Zhao Tong sat blankly on a stool, which was shorter than an ordinary stool, so after he sat down, he almost only reached everyone's waists.

Ning Qi sat in the center of the main seat and smiled at Zhao Tong, "Junior brother, can you sit comfortably on this stool specially prepared for you?"

"Comfortable..." Zhao Tong squeezed out a forced smile on his face, but his heart was extremely humiliated! The emperors around him were sitting on normal stools, but Ning Qi sat on him with such a child. What is this humiliation?

Zhao Tong regretted that he had retained his previous appearance. If he had known this, he would have changed his appearance! Fang Lengming glanced at Zhao Tong, and then told Ning Qi about what happened in the heavenly court over the years.

The original site of the Heavenly Court has been occupied by the Silver Dragon, and 20 to 30% of the people in the past have defected to the Silver Dragon.

"Silver Dragon..." Ning Qi sighed softly, "He really thought that luck was in the heavenly court, so he could escape this disaster?"

"good."

Fang Lengming nodded with a smile.

There was also a smile in everyone's eyes, and Niu Dazhuang said slightly mockingly: "I said that luck lies in the master, and where the master is, the heavenly court! Unfortunately, this senior Silver Dragon doesn't believe it!"

"It's normal for him not to believe it, because he knew that I went to that place, and even the God King would probably not be able to escape."

Ning Qi smiled faintly and said, "In his eyes, I should be sure to die."

Everyone took a breath of cold air in their hearts. After Ning Qi said this, did Yinlong really not lie to them?

Ning Qi really went to an extremely dangerous place?

After everyone was shocked, they were very glad that at least Ning Qi is back now. No matter how dangerous it was before, they were unable to keep Ning Qi.

Zhao Tong also showed a hint of curiosity in his eyes. Where else can trap the God Lord and the God King?

"Silver Dragon has helped me a lot, so it's okay to give it to him."

Ning Qi smiled.

Although Niu Dazhuang and others were a little disappointed when they heard this, since Ning Qi spoke, they would not have any resentment.

"Senior brother, it's really getting late. If I don't go back..." Zhao Tong spoke slowly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall. Seeing this, Zhao Tong's eyes suddenly showed surprise, and subconsciously stood up and said, "The Demonic God King!"

God King?

Is there really a God King coming to find Zhao Tong?

Everyone's hearts were stuttering, but they soon calmed down because they saw a smile on Ning Qi's face.

"It seems that Brother Ning has really reached that legendary realm."

A sigh flashed in Dongfang Haojie's eyes.

"Why haven't you returned to Fang Yan's world for so long?

Did you meet your acquaintance here?"

The Demon God King slowly walked into the hall and said with a smile.

His body and Zhao Tong are two extremes. One is as short as a child, and the other is as tall as a giant.

When he came here, he seemed to have his own domain, and the ground with it as the center gradually became stained with a layer of black air.

Just as this layer of black air was about to attack everyone, Ning Qi stood up and greeted her. In an instant, the black air seemed to be dark and encountered the sunlight of dawn, and it instantly retreated into the body of the Demonic God King.

The Demon God King was slightly stunned, his eyes moved away from Zhao Tong and fell on Ning Qi, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Tong did not notice this, so he immediately ran to the Demonic God King and respectfully said: "My Lord God King, my subordinates have indeed met some former acquaintances here."

After saying that, he pointed to Ning Qi: "This is my senior brother. After coming to Shenluo, he found that he, who was once like an ant, had also reached the realm of the Divine Lord."

Ant?

The use of the word "ant" to describe Ning Qi is enough to show how confident Zhao Tong is at this moment. He believes that after the Demon God King comes, he will have a backer and no longer need to be afraid of Ning Qi.

"You said he is the Lord of God?"

The Demon God King's expression was quite strange.

"Well, at least the second tribulation God."

Zhao Tong said respectfully.

"Hahaha."

The Demon God King couldn't help but laugh for a long time.

Zhao Tong showed a look of doubt on his face, and he didn't know why the Demon King wanted to laugh.

"You really have no vision. A dignified God King is here. Do you think he is a God Lord?

I didn’t expect that your former senior brother could be promoted to the God King in the shattered world of Shenluo. It was indeed beyond my expectations.

This also proves that your senior brother’s qualifications are rare in the world of Fang Yan.”

The Demon God King smiled, then he looked at Ning Qi and said, "Below, one of the twelve god kings in the Flame World, the Demon God King, I wonder what you call him?"

"Ning Beixuan."

Ning Qi smiled.

"God King?

How is that possible?”

A look of shock flashed in Zhao Tong's eyes, and he looked at Ning Qi in disbelief, and his heart was filled with cold air.

He didn't want to believe that Ning Qi was the God King, but the Demon God King would never use such a thing to deceive him! "Why! I went to Fang Yan's world and got countless opportunities. Now I have just barely entered the realm of the God Lord. Why is he the God King?

Why can he be promoted to the God King in the collapsed world! Even in the Fang Yan world..." Zhao Tong's thoughts kept turning sharply, and his eyes were faintly flashing with jealousy.

"It turns out to be the Northern Xuan God King."

The Demon God King smiled faintly: "Now your Shenluo World is dependent on our Fangyan World, and we are all comrades-in-arms who work together. In addition, you were once Zhao Tong's senior brother, so our relationship should be closer."

"Demon God King, are there any misunderstandings in this?

Didn’t Junior Brother Zhao Tong tell you about his relationship with me at the beginning?”

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

The Demon God King was slightly stunned, then his brows frowned slightly. He vaguely noticed that there was something in Ning Qi's words, so he looked at Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong stuttered, not knowing how to explain, until his face turned red, his lips moved slightly and he said a few words in a transmission voice.

The smile on the face of the Demon God King gradually disappeared, he glanced at Zhao Tong with an expressionless face, and then looked at Ning Qi: "The grudges between you and Zhao Tong have been gone for many years. Why not be a peacemaker? How about letting these grudges turn into them?"

"I have never taken the grudges from the past for a long time. I didn't expect that Zhao Tong could bully them after I went out a long way this time. The Demon God King. If I didn't rush back in time, what would you think with his personality, would you do?"

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

The Demon God King's face changed slightly, his voice became a little gloomy, and he suddenly smiled faintly and said, "Oh?

Then how does the King of Beixuan plan to deal with the grudge between you and Zhao Tong?"

"I'm going to hang him on a tree."

Ning Qi smiled.

"A tree?"

A trace of doubt flashed in the Demon King's eyes, but he could hear that Ning Qi did not intend to do this.
Chapter completed!