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Chapter six hundred and ninety first aggressive

Chapter 691 Aggressive

Xu Zijing originally had a high status in Yunqi Sect. In addition to the true disciple and the elder Qingyi, Feng Zilu had a higher status than him. Now, there was a sudden increase in Ning Qi, which made him feel very unhappy.

"Haha, why call me Senior Brother?"

Zong Yin looked at Xu Zijing with a smile. He had made enemies with this guy and had a bad relationship.

"What? Is it because his cultivation speed is different from that of ordinary people, your sect Yin is going to flatter him? Do you know if he was hiding his cultivation level or even his age before entering the sect?"

Xu Zijing sneered, and when everyone heard this, a hint of suspicion suddenly appeared on their faces, because the meaning of Xu Zijing's words was obvious that Ning Qi might be a spy from other families or sects.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that Senior Brother Ning has been accepted as the true teaching by Elder of the Forbidden Land forbidden Land. Therefore, he is a true teaching disciple. According to the sect rules, shouldn't we call Senior Brother?"

Zong Yin smiled and said.

True news?

Everyone was startled and quickly saluted Ning Qi, calling him Senior Brother, Feng Zilu was no exception.

Xu Zijing's face was very pale at this moment, and he glanced at Ning Qi in disbelief. Finally, he saluted very reluctantly: "Senior Brother Ning."

Ning Qi glanced at him lightly, ignored Xu Zijing, but smiled at Zongyin and others: "My junior brothers and sisters, you were not in the sect before, and it will take us several days to reach the Jiuzhou Empire. During this period, why not talk about their own experiences and pass the time?"

"good."

Feng Zilu nodded with a smile.

"Damn it! He dared to ignore me!"

Xu Zijing's face turned red and white.

Afterwards, Ning Qi and Feng Zilu and other inner disciples fought fiercely. Not long after, everyone became familiar with each other. Only Xu Zijing stood beside him and sulked. Perhaps he had offended too many people in the sect on weekdays, and no one paid attention to him at all. Zong Yin felt secretly happy when he saw this scene.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed.

The warship landed directly at the south gate of the Jiuzhou Empire's capital. At the same time, several warships fell one after another. It seemed that they should be one of the 36 top sects who came to participate in the qualifying competition.

Tian Jianhou stood on the high-rise buildings in the city walls and watched the warships landing coldly. He had no favoritism for the qualifying competition. Every time this time, all kinds of troubles would happen in the capital. As the highest-ranking guardian in the southern gate, he sometimes had to pay for these things.

Ning Qi and others followed Deng Tong and Nutao and walked off the warship. Then Deng Tong waved his hand and swept it, and the warship shrank out of thin air and fell into his sleeve.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked towards him. He was more than nine feet tall and had a faint smile on his face. Behind him, there were ten young men and women with cultivation levels similar to Zong Yin and others, as well as three or four Douzong-level deacons.

"Huang Haitao, the Great Elder of Yudan Sect?"

Ning Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.

He had seen this middle-aged man in the Shuilong Holy City.

Before coming, Ning Qi had collected information. Among the 36 top sects, the Yudan Sect is definitely the top three. It is much stronger than the Yunqi Sect. There are nine people with the Dou Sheng level alone! This is still on the surface, and I don’t know if there are still some immortal old monsters hidden in secret.

"Elder Huang."

When Deng Tong saw Huang Haitao, his face changed slightly, a little ugly, but he still bowed politely.

Huang Haitao chuckled and glanced at everyone. When he saw Ning Qi, his eyes moved slightly. He felt that this boy looked familiar, but now he couldn't remember where he had seen him. After discovering that Ning Qi was just a star Dou Zong, he didn't care much and regarded him as an ordinary deacon elder.

"Deng Tong, this time, your Yunqi Sect brings these little guys to participate in the qualifying competition? Is there a Douhuang in the eighth level?"

Huang Haitao showed a sarcastic smile.

Ning Qi's eyes changed slightly when he heard this. Huang Haitao mocked him as soon as he met. He was afraid that his relationship with Yunqi Sect was not very good.

Deng Tong laughed dryly and said, "Elder Huang, our Yunqi Sect is not as good as your Yudan Sect. If there is nothing else, I will say goodbye first."

After saying that, he signaled to everyone and walked straight to the south gate.

But the next moment, Huang Haitao moved his figure and appeared in front of Deng Tong, stopping Deng Tong. He smiled and said, "Don't be so anxious. Have you forgotten that every qualifying match of my Yudan Sect, I have to make a bet with your Yunqi Sect? This time, this time is no exception. Let's do this. If you can get the 34th place this time, just think I lose and give you 50,000 medium-grade spiritual crystals, and vice versa. What do you think?"

"Fifty thousand medium-grade spiritual crystals?"

Deng Tong's face was a little ashen.

This is equivalent to the price of a low-grade Tianjiao fighting machine. Although there were bets in previous years, it only took 5,000 or 10,000 yuan at most. Every time, Yunqi Sect lost a lot. This time, the other party actually spoke directly about 50,000 medium-grade spiritual crystals, obviously intending to take advantage of the situation to rob!

"Elder Huang, you are joking. According to the rules of previous years, let's bet on a medium-grade spiritual crystal of 10,000 yuan."

Deng Tong smiled and knew that the bet was inevitable, but at least, he could minimize the losses.

As soon as these words were spoken, the deacons and inner disciples of the Yudan Sect chuckled.

On the Yunqi Sect, Wuhu was the leader, and a group of deacon elders and inner disciples glared at each other.

The atmosphere on both sides seemed a little nervous, and the passers-by around stopped a little gossiping, wanting to see a good show.

Above the tall building, Tian Jianhou was originally showing gloating expressions. Looking at this scene, but when he saw Ning Qi, his face suddenly changed slightly.

"Have this guy broken through to Douzong?"

The Heavenly Sword Hou found that Ning Qi's cultivation was already the One Star Dou Sect, and a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face. He remembered that the last time he saw Ning Qi, the other party was just the peak Dou Emperor!

"Ten thousand medium-grade spiritual crystals? Are you giving me a beggar?"

Huang Haitao looked at Deng Tong with a smile, aggressive.

"Elder Deng, since they want to bet, our Yunqi Sect will bet, why should we bet?"

Ning Qi suddenly said.

Swish, everyone looked at Ning Qi immediately, and Futao was furious: "What qualifications do you have to speak? Go back!"

Ning Qi smiled faintly and ignored it, just looked at Deng Tong.

"Oh, Senior Brother Ning is young and energetic. We have never won the bet between Yunqi Sect and Yudan Sect once. If we lose 50,000 medium-grade spiritual crystals this time, our cultivation resources will probably be reduced by another 20%!"

"Haha, Ning Qi, I see how you end up in the future!"

Xu Zijing looked at Ning Qi gloatingly.

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