"It seems that your Wang family is really going to rebel!?"

When the three red-faced monks saw the figure at the gate, they stopped them and couldn't help but sneered.

"Which branch are you from? Why don't you retreat quickly!"

A trace of anger flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, and he appeared directly next to the figure. But when he saw the figure's appearance clearly, he swallowed his next words and looked at the figure with some uncertainty.

"You, you are..."

Wang Yan's lips moved slightly.

After confirming what Dongfang Lingxuan said, Ning Qi did not hide his whereabouts and removed the disguise of his appearance. Although nearly four thousand years have passed here, Ning Qi's appearance has not changed much.

Ning Qi glanced at Wang Yan lightly. After more than three thousand years, he had grown from nothing to something. His current cultivation level was deeper than that of the Great Sage Xuanzhen. It seemed that he had used divine grace to beat him back to a child.

Wang Yan was a blessing in disguise, otherwise with his original qualifications, let alone four thousand years, even eight thousand years would be at most equal to the Great Sage Xuanzhen.

Ning Qi ignored Wang Yan, his eyes fell on the three red-faced monks, and said lightly: "Are you monks from the Piaomiao Sect?"

"Are you Ning Beixuan!?"

The red-faced monk narrowed his eyes slightly and finally recognized Ning Qi's appearance. Isn't it Ning Beixuan!?

"Is Ning Beixuan back!?"

The elders of the Wang family looked shocked, but after the shock, there was a trace of worry. If Ning Qi never showed up, it would be fine. The Wang family would lose some money at most, but if Ning Qi showed up at the Wang family today, he would probably give someone a loss.

The Wang family brought disaster and the Great Sage Xuanzhen disappeared, so they suspected that it was related to Ning Qi.

"Ha!? He is Ning Beixuan? It really takes no effort at all!"

The faces of the two One-Calamity Creators next to the red-faced monk suddenly showed expressions of ecstasy. However, the red-faced monk, who was the Creator of the Second Calamity, was not as excited as they were. Instead, he was a little solemn. Over the past thousands of years, the Piaomiao Sect has come to the Wang family.

The autumn wind blows not once or twice

, the red-faced monk is the strongest existence in the Piaomiao Sect besides the sect leader, but from the beginning, he had no intention of really finding Ning Beixuan here. He just wanted to see the Wang family's cultivation resources, and he was ready to boil the frog in warm water.

Squeeze out all the secrets of the Wang family.

After all, when Ning Beixuan killed Liekong in Feixianfang City, who had just broken through to become the Creator of the First Tribulation, and he was able to leave quietly, even the Immortal King Ganges could not catch him. If he had been the Creator of the Second Tribulation, he would have

Can't do it.

The red-faced monk was just about to speak, when the two One-Calamity Creators beside him reached out to grab Ning Qi. Seeing this, the red-faced monk took a step back silently, preparing to see the details of Ning Qi.

"not good!"

The people of the Wang family secretly thought that something was wrong. If the Creator took action here, the Wang family would probably be destroyed!

A trace of disdain flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, and the fairy energy in his body surged out. Before the other party had time to react, Ning Qi fainted in the face of Ning Qi.

Boom!

The two One-Calamity Creators fell at Ning Qi's feet. When Wang Yan and others saw this scene, they were relieved and frightened. The only relief was that every time they came to the Wang family in the past two years, they were very arrogant and threatened to destroy the Wang family at every turn.

clan, they are frightened

Knowing that these three people are monks from the Piaomiao Sect of the Lumen Immortal Dynasty, and the red-faced monk is the great elder of the Piaomiao Sect, their cultivation level is much higher than that of Venerable Lieyang. If the Piaomiao Sect starts to care about it, their Wang family will be wiped out in an instant.

!

When the red-faced monk saw this scene, a trace of panic flashed deep in his eyes, because from the moment Ning Qi took action to the time he stopped, he did not see Ning Qi's true identity, nor did he detect any aura of the power of creation.

"Ning Beixuan, you don't know that a disaster is coming!?"

The red-faced monk said coldly.

"I don't know whether the disaster is coming or not. I only know that the three of you cannot leave here today."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"What!? Are you going to leave the three of us here!? Do you know who the three of us are!?"

The red-faced monk was slightly startled.

"What's your identity? I'm just a member of the Piaomiao Sect. I even want to get the head of that old man named Ganghe Immortal King. Who do you think the Piaomiao Sect is?"

Ning Qi sneered.

"Impossible! You are talking big words. What kind of person is the Immortal King Ganges? You can't even compare to one of his hairs. Although you are the commander of the Alchemist Alliance, you are guilty and the Alchemist Alliance will not

If I go head-to-head with Immortal King Ganges because of you, the news of your appearance today will definitely reach Immortal King Ganges’ ears, and you will definitely die!”

The red-faced monk looked at Ning Qi in surprise.

"You don't need to take care of these things."

Ning Qi sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery had changed. The red-faced monk unknowingly activated the realm of creation, shrouding Ning Qi in it.

"Hahaha! Ning Beixuan, no matter how strong your combat power is, what does it matter? If you enter my realm of creation, unless you are the Creator of Three Tribulations, otherwise, I can kill you with all my energy!"

The red-faced monk's voice sounded in the air.

In the realm of creation, he is God.

Ning Qi swept his mind around and suddenly punched out. The surrounding scene suddenly collapsed. The two men reappeared at the door of the reception hall. The only difference was that the red-faced monk fell to the ground, with more air coming out and less air coming in.

Wang Yan and others stared at this scene in stunned silence. The scene was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop. Ning Qi stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Zhong, who was lying in the corner of the reception hall. He was carried by the fairy spirit and flew over. His injuries were somewhat serious.

The bones and meridians all over his body were shattered. With a thought in Ning Qi's mind, the power of creation instantly poured into Wang Yan's body.

Under the rules of heaven, the power of creation can not only create things, but also have a great healing effect on injuries. Ning Qi's power of creation, which is dozens of times thicker than ordinary creations, instantly improved Wang Yan's injuries.

Seventy to eighty percent.

"Thank you, Ancestor Beixuan!"

Wang Zhong turned over and fell to his knees with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Go find the three pillars, hang them up, and spread the news of my return. I heard that you have lost control of Xuanzhen Fairyland now? Let the masters of the other six fairyland come to see me."

Ning Qi said calmly, and after saying that, he turned and left, ignoring Wang Yan and others.

There was silence for a while.

"I'm afraid it's hard to offend the Piaomiao Sect. I think it's better to let these three people go..."

Wang Yan opened his mouth and said.

Wang Zhong then looked at Wang Yan, "Master, did you hear what Patriarch Beixuan said before? Patriarch Beixuan said to hang them up. If you want to let them go, why not ask Patriarch Beixuan?

Say it again!”

After saying that, Wang Zhong looked at the three people on the ground and sneered, then raised it directly. Not long after, he erected three pillars dozens of feet long in the open space in front of the Wang family ancestral hall, and the three people were hung on them.
Chapter completed!