Xiao Liu said that after the battle between immortals and demons, the demon clan has become extinct. There has never been a trace of the demon clan in the major fairy realms of the Immortal Continent. But at present, the demonic energy in Zi Yueyanjun's body is somewhat essentially similar to the aura in the Happy Demon Gourd just now. After using the forbidden technique, he made a very big change. The health value column on the attribute panel has changed from less than one yuan to three yuan! The three-yuan health value and the terrifying blood volume of 30 billion are far inferior to Ning Qi! "Demon clan?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Zi Yueyanjun's eyes, and then he sneered at Ning Qi, "I don't know what the demons you are talking about are, but I know that you are about to become a corpse. Should you take out the Demon Gourd of Joy yourself, or should I take it out of your body?"

"Haha, it seems that even if you have the blood of the demon clan, you are extremely thin and don't even have the memory inheritance. It's so pitiful. After hearing that the demonic energy is infused, your body is extremely terrifying. The power you just now is inspired by the demonic energy, right?

It's indeed a bit awesome."

Ning Qi stood up from the ground and patted his chest. The demonic energy inside had been driven away by the fairy spirit energy, and the broken bones had been repaired.

"I don't know what you are talking about, go to die for me."

Seeing that Ning Qi had not lost his combat power and could still get up, a hint of madness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he laughed wildly and attacked Ning Qi again.

Puff puff puff! This is the sound of the collision between the two people. Whether it is Ning Qi or Zi Yueyanjun, his attainments in the body have exceeded that of most cultivators. With a pure punch, he can produce an explosive effect of the power of creation. Zi Yueyanjun's intelligence seems to have declined a little after transforming, and he does not dodge or dodge. His fighting style is completely exchanged for injuries. This fighting style was once what Ning Qi was best at, but for a long time, Ning Qi had very few opportunities to fight with people. This time, he could fight happily! The two of them went back and forth, and the fists of both sides fell wildly on each other. Zi Yueyanjun's fists could take away millions of health points, and Ning Qi's fists were as powerful as him, and he could also take away millions of health points, or even more. Soon, the health points of both sides dropped by most.

However, Zi Yueyanjun himself had three yuan in health, and there were still two and a half yuan left at this moment, and Ning Qi only had half yuan left. If he continued to fight like this, the final result would still be Ning Qi's defeat.

Puff! Ning Qi turned his body slightly and avoided the vital points. Zi Yueyanjun's fist fell on his left shoulder and bombarded fiercely on the ground. Boom! A mushroom cloud rose, and a big hole appeared on the ground. Ning Qi was lying in the center of the big hole, and his left shoulder had been almost flat. However, under the erosion of the fairy spirit, his injuries were recovering at an extremely fast speed. If Ning Qi hadn't had the amazing recovery, his health would have long been unable to support such a fight.

If you don’t calculate your cultivation level, just by looking at physical strength, Zi Yueyanjun is the most terrifying opponent Ning Qi has faced head-on. No one has been able to compete with him in physical strength for a long time, but there is a little bit Zi Yueyanjun is not as good as him.

Zi Yueyanjun used the bloodline forbidden technique. Only after using it did he have such a terrible body, and his cultivation would decline for a disaster, but Ning Qi did not need it. His physical strength was the seventh level of the Prison-Suppressing Dragon and Elephant Achievement, and the Dharma image of the Eternal Immortal Emperor was brought to him. This is his own power! "You are not my opponent."

Zi Yueyanjun's mouth raised slightly, and in her crescent-like pupils, there was a mockery like a cat and a mouse. This was not the same person as the feeling he gave Ning Qi before. Xiao Liu said that the demonic energy of the immortal clan was infused and transformed into the demon clan, but he lost his mind. Zi Yueyanjun's current state is somewhat similar to this.

"Then are you going to kill me?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"I planned to kill you, but now... I won't let you die so quickly. Force me to use the forbidden technique, and want to die quickly?

How is that possible?”

Zi Yueyanjun smiled evilly, swung his right hand high, and his whole body was like a big bow tightened, punching Ning Qi.

Puff! One arm fell to the ground.

Another sword light flashed, and the other arm also fell to the ground. The two arms covered with black patterns on the ground seemed to be still alive, wriggling strangely.

Ning Qi looked at Zi Yueyanjun who was stunned, as if he felt strange about the situation in front of him, and smiled and said, "This, I admit that your physical strength is a little stronger than mine, but we didn't seem to say it at the beginning, so we can only use fists, right?

I have been with you for so long, and these two arms will be considered as interest. Next, I will take away the principal."

The slow Zi Yueyanjun reacted and let out a roar. Her broken hands grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye. As a result... puff! Two more arms were added to the ground.

The smile on Ning Qi's face was a little innocent, "Sorry, I cut off your arms again."

"You! deserve it! Die!"

Zi Yueyanjun roared at Ning Qi, and the black lines on her face seemed to be veins, highlighting from her skin, looking extremely terrifying.

Puff! His head fell from his neck to the ground and rolled to Ning Qi's feet. Until this time, the black patterns on his body gradually faded away, and the pupils of his eyes returned to normal. Zi Yueyanjun blinked, then looked at Ning Qi with a wry smile: "How could your body be so strong?

Even the Creator of the Eight Tribulations was killed by me just now. Why don’t you die?”

"I won't tell you."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Cang Ji Yuanzun will avenge me..." A hint of unwillingness flashed in Zi Yueyanjun's eyes. Ning Qi waved his hand gently, Zi Yueyanjun's head was suddenly broken, and the scenes around him were constantly shattering. Because Zi Yueyanjun's master was dead, the realm of creation he condensed was naturally unable to support. If Zi Yueyanjun could leave a trace of soul, he might be able to keep a small piece of place, and would live like the Dragon-Devouring Dan Emperor.

It’s a pity that when his soul escaped from his body, it was crushed by Ning Qi. There was no Zi Yueyanjun in this world, and he died completely.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the creator of the Six Tribulations and obtaining fifty points of fortune!"

The system prompts to sound.

"Aren't it the Creator of the Seven Tribulations?"

Ning Qi was slightly stunned.

"This person uses the forbidden technique and his cultivation level has declined by a disaster."

"You really have it."

Ning Qi couldn't help but curse, and then Zi Yueyanjun's domain of creation completely collapsed, and he appeared in Xuehefang City again.

"Why are you?"

The True Immortal of Blood River looked at Ning Qi in amazement, and the group of red-robed monks brought by Zi Yueyanjun also looked at Ning Qi with disbelief.

"Sir, save us!"

A group of monks kneeled behind Zi Yue Donghua. When they saw Ning Qi, their faces suddenly showed ecstasy. Lei Wenjuan was covered in wounds. The two senior brothers fell to the ground and had no idea of ​​life or death. At the moment, if they wanted to survive, they could only place their hope on Ning Qi.

"Why can't it be me?"

Ning Qi looked at the Blood River True Immortal with a faint smile.

His fortune points are as high as 890, and he is only one hundred and one hundred and a thousand. Now, these guys are probably a little worse than this.
Chapter completed!