The first thousand one hundred and eighty-fifth chapters of his descendants
Ning Qi did not answer Li Xiangqi's question, but walked to the hundreds of bowing people on both sides with the heart of the God of Death, looking at their expressions. These guys were lifelike, just like they were still alive. In fact, they did not have any breath of life on their bodies. They were already dead, but only a body was left.
Li Xiangqi didn't know what Ning Qi was going to do, so he had to follow Ning Qi tightly and look at the group of bowing people with vigilance.
Although they have been dead for a long time, the faint pressure on their bodies still makes Li Xiangqi feel palpitations!
"The Heart of the Falling God..."
Ning Qi frowned slightly, and finally, his eyes fell on the three immortal corpses. The big hole in the body, heart and mouth of the immortal corpse in the middle made a light of inspiration flash in Ning Qi's mind.
"This thing is not the heart of this immortal clan, right?"
This idea just came to my mind, and Ning Qi's heart started to beating. If he guessed correctly, the thing in his hand might be the heart of a real immortal!
"If I swallowed it..."
Ning Qi smiled bitterly and shook his head. The system would not let him swallow the task items. If this thing is really the heart of the immortal clan, Ning Qi will definitely greatly improve his cultivation after swallowing it.
Watching Ning Qi walk towards the corpse of the immortal clan in the middle, Li Xiangqi did not follow this time, but stood there, with a hint of horror flashing in his eyes.
He really didn't dare to get close to those three big guys.
Ning Qi looked up at the immortal clan. He looked exactly the same as the human clan. There was no other difference except for this huge body. His eyes were closed, and the big black hole in his chest seemed to be a giant beast with its mouth wide open, staring at Ning Qihu.
"If this heart of the fallen god is put in, will this immortal clan survive? If he survives..."
A hint of hesitation flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. This was a forced task of the system. Unless he would rather have a cultivation level fall to a large level, and he would never be able to get out of the ancient forbidden area. Otherwise, he would have to complete this task.
Thinking of this, Ning Qi sighed, like a monkey, climbing up the corpse of the immortal clan flexibly. When Li Xiangqi saw this scene, his eyes showed horror. He never expected that Ning Qi would be so bold. He knew that the other party was not really dead and was absorbing the essence of the Lilong Great Sage and the others just now. How dare he 'disturb' the other party?
If the other party is awakened, wouldn’t I have to be buried with me?
"Brother Beixuan, what are you going to do! Come down quickly!"
Li Xiangqi spread his voice to Ning Qi.
Ning Qi ignored it and crawled to the chest of the immortal corpse in a few seconds. Looking up, Ning Qi could see the light golden bones, meridians, flesh and blood inside, but the only thing that was not there was blood!
"If this is the place you should stay, go."
Ning Qi looked at the heart of the God of Death in his hand and threw it gently. He saw that the heart of the God of Death seemed to be supported by an invisible force and was suspended in the air.
Tens of thousands of green lights surged out of the heart of the god of the Death. In almost the blink of an eye, Ning Qi was covered by the green light. He was afraid that the green light would be strange, so he returned to the ground on the same path and walked to Li Xiangqi. The two of them stared at the green light in the body and heart of the immortal corpse.
Dong!
Dong!
A roar that made the earth start to shake sounded in this world, and the chest of the immortal corpse began to rise and fall rhythmically!
"Heartbeat!"
Li Xiangqi said in horror: "I heard the sound of my heartbeat! He is going to live! Brother Beixuan, what did you do just now!"
"Do you really want to live?"
A trace of solemnity flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. At this time, the faces of the two changed again, and there was a figure not far away in front of them.
"It's that guy!"
The two of them changed their faces one after another.
This figure is the guy they glanced at them in a striking glance when they saw the ancient city!
In the ancient city, besides the two of them, there is indeed one person there!
"Who are you?"
Ning Qi hesitated for a moment and asked.
Li Xiangqi quickly pulled Ning Qi's arm, shook his head constantly, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.
The figure slowly turned around. After the two saw his appearance, even Ning Qi took several steps back in shock. Li Xiangqi even knelt down with a thud.
"Senior, please spare me!"
The face of this figure was exactly the same as that of the immortal leader in the center! Needless to say, Li Xiangqi knew that he was definitely that existence!
A terrifying existence that can enslave hundreds of Dharma-Essence cultivators! It is likely that it is a terrifying existence that the Lord of the Ancient Forbidden Land!
"Thank you for finding my heart for me."
He looked at Ning Qi and his mouth raised slightly.
"Senior, are you an immortal clan?"
Ning Qi hurriedly bowed.
"Immortals? How do you know my origin?"
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he flashed and appeared in front of Ning Qi. Ning Qi had no cultivation and could not resist at all, so he put his hands on his shoulder.
After a while, a strange look appeared in his eyes. He looked at Ning Qi and said lightly: "So you are the descendant of 'his'!"
Li Xiangqi's face showed a blank look. He could not hear what the two were saying at all. Even his mouth shape gradually became blurred in his eyes.
Li Xiangqi already knew in his heart that there was something he didn't want to know about this existence to Ning Qi!
"What is the origin of Brother Beixuan? What is the thing in his hand just now? What is his connection with this place!"
Li Xiangqi is not a fool. From these clues, he can already see a lot of information. The more he thinks about it, the more terrified his heart becomes!
"His descendants?"
Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly. Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, he continued to smile and said, "Since you and I are of the same clan, it would be even better. Although your cultivation is very weak, as long as my body recovers its vitality, I will cultivate you well. In this world, there will probably only be two immortal tribes left."
"Two immortals?"
A trace of shock flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, and then he whispered: "Senior, aren't there two immortals sitting beside you?"
"When the enemy attacked, the immortal heart was too late to escape. It was already destroyed and completely dead. No one in this world can resurrect them."
He said lightly, for some reason, Ning Qi felt a trace of disdain in his tone.
"Senior, what is the origin of the enemy attacked? How strong is he...?"
Ning Qi asked the question he wanted to know the most.
"It's a monk in the underworld!"
A hint of hatred seemed to flash in his eyes.
Ning Qi stood there in an instant. Are the cultivators in the underworld so strong?
Chapter completed!