Qinglong Gate.

Since the White Dragon Councilor was killed by Ning Qi with a punch, the dragon clan inside the Qinglong Gate has stood there. Whether it is Qinglong or other bloodlines, they don’t know how to face the matter in front of them.

The Qinglong clan leader looked at Ning Qi blankly with fear in his eyes.

He felt that this time might be the biggest crisis of the Qinglong clan! If it is not handled properly, it will take only a minute for Qinglong Gate to be destroyed! The power emerging from the void is constantly impacting the bottleneck in Ning Qi's body, and Ning Qi's aura has gradually escaped from the scope of the Emperor's Nine Turns.

Previously, Ning Qi had a physical body comparable to the God Lord. This time, after obtaining the benefits of killing the White Dragon Councilor, Ning Qi's cultivation level also had to enter the God Lord Realm.

The first catastrophe of God’s Lord has fallen without realizing it.

"The state of Emperor Beixuan Tian is not right."

After seeing Ning Qi killing the White Dragon Councilor, Bian Wuxue stood there in the void without moving, and his breath rose and fell, as if he was trapped in a special state.

Venerable Huo and other Qilins also noticed this, and a flash of restlessness flashed deep in their eyes, but in the end, they still did not dare to escape from this place at the risk of being killed by Ning Qi.

"Prince Fire, who is he!"

The voice of the Qinglong clan leader rang in the ears of Venerable Fire.

Master Huo glanced at him and sent a message: "If you stand here from now on, don't anger him, maybe you have a chance to survive."

He paused, "Don't think about running away. If you run away, we can't afford to take care of it. At that time, we will take action to stop you. The three great masters join forces and you are no match."

The Qinglong Clan leader's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

... "The first catastrophe of the God Lord is the heart catastrophe, the second catastrophe is the life catastrophe, the third catastrophe is the disaster catastrophe, and the fourth catastrophe is the Tao catastrophe. Now, am I in the heart catastrophe?"

Ning Qi stood in a dead city.

The city is empty, as if there is not even the wind, quietly, allowing people to hear the sound of blood flowing in their blood vessels.

This city obviously does not exist.

Ning Qi didn't believe that anyone who had this method could teleport him directly to another place.

Next, the mind disaster should be coming.

But... in what form will the heart disaster appear?

Ning Qi was a little curious.

A few breaths later, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded in the originally quiet city.

Ning Qi looked up and saw a figure more than ten meters away from him. The figure was dressed as a servant.

The servant walked slowly to Ning Qi, with a sad look on his face: "Why did you kill me?"

"Kill you?

Who are you?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Did you regret it?"

The servant smiled bitterly.

"Oh! I remember, you are the evil servant Li Si, who was beaten to death by me at the door of the Champion Marquis' Mansion."

Ning Qi suddenly laughed, "You are like trash, you will die if you die. How can you regret it?

I'll kill you again."

Bang! When he punched out, the servant was immediately beaten to pieces.

"Is this the heart disaster?"

A faint sarcasm appeared in Ning Qi's eyes.

After a few breaths, another sound of footsteps rang out.

Ning Qi was a little curious, who would be this time?

"Ningqi, you can't imagine that! I'm still alive!"

A young man walked slowly to Ning Qi with a smile on his face.

"Hua Wushang?"

Ning Qi looked up and down at the other party and smiled, "What a pity, you may think you are still alive, but in fact, you are just part of the heart disaster!"

"Ningqi, have you never regretted killing me?"

Hua Wushang sighed softly, "Maybe we can be friends."

"How could I regret killing you?"

Ning Qi smiled and shook his head.

He pointed to the sword and cut off Hua Wushang's head again.

After a few breaths, the footsteps sounded again.

I don’t know how long this process lasted, but people who had been killed by Ning Qi appeared one after another and asked some things that made Ning Qi feel funny.

Ten, hundreds, thousands, and ten thousand, most of them, Ning Qi couldn't even call their names, but their fate was the same, and they were all killed by Ning Qi for the second time! No matter how long the time passed, Ning Qi would answer the other party tirelessly, then kill with one punch or stab to death with one sword.

Perhaps he realized that this move had no effect on Ning Qi. When Ning Qi stabbed the last person to death, the city gradually disappeared, and Ning Qi found that he had returned to the Qinglong Gate.

"The cultivation level has advanced to the First Tribulation God Lord. So, this mind disaster has been overcome?"

Ning Qi felt the power flowing in his body. Although it was incomparable to the power of his body, it was also a kind of progress.

It was just that this heart disaster surprised him a little, and he didn't know if the heart disasters of the other gods were the same.

"If... the person who has passed the tribulation is a little impatient and guilty, maybe this mental disaster cannot be overcome. Even if he doesn't say it out, he is afraid that he will not be able to deceive the mental disaster in his heart."

Ning Qi sighed a little.

In this way, those strong people who can achieve the Divine Lord realm are basically people with strong minds. No matter how many people kill, they will never feel guilty.

Those who are indecisive should be eliminated from the Xinjie! "Northern Emperor Beixuan?"

The way of exploring bloodlessness.

"I just survived a disaster."

Ning Qi smiled.

When everyone heard this, their faces suddenly became strange. To overcome the tribulation?

It’s clear that the sky is very good, what disaster can we overcome?

"Previous, senior, I wonder when I had offended seniors in Qinglongmen. Will there be any misunderstandings in this?"

The leader of the Qinglong tribe asked with courage.

The other party's condition has recovered. If he doesn't understand what happened today, he will die and be confused.

"Qinglong is your son, right?

I hate him very much, and that White Dragon Councilor, who once killed me, did you think there is a misunderstanding?”

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

The Qinglong clan leader was slightly stunned.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed the murderous intent on Ning Qi's body, and seemed to be gradually increasing, and said hurriedly: "Senior, we are willing to surrender!"

"It seems you've asked them."

Ning Qi glanced at the Qilin when Venerable Fire was waiting.

These Qilins looked a little strange.

"Senior, our dragon clan is extremely powerful. If it is a mount, it will definitely be excellent!"

The leader of the Qinglong clan.

When the Qinglongmen monk below heard this, his face changed several times, and he finally lowered his head. If he could become a mount, it would be a good choice, and it would be better than death.

The White Dragon Councilor died, and the strength of the Qinglong Gate was no longer the same as before. Some enemies he had offended might come to him one after another, and the ending seemed to be similar.

"It's enough to have a chaise with a kirin, you guys, forget it."

Ning Qi smiled and turned around and left.

Seeing this, Ren Wuxue hurriedly followed, and Venerable Huo and other Qilin were also shocked and suspicious. Could it be that he would just let it go?

The price given by Qinglong Gate is too small, right?

But then, Venerable Huo and others immediately took a breath of cold air, and saw that the Qinglong Gate had turned into the ghost realm in almost a moment.
Chapter completed!