"I took you a few, and except for some guys who escaped from the Qinglong Continent, there are not many left."

Ning Qi smiled lightly and held the bloody pillar, looking at the seven masters of the Qinglong List with different expressions.

They are all in the top 20 existences. Before this Seven Saints Order, they were almost in seclusion, but they never thought that this time they would end up like this.

"Is there really no room for turning around?"

"You have killed so many Dharma-Essence Cultivators this time, and the Seven Saints will not sit idly by. Maybe they have come to suppress you at this moment!"

Several monks begged for mercy.

"The master of the Qinglong List was so humble in front of him..."

Wu Wei looked at this scene in amazement. In his eyes, Ning Qi was just an ant, who could kill with a wave of his hand.

"If I had killed him at that time, maybe there would be no Beixuan Ancestor today..."

A strange idea flashed through Wu Wei's mind.

"It's him..."

Mu Qiuchan stared at Ning Qi in a daze. She had been to the wilderness decades ago. At that time, Ning Qi was skinny and like a skeleton. She almost couldn't recognize her. However, she didn't expect that just a few decades later, Ning Qi, who was besieged by others, now raised his butcher's knife and cut down the Dharma-Essence Realm cultivators who had besieged him one by one.

"Bixuan Ancestor..."

Listening to the title of Ning Qi by the masters on the Qinglong List, Yun Qingchi, Lan Chensong and others recalled the scene when Ning Qi was suppressed by Fengyun Wudao when he was in the Holy Land of the Lu. As for the fate of Xuanyou Dan Sect, they had heard of it more than a hundred years ago.

"This guy won't let us go. We might as well join forces. Seven people with a half-step Great Perfection are afraid that he will not succeed? I don't believe it. He just condensed his Dharma image and possessed the same supernatural powers as the Great Sage!"

A monk whispered in despair.

"good!"

"Join together!"

Suddenly, a huge breath of law surged up from the seven people. When their Dharma appearance appeared, all the monks in Zhulu Holy Land below couldn't help but retreat several steps. Even mid-stage monks in the Dharma Realm such as Yun Qingchi were no exception. This shows how strong these seven people should be.

Just when everyone thought there would be a fierce battle, Ning Qi smiled: "Forget it, I've been chasing you for more than a month, and I'm a little annoyed. I'll kill you early, and I'll go to the Pure Yang Fairyland to pull out the nine turtles. This matter should end here..."

After five years, he killed thousands of people, Ning Qi's heart had already been out of anger. He was ready to stop for the killing journey for a while.

As soon as Ning Qi finished speaking, a powerful fairy aura surged out of his body. With just one punch, he directly broke the magic image of one of the masters on the Qinglong List.

Puff puff puff!

After seven punches, the seven masters from the Qinglong List fell heavily to the Zhulu Holy Land and fell in front of Yun Qingchi and others. They were so scared that they immediately retreated dozens of feet and looked at Ning Qi who was falling on the ground in fear.

Using his palm as a knife, he took off the heads of the seven people. At this time, seven white lights flew into Ning Qi's body, and his magic image condensed again. It won't take long to break through to the middle level of the heavenly level.

Ning Qi hung them on the pillar, and then he inserted the pillar to the ground, then smiled faintly and greeted Chaomu Qiuchan, "Senior Sister Mu."

"Bei, Beixuan worshipped."

Mu Qiuchan was slightly shocked. Unexpectedly, Ning Qi would call her Senior Sister Mu. She was suddenly flattered. With excitement, she actually stuttered.

Wu Wei showed a humble and flattering look on his face, and even bowed up when Ning Qi came over.

Yun Qingchi and others also tried to please Ning Qi.

Seeing this, the genius children from the nine nearby sects believed in their hearts that Mu Qiuchan really knew this god of killing. For five years, some people have called Ning Qi: Ning Killing God.

Ning Qi has long been ranked eighth in the Qinglong List because he has not fought with the Seven Saints. As for the original eighth place, Jian Xilai, he became ninth because he still didn't know whether Jiuyou's abandoned disciples were alive or dead, he was still ranked tenth.

"Sister Mu, don't know where Senior Meng is?"

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

Meng Tianshu took the Kunxu Tower, and he took the blame. Although he had a deal in advance, Ning Qi still wanted to know what level of cultivation has reached when Meng Tianshu, who took the Kunxu Tower? He had never seen Meng Tianshu appear in the past hundred years.

"Master is in seclusion, is the worship of Beixuan going to see him?"

The cicada was slightly stunned and said.

"Are you going into seclusion? Forget it, if you have the chance in the future, I will talk to Senior Meng again."

Ning Qi smiled slightly, and he glanced at Yun Qingchi and others, and his eyes fell on Lan Chensong. Lan Chensong quickly smiled and stepped forward. He was about to speak, but Ning Qi bowed his hand at Qiuchan, "I still have important things to do, so I will say goodbye first."

"Ah? Is the Beixuan worshiper going to leave now?"

Mu Qiuchan showed a hint of reluctance in her eyes. When Wu Wei saw this scene, the flattering smile on her face remained unchanged, but she felt a little angry.

"Well, there are still a few people's accounts, which have not been cleared yet."

Ning Qi nodded lightly.

Although this sentence seems plain, after everyone's eyes fell on the pillar, it was enough to imagine how bloody this plain sentence was behind.

Those who can become monks are not good men and believers, but they have never seen any existence like Ning Qi who has killed thousands of Dharma-Phase Realm cultivators in five years. Even Feng Jiuxian was only infected with more than a hundred lives.

Just as Ning Qi was about to leave, his body froze slightly. Then he turned around, looked up at the void in the distance, and said lightly: "Old guy, come out when you come, you are hiding your head and showing your tail, are planning to attack me?"

Who dared to attack Ning Beixuan?

Everyone was shocked and quickly looked in the direction where Ning Qi was looking, and saw a figure slowly appearing in the void over there.

After everyone saw the figure clearly, a hint of shock appeared on their faces.

"Xuanzhen Great Saint!"

"We'll pay homage to the Great Saint Xuanzhen!"

Tens of thousands of monks, including Yun Qingchi and others, bowed together, and their momentum was extremely loud. Only Ning Qi, who looked at the Great Sage Xuanzhen, had no intention of bowing.

"You have already let out enough anger, you can stop."

The Great Sage Xuanzhen looked at Ning Qi lightly and said.

"What if I keep stopping? Do you want to suppress me with your own hands?"

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

"Um."

The Great Saint Xuanzhen nodded and said, "Your combat power is indeed very strong. Even the weakest Aolong Saint among the Seven Saints may not be able to suppress you, but you are still a little short of the time in front of me."

What?

When everyone heard this, they immediately took a breath. The Great Saint Xuanzhen said that even the Great Saint Aolong could not suppress Ning Qi? Wouldn't that mean... he already has the strength to fight with the Great Saint?
Chapter completed!