"Old guy, how dare you talk so shamelessly when you are about to die!"

When the young monk heard Zhao Er's words, he immediately laughed ferociously.

Just when his men were about to reach Zhao Er and the third woman, a figure came through the air and landed in front of the four of them.

"Dharma Realm monk!?"

The young monk and his men were slightly startled. The aura of Dongfang Haojie made them feel a little uneasy. He was definitely a Dharma Realm monk.

"Protect the young master!"

Several monks decisively turned around and returned to the young monks, looking at the Eastern Holocaust with vigilant eyes.

"What's going on?"

Dongfang Haojie glanced at the young monk coldly, and finally his eyes fell on the three women, with a hint of doting in his eyes.

"father!"

When the three women saw the catastrophe in the east, their eyes showed surprise.

Zhao Er also stepped forward to greet us and said: "Master of the Dongfang Palace, these three people are brazen and want to destroy our War Palace."

"Elder Zhao, you are injured."

Dongfang Haojie nodded to Zhao Er, and at a glance he saw that he had suffered some slight injuries in his body, and a stern look suddenly flashed in his eyes. Zhao Er was one of the few and oldest beings in the God of War. Ning Qi was only the Dragon Slayer Marquis at the beginning.

At that time, Zhao Er was already guarding the gate of the Hou Mansion, and later came to the God of War

Although he was given the status of an elder by Ning Qi, he still likes to watch the gate here. When someone comes back, Zhao Er will be the first to show up. Everyone in the War Temple, from the elders to the new disciples, is respectful to Zhao Er.

Plus, now, he was injured on the territory of the Temple of War!?

"Dad, we are also injured. This pervert not only wants to steal our elixirs and magic weapons, but also wants to take us back to the 'Qingyun Holy Land'!"

The three women said coquettishly, but Dongfang Haojie didn't seem to care about their injuries. He nodded lightly and looked at the young man: "Are you from Qingyun Holy Land?"

"Yes, your place is called the Temple of War? How come I have never heard of it? This is the territory of Zhulu Holy Land, right? The ten sects and hundreds of palaces under my command are all well known to me. If you establish a sect here, you can conquer it.

Zhulu Holy Land’s consent? My father is an old acquaintance with Elder Lan Chensong of Zhulu Holy Land. Do you need my father to intercede on your behalf?”

The young man sneered and said.

As he spoke, his identity was revealed, and he moved Lan Chensong out. This area is under the jurisdiction of Zhulu Holy Land. If you meet an ordinary Dharma Realm monk and hear Lan Chensong's name, you must give him some face.

, after all, Lan Chensong is not only an elder of Zhulu Holy Land, but also a member of the Dan Sect.

Just as the young man finished speaking, almost at the same time, dozens more figures came through the air and landed on the God of War Platform.

"Dharma Realm!? Why are there so many Dharma Realms!?"

The expressions of the young man and his men suddenly changed slightly. From among the dozens of figures, they could see that at least five of them carried the aura of the Dharma Realm. This time, they were no longer calm, and a trace of shock flashed in their eyes.

, even their Qingyun Holy Land does not have as many Dharma Realms as there are six!

"Brother Dongfang, what's going on?"

Ning Qi glanced at the young men with a faint smile, and smiled at Dongfang Haojie.

"It's a trivial matter. These people covet the three little girls and chase them all the way here. Master, how do you think this matter should be handled? Should they be suppressed and killed, or should they be punished and let go?"

Dongfang Haojie smiled lightly.

When the young man and his men heard this, a look of panic flashed in their eyes. Seeing what the other party meant, was he planning to kill them on the spot!?

"My father is one of the four elders of Qingyun Holy Land, and he is also a being in the Dharma Realm. If you kill me, you will start a war with Qingyun Holy Land. When the time comes, Kunlun Cave Heaven will not simply stand by and watch! Your sect has just been established, don't want it to fall apart like this?

?”

The young man threatened.

It was just everyone's reaction that he couldn't quite understand. It seemed that they didn't feel the threat of his words at all, with half-smiles on their faces.

"Mom, is he Uncle Ning?"

The eyes of the three girls from Eastern Catastrophe lit up slightly, and they looked at Ning Qi with great curiosity. When they discovered that Ning Qi was so young and looked even more immature than them, there was a hint of disbelief on their faces.

"Well, he is your Uncle Ning."

Dongfang Yuluo smiled and nodded.

Ning Qi laughed and did not take the young man and the others to heart. Instead, he waved to the three women and said, "Come here, what are your names?"

"Hello Uncle Ning!"

The three girls walked up to Ning Qi excitedly and introduced themselves obediently. Their eyes looked at Ning Qi with admiration.

Who made the three girls listen to Ning Qi's legend from birth to now, especially in the past few years, when they learned that the masters on the Qinglong List who were traversing the Qinglong Continent fled, and thousands of Dharma Realm monks were beheaded.

When Ning Beixuan, the man who cut off his head and made it into a skull tower, became their Uncle Ning, their worship of Ning Qi exceeded that of Eastern Catastrophe.

"Dongfang Lingxuan, Dongfang Pei'er, Dongfang Lexin, what a good name, your father definitely couldn't come up with it, your mother did, right?"

Ning Qi glanced at Dongfang Haojie and Dongfang Yuluo with a half-smile.

"Well, I took it."

Dongfang Yuluo smiled and nodded.

"Uncle Ning, what a welcome gift."

The three women smiled mischievously.

"Can't the meeting gift be without you? Let me see what good things I have."

Ning Qi laughed, and his mind was immersed in the spatial package. In the past few years, he has killed countless top Dharma Realm monks, and naturally obtained many magic weapons. Even the Dragon Slaying Crystal has about 30,000, which can be drawn more than 60 times.

.

Not long after, Ning Qi took out three magical instruments that exuded a faint smell of blood.

"These three magic weapons come from three female cultivators in the late stage of the Dharma Realm. They smell like blood. Take them back and refine them. If you encounter a character like this in the future, you can kill them yourself. There is no need to be so embarrassed.

.”

Ning Qi smiled.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the three girls. They were only using mid-grade magic weapons now, but they didn't expect Ning Qi to use them as high-grade magic weapons.

"Thank you Uncle Ning."

As if they were afraid that Ning Qi would regret it, the three women quickly took over the magic weapon.

"Giving them such magical weapons will increase their arrogance."

Dongfang Haojie smiled bitterly.

"It doesn't matter."

Ning Qi waved his hand carelessly.

"Aunt Ling'er, Aunt Yue'er, when will you and Uncle Ning get married?"

When Dongfang Lexin saw the second child next to Ning Qi, her eyes suddenly lit up and she greeted him obediently, but her words made people laugh.

"You ask for a beating."

A blush appeared on Zuo Ling'er's face.

Xiao Yue'er looked at the three girls threateningly, especially Dongfang Lexin. She immediately stuck out her tongue in fear, not daring to make any further claims.

"Well, did you hear what I just said?"
Chapter completed!