"It seems that your Wang family is really going to rebel?"

The red-faced monks and the other two saw the figure at the gate and stopped them directly, unable to help but sneer.

"Which branch are you a child, why don't you retreat quickly!"

A trace of anger flashed in Wang Yan's eyes and appeared directly beside the figure. But when he saw the figure's appearance clearly, his next words immediately swallowed back his stomach and looked at the figure with some surprise.

"You, you are..."

Wang Yan's lips moved slightly.

After confirming what Dongfang Lingxuan said, Ning Qi did not hide his whereabouts and removed the disguise of his appearance. Although nearly four thousand years have passed, Ning Qi's appearance has not changed much.

Ning Qi glanced at Wang Yan indifferently. After more than three thousand years, from nothing to something, his current cultivation level is deeper than the original Great Saint of Xuanzhen. It seems that when he used his divine grace to beat him back to a child, Wang Yan was lucky in disguise. Otherwise, with his original qualifications, let alone four thousand years, even eight thousand years, he would be at least equal to the Great Saint of Xuanzhen.

Ning Qi ignored Wang Yan, his eyes fell on the red-faced monks and said lightly: "Are you cultivators from Piaomiao Sect?"

"You are Ning Beixuan?"

The red-faced monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally recognized Ning Qi's appearance. Isn't it Ning Beixuan?

"Is Ning Beixuan back?"

The elders of the Wang family's major peaks showed shock, but after the shock, they had a little concern. If Ning Qi did not appear, it would be fine. The Wang family would lose at most some money. However, Ning Qi's appearance in the Wang family today may bring disaster to the Wang family. The disappearance of Xuanzhen Great Sage, they suspected that it was related to Ning Qi.

"Ha? He is Ning Beixuan? It's really easy to get it!"

The two Creator of the One Tribulation next to the red-faced monks suddenly showed ecstasy on their faces. As the Creator of the Two Tribulations, the Red-faced monks were not as excited as they were, but instead felt a little solemn. Over the past few thousand years, Piaomiao Sect has gone to the Wang family to fight Qiufeng for thousands of years. The Red-faced monk is the strongest existence in the Piaomiao Sect except the Sect Master. However, from the beginning, he did not intend to really find Ning Beixuan here. He was interested in the Wang family's cultivation resources, and prepared to boil the frogs in warm water to squeeze out all the foundation of the Wang family.

After all, Ning Beixuan killed Liekong, who had just broken through to the Creator of the One Tribulation in Feixianfang City, and could quietly leave. Even the Immortal King of Ganges could not catch it. If it were the Creator of the Two Tribulations, I was afraid that it would not be possible.

The red-faced monk was about to speak, but at this time the two creators of the creators around him had reached out to grab Ning Qi. Seeing this, the red-faced monk quietly took a step back, preparing to see Ning Qi's background.

"not good!"

The people of the Wang family thought to themselves that something was wrong. If the Creator took action here, the Wang family might be destroyed!

A trace of disdain flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, and the fairy spirit energy surged out in his body. Without the other party's time to react, Ning Qi fainted after a meeting.

Dongdong!

Two creators of the first robbery fell at Ning Qi's feet. Wang Yan and others felt relieved and frightened when they saw this scene. They felt relieved and frightened because they were very arrogant every time they came to the Wang family in the past two years. They threatened to destroy the entire Wang family. They were frightened because they knew that these three were cultivators of the Piaomiao Sect of the Lumen Immortal Dynasty. The red-faced cultivator was even the elder of the Piaomiao Sect. They had a higher cultivation level than the Lieyang Venerable. If the Piaomiao Sect had taken care of it, their Wang family would be destroyed in an instant!

When the red-faced monk saw this scene, a hint of panic flashed deep in his eyes, because from the time he took action to the time he stopped, he did not see Ning Qi's background, nor did he notice any breath of creation power.

"Ning Beixuan, you don't know if you are in trouble?"

The red-faced monk said coldly.

"I am not going to be a disaster, I don't know, I only know that you three can't leave this place today."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"What? Are you planning to leave me and the other three here? Do you know what the three of us are?"

The red-faced monk was slightly surprised.

"What's the identity? It's just a mere Piaomiao Sect. I'm going to get the head of the old man, the Immortal King of the Ganges. Who are you Piaomiao Sect?"

Ning Qi sneered.

"Impossible! You are talking big, what a figure is the Ganges Immortal King? You can't even compare to his hair. Although you are the commander of the Alchemist Alliance, you are a sinful body. The Alchemist Alliance will not fight against the Ganges Immortal King for you. The news of your emergence today will inevitably reach the Ganges Immortal King's ears, and you will definitely die!"

The red-faced monk looked at Ning Qi in surprise.

"You don't have to worry about these things."

Ning Qi sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the scenery around him had changed. The red-faced monk god unconsciously activated the realm of creation, covering Ning Qi.

"Hahaha! Ning Beixuan, what if you have strong combat power? If you enter my Creation Realm, unless you are the Creator of the Three Tribulations, otherwise I will consume you to death!"

The voice of the red-faced monk rang in the air.

In the realm of creation, he is God.

Ning Qi swept his mind around and suddenly punched him out. The scene around him suddenly collapsed, and the two appeared again at the door of the reception hall. The only difference was that the red-faced monk fell to the ground, venting more and inlet less.

Wang Yan and others looked at the scene in amazement. The scene was quiet and the needle was heard. Ning Qi reached out and grabbed it. Wang Zhong, who was lying in the corner of the reception hall, was supported by the fairy spirit aura. He was seriously injured and his bones and meridians were broken. Ning Qi thought about it, and the power of creation instantly poured into Wang Yan's body.

Under this rule of heaven, the power of creation can not only create things, but also has a great healing effect on injuries. Ning Qi's power of creation, which is dozens of times thicker than ordinary creatures, instantly improved Wang Yan's injury by 70% or 80%.

"Thank you, Ancestor Beixuan!"

Wang Zhong turned over and knelt on the ground, looking ecstatic.

"Go and find three pillars, hang them up, and spread the news of my return. I heard that you have lost control of the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm now? Let the other six great Immortal Realm Lords come to see me."

Ning Qi said lightly, and after saying that, he turned around and left, ignoring Wang Yan and others.

Silence for a long time.

"Piaomiao Sect may not be easy to offend. I think it would be better to let these three people go..."

Wang Yan opened his mouth.

Wang Zhong then looked at Wang Yan, "Honor of the Family, have you heard what the Ancestor Beixuan said before? What the Ancestor Beixuan said was to hang them up and you want to let them go, why not ask Ancestor Beixuan before you talk!"
Chapter completed!