Three months later, there were dozens of heads on Ning Qi's head. However, more than five years have passed, and some guys have fled from the Qinglong Continent and can only wait until they have the chance to see him in the future before liquidating them.

Pure Yang Fairyland.

The place where Chunyang Great Sanctuary lives is called Chunyang Holy City. You can see a straight mountain shrouded in thick fog standing in Chunyang Holy City.

This mountain is the place where the cultivation of the Great Sage of Chunyang is a special forbidden method. If you don’t get the favor, you will be fascinated by the thick fog when you get close to this mountain. Unlucky will even get lost in it for hundreds of years, and you will die of old age and death.

"It's been more than five years? I heard that the nine geniuses of the Dragon Clan in the Doha some time ago have been killed by the killing god."

"How could this happen? Didn't the Great Sage stop him?"

"I don't know the specific situation. This is a friend who sent me a message saying that this god of killing may come to our Chunyang Holy City to find the master and the envoys."

"He is so bold! The Grand Sage Chunyang is here, can he still dare to do anything wrong?"

Several monks sat at the tea stall, chatting while drinking tea.

"This killing god has been killed for more than five years in a row. I'm afraid he may not be afraid of the Great Sage of Chunyang, right?"

A monk hesitated for a moment and said.

Before the other people could speak, a few figures suddenly walked up to the monk and looked at him coldly.

When the nearby monks' eyes fell on the chests of those figures, they saw three scorching suns, and their eyes changed suddenly. Three scorching suns, which shows that these people are inner servants under the command of the Great Sage of Chunyang.

There was only one disciple in Chunyang's personal opinion, that is, the Fairy of the Heavenly Demon. After that, all the identities he accepted were servants. Many people could not guess the reason, but a few people knew that Chunyang's Great Sage only accepted one disciple because they were afraid that he would repeat the mistakes of the Great Sage of Lilong.

The inner servants are no different from the inner disciples. They have been guided by Yang Yi and others all year round. When they are placed outside, they are all geniuses.

"We have seen all the geniuses."

The monks at the tea stall quickly stood up to salute. Their cultivation was similar to that of the other party, and they were both in eternal life, but the other party's status was much higher than that of their group of casual cultivators or small sects. If they did not perform the ritual, they would be unable to move in the Holy City of Chunyang.

"You said Ning Beixuan is not afraid of the Grand Sage of Chunyang?"

One of the young men with a cold face stared coldly at the monk who had just spoken.

"This is just a guess, and it cannot be true."

The monk smiled bitterly, but unexpectedly, the jokes of the few of them were heard by the inner servants.

The young man with a cold expression seemed to have to take action. At this moment, the owner of the tea stall hurriedly bowed and smiled: "Leng Tianjiao, my tea stall is for idle people to chat casually. For my sake, don't worry, right?"

Leng Tianjiao?

Someone suddenly looked around and recognized who the young man was.

Leng apologized, who has been practicing for more than forty years, has been a late-stage monk in the Eternal Realm. He is known as the most likely one of the supreme geniuses in the Pure Yang Fairyland in hundreds of years.

"It turns out that it's Leng Tianjiao. I'm rude. I hope Leng Tianjiao forgives his crime."

The monk quickly apologized.

Leng Ao looked at him indifferently, then looked at the owner of the tea stall, snorted coldly, and before he could speak, a commotion suddenly occurred not far ahead, as if many people were rushing towards the city gate.

Leng Ao was slightly stunned, looked at the other brothers, ignored the monk, and broke through the air in the direction of the city gate.

Seeing this, the monks at the tea stall ran wildly.

Only the people of the Great Saint of Chunyang can break through the air in the Holy City of Chunyang. As for others, whoever dares to fly will be broken by the law enforcement team.

At the city gate.

Thousands of monks stood on the city wall and looked ahead in horror. The monks guarding the city looked at each other out of sight. One of them flew towards the direction of the giant mountain, obviously to send a message.

When Leng Ao and others arrived, they saw a young man holding a bloody pillar and walking towards Chunyang Holy City.

The pillar was covered with human heads as dense as grapes.

"That god of killing is here!"

When the monk who had just been threatened by Leng Ao saw Ning Qi, a look of fear flashed in his eyes. He subconsciously glanced at Leng Ao. Seeing that Leng Ao's expression was a little pale, he sneered gloatingly in his heart.

"Looking at how crazy you were just now, but now you are scared, hahaha..."

"Enemy attacks the enemy!"

"Come on, the person who comes will stop!"

Finally, the leader of the city monk saw everyone looking at him, gritted his teeth and plucked up the courage to shout at Ning Qi, but his tone was very weak and he dared not be tough at all.

He clearly thought that Ning Qi could not be the opponent of the Chunyang Great Sage, but he was still very scared because of the bloody pillar.

Ning Qi's steps did not stop. He walked step by step to the city gate, and with a bang, he inserted the pillar into the ground. The heads on it shook with the wind. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, almost all the heads faced the city wall. His silent eyes looked at thousands of monks, which made people feel chill.

"Three days, I'll give you three days. I need nine heads on this pillar. If I can't take it out, I'll massacre the city."

Ning Qi looked at the thousands of monks and said lightly.

When the thousands of monks heard this, they were shocked. Is this guy crazy? He actually asked them to hand over the emperor and entrust them? If he didn't hand over, he would slaughter the city?

Leng Ao's eyes were filled with anger, and he roared at Ning Qi angrily: "Bold Ning Beixuan, this place is the place where the Great Saint of Chunyang is practiced. If you dare to come to massacre the city, aren't you afraid that the Great Saint of Chunyang will personally suppress you!"

Seeing this, several brothers around Leng Ao glanced at him in shock and angrily, and subconsciously stepped back more than ten steps. Damn, I have heard of the name of the God of Killing before. Even if he spoke wildly, he would let the Lord ask them to deal with it. What kind of fun is the mere servants of the inner door joining in?

They were all angry at Leng Ao’s overestimation, because Leng Ao’s actions would probably kill them!

"This guy... is so bold..."

The monk at the tea stall looked at Leng Ao in amazement, looking disbelief.

Ning Qi glanced at him lightly, suddenly reached out and grabbed him, Leng Ao flew uncontrollably from the city wall towards Ning Qi.

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Chapter completed!