The two young monks were talking while preparing to enter the teleportation array. After listening to a few words, Ning Qi's face became a little gloomy. Upon seeing this, Gui Lao stepped forward to stop the two young monks. They were just existences in the immortal realm. Feeling

The ghost old man had a subtle Dharma aura on his body, so the two of them asked respectfully: "Senior, what do you want to give me and my two orders!?"

"You said that Jianxi was being chased by the leader of the Putuo Sect. Do you know roughly where they are?"

The old ghost said calmly.

"approximately?"

The two of them looked at each other with strange expressions, and one of them said to Old Ghost: "Jian Xi Lai has been trapped in the 'Black Wind Ridge'. If it weren't for the Black Wind Forbidden Law left over from ancient times, it would be possible to

After resisting for a moment or two, the Patriarch of Putuo Sect has already suppressed him."

"You know so clearly?"

The old ghost smiled lightly.

"The two of us happened to be practicing in Heifeng Ridge before. When this happened, we had to go elsewhere."

The two laughed awkwardly.

"Well, you go ahead."

The old ghost waved his hand lightly, and the two nodded and entered the teleportation array.

"Ning Tongguan, Black Wind Ridge is located in the forest eight thousand miles away from Xulang City. Should we go there and take a look?"

Ghost Lao walked to Ning Qi's side.

"No, I can do this alone."

Ning Qi smiled.

Gui Lao and Baicheng looked a little strange. Although Ning Qi was the leader of the Alchemist Alliance in Da'an City, not only had he just taken the position, many people didn't recognize him at all, and his cultivation level was also very low.

In the middle stage of the Dharma Realm, they were similar to the three of Baicheng and the others. If they rashly sought trouble for the leader of the Putuo Sect, they would probably be suppressed by the other party without even having a chance to reveal their identity.

After all, a half-step creation-level existence can be considered a master in the Lumen Immortal Dynasty, otherwise he would not have the qualifications to establish a sect.

Li Kunxin had some clarity in his heart. He knew Ning Qi's true strength.

But Li Kunxin had no idea whether Ning Qi would be a half-step creation-level opponent. Now that Ning Qi had just taken over, if he accidentally died in the hands of a half-step creation-level being, then Li Kunxin would have no support for him!

"Ning Tongguan..."

The old man wanted to persuade him again.

"Old Ghost, please take them back to Da'an City first. I will go back soon."

Ning Qi patted Gui Lao on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the outside of Xulang City.

"Forget it, Old Ghost, let Ancestor Beixuan go."

Li Kunxin sighed.

"That's fine."

Gui Lao thought for a moment, and as long as Ning Qi showed that he was in charge of the whole place, the leader of the Putuo Sect would not have the guts to kill him.

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Black Wind Ridge.

Dozens of figures stood in the void, constantly bombarding the black mist-like forbidden magic on the Black Wind Ridge. The leader among them was a middle-aged monk with white hair hanging over his shoulders and an expressionless face.

, looking down at Heifeng Ridge with a slightly cold look.

"Grandma, we have been practicing here for many years. With the help of the Black Wind Forbidden Law left over from ancient times, our practice speed has been greatly improved. Now if 'Yue Feng' breaks the Black Wind Forbidden Law, we will have to find a new place to practice.

, Alas, when gods fight, we mortals suffer."

"That's right, we and other casual cultivators finally managed to find a place to live, but it was ruined like this. Alas, if our qualifications could be higher, we wouldn't even be a third-rate sect that doesn't want us..."

Hundreds of miles away from the Black Wind Ridge, there are thousands of monks surrounding them. The ones with the highest cultivation level are only in the late stage of the Immortal Realm, and among them are the Dou Dan Realm monks.

Their eyes fell on the white-haired monk, and his face was very ugly. This white-haired monk was Yue Feng, the leader of the Putuo Sect. As soon as he came, he attacked Heifeng Ridge without saying a word. There were tens of thousands of monks in Heifeng Ridge.

They were living together, but only a few thousand people had escaped at the moment, and the rest were either still inside or had been killed by the aftermath of the shock.

"Is the man with white hair the leader of Putuo Sect?"

Ning Qi stood beside several immortal monks and said calmly.

They looked at Ning Qi strangely and saw that Ning Qi was very unfamiliar. He was probably not a monk here. One of them said, "Yes, he is Yue Feng, the leader of Putuo Sect, a half-step creation level existence."

Ning Qi nodded and his eyes fell on Yue Feng. He felt that the other person's aura seemed to be weaker than Liekong. From this point of view, Liekong's cultivation level should be infinitely close to that of the Creator of One Tribulation.

"Sword comes to the west. Let's see how long you can wait. If you dare to kill my disciple of Putuo Sect, do you really think that I, Yue Feng, am dead?"

The white-haired monk suddenly roared and punched out. The power of creation burst out of the body and directly bombarded the Black Wind Forbidden Technique. After three consecutive punches, the Black Wind Forbidden Technique finally showed signs of cracking.

"The power of the sect master!"

The Putuo Sect monks roared.

After more than a dozen punches, the black mist that shrouded Heifeng Ridge suddenly gradually dissipated. At the same time, a sword light shot out of the air and shot towards Yue Feng.

"You don't even have the Dzogchen Dharma Realm, yet you dare to attack me!?"

Yue Feng laughed evilly and punched out, and then everyone saw a white figure with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth and white lotus feet appearing in the sky a hundred miles away.

"Jian Xi Lai is really so amazing!"

"No woman I have ever seen can compare to him. He is really a man!?"

"It's a pity that he was suppressed by Yue Feng today. His end will be extremely miserable."

The monks beside Ning Qi looked at Jian Xilai in a daze. Both men and women seemed to be fascinated by her appearance at this moment.

"Sword comes to the west and you hand over that thing. It is not yours to own. Hand it over and I will let you go today and I won't hold you accountable for hurting my son!"

Yue Feng looked at Jian Xilai coldly.

"It is rumored that the young master of Putuo Sect is as good as Long Yang. It seems to be true, but Yue Feng obviously did not take action personally for his son, but Aunt Jian has something he wants."

Ning Qi frowned slightly.

"I have put that kind of thing in a safe place. Even if you kill me today, you won't be able to get it."

Jian Xilai said calmly, even if she was in a desperate situation, her expression was very calm, without the slightest panic, and she didn't know whether she had a trump card or was not afraid of death at all.

"Hahaha, are you threatening me? I'll suppress you. Let's see how long you can sustain it under my forced confession!"

Yue Feng laughed wildly, his white hair turned silent, and a force of creation filled his body. Just when he was about to take action, he suddenly found a figure beside Jian Xilai.

"Why are you here!?"

When Jianxi came to see Ning Qi, his expression changed slightly.
Chapter completed!