The aura of this group of monks is more terrifying than that of the group following Du Laogui. The most important thing is that their murderous intent is very strong. They are not like ordinary monks, but the kind of people who want to fight in dangerous places.

I don’t know how many times I have experienced dangerous old youtiao!

At this moment, Tu Kong and others finally understood what the sloppy old man had just said. This flying dragon team was clearly a gangster team. Otherwise, how could there be so many monks hiding in dangerous places?

The expressions of Wan Long and the other three people changed slightly. They thought that Du Laogui wanted to pull them into the team before. I am afraid that the purpose was not to escape the desperate situation, but because they were interested in the belongings on their bodies. They planned to sneak attack and kill them once they got to this dangerous place.

!

"Look, with so many people here, will it be a dead end?"

Du Laogui looked at Tu Kong with a smile.

"this……"

Tu Kong looked at Old Ghost Du, Zhang Qinghua, and Ji Kui with a look of fear on their faces. They did not expect that Old Ghost Du had such a trump card. The three of them came to Dafang City in the wilderness and

Soon, if you stay longer, you may get some clues.

"It's over..."

Bu Shaofeng felt a little desperate, Old Ghost Du was going to kill them.

Wan Long looked at Ning Qi, then at Du Laogui, and suddenly stood up and sat at the next table. Yu Jian followed him immediately. Ning Dong'er was slightly startled, bit her lower lip, and followed without saying a word.

"This matter has nothing to do with the three of us. We will not get involved."

Wan Long smiled.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

Du Laogui smiled and nodded towards Wan Long, then his eyes fell on Tu Kong. After Tu Kong and the other two were silent for a while, they slowly stood up.

"Brother Xuanbei, I'm sorry."

Tu Kong looked slightly apologetic.

The current situation is obvious. If there really is a fight, I am afraid that at most one or two people on Du Laogui's side can be wiped out. They have only been in contact with Ning Qi for less than a few months. There is no need to fight for Ning Qi.

Strange three people, and lost his life.

"It doesn't matter."

Ning Qi smiled lightly and seemed not to care.

When Tu Kong saw this, he felt even more guilty. He couldn't bear to see Ning Qi die tragically on the spot. He glanced at Wan Long, and then the six of them left the teahouse with a tacit understanding.

"Haha, now that your backer is gone, can you tell me the whereabouts of my four team members? Were they killed by you?"

Du Laogui smiled slightly, walked to Ning Qi and sat down. His eyes swept over Ning Qi and the other three, and finally locked on Ning Qi. Bu Shaofeng and Bu Qingshi were not even the creators of the calamity, and it was impossible to kill four of them.

To rob the Creator, Ning Qi is the only one who can take action.

The sloppy old man was still eating and drinking by himself, glancing at Ning Qi from time to time, with a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes. The same was true for the other monks in the teahouse, who had no intention of leaving, as if this scene had become commonplace.

"Senior, this matter has nothing to do with Senior Xuanbei. Those four members of your team died in my hands! If you want to kill or behead them, just come to me!"

Before Ning Qi could speak, Bu Shaofeng suddenly stood up and stared at Old Ghost Du.

"Brother, you..."

Bu Qingshi was startled.

"Sit down, with your half-step creation strength, can you kill four Second Tribulation Creators? Do you think you are the direct disciple of Daoyan Immortal Emperor!?"

Du Laogui gave Bu Shaofeng a mocking look.

Bu Shaofeng's face turned from green to white, and finally he looked at Ning Qi apologetically and sat down. Whether they will live or die next depends on Du Laogui's mood.

"Yes, I killed the person."

Ning Qi picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and looked at Du Laogui and others with a smile.

One, two, three, fifteen, twenty-three, twenty-eight, haha! Including Du Laogui, there are a total of twenty-eight Three Tribulation Creators. For Ning Qi, these are all good fortune points!

A Three-Tribulation Creator can get fifteen creation points, and twenty-eight people are a total of four hundred and twenty creation points. With more batches of such guys, Ning Qi will soon be able to break through to a Fourth-Tribulation Creator.

A trace of surprise flashed in Du Laogui's eyes, as if he didn't expect Ning Qi to admit it so decisively, and the group of Three Tribulation Creators he brought stared at Ning Qi with cold eyes, and one of them said:

"Brother Du, there's no need to talk nonsense with this guy. Just skin him, extract his bones, and throw him into the Valley of the Dead!"

"I think we need to light some sky lanterns, otherwise the other monks will think our Dragon Squad is bullying us!?"

"What do you think about cutting off all his limbs and raising them in a barrel?"

"This suggestion is not bad either."

Cruel suggestions were narrated one by one from the monks of the Flying Dragon Team. The other monks in the teahouse felt a chill in their hearts after hearing this. They looked at the monks of the Flying Dragon Team with a hint of fear in their eyes. Only the sloppy old man,

He doesn't seem to be afraid at all. When he eats meat, he makes a very loud squeaking sound.

"Little brother, which one of these proposals do you like best?"

Du Laogui looked at Ning Qi with a half-smile.

Bu Shaofeng and Bu Qingshi were trembling with fear. Every suggestion made by those people was extremely cruel. It was obvious that they were going to torture them to death.

"You should feel lucky."

Ning Qi looked at Old Ghost Du for a while, then suddenly smiled.

Rejoice!?

A trace of doubt flashed in everyone's eyes. Is this guy scared out of his mind?

"Lucky? Why should we feel lucky?"

Du Laogui chuckled.

"Because I'm not as perverted as you, and I don't have the spare time. Otherwise, I would let you all try the suggestions just now, especially you, I might let you try them all."

Ning Qi looked at Old Ghost Du and said with a half-smile.

"Arrogant!"

The monk who first proposed to skin Ning Qi, remove his bones, and throw him into the Valley of the Dead immediately shouted angrily, but the next moment, the sword flashed, and in full view of the crowd, the Three Tribulations Creator turned directly into a pile of rotten flesh.

No resistance at all!

Everyone, including Old Ghost Du, was stunned. Then, before Old Ghost Du and the others could react, shards of sword light flashed out again in the teahouse.

Puff puff puff...

The twenty-seven Three Tribulation Creators all turned into a pile of rotten flesh and died on the spot. These guys didn't even react when they were about to die. Even their souls were knocked away by the sword light and dissipated in the heaven and earth.

"This guy..."

The monks in the tea house who were planning to watch the show suddenly took a breath of air and looked at Ning Qi in surprise. He killed more than twenty three-calamity creators in a row, and in an instant, this was probably even the ordinary four-calamity creators.

Can't do it?

The sloppy old man's eyes also changed dramatically. The originally unruly eyes turned into shock.

"you……"
Chapter completed!