Leng Fan's aura is much weaker than the Lingyuan Pavilion, and he is just an ordinary ancient god.

However, in the eyes of everyone, Ning Qi's aura was just a more ordinary holy lord, and he was not a god. The powerful man who respected the gods would definitely be able to take action.

Therefore, the third young master Leng asked Leng Fan to capture him alive, and the other ancient gods were basically watching the fun.

They were also very curious.

When I came to Lingyuan Pavilion this time, Mr. Leng San did not disclose to them what happened, but the conversation between Mr. Leng San and Mr. Yu just now made everyone understand.

The Leng family's ability to stand proudly in the ancient divine realm for so many years has a lot to do with the way of calculating. Usually, they will first calculate the future enemies, and then eliminate them when the enemy is still weak.

In this way, the Leng family will naturally have a smooth flow.

They are now very curious that such a holy lord is worthy of the third son of Leng himself?

You should know that decades ago, the Leng family also eliminated an enemy, whose cultivation level had reached the level of a seventh-level honorary god. The third young master Leng did not show up, but just sent an eighth-level honorary god to take action.

"Come here."

Leng Fan laughed loudly and reached out to grab Ning Qi.

Ning Qi's backhand was a palm.

Aura that was tens of thousands of times stronger than the same level rushed out, instantly submerging Leng Fan, the first-level god.

He was like an ordinary person, approaching the sun and being instantly melted by the heat on the sun.

But in an instant, it turned into a dry bone and fell down.

Ning Qi also took this opportunity to escape further.

Everyone was stunned.

"Leng Fan is dead?"

"It seems."

"Are you killed by a holy lord?"

"It was a killing move. Is the power of this Holy Lord comparable to that of the second-level god?"

"It is difficult for the second-level honorary god to kill Leng Fan in one move..."

The Leng family strong men present looked at each other in a glance.

"No wonder the third young master came here specially. This holy master can kill the first-level god. If he wants to grow up in the future, that's not bad..."

Many people had a sudden look in their eyes.

"Don't you go after it?"

The voice of the Leng San Gong made everyone react, and they immediately led a group of monks to chase Ning Qi.

On the battleship, Old Yu frowned slightly. The Third Master Leng looked at him and said, "Old Yu, have you seen the existence of the Holy Lord who kills the God before?"

"I haven't seen it before."

Old Yu thought about it carefully and shook his head slightly, "No wonder he calculated that this boy was the enemy of the Leng family in the future. Such means and such qualifications would be difficult to deal with if they grow up."

Speaking of this, Mr. Yu suddenly paused. A look of thought appeared in his eyes, and then he said with a strange expression: "Three Young Master, although I have never seen the existence of killing the holy god in the realm of the Holy Lord, I am fighting the Void God to the death. I heard that he also used the Holy Lord's cultivation to fight.

He has killed the God of Honor, and he is not an ordinary God of Honor..."

"You said death?"

Leng Fan was stunned for a moment, and a panic flashed on his face. This was the automatic reaction after hearing the name. Death God, the ancient supreme god who rose very quickly, had some gaps with the Leng family. At that time, the Leng family had already established the ancient god world and was a top family, but was beaten by the Death God empty-handedly. Later, it was an ancestor of the Leng family.

Only by kneeling down and begging for mercy and becoming a minister under his command can you gain a trace of vitality.

That time, the Leng family was almost in desperate situation, and the disaster of extermination had already come to his head, so he was so frightened by that person.

In the future, the Leng family also had the habit of relying on the magic method to eliminate future enemies one by one. They did not want to face such an embarrassing situation again.

"Will this person have any connection with that person?"

The third young master Leng could no longer calm down.

Mr. Yu immediately said, "Don't panic, this is just a little holy master. It's impossible to have anything to do with that person. Even if there is one, we found him today, and directly eliminate him and then ban him from being able to spread the matter."

"We went to supervise the battle in person."

The third young master Leng said immediately.

Countless warships followed the order and chased the ancient gods.

Ning Qi's speed was already very fast, but the ancient god behind him was faster. They were narrowing the distance between the two sides at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Boy, don't run anymore, you can't run out in our hands."

"Come on, let's talk about life. I want to know why you killed Leng Fan."

The gods chasing the front followed and smiled while chasing.

Their aura is much stronger than Leng Fan, and even stronger than the Lord of Lingyuan Pavilion.

There are about five breaths left before they can completely catch up with Ning Qi.

Although they were teasing on the surface, they were also a little surprised.

Ning Qi's speed is too fast.

It doesn't look like the speed of the Holy Lord at all.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the ancient god!

Ning Qi burned his strength wildly and tried to go farther. He was not only not afraid, but was a little relieved.

The farther the opponent is from Lingyuan Pavilion, the better. As long as you delay for a few days, Ning Haotian can be resurrected.

After about a few breaths, Ning Qi finally stopped. There were more than a dozen ancient gods standing around him. Some of the ancient gods with similar cultivation levels to Leng Fan were standing behind, obviously to prevent him from ending up with the same fate as Leng Fan.
Chapter completed!