Super Dragon Slaughtering System

"Jiang Haolong is here."

A sneer flashed in Nalan Wuji's eyes.

"You still can't afford it."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Yes, Master!"

Nalan Wuji quickly stood up and walked behind Ning Qi.

He can kneel, but he is not happy to kneel in front of Jiang Haolong.

Not long after the voice fell, a figure walked in slowly, and the person who walked along and stepped in, with an extraordinary breath.

His gaze first glanced at Hou Qing, and then at Nalan Wuji. The two sides had never seen him, so they didn't recognize him, and then his gaze fell on Ning Qi.

This look made Jiang Haolong's complexion instantly froze, and his figure stopped in place. This face has often appeared in his dreams for countless years. He didn't want to one day but saw it in reality.

"Xianhuamen traitor Jiang Haolong, when he saw Master, he didn't kneel down and bow down."

Nalan Wuji said coldly.

"Yes, even if he comes back from the reincarnation, it is impossible to have the memory of the past, the previous cultivation base..."

Thinking of this, Jiang Haolong's expression gradually eased, pretending that nothing happened just now, and his eyes swept over Nalan Wuji:

"Who are you?"

"Abandoned Xianhua Clan, Nalan Wuji."

Nalan Wuji said lightly.

Jiang Haolong was startled, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he lost his voice: "You are not dead yet..."

"Dead? How dare I die without seeing the return of Master?"

Nalan Wuji sneered again and again.

Hearing his words and reminiscing about his identity, Jiang Haolong's expression became rigid again, and Yu Guang glanced at Ning Qi subconsciously.

"Master, this is indeed a master."

Hou Qing smiled and said, "Master, he has returned from the underworld."

Jiang Haolong didn't understand why Hou Qing was with the other party, or why the other party could contact Nalan Wuji, but after he gradually figured out some things, he felt confident in his heart.

Jiang Haolong looked at Ning Qi and slowly said: "You do look exactly like my Master Tu Long, the real immortal, but even if you are his reincarnation, you are not him now."

"The respected master is the respected master. With the strength of the respected master, sooner or later the memory of the original will be recovered.

Since you are here today, it saves me having to wait another time. At the beginning, you led someone to betray the Master, causing Master to fall for this reason and become a son of man. This account should be taken care of today. "

Nalan Wuji said coldly.

"Huh? I betrayed Master?

In fact, it's okay to say that, but in fact, it was the original Daoist who first approached me and asked me to vent the news.

With my cultivation base at the time, I couldn't refuse the original Daoist priest. If I refused, there would be a dead end.

What's more, even if I practiced to Hedao in Xianhuamen, I was always an outside disciple. Master Cong Weizheng saw me, but the original Dao Venerable promised to accept me as a direct disciple. He just informed me that I was you, you. What will it do? "

Jiang Haolong said lightly.

"Primitive Daoist..."

Nalan Wuji glanced at Ning Qi subconsciously, and he was really hit by his master. Among them, there was the shadow of the original Daoist...

At this moment, two figures walked in one after another.

It was a woman, a Taoist priest.

"You are here too."

Nalan Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly.

Jiang Haolong was afraid that before he came here, he had already noticed it, otherwise he wouldn't call these two juniors and sisters together.

These two people are now one of the true immortals in the world, but they are not in the eyes of Nalan Wuji, true immortals also have strengths and weaknesses, and he can easily defeat these two!

When the two saw Ning Qi, a look of horror flashed in their eyes, but when they thought that Jiang Haolong was also there, they breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a solemn look in Hou Qing's eyes, and his aunt and uncle also came, three true immortals, but on their side, there was only one true immortal.

In addition, there are still several true immortals in Kyoto. If their position is on Jiang Haolong's side, they will probably lose this time.

"Nalan Wuji, I think you used to be at the same door with me. If you leave now, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Haolong said lightly.

"You are in the same school as me? Although I was expelled from the teacher's school, I was once an inner disciple. You are only an outer school, can you compare with me?"

Nalan Wuji sneered, and slowly walked towards the three of Jiang Haolong, his aura soaring.

In an instant, his breath enveloped the entire Hou Mansion, and Jiang Haolong's eyes flashed with surprise.

"You are close..."

"Brother!"

The woman and the Taoist priest looked at Jiang Haolong, with a flash of terror in their eyes.

The other party, the other party's aura has been infinitely close to the level of the original Emperor Taihao, the true immortal Tulong, and the original Taoist priest!

They are not opponents at all!

"Master, you are really partial and give him the true inheritance, otherwise how can he reach this level!"

Jiang Haolong looked at Ning Qi, his expression turned a little distorted.

"I haven't recovered my original memory, this master, I can't deserve it."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Yes, you don't deserve to be my master, Taihaohuang, you still don't make a move at this moment!

You Taihaoguo has been hidden by a true immortal for many years, and you didn't notice it at all. It's too dereliction of duty! "

Jiang Haolong said sharply.

Suddenly, golden rain began to fall in the sky, and the people of Kyoto looked up one after another, with a look of astonishment on their faces.

If you look closely, you can see that this is not Golden Rain, but a mouthful of golden swords, densely packed and daunting.

The golden sharp sword turned into a sword formation, and a terrifying aura spread over Nalan Wuji in an instant.

Afterwards, Mr. Wenxing slowly appeared in the void with a middle-aged man. Several figures were still standing behind the middle-aged man. They all looked at Nalan Wuji with surprised eyes.

In Kyoto, when did such a real celestial power emerge, this aura is much stronger than any real celestial being present.