"Junior Brother Beixuan, thank you."

Mu Qiuchan smiled slightly and took over the fat doll. Perhaps it was a coincidence that the fat doll was particularly quiet in her arms. Her eyes blinked and even made a giggle. Mu Qiuchan looked at him with a complicated expression, nodded at Ning Qi, turned around and left.

Seeing this, Wu Wei hurriedly followed him. Seeing that Ning Qi did not take action to suppress him, he felt relieved.

"Junior sister, is this Fengyun Wudao?"

Wu Wei looked at the fat baby in Mu Qiuchan's hand, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"Yeah, it's him."

Mu Qiu Chan smiled and nodded.

"Junior sister, what are your plans in the future? Wait until he grows up?"

Wu Wei said with a complicated expression.

"I will take him to a new place to live, and in this life, he will no longer have anything to do with the past."

Mu Qiuchan smiled, and then chose a different direction from Wu Wei to leave.

Wu Wei looked at Mu Qiuchan's back silently, then felt aroused in his heart and immediately broke through the air. He wanted to escape from the Qinglong Continent, which was really terrifying. This place...

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As the little stubborn donkey was hung on the log, several days had passed. In the past few days, Wang Zhong led the Wang family's children to transport giant logs over and inserted them side by side in front of the Wang family's ancestral city. The Jiuyou Demon Lord and other monks counted silently in their hearts. The number of these logs had exceeded tens of thousands, just like a formation, which inserted the place in front of the Wang family's ancestral city tightly. The little stubborn donkey and others were hung on the log in the center, with the rest of the empty logs...

Everyone dared not think about it carefully. They had guessed that these logs were prepared for themselves and others, but the time was not yet here.

This is not the most terrifying. When Wang Zhong appeared beside Ning Qi with two dogs, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, the Six Paths, and the Lords of the Immortal Dynasty, instantly climbed to the top. The two dogs' necks were clearly pressed against the heads of two people!

Many monks knew one of them. He was the Black Water Pill Lord of the Alchemist Alliance. At this moment, his face was a hint of confusion and his eyes were turbid. Only when he saw Ning Qi would he show fear. It seemed that his mind had been almost wiped out, and gradually he became like a real dog.

Another person, the monks of the Lumen Immortal Dynasty, basically recognized Lie Kong! Lie Kong, the son of Lieyang Venerable, had disappeared for a long time, and many people did not know his whereabouts, but today I suddenly saw his head appearing on a black dog, and these monks' hearts suddenly became cold. The dignified genius existence actually turned into this appearance, which was shocking and frightening.

"I heard that the grudge between Liekong and Bei Xuan Yuanzun was in the early days. At that time, Bei Xuan Yuanzun's strength had not yet reached its current level. Liekong suddenly appeared in the Wang Family Ancestral Temple with half a step of cultivation, killing Bei Xuan Yuanzun's wife Wang Xue. Unexpectedly, in just a few thousand years, Liekongliu ended up like this..."

"Hiss... I really can't offend Bei Xuan Yuanzun. Now Liekong is alive like a dog, so it's better to die..."

"What do you think the Sect Master of Cang'er and the Divine Lord of the Cang'er Sect will end up? Will it be the same as these two people?"

"Bei Xuan Yuanzun, I was wrong, please don't kill me..."

After seeing the appearance of Lie Kong and Hei Shui Dan Zun, Cang Er finally couldn't help but feel fear in his heart and looked at Ning Qi with a begging for mercy.

Seeing this, the monks of the Cang'er Sect also begged for mercy, with unconcealed fear on their faces. As long as they think that they might end up like those two guys who are not human or dog, they will feel extremely regretful. If they are given another chance to come back, they will never come to this Qinglong Continent even if they put their swords on their necks!

"Shut up, Cang Er! If you plead with him, aren't you afraid that my master will kill you on the spot?"

The little stubborn donkey suddenly opened his eyes and roared at Cang'er. When Cang'er and others heard this, they immediately closed their mouths and looked at the little stubborn donkey in horror. This was simply a dilemma. If they didn't beg for mercy, they would become a monster that was neither human nor dog, or they would be killed directly by Ning Qi. If they beg for mercy, they would be threatened by the God Lord. What should they do?

"Ning Beixuan, enjoy the last few days. The master must have noticed your existence and will come here soon. By then, you will definitely die!"

The little stubborn donkey looked at Ning Qi and blew a resentful curse.

"You still have the strength to speak, so it's better to..."

Ning Qi smiled slightly, suddenly appeared in front of the little stubborn donkey, punching the seat in his dantian, huh! A white light burst out from the little stubborn donkey, like a breeze, sweeping across everyone in the blink of an eye. Many monks closed their eyes to avoid being hurt by the dazzling white light. The next moment, they heard a leaky sound coming from the little stubkey donkey.

The aura on the little stubborn donkey's body changed from the peak of the creator of the Nine Tribulation to the creator of the Nine Tribulation, and then the creator of the Eight Tribulation and the Seven Tribulation, one level after another. In the end, his aura was not as good as a monk in the Doudan realm.

"You, have you destroyed my cultivation level? You have destroyed my hard practice for millions of years?"

The little stubborn donkey looked down at himself in disbelief, then raised his head suddenly and let out a hoarse roar. His countless years of hard work, his skills were actually gone like water. The aura in his body was at most similar to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Level, and he could still maintain his human form. However, compared with his original cultivation level, it was more than 100,000 miles away?

Even if the little stubborn donkey has the experience of the past, it would probably not be able to return to the ordinary state of the Nine Tribulation Creator without spending hundreds of thousands of years.

"Well, I've ruined your cultivation level, but I've left you a little bit. Do I want me to ruin all of it for you?"

Ning Qi smiled.

The little stubborn donkey shut his mouth suddenly and didn't dare to speak anymore. He was all ruined. Wouldn't he become a stupid donkey without sanity?

No! His current state may still recover in the future. If he turns back to the initial state of no sanity, I am afraid that he will really live like a donkey in his life!

"The Lord God's cultivation level was actually deposed..."

"It's so terrifying, but you don't have to call him Lord God in the future. With such cultivation, you can crush him to death with just one finger!"

The Jiuyou Demon Lord, the Six Paths, the Sect Master of Yinyang Sect, the abbot of Jiusha Ancient Temple, the Creator of each of the nine tribulations, including the monks they brought, looked at the little stubborn donkey with a hint of pity. Then this hint of pity disappeared without a trace, and turned into a deep fear!

"Bei Xuan Yuanzun, I was really wrong. Please give me another chance, just once, I will definitely stand on your side!"

Cang Er let out a shrill beg for mercy, and he really didn't want to end up with Xiao Jue Du!
Chapter completed!