As soon as Chen Zhong finished speaking, the white snow in the sky suddenly stopped, as if time had stopped, and turned into sharp and cold blades. Then, these sharp blades aimed at Ning Qi and shot towards him.

Layers after layers of sharp blades fell on Ning Qi, and everyone saw that the place where Ning Qi was standing turned into a hedgehog ball.

The offensive was not over yet. It seemed like endless sharp blades were attacking Ning Qi. On top of each other, the height of the hedgehog ball gradually increased, reaching a height of more than ten feet in a short time!

"You're not going to die like this, are you?"

The monks in the distance looked at each other, a little confused in their hearts. Could it be possible that they could kill four immortal king-level beings, but they couldn't even take one of his moves!?

Chen Zhong looked at the 'Hedgehog Ball' coldly. He was confident that even the Creator of the Six Tribulations would be seriously injured without any prior preparation. The snow that turned into sharp blades was not ordinary. Each one was a

He has been concentrating in the field of creation for many years and has used various methods, which are also mixed with certain heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Even a middle-grade defensive spiritual weapon may not be able to withstand this blow.

Click...

There was a crisp sound.

Chen Zhong's expression changed slightly. Everyone saw a crack suddenly appear on the hedgehog ball, and this crack slowly expanded like a spider web.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the snow-condensed sharp blade immediately rolled back toward Chen Zhong. A look of shock flashed in Chen Zhong's eyes, and he quickly escaped.

"He doesn't seem to have anything wrong with him..."

The red-robed monks brought by Ziyue Yanjun, the geniuses from the Huanxi Demon Sect brought by Chen Zhong, and the monks from Xuehefang City all looked at Ning Qi with shock and disbelief.

Under the round of attacks, Ning Qi was unscathed? If it weren't for the numerous wounds on his feet that had been pierced by many sharp blades, everyone would even wonder if Chen Zhong had just been merciful.

"No, don't kill me, spare my life..."

Zhu Suan coughed up blood and begged for mercy. The wounds on his body were covered with Chen Zhong's creative power and could not be healed at all. The blood was flowing on the white snow, which was shocking.

If Ning Qi hadn't specially protected his vitals, Zhu Shuan would have been dead at this moment.

"You are about to die, let me give you a ride."

Ning Qi smiled lightly and crushed Zhu Suan's head with his foot. The system beep sounded immediately, indicating that his creation point reached 780 points.

Seeing this scene, the monks of the law enforcement team felt as if their hearts had been severely tugged. Their immediate boss, the dignified Creator of the Tribulation, had his head trampled to pieces like this? A kind of coldness arose in their hearts...

"One Seven-Calamity Creator, two Six-Calamity Creators, and these kittens and small fishes, if you calculate it, it's enough for two hundred and twenty creation points. Today you are not here to suppress me, but to give me experience."

,Ha ha."

Ning Qi looked at Zi Yueyanjun and Chen Zhong, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"What is this man talking about?"

Everyone couldn't quite understand what he was saying. Most of their attention was focused on Zhu Suan, a one-time creator who died in such an embarrassment without using any means until his death. This made those who had not yet broken through

The monks in the Realm of Dharma and the Realm of Eternal Life feel their own insignificance.

"Elder Chen Zhong, why not let me do it?"

Zi Yueyanjun raised his eyebrows.

"No need!"

Chen Zhong looked at Ning Qi coldly. The number of snowflakes in the sky suddenly increased several times. When he was about to repeat his trick, Ning Qi suddenly slapped him with a palm.

Nine Flames Great Luo Palm!

The nine kinds of fairy flames instantly swayed away the chill around him, and the white snow on the ground melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. The nine kinds of fairy flames condensed into a huge flame handprint, shrouding Chen Zhong in it, and as long as the snowflakes in the air came close to this handprint

, it turned into snow and water dripping by itself.

"What kind of palm technique is this!?"

A look of surprise flashed in Chen Zhong's eyes, and the snowflakes around him spun crazily, condensing in front of him and forming a snow shield.

There were nine layers of snow shields on top of each other. After the Nine Flames Great Luo Palm broke eight of the layers in succession, it seemed that its strength was exhausted. The corners of Chen Zhong's mouth raised slightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's a bit interesting, but such an attack is still impossible to hurt..."

puff!

The last layer of snow shield shattered upon hearing the sound, and Chen Zhong watched in horror as a huge stick fell on his head.

Before he could react, he was hit by the stick, and his body fell heavily to the ground along with the stick.

boom!

The white snow, which had not had time to melt, was instantly hit and flew into the air. Everyone stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence, their thoughts short-circuited.

"Elder!? The little thief shall die!"

When the geniuses of the Huanxi Demon Sect saw this scene, a trace of horror flashed in their eyes. Then a few people went to check Chen Zhong's injuries. The rest of them all rushed towards Ning Qi with murderous intent on their faces. Four or five realms of creation were almost in the same place.

Time, shrouded towards Ning Qi, Blood River Immortal glanced at Zi Yueyanjun, "Can you help me?"

"No need, let them fight first."

A smile flashed in Zi Yueyanjun's eyes. He wanted this effect. As long as Ning Qi killed a few of the geniuses of the Huanxi Demon Sect, he could completely bring down the Huanxi Demon Sect. Although he was unwilling to admit it, in Zi

In Yue Yanjun's subconscious, Ning Qi was indeed very strong, so strong that he was not completely sure to kill Ning Qi on the spot...

"Huh!? Why can't he be absorbed into the realm of creation!?"

A look of horror flashed in the eyes of the geniuses of the Happy Demon Sect. They originally planned to bring Ning Qi into the realm of creation, but when they got closer, they discovered that no matter how they activated the realm of creation, Ning Qi still stood there motionless, with the corner of his mouth

Looking at them with a faint smile.

"goodbye."

Ning Qi smiled, raised his hand, and the Coiling Dragon Stick immediately fell towards the group of geniuses. After being hit by the Coiling Dragon Stick, the genius of the Huanxi Demon Sect who was closest to Ning Qi, his body was torn apart and exploded into a ball of blood.

When Wu Wu and the other people saw this, their eyes were about to burst. Before they could react, the Coiling Dragon Stick had already fallen towards them again.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Three clouds of blood mist exploded in succession. The nearby monks looked at this scene dumbfounded. Ziyue Donghua, who was standing very far away, could not help but tremble. A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. His strength was different from that of these people.

Compared with the Prodigy of the Huanxi Demon Sect, he is slightly inferior. If Ning Qi had directly attacked him at the beginning, I am afraid that he would not be able to withstand even one move, and he would end up dead without a whole body...

"Ding... Congratulations to the host for obtaining fifteen points of creation..."

These four people are all the creators of the Three Tribulations, and they have brought Ning Qi a benefit of 60 points of creation.

"How dare you!!!"
Chapter completed!