"Young Cave Master, what do you want?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Let's do this. You take my move. If you don't die, this Vajra Saint Cloth will be given to you. If you die, the Immortal Refining Yu Ding will naturally be mine."

Fengyun Wudao said lightly.

After a pause, "Don't take the Tears of the King of Hell."

"You want to kill me, and you want to refine the Immortal Yu Cauldron. You've got a good plan, but you're still not allowed to take the Tears of the King of Hell?"

Ning Qi sneered in her heart.

Seeing this, Mu Qiuchichan quickly looked at Meng Tianshu: "Master, Beixuan is the alchemist of our Immortal Spirit Sect. He has also helped my disciple so much. We can't watch Feng Yun Wudao insult him!"

"Feng Yun Wudao has a profound background. It is very likely that he will become a direct disciple of the Great Sage Xuanzhen in the future. I cannot afford to offend Master."

Meng Tianshu Qiu Chan slowly shook his head.

Mu Qiucicada was slightly startled, her eyes a little confused.

"Brother Wu Dao must be venting his anger on me!"

Lan Die looked at Feng Yun Wudao with eyes full of admiration.

Yun Qingchi and Lan Chensong obviously didn't intend to get involved, but just looked at Ning Qi indifferently.

"Well, it seems that the alchemist worshiped by the Xianling Sect is going to die at the hands of the young cave master."

"Who made him refuse Young Cave Master's solicitation? Young Cave Master even took out a high-grade magic weapon to exchange with him for the Immortal Refining Yu Cauldron, but he refused to exchange it. Isn't this asking for trouble!"

"With the young cave master's cultivation and identity, facing a monk in the early stage of the Immortal Realm, he is willing to exchange his magic weapon. This is really rare in Qinglong Continent. If it were me, I would just grab it."

The nearby monks started talking in low voices, and many of them deliberately amplified their voices, invisibly flattering Feng Yun Wu Dao.

Ning Qi stared at Feng Yun Wudao coldly, then nodded and said: "Okay, since the young cave master wants to give me the Vajra Saint Cloth, I reluctantly accept it."

"What an arrogant guy!"

"Is he really an early stage monk in the Immortal Realm?"

Everyone's faces showed shock, obviously Ning Qi's answer exceeded their expectations.

"This guy is interesting."

Yun Qingchi looked at Ning Qi, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. When he was an early stage monk in the Immortal Realm, he didn't dare to provoke the monks in the Dharma Realm, but this kid did something that even he didn't dare to do.

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Meng Tianshu stared at Ning Qi with a slightly strange look.

The look in his eyes gave Ning Qi a feeling of thorns piercing his back. He couldn't bear to look at Meng Tianshu and stared directly at Feng Yun Wudao.

"Okay, if you have the ability, why not give the Vajra Saint Cloth to you?"

Feng Yun Wudao is not angry but laughing.

Ning Qi came to the competition arena and stood opposite Fengyun Wudao. Everyone held their breath and looked at this scene with some anticipation. They felt that they had spent the past few years in the Zhulu Holy Land. Not only did they see the legendary underworld weapon, but also

I saw with my own eyes the Xuanyou Alchemy Sect's alchemy refining and its defeat at the hands of Ning Qi. Now, I will be able to see Fengyun Wudao, one of the top geniuses in the Qinglong Continent, take action. It is really worth it!

Mu Qiuchan's nervous palms were sweaty. She vaguely regretted that she would have given up defeat if she had known this. It was really not worth risking Ning Qi's life for this matter, but Mu Qiuchan never thought about it. If not,

After experiencing the following events, her feelings for Ning Qi were not even considered as friends, so naturally she could not be worried about him.

"Are you nervous? I think this guy is your little lover, right? You bitch, you love Brother Wudao in your heart, but you are so quick to fall in love with someone else!?"

The sound of the blue butterfly rang in the ears of the late autumn cicada.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't like him!"

Mu Qiuchichan's face changed slightly, and she looked at Landie coldly.

"You know it yourself. I'm just telling you that you have no right to like Brother Wudao. Brother Wudao is mine. From now on, I will become the wife of the young master of the Kunlun Cave! Even if the competition between you and me today ends in a tie.

, you must still kneel down and salute when you see me in the future!"

Lan Die sneered.

"What will happen to you in the future is none of my business!"

Mu Qiuchichan said coldly.

After saying that, she no longer paid attention to Lan Die, but looked at Ning Qi with complicated eyes.

"Are you ready?"

Feng Yun Wudao looked at Ning Qi indifferently, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes. He could kill ten thousand of such a being with one palm.

In the eyes of the Immortal Realm monks, they are just like ants.

In front of everyone, Ning Qi's figure suddenly changed greatly. His body kept growing bigger, and in the blink of an eye, a giant of seven or eight feet tall appeared in front of everyone.

His black hair was like a waterfall, and his eyes were like lightning. He looked at Feng Yun Wudao calmly: "Let's take action."

A mysterious and mysterious aura spread from Ning Qi's body, causing all the monks to look at him sideways!

"He carries the blood of the ancient demon clan? But why is his aura so weird?"

"This aura makes even me, a monk in the late stage of Immortal Realm, feel depressed. His bloodline is extraordinary!"

"Holy Lord..."

Lan Chensong looked at Yun Qingchi in shock. Yun Qingchi nodded slightly, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"How come this person's aura is so similar to Feng Jiuxian?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Meng Tianshu's eyes, and his eyes gradually became serious as he looked at Ning Qi.

"No, it's specious. It shouldn't be the immortal bloodline of Feng Jiuxian. It's just very similar. It seems that his bloodline is not simple. It should be the bloodline left by some great power in ancient times."

Except for Feng Yun Wudao, who was too young and did not notice the uniqueness of Ning Qi's bloodline among the Dharma Realm monks present, Yun Qingchi, Lan Chensong, and Meng Tianshu all thought together tacitly, and finally shook their heads tacitly.

, they had experienced that shocking battle and had seen Feng Jiuxian's actions from a distance. The aura on their bodies at that time was very similar to the aura on Ning Qi's body now, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be some essence between the two.

difference.

"You have good blood, and it seems that your ancestors have also produced great powers. Unfortunately, if you refuse my solicitation, there will only be one end, and that is death."

Fengyun Wudao's voice rang in Ning Qi's ears, and the next moment, a huge foot suddenly fell in the sky towards Ning Qi.

Everyone looked up, with astonishment in their eyes.

"The highest-grade giant spirit Dharma of the Yellow Order! You are worthy of being the young cave master of Kunlun Cave. However, in just over 800 years after he was born, he already possesses the Dharma Appearance of the highest-grade Huang-rank! How many monks in the Dharma Realm will only be there until their lifespan is exhausted?

Is it a waste between the low-grade Huang class and the middle-class Huang class?”
Chapter completed!