"My cultivation level!?"

There was a look of despair in Ye Mingyu's eyes, and he stared at Ning Qi. He still didn't want to believe that the cultivation he had practiced for thousands of years was destroyed in one moment!?

"Hiss...fortunately I didn't take action!"

Including the master of the Divine Sword Sect, the masters of all the top sects were a little scared at the moment. If they had followed suit just now, they would be like Yeming Prison and others, and their cultivation would be destroyed alive by the opponent.

It's much quieter than inside the arena.

The remaining Doudan Realm elders of the Jade Pill Sect had a look of fear on their faces. No one dared to speak. The disciples of the Jade Pill Sect standing behind them also fell into fear. The anger in their eyes had long faded.

A look of horror remains.

In the entire competition arena, the happiest people were the disciples of the Yunqi Sect. At this moment, in their eyes, Ning Qi's figure became extremely majestic, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Qingfeng gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his body, and stood up from the ground. His eyes looking at Yeming Prison were full of ridicule and relief. If it weren't for this person, he would not be forced to fight with the Jade Pill Sect disciples despite his injuries.

, if it weren’t for this former

Senior suddenly came to help, I am afraid that he is already dead, and the title of the thirty-six top sects of Yunqi Sect will also be snatched away by Yudan Sect. Now seeing Ye Ming Prison's cultivation being abolished, Qingfeng felt in his heart

His joy was beyond words.

There was another soft sound.

The spirit of the fairy spirit is gone.

The monks who were fixed in the air fell heavily to the ground. Although they regained control of their bodies, they were already crippled and had no cultivation. If they failed to take the life-extending elixir in time, they would not be able to use it.

How long will it take for at least half of the monks in this group to die of old age due to exhaustion of lifespan!

"You, you ruined my cultivation..."

Ye Mingyu stared at Ning Qi and said in a hoarse voice. His voice was not as loud as before. He sounded like an old man who was about to step into the coffin.

"You're dead! You're dead!"

The immortal monks from Prince Wu's Mansion, Tianjian Hou Mansion, Shenlong Hou Mansion, and other major families in the capital were all looking at Ning Qi with grief and anger, muttering to themselves.

"Senior, let's leave this place first?"

You Zhaoshan suddenly walked up to Ning Qi and cupped his hands.

"Why are you leaving?"

Ning Qi glanced at him lightly.

You Zhaoshan was stunned for a moment and quickly sent a message: "Senior, there is an ancestor in the Kyushu Empire who may have broken through to the Dharma Realm and is probably heading here now..."

"Hahaha! Want to leave? It's too late! You have crippled our cultivation today. Don't even think about leaving the capital safely. Senior Jin will arrive soon, and you can't escape even if you don't have wings! Hahaha!"

Ye Ming Yu laughed wildly at Ning Qi, his eyes filled with mockery and madness.

Senior Kim?

Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly, the corners of his mouth raised, and he waved his hand towards You Zhaoshan, then looked at Ye Ming Prison: "You are not talking about Senior Jin Shengjin, are you?"

"You know?"

Ye Mingyu was startled, and then he laughed wildly again: "Since you know that you are Senior Jin Shengjin, you should also know that you will definitely die today, right? Hahaha!"

Golden Saint!?

When the monks present heard these two words, their expressions changed slightly. Many of them were older generation monks who had lived for thousands of years. They seemed to have thought of something, and there was a hint of memory in their eyes.

It is said that the ancestor of the Golden Saint of Tianjiyuan had a rather unusual relationship with the one from Yunqi Holy Land. Few monks know the specific relationship between the two, but based on this alone, in the eyes of the older generation of monks,

The Golden Sage already has a transcendent status, and in addition, many older generation monks also suspect that the Golden Sage has broken through to the Dharma Realm. However, in the past thousands of years, the Golden Sage has rarely taken action, so everyone is just doubtful and not sure.

Now looking at the performance of Ye Ming Prison, it is obvious that this guess is probably true, which means that after a while, a Dharma Realm monk will come to suppress this person!?

"A Dharma Realm monk takes action, which is rare in a thousand years!"

"Today is really not in vain. Just seeing Ye Mingyu and others being abolished and cultivated is worth the price of admission!"

"Isn't this guy still running away? From this point of view, there is a 70% to 80% certainty that he is also a Dharma Realm monk!"

In the audience, whether they are monks in the field or monks with sects, whether they know each other or not, they are whispering to each other at the moment. Perhaps only in this way can they vent their inner excitement and a lot of courage.

The cautious monk is hesitating whether to leave or stay!?

Whoosh whoosh, seven or eight figures suddenly appeared in the air. There were men and women in this group. They looked about forty, but the aura on their bodies was much stronger than that of Ye Ming Yu and others before.

, seeing these people, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect and others stood up one after another and looked up, with a hint of respect in their eyes.

"Ancestor!"

The elders of the major families whose cultivation had been abolished showed expressions of ecstasy when they saw the visitor. After Ye Mingyu saw one of them, he couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva and opened his mouth wide. The words he was about to blurt out were stuck.

Throat.

Yang Ben, the former chief arrester of the Black Prison Sect and the immediate boss of Ye Ming Prison, resigned from the Black Prison Sect many years ago and was given the title of King with a different surname by the current Holy Emperor.

Looking at Ye Ming Yu and others whose cultivation was abolished on the ground, the faces of these seven or eight monks were a little ugly.

Yang Ben looked at Ning Qi coldly: "I wonder what you call me? Why do you want to abolish their cultivation? Do you know that these are the pillars of my Kyushu Empire!?"

"Yang Ben, long time no see."

Ning Qi smiled slightly. He had met Yang Ben several times. For the first time, Yang Ben was scolded by Yuan Yi who came to the Kyushu Empire to capture Xue Ling. He didn't dare to say a word. Ning Qi still had some impressions in his mind.

"Prince Yang, do you know this son?"

The monks standing with Yang Ben frowned slightly, and a trace of suspicion flashed in their eyes.

"Who are you?"

Yang Ben's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Ning Qi. He was sure that he had never seen this son in the past thousands of years, but the other party knew him. He had obviously met him a few times before the sudden change in the world. This was enough.

It proves that the other party was also a monk of his era.

"Don't you recognize me? It's okay. You'll find out later. Old Man Jin should be here soon, right? We'll wait until he comes. You'd better come down first."

Ning Qi smiled, stretched out his hand to grab, and the fairy energy surged out. Yang Ben and others who were standing in the void had no time to react, and were pulled down by this fairy energy and fell heavily to the ground.
Chapter completed!