"How did he find my trace? Impossible! In the realm of creation, as long as I don't want to be seen by him, he will never see me!"

Venerable Lieyang was startled at first, then immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and moved a few steps to the side. In his opinion, Ning Qi was testing.

boom!

The body was covered with surging fairy aura. Panlong stick hit the body of Venerable Lieyang, who was surprised and was hit directly into the ground, and a pool of blood penetrated out of the soil.

At the same time, the realm of creation he created was also broken, and the doomsday scene disappeared cleanly. The ground was not even a trace of fighting, and purple mist was still everywhere.

This is enough to prove that Ning Qi was indeed pulled into a field similar to space just now, which reminded Ning Qi of the giant tower that he had seen in the Baxia Fairyland. The space inside was a bit like the realm of creation...

However, compared with the two sides, the owner of the giant tower of the sky should be much stronger than the Lieyang Venerable, not a level of existence!

"No, it's impossible..."

The voice of Venerable Lieyang was very weak. He crawled out of the ground with difficulty, his head drooped to his left shoulder, and the bones on his neck were obviously broken, but even so, Venerable Lieyang was still not dead.

"You, how did you find me? Even if I was the Creator of the Second Tribulation, I would not be able to find my true body so quickly..."

Venerable Lieyang stared at Ning Qi tightly.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and pointed at Ning Qi in shock: "That bell, that bell..."

"It seems you've seen it?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly and walked slowly towards Lieyang Master: "Do you have any last words? I can tell him when your son comes back."

"I am the creator of a disaster, and I will not die here just like that. Your bell is related to a great existence in Yanxian Realm. He will not let you go!"

Venerable Lieyang roared and straightened his head with both hands. The next moment, his figure gradually faded away.

"Destroy all things!"

boom!

The soon-to-disappeared Venerable Lieyang was knocked out by Ning Qi in the void. This time, his legs became minced meat, but the power of creation was being repaired madly, and the broken limbs grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye. After the blood strip on Venerable Lieyang's head fell by a large square, it quickly recovered by itself.

"The Creator's vitality is much stronger than the monks in the Dharma Realm and the Eternal Realm, and they are almost immortal..."

Ning Qi was very confident in his attack. With such a strong offensive, the Creator could die again and again, which was indeed surprising.

"Give you a hundred sticks and see if you die."

Ning Qi smiled slightly and raised the dragon stick.

"No, wait!"

Venerable Lieyang held up the Panlong stick with both hands that seemed to want to stop Ning Qi, but the next moment, his very tough body, which had been transformed by the power of creation, still seemed extremely fragile at this moment, and his hands were directly blown by the Panlong stick!

"Are you still dead? Come on again!"

boom!

"Well, so strong, can you still talk if you have enough left?"

boom!

"If you don't die, continue!"

boom!

Ning Qi knocked on Lieyang Venerable stick after stick. Since the realm of creation was broken by Ning Qi, he had no power to resist. Now he can only continue to occupy his body that is almost immortal to others, and survive. In a moment, his head was blown by Ning Qi and his whole body turned into minced meat.

The minced meat squirmed on the ground, as if they wanted to find their "brother" to merge with it.

In order to test how tenacious the vitality of Lieyang Venerable was, Ning Qi did not use many methods, and relied on his strength to constantly hit Lieyang Venerable.

In the end, the Lieyang Venerable was almost smashed into cells, and the level that ordinary people could not see with their naked eyes was still retaining their rebirth characteristics.

"Are the vitality of the Creator in a disaster? Are they so tenacious?"

Ning Qi looked at the blood bar in the phantom. This was the blood bar of Venerable Lieyang. When the blood bar had 100 points of health left, the physical attack could no longer cause a blood removal effect on it.

"Forget it, let me send you on the way."

Ning Qi smiled faintly and slapped it out with a palm. The Jiuyan Daluo Palm instantly cleared the only 100 health points left by Venerable Lieyang. Then, a black shadow suddenly appeared. This time, Ning Qi did not stop him, but allowed him to detain the soul of Venerable Lieyang.

"A creator in one disaster, there should be a lot of things, right?"

Ning Qi reached out and grabbed it, and a Qiankun Ring fell into his hand. He glanced at it. In addition to two low-grade spiritual weapons, there were some bottles of elixirs. However, there was one thing that surprised Ning Qi. It was the genealogy of the Lieyang family, which recorded all the traces and cultivation levels of the existing Lieyang people!

After putting the family tree into the space package, Ning Qi made sure that the body of Venerable Lieyang was dead, he walked out.

The nearby purple mist gradually faded after Ning Qi took away the Purple Fairy Fruit.

outside world.

Everyone was stunned and listened to the loud noises coming from inside, feeling the vibrations of the mountains on the ground, which was enough to imagine that a fierce battle would inevitably occur.

"Nothing happens."

"The two guys inside should have decided the winner. The winner must be the powerful man who came in behind."

"Nonsense, the one in front is just a mid-stage cultivator in the Dharma Realm."

The monks from the outside whispered. At this time, a figure was about to walk out of the thick purple mist, and everyone was calm, especially Taoist Xufeng and others, and Wang Ting, who was secretly looking forward to it. When everyone saw the guy walking out of it, everyone was stunned.

How could it be...that mid-stage Dharma Realm?

"Impossible! Where did Venerable Lieyang go? How could he let this son come out alive!!"

Wang Ting looked at Ning Qi in disbelief, his eyes wide open.

"Your Excellency, have you taken away the Purple Fairy Fruit?"

Taoist Xufeng and the others looked at each other and came forward with great tacit understanding to block Ning Qi from four directions. Seeing this, the nearby monks in the Dharma Realm blocked Ning Qi's way. In their opinion, what they could not get could not be successful for a mid-stage monk in the Dharma Realm!

Ning Qi ignored the four people, his eyes fell on Wang Ting, hiding in the crowd, and his mouth slightly raised: "Wang Ting, join forces with outsiders to attack me, the commander of the Alchemist Alliance, what should you blame?"

The management of the Alchemist Alliance!

The expressions on Taoist Xufeng and others' faces suddenly stopped.

"Ning Beixuan, I don't understand what you said!"

Seeing that he was discovered by Ning Qi, Wang Ting stopped hiding his whereabouts and walked out calmly, saying lightly.
Chapter completed!