"The Great Sage Xuanzhen is the ancestor of the Wang family. There are only a few people in the Wang family who have achieved low-level Dharma status at the Xuan level. There is one person who was the most famous at that time. She is the most beloved granddaughter of the Great Sage Xuanzhen, Wang Muting. She has relatively few qualifications.

The cave master is much stronger, and within three to four hundred years, he has condensed his Dharma to the lower level of the Xuan level. Unfortunately, he later took the wrong path and was personally killed by the ancestor of the Wang family."

"It is rumored that the Great Sage Xuanzhen decided to kill someone in order to apologize to a certain big shot in the Central Continent! Hey, look!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly changed, and they looked towards Ning Qi in horror.

The soles of the Giant Spirit Faxiang's feet have stepped directly on Ning Qi's body, and have stepped on countless cracks in the Forbidden Arena's forbidden spells that have been reinforced by several Dafa Realm monks. The floor of the Arena cannot be broken easily.

, directly sank more than ten feet, and the entire mountain range seemed to shake.

Fengyun Wudao said calmly to Jiang Tai: "You can go get the Immortal Refining Yu Cauldron."

"yes!"

Jiang Tai's face showed excitement and he flew directly towards the competition arena.

No one thought that Ning Qi could survive Fengyun Wudao's blow. Lan Die showed a look of gloating on his face and looked at Mu Qiuchichan mockingly.

Mu Qiuchichan's face was a little pale. Seeing this, Fenghua reached out to hold her arm and comforted her in a low voice.

"What a pity."

Lan Chensong slowly shook his head. He didn't feel it was a pity for Ning Qi's death. What he regretted was the elixir recipe of King of Hell. If he could be tortured and asked about the elixir recipe, Fengyun Wudao would kill him again.

Ning Qi, this is perfect.

Just when Jiang Tai looked for Ning Qi's body, a head appeared in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for the Immortal Refining Yu Ding."

"Are you qualified to take the Immortal Refining Yu Ding? Get out of here."

"You, you, you..."

Jiang Tai looked at Ning Qi in shock and stammered.

"What are you?"

Ning Qi grinned at him, climbed out of the hole, stretched out his hand to Feng Yun Wudao and said: "Young Cave Master, thank you for the Vajra Saint Cloth."

He! Not dead!?

This! How is this possible!?

The monks present, the elders and disciples of Zhulu Holy Land, Yun Qingchi and others on the high platform all looked at Ning Qi blankly. Even Feng Yun Wudao's expression was slightly startled, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

.

He knows the power of the move he just made. Not to mention the Immortal Realm monks, even the early Dharma Phase Realm monks will suffer some minor injuries. This kick is enough to tie ten thousand late Immortal Realm monks together.

The monk stepped on him and turned him into ashes, but he didn't trample Ning Qi to death?

Is this guy a human?

"Beixuan worshiper is not dead! Great!"

The late autumn cicada was pleasantly surprised.

There was a trace of unwillingness in Lan Die's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "How could he not die? He made me tie with that bitch in this competition. I should have died! Why didn't he die!"

Only Ning Qi himself knows how dangerous this time is. If he hadn't had the bloodline of the intermediate world-destroying immortal clan, practiced the God of War Art, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, and achieved the realm of immortality with his physical body, his defense power would have reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to measure.

The level, coupled with the health value of more than one billion, the kick just now had already knocked his soul to pieces.

Although he looks calm and not very embarrassed now, his internal organs are already in a mess, the energy and blood in his body are rising, and he has to resist the urge to vomit blood, and his health has dropped to an extremely low level. I am afraid that any fighter would

If the alchemy realm monk comes out to mend his sword, he can be sent to the west.

"You're not dead?"

Feng Yun Wudao was silent for a while, as if squeezing out toothpaste, these few words popped out of his mouth.

"Yes, I'm not dead. According to the agreement just now, should the young cave master give me the Vajra Saint Cloth?"

Ning Qi smiled and said: "If the young cave master doesn't want to give it, it doesn't matter. It's just a high-grade magic weapon. I don't take it seriously."

mad!

Really crazy!

Ning Qi now feels to everyone like a madman who looks down on the world and has a supreme appearance.

The key is that his cultivation level is not high yet, he is only in the early stage of immortality, but he can withstand Feng Yun Wudao's blow without dying, and he is talking and laughing here happily.

This already has crazy capital. With so many monks present, except for the few Dharma Realm monks on the high platform, who can compare with it!?

"Don't worry, I keep my word."

Feng Yun Wudao uttered a few words coldly, and with a move of his hand, the Vajra Saint Cloth roared directly towards Ning Qi.

"Fuck you Niang Xipi! This guy kills again!"

Ning Qi's eyes widened. In his current state, he would probably be crushed to death by this Vajra Saint Cloth.

Just when the Vajra Saint Cloth was about to fall on him, a light cyan figure appeared in front of Ning Qi and gently caught it.

Meng Tianshu smiled and threw the Vajra Saint Clothes to Ning Qi and said, "Why don't you thank the young cave master for the generous gift?"

Ning Qi breathed a sigh of relief, with a trace of suspicion flashing in his eyes. He took the Vajra Saint Cloth and threw it into the space package. Then he smiled lightly at Feng Yun Wudao and said, "Thank you so much, Young Cave Master, for the generous gift."

"No need."

Fengyun Wudao said coldly.

After saying that, he stood up, cupped his hands towards Yunqingchi and said, "Uncle Yun, it's over here. I'll go back to Kunlun Cave first."

Yun Qingchi stood up quickly and said with a smile: "Wudao, walk slowly. In a while, I will go to Kunlun Cave to visit the cave master."

Feng Yun Wudao nodded with a smile, then glanced at Ning Qi coldly, and was about to take Jiang Tai away from the Holy Land of Zhulu, but at this time, Ning Qi's voice rang out.

"Young cave master, wait a minute."

"What else do you want?"

Feng Yun Wudao looked at Ning Qi coldly.

"Three years. In three years, I will personally go to Kunlun Cave to visit the young cave master. I wonder what Shao Dong wants to do?"

Ning Qi said with a half-smile.

"oh?"

A flash of cold lightning flashed in Fengyun Wudao's eyes. He had already heard other meanings from Ning Qi's words. He sneered in his heart and looked at Ning Qi condescendingly, saying: "A monk in the Immortal Realm is not qualified to enter my Kunlun Cave.

, hope to see you then."

After saying that, he suddenly looked at Lan Die and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Lan Die, are you willing to follow me to the Kunlun Cave?"

"I do! I do!"

Lan Die said in surprise.

"What do you think, Senior Lan?"

Fengyun Wudao looked at the blue morning pine.

Lan Chensong smiled lightly and said: "Then this old granddaughter will be taken care of by Cave Master Lao Shao in the future."

"polite."

Feng Yun Wudao smiled, and then he took Jiang Tai and Lan Die and turned into a stream of light and disappeared from everyone's sight.

After the three people disappeared, everyone finally realized what they said. They recalled Ning Qi's words carefully, with a look of horror in their eyes. Could it be that he wanted to go to Kunlun Cave in three years to avenge today's kick?

It's just... a fool's dream!

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads. This is not madness, this is stupidity. The qualification to enter the Kunlun Cave alone is impossible to achieve in three years.
Chapter completed!