"Fatty, he is right. Our Yunqi Sect has more than 100 people, but only a dozen of you stayed. The Jingu Holy Sect has left thirty or fifty people. Just this point, we can't treat them badly."

Ning Qi smiled faintly, stopping Duan Yingjun from continuing to argue with that guy.

"Brother Ning, if you understand this, it means that you are a reasonable person and I just hope for fair distribution."

The peak fighting king of Jingu Holy Sect looked at Ning Qi with a much softer look.

"Let me do not take Zhuguo. A 30-year-old rudder is worth about five hundred low-grade spiritual crystals. If you are willing to take the spiritual crystal directly, come to me and if you are willing to take the rudder fruit, you will distribute it according to the number of people. I will get the number of not enough."

Ning Qi smiled and then he reached out to touch the open space in front of him, and countless medium-grade spirit crystals appeared immediately, at least about a few thousand yuan!

"Is this...a medium-grade spiritual crystal?"

"I'm afraid there are three or four thousand yuan in this place? This is equivalent to hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual crystals. Oh my God, his wealth is so rich. Those deacons are just like this!"

"Uh, I think I want the Spirit Crystal."

Someone made a decision and came to Ning Qi.

Ning Qi threw him ten medium-grade spiritual crystals without hesitation, which was equivalent to one thousand low-grade spiritual crystals, far exceeding the value of a Zhuguo! He was extremely surprised: "Senior Brother, you are..."

"Get an integer."

Ning Qi smiled.

Everyone looked at each other, and the next moment, almost half of them rushed towards Ning Qi: "We also want spiritual crystal!"

As a result, after the remaining half of the people divided the Zhuguo, dozens of them were added.

"Brother, I'm talking about what is Brother Ning's origin? He is so generous. Those children from the nine top families are just like this!"

Situ Ren looked at the middle-grade spiritual crystal in his hand and said to Situ Yi blankly.

"You want to know and ask Brother Ning."

Situ Yi smiled slightly and put away the fruit. He chose to ask for the fruit because he was going to ask someone to refine a pill. At that time, he was afraid that he would not be able to buy the fruit that had been in the market for thirty years after taking the spiritual crystal.

Everyone smiled Zhu Guo and the Lingjing were very happy. They all praised Ning Qi. The atmosphere was very harmonious and there was no sense of urgency when they were doing tasks on weekdays.

Next, they swept through the forest until they confirmed that there were no extra spiritual herbs, and then they flew towards the barrier while chatting enthusiastically.

"I'm at the barrier! They are not here, so they can go out."

Duan Yingjun said happily.

"Brother Ning, please ask first."

Situ Yi smiled at Ning Qi.

Everyone looked up at Ning Qi with a smile on their faces: "Yes, you should go first."

"Then I'm welcome."

Ning Qi smiled slightly, crossed the barrier directly, and returned to the vast forest again.

Swish, swish, countless gazes looked at Ning Qi.

"Your breath of life seems to be stronger."

Meng Qingling looked at Ning Qi, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and then the others walked out one by one.

Ning Qi laughed dryly, he couldn't say that I had stolen more than a dozen dragon soul fruits, that would be eaten alive by them, so he said, "Because I've advanced."

"Well, the Seven Star Dou King is here."

Meng Qingling nodded.

"Since everyone has come out, let's disperse. This time it's really a waste of time. I thought I could find Yan Zhen Dan... I didn't even have a hair..." An old monster sighed.

"This is not nothing..."

A disciple behind him whispered.

"Oh? What did you find?"

The old monster looked at him in surprise.

"It's just some spiritual herbs, including pigeon blood grass, red fruit, etc..."

"How is that possible! There is obviously nothing inside!" Hua Wushang's face showed a hint of disbelief when he heard this.

"These things are better than nothing. Please hand in 70% of them, and you can keep 30% of them yourself."

After checking his Qiankun Ring, the old monster shook his head and said.

Immediately afterwards, Situ Yi and his friends took out the spiritual herbs from the Qiankun Ring.

"The pigeon blood grass is more than a thousand, so the remaining 30% of them..."

"Hiss, so many spiritual herbs, why? There was nothing inside when we left!"

"how so……"

Those disciples who came out first looked at Situ Yi and the others with jealousy.

Meng Qingling smiled slightly, with a sarcastic look on the corner of her mouth, and looked at Fang Shengnan: "No matter what, my Yunqi Sect finally gained something this time, but it's a pity that your Fang family has not gotten anything."

Fang Shengnan's face turned ugly. Fang Jing and the other two behind her lowered their heads, clenched their fists, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's time to talk about the Dark Dragon King. How did the person who killed it enter the Dragon Cemetery."

Fang Shengnan glanced at Ning Qi and sneered.

"Yes, he probably took all the things inside. Didn't your disciple of Yunqi Sect say that this matter has something to do with him?"

An old monster pointed at Ning Qidao.

"Are you talking about Li Tanhua? Oh, he is my distant cousin and passed by here by accident, but I can guarantee that he didn't take anything away, because except for these spiritual herbs in the Dragon Grave, the rest of the things were taken away by Hua Wushang."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Passing here accidentally? Humph, I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either. Meng Qingling, look at it, are you taking action yourself or me?"

"Are you living at such an old age? Have you lived to be a dog? Could it be that you still doubt a six-star Dou Wang, oh, now you are the seven-star Dou Wang Wang, and you are making trouble in front of us? I remember you found this place first and then sent it to me?"

Meng Qingling sneered: "It's just a dragon cemetery. The strongest dragon soul inside is just a seventh-level dragon soul. Even if there is something, I can enter the Dharma eye. This time I'll waste some time. I'm leaving first. As for you, I'd better go back and think carefully and use the quota on whom."

The old monsters were about to refuse, but when they heard the word "quota", they closed their mouths and watched Meng Qingling release the huge warship, the fortress in the air, and flew directly towards the Yunqi Sect with Ning Qi and others.

Fang Shengnan's eyes showed a contemplative look. Suddenly, she raised her head suddenly and looked at the warship that was about to disappear into the sky, "It turned out to be him..."

Fang Shengnan raised a faint smile on his lips, glanced at the old monsters, and took Fang Jing and the other two to the sky and left the place.

Above the battleship.

"You, come in with me."

Meng Qingling pointed at Ning Qi, turned around and walked towards the cabin behind her that looked like a palace.

Everyone looked at Ning Qi with a slightly ambiguous look.

"Boss, Elder Meng is asking you to go quickly."
Chapter completed!