreated, a large group of players rushed towards them, with a flash of sarcasm in their eyes, and their boxing skills suddenly became useful!
but…
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
"Brother, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive, so we might as well do it together! For the sake of fairness, everything will be divided equally."
Seeing this move makes me happy.
Lingyinhui boss, if you have any pointers.
The boss of the Lingyin Society came near Ouyang Qing and the two seriously injured stick monks, and asked pretending to be concerned.
The Wudang Sect is now considered to be on the decline. Faced with the monster grabbing behavior that the three sects seem to have agreed upon, they cannot curse out loudly;
Ouyang Qing sighed:
Especially when I saw that the Shaolin Sect, Wudang Sect, and Caiyi Sect all seemed to have reached the depths of the royal tomb without any damage, I felt an uncomfortable sense of imbalance and shame.
The people from the three sects exchanged a look of surprise and thought, so it turns out that the Shaolin sect and the Wudang sect were still damaged, so they did not deal with the BOSS.
Lingyinhui boss, if you have any pointers.
The Wudang Sect is now considered to be on the decline. Faced with the monster grabbing behavior that the three sects seem to have agreed upon, they cannot curse out loudly;
The boss of the Lingyin Society and the members of the Beggar Clan responded one after another:
"I'm ashamed. The injury is too serious. I won't be able to move for a while."
“…”
The same is true for Shaolin stick monks.
He raised his hand to stop a group of brothers and sisters from Caiyimen who were about to approach. After winking, his voice passed through his inner strength and reached the ears of everyone present clearly and loudly:
"Fuck! We, the three sects, are fighting life and death. So many of our brothers have died, and we have gained nothing at all. Now that we are here to collect some, do you have any objections?!"
"Harmony brings wealth! Everyone! Calm down your anger! Calm down your anger! In fact, everyone has seen it. King Nin, I can't take it by myself. Why don't you share it with everyone who sees it?"
The latter watched intently and subconsciously replied:
Although the three sects suffered heavy losses in the early stage, after all, there are still hundreds of people, and if they are offended rashly, the royal mausoleum may become a battlefield where players kill each other.
Several members of the Beggar Clan rushed into the battlefield and shouted greetings:
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
"Is this the last boss of Wang Ling?"
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
"It seems like he can't take it off either."
The two sects watched helplessly as hundreds of people rushed towards the Ninja King, their brows furrowed and they dared not speak in anger!
The people from the three sects exchanged a look of surprise and thought, so it turns out that the Shaolin sect and the Wudang sect were still damaged, so they did not deal with the BOSS.
"King of Ninja?!"
"No, why is he the only one up there? No one from the Caiyi Sect is here either?" The black-faced man looked around and found that the Caiyi Sect's group of people were still quite well preserved, and their remaining strength should be the strongest among the seven sects. Strong.
"This BOSS is so powerful that all three of our sects have suffered a lot. Only that brother is stronger and can handle it. We were also saved by him just now..."
"Is this the last boss of Wang Ling?"
"What's the meaning!"
"King Ninja, I didn't say it must be yours! I have an opinion!"
Seeing this move makes me happy.
Just because the two sects didn't dare to say anything didn't mean that the people from the Caiyi Sect would turn a blind eye.
The boss of the Lingyin Society came near Ouyang Qing and the two seriously injured stick monks, and asked pretending to be concerned.
Although the three sects suffered heavy losses in the early stage, after all, there are still hundreds of people, and if they are offended rashly, the royal mausoleum may become a battlefield where players kill each other.
"how?!"
The mysterious man's attack fell on the Ninja King, who didn't even sway at all. This was obviously a sign that the attack was ineffective and the damage was low. Instead, he had to rely on body protection to resist the Ninja King's attack. If he continues to be entangled like this, when will he be able to fight back? Is it a head
Ouyang Qing was stunned.
The boss of the Lingyin Society and the members of the Beggar Clan responded one after another:
Especially after knowing the true identity of the mysterious man, seeing people from the three sects shamelessly barging into the happy battlefield, they all cursed with righteous indignation.
Caiyimen's actions immediately angered a group of people from the three sects.
The boss of the Lingyin Society and the members of the Beggar Clan responded one after another:
"Brother Ouyang, what's wrong with you?"
Ouyang Qing sighed:
"This BOSS is so powerful that all three of our sects have suffered a lot. Only that brother is stronger and can handle it. We were also saved by him just now..."
"Flying Tiger Gate! Lingyin Society! And friends from the Beggar Clan, what do you mean by this? Robbing monsters?"
When they came to the back of the crowd and saw the two warring parties in the passage, the three sects became very excited while asking about the situation along the way.
but…
A group of people came all the way, and it was already extremely unbalanced. Now when they see the reaction of the group of people in Caiyimen, it is like a ignited gunpowder keg. All kinds of emotions are detonated. The smell of gunpowder is even stronger, and a chaotic war is about to break out. smell.
“…”
"I'm ashamed. The injury is too serious. I won't be able to move for a while."
"Let's do it, brothers, take action!"
Feng Wu Caiyi shouted in a deep voice, and dozens of powerful air currents suddenly rose from Caiyi's door. The sword was unsheathed, and the passage was quickly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
In various side halls and small halls, it is conservatively estimated that dozens of famous artifacts were produced. Such a harvest was not shared by them, which was somewhat difficult for them to accept.
"This BOSS is so powerful that all three of our sects have suffered a lot. Only that brother is stronger and can handle it. We were also saved by him just now..."
"You are making enough money, but what about us? You don't even have to drink soup, and now you want to exclude us?!"
"Brother, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive, so we might as well do it together! For the sake of fairness, everything will be divided equally."
Ouyang Qing was stunned.
It’s not bad if you lose interest after ten seconds!
but…
On the opposite side, Yitong's body was again covered with dark body armor, and his arms firmly grasped the metal handle of the purple-red giant axe.
Although the three sects suffered heavy losses in the early stage, after all, there are still hundreds of people, and if they are offended rashly, the royal mausoleum may become a battlefield where players kill each other.
Now that Happy has retreated, a large group of players rushed towards them, with a flash of sarcasm in their eyes, and their boxing skills suddenly became useful!
However, the people from the Beggar Clan, Feihumen, and Lingyin Society had not realized that this was a trap. They praised the mysterious man for his knowledge of current affairs and shouted, "Rely on friends outside! If you have something to do in the future..." "Refreshingly!" they rushed towards the man dressed in golden light. The king of ninja.
Especially after knowing the true identity of the mysterious man, seeing people from the three sects shamelessly barging into the happy battlefield, they all cursed with righteous indignation.
Looking back at the battlefield.
There were at least over four hundred ninja corpses!
The latter watched intently and subconsciously replied:
Judging from the name, you can tell that it must be a top-notch BOSS that can explode good things.
Caiyimen's actions immediately angered a group of people from the three sects.
When they came to the back of the crowd and saw the two warring parties in the passage, the three sects became very excited while asking about the situation along the way.
The black-faced man from Feihumen asked the Wudang disciple next to him in a low voice.
"Is this the last boss of Wang Ling?"
It’s not bad if you lose interest after ten seconds!
"Without the huge sacrifices made by our three sects in the early stage, how could you have gotten here so easily? You have obtained so many famous weapons!"
"Is this the last boss of Wang Ling?"
The faces of the black-faced man, the boss of Lingyin Society, and several people from the Beggar Clan all changed.
A group of people came all the way, and it was already extremely unbalanced. Now when they see the reaction of the group of people in Caiyimen, it is like a ignited gunpowder keg. All kinds of emotions are detonated. The smell of gunpowder is even stronger, and a chaotic war is about to break out. smell.
"how?!"
There were at least over four hundred ninja corpses!
"Let's do it, brothers, take action!"
"how?!"
At this time!
Happy, who was in the middle of the battlefield, realized something was wrong...
The boss of the Lingyin Society and the members of the Beggar Clan responded one after another:
"King Ninja, I didn't say it must be yours! I have an opinion!"
"how?!"
The entrance of the three major sects immediately made the passage crowded. The disciples of the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect were stunned at the sight. Only then did they realize that they were simply coveting the King of Ninja and were here to attack the BOSS!
On the opposite side, Yitong's body was again covered with dark body armor, and his arms firmly grasped the metal handle of the purple-red giant axe.
"that is!"
"What's the meaning!"
Ouyang Qing was stunned.
Feng Wu Caiyi shouted in a deep voice, and dozens of powerful air currents suddenly rose from Caiyi's door. The sword was unsheathed, and the passage was quickly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
"Let's do it, brothers, take action!"
"Without the huge sacrifices made by our three sects in the early stage, how could you have gotten here so easily? You have obtained so many famous weapons!"
The boss of the Lingyin Society came near Ouyang Qing and the two seriously injured stick monks, and asked pretending to be concerned.
Now that Happy has retreated, a large group of players rushed towards them, with a flash of sarcasm in their eyes, and their boxing skills suddenly became useful!
The King of Ninja, who had been ravaged by Happiness for a while, had accumulated a lot of murderous intent and anger.
"King of Ninja?!"
"Fuck! We, the three sects, are fighting life and death. So many of our brothers have died, and we have gained nothing at all. Now that we are here to collect some, do you have any objections?!"
The people from the three sects exchanged a look of surprise and thought, so it turns out that the Shaolin sect and the Wudang sect were still damaged, so they did not deal with the BOSS.
Along the way!
"Fuck! We, the three sects, are fighting life and death. So many of our brothers have died, and we have gained nothing at all. Now that we are here to collect some, do you have any objections?!"
The boss of the Lingyin Society came near Ouyang Qing and the two seriously injured stick monks, and asked pretending to be concerned.
The King of Ninja, who had been ravaged by Happiness for a while, had accumulated a lot of murderous intent and anger.
"The King of Ninja is indeed difficult to deal with."
Ninja King…
"King Ninja, I didn't say it must be yours! I have an opinion!"
"Yeah... We've finished walking through the royal tombs and haven't done anything yet. Let's go!"
"You are making enough money, but what about us? You don't even have to drink soup, and now you want to exclude us?!"
Seeing this move makes me happy.
Lingyinhui boss, if you have any pointers.
"You are making enough money, but what about us? You don't even have to drink soup, and now you want to exclude us?!"
"that is!"
A group of people came all the way, and it was already extremely unbalanced. Now when they see the reaction of the group of people in Caiyimen, it is like a ignited gunpowder keg. All kinds of emotions are detonated. The smell of gunpowder is even stronger, and a chaotic war is about to break out. smell.
Looking back at the battlefield.
The Wudang Sect is now considered to be on the decline. Faced with the monster grabbing behavior that the three sects seem to have agreed upon, they cannot curse out loudly;
The two sects watched helplessly as hundreds of people rushed towards the Ninja King, their brows furrowed and they dared not speak in anger!
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
At this time!
However, the people from the Beggar Clan, Feihumen, and Lingyin Society had not realized that this was a trap. They praised the mysterious man for his knowledge of current affairs and shouted, "Rely on friends outside! If you have something to do in the future..." "Refreshingly!" they rushed towards the man dressed in golden light. The king of ninja.
When they came to the back of the crowd and saw the two warring parties in the passage, the three sects became very excited while asking about the situation along the way.
Now that Happy has retreated, a large group of players rushed towards them, with a flash of sarcasm in their eyes, and their boxing skills suddenly became useful!
A group of people were stunned.
A group of people were stunned.
Now that Happy has retreated, a large group of players rushed towards them, with a flash of sarcasm in their eyes, and their boxing skills suddenly became useful!
"how?!"
Happy, who was in the middle of the battlefield, realized something was wrong...
The latter watched intently and subconsciously replied:
"Flying Tiger Gate! Lingyin Society! And friends from the Beggar Clan, what do you mean by this? Robbing monsters?"
The black-faced man from Feihumen asked the Wudang disciple next to him in a low voice.
The same is true for Shaolin stick monks.
Several members of the Beggar Clan rushed into the battlefield and shouted greetings:
The two sects watched helplessly as hundreds of people rushed towards the Ninja King, their brows furrowed and they dared not speak in anger!
He raised his hand to stop a group of brothers and sisters from Caiyimen who were about to approach. After winking, his voice passed through his inner strength and reached the ears of everyone present clearly and loudly:
"Brother, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive, so we might as well do it together! For the sake of fairness, everything will be divided equally."
"Is this the last boss of Wang Ling?"
He raised his hand to stop a group of brothers and sisters from Caiyimen who were about to approach. After winking, his voice passed through his inner strength and reached the ears of everyone present clearly and loudly:
"Harmony brings wealth! Everyone! Calm down your anger! Calm down your anger! In fact, everyone has seen it. King Nin, I can't take it by myself. Why don't you share it with everyone who sees it?"
Ouyang Qing was stunned.
The two sects watched helplessly as hundreds of people rushed towards the Ninja King, their brows furrowed and they dared not speak in anger!
As he spoke, he took the initiative to use the power of the Ninja King's blow to accelerate out of the battle circle.
"Brother, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive, so we might as well do it together! For the sake of fairness, everything will be divided equally."
"Brother, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive, so we might as well do it together! For the sake of fairness, everything will be divided equally."
Seeing this move makes me happy.
"No, why is he the only one up there? No one from the Caiyi Sect is here either?" The black-faced man looked around and found that the Caiyi Sect's group of people were still quite well preserved, and their remaining strength should be the strongest among the seven sects. Strong.
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
"No, why is he the only one up there? No one from the Caiyi Sect is here either?" The black-faced man looked around and found that the Caiyi Sect's group of people were still quite well preserved, and their remaining strength should be the strongest among the seven sects. Strong.
Happy, who was in the middle of the battlefield, realized something was wrong...
A group of people were stunned.
"How about! How about some of us go up and help? After resting for too long, our bones are itching!" The black-faced man suddenly suggested.
"Brother Ouyang, what's wrong with you?"
The eyes of the people from the Disgraceful Clothing Sect lit up, and the people from the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Sect quickly understood. They secretly said "No," and the group of people quickly retreated.
However, the people from the Beggar Clan, Feihumen, and Lingyin Society had not realized that this was a trap. They praised the mysterious man for his knowledge of current affairs and shouted, "Rely on friends outside! If you have something to do in the future..." "Refreshingly!" they rushed towards the man dressed in golden light. The king of ninja.
"Yeah... We've finished walking through the royal tombs and haven't done anything yet. Let's go!"
Before Ouyang Qing and others could stop him, a group of people had already swept out of the crowd and entered the battlefield!
Caiyimen's actions immediately angered a group of people from the three sects.
Now that Happy has retreated, a large group of players rushed towards them, with a flash of sarcasm in their eyes, and their boxing skills suddenly became useful!
"You are making enough money, but what about us? You don't even have to drink soup, and now you want to exclude us?!"
They also just remembered that when people from the three sects came over, Kaixin seemed to start to reserve his words and behaved very normally, giving people the illusion that they could not deal with the King of Ninja, but the King of Ninja was also mediocre.
"Flying Tiger Gate! Lingyin Society! And friends from the Beggar Clan, what do you mean by this? Robbing monsters?"
Along the way, the disciples of the three sects, who had found nothing but admiring the corpses of ninjas all over the ground, suddenly saw the golden ninja king in the passage from a distance. All the uneasiness about leaving the royal tomb completely disappeared and replaced it. The most important thing is the regret gained from this trip before leaving.
Especially after knowing the true identity of the mysterious man, seeing people from the three sects shamelessly barging into the happy battlefield, they all cursed with righteous indignation.
"You are making enough money, but what about us? You don't even have to drink soup, and now you want to exclude us?!"
A group of people were stunned.
A group of people came all the way, and it was already extremely unbalanced. Now when they see the reaction of the group of people in Caiyimen, it is like a ignited gunpowder keg. All kinds of emotions are detonated. The smell of gunpowder is even stronger, and a chaotic war is about to break out. smell.
However, the people from the Beggar Clan, Feihumen, and Lingyin Society had not realized that this was a trap. They praised the mysterious man for his knowledge of current affairs and shouted, "Rely on friends outside! If you have something to do in the future..." "Refreshingly!" they rushed towards the man dressed in golden light. The king of ninja.
The boss of the Lingyin Society and the members of the Beggar Clan responded one after another:
"No, why is he the only one up there? No one from the Caiyi Sect is here either?" The black-faced man looked around and found that the Caiyi Sect's group of people were still quite well preserved, and their remaining strength should be the strongest among the seven sects. Strong.
"King of Ninja?!"
"Why don't you come?"
The King of Ninja, who had been ravaged by Happiness for a while, had accumulated a lot of murderous intent and anger.
but…
"Let's do it, brothers, take action!"
"Flying Tiger Gate! Lingyin Society! And friends from the Beggar Clan, what do you mean by this? Robbing monsters?"
When they came to the back of the crowd and saw the two warring parties in the passage, the three sects became very excited while asking about the situation along the way.
In various side halls and small halls, it is conservatively estimated that dozens of famous artifacts were produced. Such a harvest was not shared by them, which was somewhat difficult for them to accept.
The King of Ninja, who had been ravaged by Happiness for a while, had accumulated a lot of murderous intent and anger.
"how?!"
"No, why is he the only one up there? No one from the Caiyi Sect is here either?" The black-faced man looked around and found that the Caiyi Sect's group of people were still quite well preserved, and their remaining strength should be the strongest among the seven sects. Strong.
Now that Happy has retreated, a large group of players rushed towards them, with a flash of sarcasm in their eyes, and their boxing skills suddenly became useful!
However, the people from the Beggar Clan, Feihumen, and Lingyin Society had not realized that this was a trap. They praised the mysterious man for his knowledge of current affairs and shouted, "Rely on friends outside! If you have something to do in the future..." "Refreshingly!" they rushed towards the man dressed in golden light. The king of ninja.
Looking back at the battlefield.
It’s not bad if you lose interest after ten seconds!
Especially after knowing the true identity of the mysterious man, seeing people from the three sects shamelessly barging into the happy battlefield, they all cursed with righteous indignation.
"How about! How about some of us go up and help? After resting for too long, our bones are itching!" The black-faced man suddenly suggested.
There were at least over four hundred ninja corpses!
They also just remembered that when people from the three sects came over, Kaixin seemed to start to reserve his words and behaved very normally, giving people the illusion that they could not deal with the King of Ninja, but the King of Ninja was also mediocre.
"What's the meaning!"