Ning! Bei! Xuan?

When the monks on the bronze platform heard these three words, their faces changed drastically and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. They were not unfamiliar with this name. When they were in a desperate battlefield, they would pay attention to the rankings on the battle point list from time to time. Many people's rankings were constantly changing, but only one person, until the end of the big gambling war, was Ning Beixuan!

"What? He is Ning Beixuan?"

The top 50-year-old person who scolded Ning Qi before, showed a look of horror on his face.

Huo Qingyang looked at Ning Qi blankly, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes. This guy was just the creator of the Five Tribulations, how could it be Ning Beixuan...

"Haha! Now I know you're scared?"

Those monks who had already known Ning Qi's identity had a gloating look on their faces. Although they knew that they might not have a place today and accepted the transmission of the Desperate Divine Stone, at least they had killed the enemy with Ning Qi. With this relationship, they could choose to surrender to Yunqi Village, and Huo Qingyang and others would probably not have such good luck...

"Well, I am Ning Beixuan."

Ning Qi looked at Feng Qingxue lightly and nodded.

"hiss……"

Hearing Ning Qi admit it in person, many monks took a breath, Huo Qingyang felt his legs weak and almost knelt on the ground with a thud.

"It's over, it's over..."

"I'm so many brothers offended me just now, so please don't be surprised by Brother Ning."

Feng Qingxue quickly bowed and bowed.

"Ning, Brother Ning, I just had no eyes, please forgive me..."

The top 50-year-old combat power list quickly apologized to Ning Qi and admitted his mistake.

Ning Qi ignored them, but instead looked at Huo Qingyang and said lightly: "Come here."

"Senior Ning, I'm making a mistake! Please spare my life!"

Huo Qingyang knelt down on the ground with a thunderous sound, kowtowed to Ning Qi for mercy.

"come over."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Senior Ning, please let me have a way out..."

Huo Qingyang kept begging for mercy, but he didn't dare to go there.

Ning Qi frowned slightly, and gently pointed it, a fairy spirit aura instantly pierced the void and penetrated Huo Qingyang's eyebrows. Huo Qingyang, known as the creator of the seven-tribulation, was killed on the spot. Until he died, he did not react. After his death, his soul appeared. When he saw his body, he realized that he had died in Ning Qi's hands. His soul looked at Ning Qi with great resentment and issued curses.

Ning Qi's thoughts moved, and Huo Qingyang's soul suddenly burst into pieces with a bang and dissipated into the world.

Seeing Ning Qi killing Huo Qingyang neatly, Feng Qingxue's expression changed slightly, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes. Many monks were very glad. Fortunately, they did not follow Huo Qingyang and the dead Creator of the Six Tribulations to mock Ning Qi.

Otherwise, they would be the same as Huo Qingyang now...

"You, you, and you..."

Ning Qi reached out to click on several monks. The monks were shocked and thought that Ning Qi was going to attack him. He was puzzled. At least he had killed the enemy with Ning Qi. But immediately, they found that Ning Qi was not going to kill them, but to keep them!

Ning Qi ordered nine people in total. These nine people used to perform well in the Daxu Ruins. Although their cultivation level was not high, they were very decisive when they rushed to fight!

"Add you, the number is exactly five hundred. As for the others, let's go."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Thank you, Senior Ning!"

The nine monks who were surprised to be happy knelt on the ground without hesitation and kowtowed to Ning Qi a few times. They were ecstatic. Unexpectedly, Ning Qi would give them the remaining nine places.

Seeing this, the other monks were either jealous or envious, and they were still a little resentful. However, they also knew that in the big ruins, their performances were indeed not as dazzling as these nine people, because they wanted to preserve their strength and did not want to fight to the death. As long as they did not die, they would have a chance in the future. If they died, there would be no chance. But now, it was because of this moderate idea that they lost a great opportunity...

"What a pity..."

Grandma Long and the other two looked at each other. They knew that the nine extra places were left to them by Ning Qi, but they thought that Ning Qi would give them at most six places... Now these nine places can only be given to others at a cheap price.

Feng Qingxue and others' expressions changed slightly, and they looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. He actually gave all the remaining nine places to the Creator for one or two kalpas, and they didn't give them?

"Ning Beixuan! You just occupy 485 places yourself. We only have more than 30 people in total. Don't you even give a place? No matter what, we are all in the top 50 in the combat power list, which is unreasonable, right?"

A monk couldn't help but feel anger in his heart.

Feng Qingxue's expression moved slightly, but he didn't stop him. He obviously wanted to question Ning Qi.

"Where are you when we are rushing? I heard that there is a group of people in the top 50 of the combat power list. Every time the battle is over, they will hide. After the battle is over, they will enjoy the gift of the Desperate Divine Stone. I think this group of people is you, right?"

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

"This, so what, no matter what..."

The monk's face turned slightly red, and then he started to argue.

Ning Qi waved his hand, "I won't listen to your argument, get out."

"Ning Beixuan, don't be so overdoing it. Brother Feng, we are fighting with him. So what if I think he is the first in the battle point list? No matter how I think he is, he is just a creator of the five-tribulation! I think there must be something wrong with the desperate divine stone this time. Lei Huang and the others may not have died. The data on the battle point list are all in a mess!"

The monk immediately looked at Feng Qingxue and said angrily.

"Ning Beixuan, we only have eight places, do you think?"

Feng Qingxue looked at Ning Qi and said lightly.

Seeing this, their juniors suddenly became ugly, but they had no choice but to curse Ning Qi in their hearts.

“No one quota.”

Ning Qi smiled.

"Then, let's just let the first place in the battle point list, how strong is it."

Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and stabbed a sword. The sword light arrived in an instant like a rainbow light, slashing towards Ning Qi's face.

Seeing this, Grandma Long and others suddenly showed a hint of pity in their eyes.

Ning Qi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and slashed a knife with his backhand. His sword light directly dispersed Feng Qingxue's sword light, and landed on Feng Qingxue's body with lightning speed. Blood beads slowly oozed out from Feng Qingxue's eyebrows...
Chapter completed!