"Honor, things are not right."

The Qilin, who had the eighth turn of the emperor, also saw some spearheads, and his face gradually became ugly.

"Look first, if Qinglong can't take this son, we can only capture him alive."

Venerable Bing looked a little more serious.

The worst thing in the mood now is probably Qinglong. No matter what means he uses, Ning Qi just stood like this and couldn't hurt him at all.

Such strength is beyond Qinglong's imagination! "You, after all..." Qinglong sweated heavily and looked at Ning Qi, unable to even speak.

"Want to know what kind of strength I have now?"

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

The fear in Qinglong's eyes became stronger and stronger. He had never experienced this feeling for many years. Only when he was with Ning Qi very early, similar feelings would occasionally arise.

At that time, he was hailed as the number one genius of the Qinglong clan, and there was almost no one among the various tribes in the Shenluo Realm who could compete with him. Only in front of Ning Qi, he always felt breathless.

In terms of seniority, he is much higher than Ning Qi's lifetime, but Ning Qi has been a mortal and has been stronger than him after three hundred years.

Since then, he has always compared himself with Ning Qi.

Whether it is meeting friends or meeting the elders in the council, everyone's attention is focused on Ning Qi. This feeling makes the Qinglong feel like a poisonous snake biting in his heart all day long.

But in fact, when Ning Qi died in the end, he did not receive the same treatment as Ning Qi. Qinglong attributed this reason to the inner demon, so he wanted to find Ning Qi in every life and kill him again and again, hoping to use this to get rid of the inner demon.

Finally, I found that this not only could not be eliminated, but the inner demon became more and more serious because he could never face Ning Qi head-on.

Now Qinglong made up his mind to get rid of the inner demons that had been in his heart for many years, and then he found that the strength of the “inner demons” in front of him was beyond his imagination.

This feeling... is hard to describe... "What kind of strength are you?"

Qinglong gritted his teeth and said.

"It's not much different from the seventh step, right?

However, in terms of cultivation, the Emperor is still the Nine Turns. He has not broken through the boundary of the sixth step. Is it just a means? I feel that I can kill a white dragon."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

"Impossible! If your cultivation level is still the Nine Turns of the Great Emperor, why can you have the means comparable to the seventh step!"

Qinglong's face changed again and again.

He knew who the white dragon was mentioned in Ning Qi.

That is an existence in the Qinglong clan that has lived for countless years. No one even knows whether it has the bloodline of the Qinglong clan. He only knows that he is one of the dozen members of the Supreme Saint Council! His cultivation is unfathomable! "With your strength, I can't understand it. I can only say that our life forms are completely different."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! It's the inner demon! I must be blinded by the inner demon now. You are fake! You are illusory! I want to kill you!"

Qinglong roared and rushed towards Ning Qi.

During this process, his body was constantly getting smaller, and his clothes even fell to the ground because they didn't fit.

After a few breaths.

A child with a bare butt, about seven or eight years old, looked at Ning Qi in a daze: "What method are you doing? Where is my cultivation level?

Where is my cultivation level?”

"Your cultivation is gone."

Ning Qi smiled.

far away.

When Master Bing saw this scene with his own eyes, he felt creepy and said with a serious expression: "Let's go, this guy has a strange method. Go back and report to the Qilin King and make another decision!"

"yes!"

The two Qilins wanted to run away immediately. Seeing that Venerable Bing did not force his attack on Ning Qi, they nodded quickly.

"Walk?

Where to go?"

A sound suddenly sounded in the ears of the three-headed unicorns.

Venerable Bing's body froze slightly. He turned around and saw Ning Qiti slipping in front of them at some point.

"John Bing, aren't you ordered to capture me back to the Qilin tribe?

Why did you deliberately let Qinglong come and kill me?

I really don’t know that your Qilin clan is so hypocritical.”

Ning Qi smiled.

"What do you want."

Venerable Bing said in a deep voice.

"I don't want to do anything. I'm still missing a few kirin mounts. Why don't you just let me do it?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Let them be mounts?

Anger suddenly surged in Venerable Bing's heart, "Rareless! Our Qilin King is also in the seventh step. If you dare to capture us as mounts, no matter how far away you are, the Qilin King will not let you go!"

"Where is the Divine Realm of Creation?

Can he come in?"

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

The Realm of Creation?

A chill suddenly rose from the soles of Master Bing's feet and rushed straight into the sky spirit cover. At this moment, he had some enlightenment. Could the other party be free to enter and exit the Divine Realm of Creation?

The fire Qilin that shamed the Qilin clan was also hidden in the Divine Realm of Creation by him?

"You..." A hint of horror surged in Venerable Bing's eyes.

The next moment, Ning Qi suddenly had three arms on his body, and he directly grabbed Master Bing and two other Qilins. After the three Qilins were caught, he felt that his cultivation level was completely imprisoned and he could not break free.

"I'm leaving, I'll take you to see the scenery in the Divine Realm of Creation."

Ning Qi laughed loudly.

………The Realm of Creation.

courtyard.

When Ning Qi appeared, Zhao Er and Zuo were chatting with Xuanyuan Lin. When they saw Ning Qi with a child and three-headed Qilin, the expression on their faces suddenly became strange.

"Boss! The matter at the bone burial site is over?"

Xuanyuan Lin ran up quickly.

"it's over."

Ning Qi nodded slightly and told the matter roughly. After hearing the strong man in golden armor appear, Xuanyuan Lin's face suddenly changed one after another.

"Father...is still alive?"

Xuanyuan Lin's voice trembled extremely.

Father?

What is this kid's identity?

Qinglong, Venerable Bing, and the two great emperors' eight-turned Qilins, their eyes changed instantly when they looked at Xuanyuan Lin! "It should be alive, but later they were taken away by an unknown existence."

Ning Qi nodded slightly.

He was not sure whether the strong man in golden armor could survive, but he was unwilling to let Xuanyuan Lin have no hope at all, so he did not tell Xuanyuan Lin about the details.

"As long as my father is still alive!"

Xuanyuan Lin's expression became more and more excited.

"Master, are they?"

Zhao Er looked at Qinglong and Bing Venerable curiously.

"captive."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Ning Beixuan, are you planning to kill me?"

Qinglong spoke slowly.

He knew that he had lost, but he suddenly became clear. The winner would be the king and the loser would be the enemy. The worst thing would be to die.

"I usually don't kill some of the enemies that I hate."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Then you..." Qinglong felt a sense of obscenity.

Immediately afterwards, he was taken to the clone of Emperor Liu by Qinglong, and with a slight drop, he lowered his cultivation to the fifth step of Qinglong.
Chapter completed!