"Are you talking to me?"

Xiao Liu frowned.

"What about that?"

Su Aori sneered.

“What qualifications do you have to talk to me?

Go and play."

Xiao Liu rolled his eyes, turned around and left.

Su Aori was suddenly furious. He looked at the sky with a sneer on his face. Time was about to come. Ning Qi would not come out again and he would accept the punishment of heaven! Thinking of this, Su Aori left the yard directly. There were dense figures everywhere on the mountain range. Su Aori had a slight estimate in his heart. In addition, there were millions of external disciples, inner disciples, true disciples, and masters from all sides who came to watch the battle. According to different identities, the people were divided into groups. For example, more than a dozen saint kings came this time, and they were standing in the void above everyone's heads and chatting. No one else dared to fly higher than them.

Su Aori saw at a glance where Ma Minrong and other holy sons of the Qing Emperor's holy land were located, and flew over with a smile.

"Su Aori, my elder brother is coming soon, where is Ning Beixuan?"

Ma Minrong looked at Su Aori and said coldly.

Before, because of his wrong judgment of Ning Qi's strength, he was embarrassed in public, and he was still a little dissatisfied with Su Aori! Swish, all the holy sons and saints looked at Su Aori one after another.

Su Aori smiled wryly and bowed to everyone, "I have already investigated it. He is not in the yard. This kid may be afraid to escape!"

Fear of absconding?

The saints and saints showed strange smiles on their faces. They believed Su Aori's statement. Not to mention Ning Qi, if they were against the horse god, if there was no heavenly punishment, they would probably run away.

Unfortunately, when the Qing Emperor's battle monument came out, he wanted to escape?

A foolish dream.

"Haha, I have never seen what Tian Fei looks like. If this boy escapes, it will be my wish."

Ma Handong smiled faintly.

"Senior Brother Ma is right, I also want to see what Tian Fei looks like."

"Me too."

The saints and saints all agreed and laughed.

Ning Beixuan escaped?

Su Aori's voice deliberately did not lower it, so except for the Holy Son and Saint, other true disciples, internal and external disciples, and masters from all walks of life who also heard it. The news was like a plague, and it spread to millions of people in an instant. In the end, it turned out from: Ning Beixuan suspected of escaping, and turned into: Ning Beixuan was already afraid of escaping.

This time, the mountains here suddenly became lively.

They all came to watch the battle. If one of the protagonists escaped, wouldn’t it be a waste of time? Many people cursed and cursed Ning Qi’s soul that was chopped by heaven.

But some people were still very calm. They swept the Dou Emperor, led by King Fang and King Ma, in the sky, and waited quietly.

If Ning Qi really escaped, how could these fighting emperors stand here so safely?

"Young Master, will this Ning Beixuan really be that Ning Beixuan?"

Behind the square formation of the inner disciples of the Qing Emperor Holy Land, Ximen Longyi and Ximen Kong stood behind Ximen Lanshan. Among them, Ximen Kong asked in a low voice.

Ximen Lanshan has recently successfully entered the Qingdi Holy Land and became one of the 100,000 inner disciples. He believes that with his qualifications, he will be promoted to a true disciple in no time. Finally, he will become one of the hundreds of saints and reach the peak of his life! However, since he heard about Ma Shenji and Ning Qi, Ximen Lanshan has been in a bad mood these days. He came to this mountain range to see if the two Ning Beixuans were the same person. However, Ning Qi did not leave the door, which made his intention fail and could only stand here with everyone and wait anxiously.

"It can't be the same person. I admit that Ning Beixuan is very strong, but he is absolutely not strong enough to suppress the five Dou Sheng at the same time. He should be of the same name and surname."

Ximen Lanshan’s faint stance.

"Huh~ That's good."

Ximen Kong breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he thinks of the scene where he was suppressed by Ning Qi before, he will wake up from his sleep, hoping that one day he can take revenge and return the humiliation that Ning Qi gave him to Ning Qi. But if Ning Qi really grew to the point where he could suppress the five Dou Sheng, he might be disappointed. He would not want to take revenge in this life, and Ximen Kong naturally would not want to see this scene.

Ximen Longyi and the other two had the same idea as him. After hearing Ximen Lanshan's words, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Ma Shen Ji is here!"

"It's him!"

"The two people around him are..." "It's Jiang Huai and Li Xueyin, the other two of the three saints!"

"I didn't expect that they were here too. The three saints gathered together, so we didn't come in vain this time."

"Li Xueyin is as beautiful as the rumor, and she is beautiful and unparalleled! I don't know who can marry this woman in the future. She has accumulated a lifetime of virtue!"

Everyone was envious, admiring, and admiring as the three of them came through the air. Ma Shenji was following a young man and a woman. The young man had a cynical smile on his face, and the woman had a frosty face. The three of them finally flew to Ma Yuansheng and Fang Qinyang and bowed.

"Okay, okay, Jianghuai, your cultivation has improved and you will become an emperor in the future."

Before Ma Yuansheng could speak, Fang Qinyang had the most experienced ones, and became the leader of the Holy King here, and took the lead in praising him.

"Where is it, the Holy King Fang praised it."

Jiang Huai laughed and then he glanced at everyone below and asked in confusion: "What?

Haven’t Ning Beixuan come out yet?"

“What a big air.”

Li Xueyin said coldly.

Ma Shenji smiled slightly, and looked at the sky with no concern, "According to the agreed time, there is still a stick of incense. If he doesn't come out, we can also see what the punishment of heaven looks like."

As he said that, he looked at Su Lingfeng and his mouth slightly raised.

Su Lingfeng seemed to feel his provocation, and nodded with a faint smile, then started talking to Ma Yuansheng, but a trace of anxiety that everyone could not detect flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Ma Minrong looked at Ma Shenji, who stood side by side with the great saints, talking with each other.

Not only him, but all the holy sons were secretly envious and jealous in their hearts. Apart from the three saints in the Qing Emperor Holy Land, the remaining holy sons were not qualified to stand with the Holy King.

"Is the time here?

Did Ning Beixuan really escape?"

Ma Handong suddenly sneered.

This sentence is like a fuse igniting a firecracker. The place suddenly buzzes, and they mock and insult them. A mere wandering cultivator is even bigger than a saint king! If this boy hadn't been afraid to escape, would he have to come out?

"Well, it seems that he doesn't dare to come out."

Jianghuai said with a smile.

"Ling Feng, you've misunderstood this time."

Ma Yuansheng smiled faintly.

Fang Qinyang sneered: "A waste of a Qing Emperor battle monument."

At this moment, the gate of the yard suddenly opened, and a figure slowly walked out. He glanced at the millions of monks here and smiled faintly: "Am I late?"
Chapter completed!