"What happened in the Valley of the Dead!?"

Everyone watched in stunned silence as the hundreds of black energy faded away unwillingly, with a hint of disbelief in their eyes. Not long ago, the seven monks from the seven major sects were turned into zombies by a burst of black energy. With such black energy at the moment,

There are hundreds of them in the Valley of the Dead!?

"That guy is not simple. He was able to escape from such a situation. His movement skills are also incredible."

Many monks looked at Ning Qi with strange looks, and Tu Kong and others finally determined that Ning Qi could escape from Du Laogui probably because of this speed.

"Is this guy angry with the Corpse King? I originally planned to wait for the extremely sunny day to go in and get the Corpse King's order. Nothing will happen now, right?"

"It's okay. This mission is extremely important, so the sect master sent us here. At the same time, I believe that the sect master and his old man are also nearby. If anything happens, he will definitely show up. We just need to wait for time to go in and collect the corpse.

Wang Ling took it out

That's great. Only Three Tribulation Creators like us have the opportunity to obtain the Corpse King Order without the Corpse King noticing. By then, our Ghost Refining Sect will have a Corpse King-level powerhouse and can definitely become the eighth largest sect.

Sect, compete with the seven major sects!”

"If we can really become the eighth largest sect, our Ghost Refining Sect will be proud and proud. Let's see if the Nine Nether Demon Sect dares to bully us!"

"The most critical thing right now is to stabilize these monks and prevent them from entering the Valley of the Dead again, so as not to cause trouble, especially that kid."

Wan Long's eyes fell on Ning Qi, but he found that Ning Qi was looking at him. He felt a thump in his heart. Could it be that his voice transmission was heard by this guy?

Impossible, even an immortal king-level existence would find it difficult to hear the secret transmission between him and Yu Jian.

Thinking of this, Wan Long showed a smile on his face, nodded towards Ning Qi, then walked not far from the entrance of the Valley of the Dead and looked at everyone.

"Everyone, if something like this happens in the Valley of the Dead, it will be extremely dangerous. We'd better wait here and don't go in blindly, otherwise we will just die."

Wan Long said loudly, his eyes sweeping over Ning Qi.

"It makes sense. We still don't understand this change. Going in will only add a few zombies to the Valley of the Dead."

Tu Kong agreed.

Hundreds of monks here heard what Wan Long said and felt that what Wan Long said was very reasonable. In addition, they had not planned to enter the Valley of the Dead at this time. Some impetuous people gave up entering when they saw the scene just now.

Thoughts of the Valley of the Dead.

"Ghost Refining Sect... Corpse King's Order..."

Ning Qi walked to the two brothers and sisters Bu Shaofeng with an expressionless face and sat down cross-legged.

From the sound transmission between Wan Long and Yu Jian, he could already determine that the other party's real destination was not the desperate situation of death, but the Valley of the Dead.

"With the Corpse King's Order, you can become the eighth largest sect. It seems that the Ghost Refining Sect believes that the strength of this Corpse King is at least equal to that of the Nine Tribulations Creator. Judging from the intensity of the black energy just now, this possibility is very high... However,

Is the master of the Ghost Refining Sect really among this group of monks? If you want to become the eighth sect, your cultivation level must be at least above the Eight Tribulations Creator..."

Ning Qi glanced at the hundreds of monks in front of him. Each monk's attribute panel was clearly displayed in front of Ning Qi's eyes, but he did not find the sect master Wan Long said. It seemed that even if he came here, he did not show up.

In the void, a pair of eyes were looking at Ning Qi quietly.

"This kid is extremely fast. It's a pity that if he were a disciple of my Ghost Refining Sect, the success rate would be higher if he was asked to do this task. The opportunity to seize the Corpse King's Order only happens once every 100,000 years. I will

The Ghost Sect has failed several times in a row, and the sect that knows this secret has basically been eliminated. This time, no one should compete with my Ghost Refining Sect. If I succeed, the Ghost Refining Sect will flourish and even have a chance.

Asking for the title of Yuan Zun..."

Suddenly, a look of horror appeared in these eyes hidden in the void.

A young monk wearing a red and black robe, with his chest exposed, huge beads hanging around his neck, black and purple lips, and a very cold expression, was sitting on a giant elephant and came towards this place. Every time the giant elephant lowered its legs,

Let the earth tremble.

The giant elephant is holding an exquisite bed on its back, with high curtains, and a faint intertwining of white flesh can be seen inside. The young monk is sitting in the center, with several white arms intertwined like lotus roots.

"This giant elephant seems to be the 'Divine Light Elephant'? It was the divine light elephant of the Creator of One Kalpa when he was born? Who is this person..."

Many monks had shocked expressions on their faces, because they recognized the origin of this giant elephant and could use the Divine Light Elephant as a mount. The person who came was at least an Immortal King-level existence!

Ning Qi glanced casually, looked slightly startled, and then naturally retracted his gaze.

"Demon Lord of Joy? Is this guy coming after me, or is he here for the Corpse King's Order in the Valley of the Dead?"

The situation is becoming more and more confusing. Even the Demon Lord of Joy has arrived. A large part of the reason why Ning Qi went to the desperate situation this time is to avoid the Demon Lord of Joy. After all, he has taken away the opponent's magic gourd. This is a fight to the death.

The hatred cannot be resolved, and only one of them dies to end it!

Unexpectedly, he met the opponent here. Fortunately, although he didn't know how the Demon Lord of Joy knew that he had killed Chen Zhong and taken away the Demon Gourd of Joy, he was sure that the opponent did not have the ability to check the attribute panel. As long as he did not

If he reveals his true self, Demon Lord Huanxi will not discover his existence.

Not all monks could not recognize the Demon Lord Huanxi. For example, Wan Long and Yu Jian recognized him immediately because it was not the first time they had seen the Demon Lord Huanxi. Although the Ghost Refining Sect was remote, they had also recognized him in the past.

I went to the Huanxi Demon Sect to pay tribute, and it was during those few tributes that Wan Long met the Huanxi Demon Lord.

"Why is the Demon Lord Huanxi here too? Is there a ghost inside the Ghost Refining Sect!?"

Yu Jian's expression suddenly became restless, Wan Long winked at him, and the two of them retreated to the shadows, preparing to take a look at the situation.

"Hahaha! Xiao Huanxi, why are you here too?"

A loud laugh came in vain from the air, and a figure came through the air and landed directly on the divine light. When everyone saw this, they took a deep breath in their hearts. Flying in a dangerous place? This guy is really confident and not afraid.

Don't enter forbidden areas?

The eyes in the void were even more frightened, as if they had seen a terrible scene.

Little joy?

"This guy calls Demon Lord Huanxi Little Huanxi?"

Ning Qi glanced at him. The person who came was a cynical young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, but his eyes felt familiar to Ning Qi, as if he had seen them several times somewhere...
Chapter completed!