"This guy...couldn't he have bloodbathed the City of the Dead?"

The leading monks of the six major sects looked at each other in shock and doubt, and each saw a trace of horror in each other's eyes, a little unbelievable.

What kind of existence is the City of the Dead!?

Not to mention Bloody Hand Tu, let’s talk about the deputy city lord Sikong Liheng and the five personal guards under Bloody Tu. They should smile when they see him and don’t dare to offend him in the slightest. Otherwise, who knows who will pass through the City of the Dead in the future.

When the time comes, will irrelevant innocent people disappear?

In such a place where there is no violation of the law, according to the law of the jungle, as long as there is no real evidence, even if the monks of the seven major sects disappear, the sect will not stand up for it.

They vaguely knew that the Lord of the Dead City, Bloody Hand Tu, had an inextricable relationship with someone who ranked among the top three in the combat power list in the Dead End.

They are all extremely powerful, and with the Heavenly Gu Yuanzun and Demonic Corpse Yuanzun behind them, there is no need to fear the seven major sects.

"That's fine, let the Bloody Hand Tu take action to deal with this kid, so that the Huanxi Demon Sect won't blame us for not looking after the monks in their sect, and we'll get our revenge!"

Several people looked at each other, a hint of joy flashing in their eyes.

"Hey, why did he sit down!?"

When everyone saw Ning Qi sitting cross-legged on the spot, their eyes suddenly showed a look of astonishment. Isn't this too disrespectful of the Lord of the Dead City?

A figure appeared at the end of the street. He was two feet tall, with muscles all over his body and veins surrounding his body like a snake. Every step he took made the ground shake. After only taking a few steps, this figure appeared ten meters away from Ning Qi.

From a distance of ten feet, copper bell-like eyes were staring at Ning Qi.

"I will only be away for a few days, so you will take advantage of my absence to destroy my city of the dead!??"

"Blood-hand massacre!"

"As expected, it's just like the rumors. It doesn't look like the human race. It's a mixture of human race and alien race!"

"He seems to have the blood of the Sun-Zhu Clan. The monks from the Sun-Zhu Clan are very difficult to deal with and are extremely powerful. Even the Titan remnants are slightly inferior in strength!"

"I heard that the Bloody Hand Tu used his hands to tear the previous generation of the City Lord of the Dead City to pieces alive. His physical strength was terrifying enough to shatter the realm of creation with one punch!"

After seeing this strong man appear, all the monks had a look of fear in their eyes, even the brother and sister Bu Shaofeng standing behind Ning Qi were no exception!

The reputation of the bloody hand massacre has shrouded this area for tens of thousands of years. Which monk has not heard of the legend of the bloody hand massacre!?

Now this legendary figure really appeared in front of him and others. Everyone was in panic, but mixed with a little excitement!

"You two will stay in my realm of creation for a while."

Ning Qi waved his hand gently, and the two brothers and sisters Bu Shaofeng were taken into the realm of creation. Then, his eyes fell on the bloody-handed human slaughter in the distance, and he smiled and said: "Come here, come here and beat me."

Well……

Not only the Blood-Hand Rentu was slightly startled by these words, but the others also took a breath of cold air. They dared to talk to the Blood-Hand Rentu like this. I'm afraid they would never be able to do this in their lifetime...

"Sikong Liheng and my five personal guards all died in your hands!?"

Bloody Hand Tu stared at Ning Qi, his fists gradually clenched. The leading monks from the six major sects and the sharp-eyed monks present all saw the void within the range of Bloody Hand Tu’s fist. They were squeezed by his fist.

Broken.

"good."

Ning Qi smiled and said, "They are all dead."

"This guy is so terrifying. Sikong Liheng already broke through to the level of Creator of Six Tribulations a hundred years ago, right!?"

Xiao Wuye and others looked at Ning Qi with a hint of fear. When did this kind of existence appear again in the Central Continent!?

Since the last Mu Ye Dan Vein incident, thousands of years have passed, and there have only been three or five newly promoted Immortal King-level beings in the Central Continent. Among them is Sikong Liheng. Logically speaking, if a monk somewhere breaks through to

In the realm of six calamities, as the genius-level beings of the seven major sects, they should be the first to receive the news!

But this guy in front of me seemed to appear out of nowhere!

Thinking of this, many monks flashed a look of surprise in their eyes, staring at Ning Qi, because they thought of a possibility!

That is this person's true identity. I'm afraid everyone knows it. This identity right now is just his disguise!

"Who is it...?"

"Then you go with them!"

Bloody Hand Tu roared angrily and strode towards Ning Qi. Every step made the earth tremble, but his movements suddenly stopped, and then he reacted very quickly, retreating hundreds of feet in an instant, looking at Ning Qi in shock and anger.

Strange, at the same time, a whirlpool appeared above Ning Qi's head.

In the whirlpool, the golden thunder dragon was swimming, and the terrifying breath of thunder made the monk below almost tremble in his legs.

"He's actually going to survive the tribulation!?"

Only then did all the monks react and backed away like crazy, not daring to stay in the range of the thunder tribulation for a long time. Every creator had a lingering fear of the thunder tribulation. Many creators even had the qualifications to overcome the tribulation, but deliberately suppressed their own cultivation.

Because I dare not break through because I am afraid of being chopped into ashes by lightning.

For example, the immortal immortal who went to the ancestral city of the Wang family and died in the hands of Ning Qi practiced special skills and stayed in the realm of the Creator of Three Tribulations for more than hundreds of thousands of years in order to avoid the thunder tribulation. In fact

Above, if he hadn't met Ning Qi and given him a while, he would have been able to safely break through to the level of Creator of Six Tribulations and be titled Immortal King!

"He just wanted to trick me into coming over! Damn it! He wanted to use thunder to kill me!!"

Blood-Hand Rentu felt the hairs on his back rise, and a trace of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. As the Lord of the City of the Dead, he could remain calm even when he saw a master of the level of Demon Lord Huanxi, but in the Thunder Tribulation

In front of him, he couldn't calm down. Since his practice, he has experienced several thunder tribulations. Each time, he passed through dangerously and dangerously. If there was even a slight mistake, it would be the result of his soul being destroyed!

At this time, Bloody Hand Tu happened to see a hint of ridicule in Ning Qi's eyes. In the past tens of thousands of years, Bloody Hand Tu had never been so angry as he is today.

"You'd better not die under the thunder, because I will break your bones inch by inch and make your life worse than death!"

The blood-handed man's eyes were filled with monstrous rage!

"The Creator's thunder tribulation, I'm afraid he would have died under this thunder tribulation if he hadn't taken action from the Bloody Hands!"

The monks from the six major sects showed a hint of joy on their faces.

Rumble...

After the whirlpool in the sky continued for a while, a golden thunderbolt that was more than ten feet thick suddenly struck Ning Qi's head. When everyone saw the size of the thunder and lightning, their faces suddenly showed a look of astonishment.
Chapter completed!