The originally lively Demon Sect of Joy is now quiet around, and the air is filled with a faint bloody aura. The hundreds of thousands of cultivators have not all dispersed. They are a little unwilling to accept it. They are still staying in the hundreds of markets nearby, but they dare not approach Ning Qi too close. Their eyes occasionally fall on Ning Qi, and occasionally look at the stone tablet and remain silent.

The market here can only survive with the back of the Huanxi Demon Sect. If the Huanxi Demon Sect is destroyed, they will not be able to disband.

The true immortal Fanlu did not leave, but the divine army he brought had been ordered to leave here by him, and he was not allowed to stay for a moment, so as not to be misunderstood by Ning Beixuan. He was lucky this time and had no intention of making a comeback from the beginning. Therefore, when the deputy master of Hanshan Mansion and others had to cut off his arm to leave, he could protect his arms. At this moment, he was standing in the same market with his female disciple Lingyu, and from here he happened to see where Ning Qi was.

"Master, why haven't he left yet?"

Lingyu asked in confusion. Although she felt resentful because Ning Qi killed the little demon lord Wu Chongxian, she had seen him with her own eyes and suppressed the other party directly. The trace of resentment in her heart disappeared without a trace, because the two sides were not at the same level at all, and the gap was too far.

"It should be waiting for that one."

The Vanlu Zhenxian’s faint Tao.

"That? Is the legendary god? The first general under the command of the Daoyan Immortal Emperor?"

Lingyu was slightly surprised.

"It should be. Ning Beixuan ruined one of his eyes. With that person's personality, there is no reason not to come here in person. He just killed the Demon Lord Huanxi, but just warmed up. After that, it is probably a battle that can break the Fanlu Immortal Dynasty. The Immortal King of Yuxiao was also dead. If nothing unexpected happens, Cang Jiyuan Lord has a 50% chance to come here in person!"

The Way of the True Immortal of Fanlu.

"The battle that broke our Fanlu Immortal Dynasty? Master, what should we do?"

Lingyu took a breath.

"There is no way. Do you think I will go up and persuade him to leave here and not fight with the God Lord here. Will he listen to me?"

A faint bitter smile flashed in the eyes of the true immortal Fanlu.

This time it was a disaster. If the Huanxi Demon Sect was not in the territory of his Fanlu Immortal Dynasty, there was no need to worry so much at this moment. If the Immortal Dynasty was really broken, he would become a true immortal in name only. As for those immortal dynasties that only existed in the Creator of the Three Tribulations, the cultivation resources were poor and could not be compared with the Fanlu Immortal Dynasty, and the Fanlu Immortal was still not attracted by it.

Not only did Fanlu Zhenxian think of this, but the great genius figures with cultivation between the six to seven kalpas did not choose to leave this place at this moment, but were entrenched in various markets, standing together in groups of three or five. They had their own small circles, but at this moment, many circles that were originally mutually exclusive were gathered together because of Ning Qi.

Ning Qi's cultivation of the Creator of the Seven Tribulations, killing the Nine Tribulations Creator Huanxi Demon Lord, which suddenly broadened their horizons a lot. Before today, their common sense was that monks could fight over the level, but only below the Eight Tribulations. The powerful Seven Tribulation Creator can indeed kill the Eight Tribulation Creator through various means, and is known as a genius of a generation. However, there has never been a case where the Seven Tribulation Creator can kill the Nine Tribulation Creator. At least, they have never heard of Ning Qi's actions before today. It is equivalent to opening a new door and a new goal for them.

"Have you heard of Ning Beixuan's name before?"

"No."

"I have heard that at that time, I thought it was a newly rising genius who defeated the strong with the weak and killed four immortal king-level existences. Well, it is the Ganges Immortal King, and you should know him too."

"Yes, when I was young, I and the Immortal King of Ganges once exploring the desperate situation of thunder together. Unfortunately, since he was taken into the door by Cang Ji Yuanzun, he has become extremely arrogant. I have no relationship with him anymore. Don't talk nonsense, so that you won't be heard by that existence!"

A monk seemed to have his tail trampled, and suddenly exploded, staring at the other person with fierce eyes. Then he looked at Ning Qi in fear. Seeing that Ning Qi didn't seem to notice the situation here, he breathed a sigh of relief. The other party was a terrible existence who had just killed the Demon Lord of Huanxi. If he was labeled as a friend of the Ganges Immortal King, would he still survive?

"Genius, this is the real genius. Before this, I thought Yan Shengzi was already the limit among the genius in our central continent. I didn't expect that the strong ones would have their own strength..."

"Yan Shengzi, this son has extraordinary luck. He can be regarded by the Immortal Emperor of Daoyan and accepted as his personal disciple. In a short time, he broke through to a state that is difficult for you and me to see the dust. His combat power is also outstanding. I heard that among the Creator of the Eight Tribulations, except for the two death perverts who ranked first in the combat power list, the two death perverts who ranked first in the list of Daozang, no one is his opponent. Those two have practiced dozens of times more than Yan Shengzi!"

"But now it seems that Yan Shengzi is not a little bit worse than him. At least, Yan Shengzi can't beat even an ordinary creator of the Nine Tribulations!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other and then nodded in agreement with this statement.

"The God Lord should be coming soon. If this son can survive in the God Lord today, that is his true rise. If he dies, even a genius will be useless."

A monk's eyes fell on the stone tablet in the distance and narrowed his eyes.

Seven or eight days passed quickly, and the original site of the Huanxi Demon Sect had already become a ruin. There was only a lonely stone tablet standing high. Although the monks who came behind did not see with their own eyes how Ning Qi killed the Huanxi Demon Lord, when they saw that the Huanxi Demon Sect had become a ruin, they could only think of the fierce battles that had been experienced here before by inquire about themselves.

Bodhi alchemy pulse.

In front of an extremely huge display screen, Bodhi Dandi and others were sitting in the hall, looking at it nervously. Suddenly, a black dot appeared in the display screen.

"Here you come."

The Bodhi Dan Emperor looked a little solemn.

………

"Someone flew towards the stone tablet!"

"Who is it?"

"Looks very young, are you planning to become a disciple? If I had known this, I just went over and gave it a try..."

In the major markets, all the monks were attracted by a figure in the air. Soon, the figure flew to the stone tablet, only ten feet away from Ning Qi.

Ning Qiben was pretending to sleep, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the young monk who was glaring at him, and smiled and said, "Your eyeball was born so soon?"

"In the Central Continent, no one dares to talk to me like this. Are you really not afraid of death?"

The young monk stared at Ning Qi, his breath was sucking and spitting out. His voice spread tens of thousands of miles in a radius under the stimulation of the power of creation!
Chapter completed!