"Old monk, you can leave."

Ning Qi glanced at him lightly and waved his hand. The giant ape was originally very angry, but when he heard Ning Qi's words, he was slightly startled, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"Donor, these people..."

Sakyamuni Huijing seemed to want to intercede for those monks.

The giant ape's mind suddenly moved, and he sent the old monk to the chariot. Regardless of Xiao Wuye and the others, he took the old monk and Sakyamuni and disappeared from everyone's sight.

There was a trace of regret in Duanmu Chong's eyes. He should have known better than to get out of the car and left with Sakyamuni Ruye. Before that, they really didn't expect that Ning Qi would let Sakyamuni Huijing leave this place alive. Is it possible?

Is it because Sakyamuni Huijing and Mo Dong and others had different purposes and starting points, so Ning Beixuan spared his life?!

The next moment, Xiao Wuye and others froze slightly. Ning Qi shrank, changed back to his original appearance, and appeared in front of several people, looking at them with a half-smile.

"Brother Xiao, Brother Duanmu... are you okay?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Brother Ning..."

Everyone had a sneer on their faces. Xiao Wuye and others were better off. After all, they had met Ning Qi once thousands of years ago. However, their senior brothers were frightened at the moment and did not dare to speak. Their bodies were straight and stiff, with no trace of them.

Cold sweat gradually broke out from their foreheads.

This guy in front of me is a terrifying existence who regards the Creator of the Seven Tribulations as an ant and can easily crush them to death!

"I think you should be the one who spreads the news, right?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

hiss……

Everyone gasped in their hearts, are they coming! Are they going to die? Thinking of this, everyone's face showed a look of panic, even Xiao Wuye, who was usually very steady.

"Thank you so much for bringing so many Creators to me. I will continue to work hard to spread this news and let more Creators come to me. Do you understand? If you understand, please come back and leave slowly.

."

Ning Qi said with a smile.

Well……

What's going on?

The twists and turns of the plot made Xiao Wuye and others look astonished in their eyes, and they looked at Ning Qi dumbfounded. Why did the other party thank them?

But there was no time to go into details. Since Ning Qi let them go and had no intention of killing them, he couldn't let go of this opportunity. Regardless of whether Ning Qi was playing tricks on them, he glanced at the group of suppressed monks and a trace of pity flashed across his face.

Compared with them, they at least have a chance!

"Then Brother Ning, I, let's say goodbye first."

Xiao Wuye plucked up the courage, cupped his hands towards Ning Qi, turned around tentatively and left, waiting for him to disappear into the sky. Ning Qi did not make a move to him. Duan Muchong and others who had been afraid to move saw this and quickly followed.

After going up, not long after, they left the boundary of Yunqi Village, and everyone gathered together with lingering fears.

"What do you think he means?"

The Creator of the Four Tribulations from the Heart Demon Sect glanced in the direction of Yunqi Village and said angrily.

"Not only did they not kill us, but they thanked us. It's really strange."

The Creator of the Four Tribulations of the Yin Yang Sect took a long breath. If he could save his life today, after all, even the old monsters like Mo Dong had been killed by the opponent. Many of the Creators of the Six Tribulations also died.

Not to mention the Creators of the Tribulation, but they were only the Creators of the Four Tribulations, but they were able to escape. If today's events spread and people knew about it, it would definitely be a surprise!

"Is this person practicing some kind of magic skill?"

The one who spoke was the monk from the Jiucha Ancient Temple who rarely said anything. He had also fled the chariot with everyone before, but now his face was a bit ugly.

When everyone heard this, they glanced at him with strange expressions. Is this guy planning to put the name of an evil cultivator on Ning Beixuan?

Seeing that no one agreed with him, the monk laughed dryly and shut up.

"No matter what, Ning Beixuan gave us a way to survive today. I think we should stay away from him in the future. This kind of terrifying method will definitely not be able to suppress Ning Beixuan without the arrival of the Creator of Eight Tribulations."

"Then he just asked us to continue our efforts in the future and let more creators go to him. Are you saying this to be ironic? Is he warning me not to reveal information at will?"

The Four Tribulations Creator of Zhan Zong whispered.

"It's possible!"

Everyone nodded in unison.

"Then you should not spread the news about what happened today. Since senior Sakyamuni Huijing is still alive, other sects will naturally have him to spread the news."

When the Creator of the Four Tribulations of Yin Yang Sect said this, he glanced around. Seeing this, everyone tacitly flew up and flew into the distance. From the beginning to the end, they were on guard against themselves and others.

Will Ning Qi hear what he said? Half of what he said just now was for himself, and the other half was actually for Ning Qi.

They may never understand for the rest of their lives that what Ning Qi said before was not sarcastic at all, but a sincere request for them to continue working hard and arouse hatred for Ning Qi.

…………

"Senior Beixuan, I was wrong, please let me live!"

The group of monks who were suppressed at the entrance of the village, when they saw Ning Qi walking towards them, they all knelt down and begged for mercy. Their eyes were filled with regret. They really hoped that God would give them another chance. In that case, they would definitely stay far away from this place.

Yes, I will never run into it and die like this.

Especially the five monks who thought they were hugging Qiu Zhan's lap are now kneeling in the corner with tears streaming down their faces...

"You have been muttering about how to enter the village to snatch my treasure, but now you want me to spare your lives? If I were not strong enough, I would have been eaten alive by you with my skin and bones, right? You can say such shameless things.

Or not human?”

Ning Qi frowned.

"Well……"

Everyone looked at Ning Qi in shock.

"If you have any last words...don't say them, because no one will hear you if you say them. Let's get on the road."

The corners of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly.

"Ning Beixuan, you must die a happy death!"

"Having offended the three great demon sects, there will be no place for you to hide in the desperate situation of death! You will definitely die without a whole body and your body will be shattered into pieces!"

"We are waiting for you in the underworld!"

Knowing that they would die, some monks broke jars and cursed at Ning Qi. Within a few words, the sea of ​​demonic energy and fire swept towards them.

A breeze blew by, leaving only a pile of ashes on the ground, proving that they had been in the human world...

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing..."

"bite!……"

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