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The first thousand five hundred and seventy-eight chapters cut off an arm

"What? Make us look like this?"

The red-faced monks finally fell into panic. They were not afraid of death, but Cheng Liekong's appearance, which was worse than pigs and dogs, really made them feel tremble from the bottom of their hearts!

Not only them, but even the people of the Wang family who looked like Lie Kong had a chill from the bottom of their hearts. Some of the young generation of Wang family geniuses who had only heard of Ning Qi but had never seen Ning Qi, looked at Ning Qi with fear.

Is this the legendary Qinglong Continent that was killed thousands of years ago, and the weak defeated the strong. Is this the killing god Ning Beixuan, who killed the great saint of Aolong in the Aolong fairyland?

"Ancestor Beixuan is too cruel..."

Behind Wang Yan, an elder Zhifeng, took a breath.

"This is definitely a matter of being with Piaomiao Sect. I think it's inappropriate to do this."

Everyone did not know Ning Qi's real combat power now, nor did they know the true background of Piaomiao Sect, but their three words "creator" have been given some mysterious power since their practice. Although Ning Qi can defeat the three Creators now, how powerful should Piaomiao Sect, which can cultivate the Creator, be?

"Ning Beixuan, don't go too far! We are the Creator after all. Don't you leave any dignity for me? Leave a thread in everything and meet again in the future!"

The red-faced monk roared in a low voice, but even the Wang family whose cultivation level was less than the Dharma Realm could feel the fear he was carrying in his roar.

"Who will meet you in the future? After your Piaomiao Sect receives the news, you should send someone to save you? Well, as far as I know, the Sect Master of Piaomiao Sect is just the Creator of the Second Tribulation. If you know that you are captured by me, he will probably come here in person. At that time, all of you will be guardians in the Wang family."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"you!"

When the red-faced cultivator heard this, he felt endless fear in his heart and his face became extremely distorted. If he had hoped that the people from Piaomiao Sect would come to save him soon, now he hoped that the people from Piaomiao Sect would not come over. Otherwise, with the other party's terrifying strength, it would be possible that the prophecy would come true!

When the Piaomiao Sect thought that all the dog-like appearance of Lie Kong, the red-faced monk's heart started to be beating wildly without any effort.

"Well, a guest has arrived, I will deal with you three later."

Ning Qi smiled.

Wang Zhong was slightly stunned, and then a full thirty breaths passed before a disciple came to report that the six great immortal realms came together to ask for the meeting of the ancestor Beixuan.

Everyone in the Wang family was shocked!

The six great saints' cultivation was all great perfection in the Dharma Realm. They were extremely fast, but the ancestor Beixuan could have thirty breaths in advance. How terrifying was the divine thought of the ancestor Beixuan when they came? Thirty breaths before, the six saints might still be more than 100,000 miles away?

Soon, the six monks with different figures but exuding the Great Perfection Aura of Dharma Realm, led by an elder Zhifeng of the Wang family, came to the ancestral temple. Their eyes first swept over Liekong, then swept over the three red-faced monks on the pillar, and finally fell on Ning Qi.

Among these six people, the Great Saint of Middle Earth, the Great Saint of Qingming, the Great Saint of Kunpeng, the Great Saint of Lilong, and Ning Qi had more or less contact, but the other two Great Saints of Huanglong and the Great Saint of Manniu Ning Qi had no impression. Although they were also from the ancient forbidden area like the Great Saint of Lilong, their cultivation was obviously weaker than the Great Saint of Lilong.

"We will pay homage to the ancestor Beixuan."

None of the six great saints dared to show their qualifications in front of Ning Qi now, especially after they confirmed the identities of the three red-faced monks.

Even the Creator hung high and exposed to the sun under the scorching sun. What is their great perfection in the Dharma Realm?

A trace of curiosity flashed in the eyes of the Great Saint of Lilong.

"No gift."

Ning Qi smiled faintly and said, "I heard that Xuanzhen Fairyland has been divided up by you now?"

The six saints trembled slightly, and they thought to themselves that the show was coming. The other five saints turned their attention to the Great Saint of Middle Earth, because he had a good personal relationship with the Great Saint of Xuanzhen before, and the two great fairylands belonged to an alliance.

"Ancestor Beixuan, there are indeed some misunderstandings in this matter..."

The Great Saint of Middle-earth hesitated for a moment and spoke slowly.

"No need to explain, which hand I held it back, and now I can leave it."

Ning Qi smiled.

What?

The ancestor Beixuan wants the Six Saints to leave an arm?

After the shock, the faces of the Wang family rose with ecstasy. They have been frustrated for thousands of years, and today they can finally take revenge!

When those creators came to the Wang family to fight for the autumn wind, the six great saints reached into the Xuanzhen Fairyland and divided the cultivation resources of the Xuanzhen Fairyland. This was completely a waste of time. The Wang family has become more and more difficult in recent hundreds of years, and it has a great relationship with the actions of the six great saints!

"Bixuan Ancestor..."

The Great Saint of Middle Earth was slightly stunned. Ning Qi said that it was definitely not that simple to keep his arm. It would definitely cut off the vitality of his arm and he would not be able to regenerate that kind in the future. This would be a great damage to their combat power, so the Great Saint of Middle Earth wanted to explain a few more words.

"Or I will do it myself and hang here with these three creators of Piaomiao Sect. By the way, this wardrobes are called Liekong. You should recognize them? The son of Lieyang, the elder of Piaomiao Sect, is it just a matter of my fault that I did it too quickly and did not leave his father's life. Otherwise, what a honor would it be to be my Wang family's wardrobes together today?"

Ning Qi smiled and touched Liekong's dog head.

Liekong could only curse in his mouth, but his body could not move.

puff!

The Great Sage Qingming took the lead in cutting off his arm, and everyone found that his wound was pitch black and had lost his vitality. He would never be able to give birth to a new arm in the future unless the body was reshaped!

Immediately afterwards, the Great Sage Kunpeng waved his hand to cut off his arm, and the wound was also pitch black.

Seeing this, the Great Sage of Middle Earth sighed slightly in his heart. If he did not do what Ning Qi said today, he would be even more miserable.

When he also cut off his arm, only three people did not move. The Lilong Great Saint smiled awkwardly at Ning Qi, and before he could speak, his arms were cut off.

"I released you from the ancient forbidden area. Although I don't have a good impression of most of the Wang family, I am my mother's family after all. Not only do you not know how to repay you, but you are taking the blame. I broke your arms today, are you convinced?"

Ning Qi looked at the Great Saint of Lilong coldly.

What? When so many ancient strong men came out of the ancient forbidden area, they were actually released by the ancestor Beixuan?
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