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Chapter 1365 The odds of winning are zero

"The Qinglong Calendar, the 13th Ancient Period, 12089, the Great Sage of Aolong fell!"

"The Qinglong Calendar, the 13th Ancient Period, 12089, the Aolong Fairyland withdrew from the stage!"

"The Qinglong Calendar, the 13th Ancient Period, 12089, in this year, the Great Sage of Beixuan emerged and became the fifth in the Qinglong List, ranking above the Great Sage of the Baxia and the Great Sage of Chunyang."

"The Qinglong Calendar, the 13th Anniversary, 12089, this year is the Beixuan Year."

...

It has been a full month since Ning Qi killed the Great Sage of Aolong and broke through to the middle stage of the Dharma Realm. In the past month, Ning Qi has been stably in the top-level practice training ground that he had just broken through. He has been in it for 30 years, and his realm has also stabilized.

He didn't know how much turbulence the outside world had caused due to the fall of the Great Sage of Aolong. The Aolong Fairyland was already in chaos. The late-stage cultivators of the **-level realm who were originally practicing came out of the mountains. Even the existences who had walked out of the ancient forbidden land gathered in the Aolong Fairyland, and the representative figure was the Great Sage of Lilong.

Without the Aolong Fairyland without the Aolong Great Saint, in the eyes of this group of people, it is a hot commodity, and everyone wants to take a bite.

Middle Ancient City.

The Great Saint of Middle Earth, the Great Saint of Qingming, the Great Saint of Kunpeng, the Great Saint of Domination, and the Great Saint of Chunyang, except for the Great Saint of Xuanzhen who went to the Central Continent and the Great Saint of Aolong, the five saints gathered together.

The faces of the Great Sage of the Doha and the Great Sage of the Chunyang were a little ugly.

The Great Sage of Qingming looked calm, and the Great Sage of Kunpeng looked at everyone with a smile. Finally, when his eyes met the Great Sage of Middle Earth, they both smiled.

After a while of silence, the Great Sage Chunyang took the lead and said, "I had already said that this boy must be killed. In the past few years, his cultivation has reached this point. I heard that after killing the Great Sage Aolong, the Dharma Image was able to break through. Now he is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Dharma Image Realm, right? When he reaches the late stage of the Dharma Image Realm, even if the Great Sage Xuanzhen is added, are you and me his opponents? This is another Fengjiu Immortal!!"

"It's still time to take advantage of his cultivation level that has just broken through and is still unstable, the five of us join forces to suppress him. Before the Great Saint of Xuanzhen returns, we will divide the Aolong Fairyland."

Dominate the Great Sage's faint way.

"You Baxia Fairyland and Chunyang Fairyland are closest to Aolong Fairyland. If you want to divide it, you will also divide it. I, Qingming Fairyland, do not intend to get involved in this matter."

The Great Sage Qingming said lightly.

“Additional.”

The Great Saint Kunpeng smiled slightly.

"Two, don't forget that this son can kill the Great Sage of Aolong this time. Next time, maybe it's you and me. Do you really want to raise a tiger to be a disaster?"

The Grand Sage Chunyang said with an ugly expression.

"Compared with this boy, I think you are a tiger. Even the Lilong Fairyland that your master has worked hard to capture without blinking. Ning Beixuan is probably much better than you. At least, he did not take advantage of the absence of the Great Sage of Xuanzhen to attack the Xuanzhen Fairyland."

The Great Sage Kunpeng looked at the Great Sage Chunyang with a smile.

"Sage Kunpeng, what do you mean?"

The eyes of Chunyang's Great Sage suddenly became cold, and murderous intent filled his eyes.

"Yo? Still want to do it? Don't forget that when I was sitting in the middle of the ancient city, you were just a little follower behind the Lilong Great Saint. When you saw me, why did you call me?"

The Great Sage Kunpeng smiled mockingly.

Chunyang's Great Sage was furious. Seeing that they were about to start arguing, the Great Sage of Domineering quickly said, "Now is not a time to argue about this matter. We must take a charter. As a great Sage, we don't kill it at any time. Because of Fengjiuxian, Senior Liekong did not say that he would kill the Great Sage Xuanzhen. You all have backers in the central continent behind you, and the Great Sage Aolong is no exception. I heard that his backer has a close relationship with the Daoyan Immortal Emperor. When the other party descends here, what will you and I explain to others?"

"What you mean is to suppress this son and leave it to the backer behind Aolong Great Saint?"

The Great Saint of Middle-earth smiled slightly.

"That's exactly what you think?"

The Great Sage of Domineering smiled and nodded.

"If you want to go, you have something to do. I have to leave first. I don't believe it. At that time, I didn't offend this son at all. Will he come to trouble me? But you both have to be careful. I remember that when I joined forces with the Great Saint Xuanzhen to suppress Feng Jiuxian, you have a share, right? Hahaha!"

The Great Saint Kunpeng smiled and stood up and left.

"I'll say goodbye first."

The Great Sage of Qingming smiled slightly and left with the Great Sage of Kunpeng.

"I'm even more unlikely to suppress this guy. Don't look at me, you have to go, you can discuss it yourself."

The Great Sage of Middle Earth saw that the Great Sage of Baxia and the Great Sage of Chunyang looked at him one after another, laughed, got up and patted his butt, and left without hesitation.

"These idiots!"

The Grand Sage Chunyang couldn't help but swear.

The Great Sage of the Domineering Sword looked at him and sighed slowly: "Stop this matter. With Ning Beixuan's cultivation level, even if you and I join forces, they will not be sure to suppress it. But you, I heard that the Great Sage of Lilong is almost half of the Aolong Fairyland, are you not going to take action?"

A hint of fear that was not easy to detect in the deep eyes of the Chunyang Great Saint, but he said calmly on the surface: "His cultivation has fallen and cannot be restored for thousands of years. Let him stir up trouble. Since you don't have the courage to join forces with me, I will go to the Central Continent in person. If you go along this time, I will also go to the Nine Heavens Sword Sect."

"Oh? Are you planning to kill someone with a knife?"

The big sage's eyes moved slightly.

"The Nine Heaven Sword Sect should have cultivators coming here, but I don't know why they have been slow to take action. It's not a secret that Ning Beixuan killed Wang Lan and Sikong? I went this time to remind them, so that the disciples of the Nine Heaven Sword Sect will die in the Qinglong Continent, but no one came forward to avenge these two people and became a laughing stock for everyone."

The Pure Yang Great Sage's faint Tao.

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

The Great Sage's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Oh? So good!"

A smile appeared in the eyes of the Chunyang Great Sage.

………

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Zi and the others' Dharma image has not yet been condensed?"

After Ning Qi came out of the top-level practice training ground, the first thing he did was to set up a forbidden method and shout Xiao Liu out. Seeing that his face was a little tired, it was very likely that Ning Zi and others encountered some difficulties when they broke through the Dharma Realm.

"It should take some time, right? Your Dharma image has advanced?"

Xiaoliu's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Um."

Ning Qi smiled and said, "I can also kill the existence of the Great Perfect Dharma Realm. I am looking for you this time to ask, what are the strengths of the half-step fortune-level cultivator? If I face it, what is the chance of winning?"

"The chance of winning?"
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