Yan Shengzi nodded lightly, his eyes falling on Ning Qi, "Today, why don't you put on your silver mask and continue to pretend to be a ghost?"

"Whether I wear a mask or not, it's none of your business. So what if I wear it, and what if I don't? In my eyes, you are still a being who is nothing at all? Is there any difference?"

Ning Qi smiled.

There was silence in the venue, and everyone looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. The other party was the Holy Son Yan. No matter how arrogant he was, shouldn't he say a few polite words to each other?

"Be bold!"

Fairy Tianyan shouted sharply, the anger in her eyes was like a volcano about to erupt! Even if Ning Qi just said that she, Han Jian and others would be refined into elixirs, Fairy Tianyan had never been so angry!

"Fairy with Sky Eyes, it doesn't have to be like this."

Yan Shengzi looked at Ning Qi with a half-smile, as if he was not offended by Ning Qi's words just now. Seeing his demeanor, Fairy Tianyan was impressed again.

"It's just a dead man. How can he take the words he said before he died seriously?"

Yan Shengzi chuckled lightly.

When everyone heard this, they burst into chuckles, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed because of Saint Son Yan's words.

"Haha, what Shengzi Yan said is absolutely true. Before each of my enemies died, they were just as crazy as this person, and they could say anything they wanted!"

Canggu Holy Emperor smiled and complimented.

"Yes, but it is rare to see a monk as generous as Shengzi Yan. If it were me, I would make him regret everything he said before he died!"

A monk laughed.

Everyone chuckled again.

Even Han Jian laughed, glanced at Ning Qi mockingly, and then looked at Granny Long and the three of them. However, these three people made up their minds not to participate in this matter. Even if Shengzi Yan came, they did not change.

In fact, Sakyamuni had a premonition that he was not sure about. He felt that Ning Qi's cultivation level was probably more than what it seemed.

If his initial guess was correct, then Ning Qi's identity is the same as that of the geniuses who have tried to attack Immortal Emperor Daoyan in the past, but were suppressed by Immortal Emperor Daoyan... Those geniuses, sometimes one will appear every tens of thousands of years.

It happened hundreds of thousands of years ago, but there are few records in ancient books. Today, not many monks know about this kind of thing.

"Ning Beixuan, let me give you a chance. If you kneel down and recognize me as your master now, maybe I can spare your life."

Yan Shengzi looked at Ning Qi calmly and said.

"Holy Son..."

Fairy Tianyan was slightly startled and couldn't believe it. Why did Shengzi Yan suddenly want to spare this man's life?

Strange colors flashed in the eyes of Canggu Holy Emperor and others, but they did not say anything. Anyway, if they continued to read, they would know what kind of medicine Yan Shengzi was selling in the gourd.

"And you, if you are willing to surrender, I can spare your lives this time."

Shengzi Yan looked at Wang Lin and others with a half-smile.

Fairy Tianyan finally knew what Shengzi Yan’s purpose was, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face. When Shengzi Yan planned to let Ning Qi die, everyone betrayed their relatives. This way of death could punish him for his shameless words and insults just now.

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"This is Saint Yan who ranks first in the combat power list..."

"The village chief shouldn't be his opponent, right?"

"What should we do... If we don't surrender, I'm afraid we will die in the hands of Holy Son Yan in an instant. Even if we surrender, we may die in the hands of the monks from the other two places..."

Some people in Yunqi Village suddenly showed hesitant looks, looked at each other, and communicated through sound transmissions. In the end, the reputation of Holy Son Yan overwhelmed Ning Qi. About three hundred monks came out one after another. They did not dare to

Looking at Ning Qi, he lowered his head and walked to the side. Seeing this, Yan Shengzi raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

When Han Jian and others saw this scene, the schadenfreude in their eyes became even more intense. Canggu Holy Emperor sneered, "Ning Beixuan, even if your fighting power is unparalleled, so what? After seeing Holy Son Yan, your subordinates also

I turned around and betrayed you."

Those Yunqi Village villagers who surrendered lowered their heads and did not dare to speak, but the other Yunqi Village villagers glared at them, and some yelled: "You bunch of cowards, do you really think that Holy Son Yan will let you go? It's really ridiculous.

Stupid people! It was really disgusting to be with you before!"

"Then you go on your way first."

Yan Shengzi's eyes fell on the Yunqi villager, smiled slightly, and then stretched out his hand a little. The monk felt a pressure falling from the sky, but immediately, he found that the pressure disappeared without a trace, and then he was pleasantly surprised

He looked at Ning Qi standing next to him and saluted: "Thank you, village chief."

"You have a great future. I'll give you one of the elixirs I'll refine later."

Ning Qi smiled at him.

"Thank you village chief!"

The monk was overjoyed. His joy was not because of the pill he was about to get, but because of Ning Qi's words, which came with unparalleled confidence!

"It's interesting, it has some tricks."

Yan Shengzi looked at Ning Qi indifferently, "Obviously, you are not going to kneel in front of me, then I will kill you directly, not only because you are an evil cultivator, but also because you killed the son of Emperor Lei, Xiao

Thunder Emperor." Having said this, Shengzi Yan raised a faint smile on his lips, "Since you are going to die, you should admit to this crime."

This sentence was conveyed to Ning Qi.

"What!? The Thunder Emperor's son is dead!? He was killed by Ning Beixuan!?"

The monks were shocked.

"Shengzi Yan, after talking for a long time, you still dare not take action. Are you afraid?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Holy Son Yan's eyes moved slightly and he let out a faint smile, "In this world, among my peers, I have never been afraid of anyone. Remember, the person who will kill you today is Holy Son Yan!"

The next moment, a shocking breath rose from the body of Yan Shengzi. This breath was much stronger than the ordinary Eight Tribulations Creator. Even Han Jian was shocked by it. His

The realm has almost reached the peak of the Eighth Tribulation Creator. The aura displayed by Saint Son of Yan now has far exceeded the peak of the Eighth Tribulation Creator, and is infinitely close to the Nineth Tribulation Creator, about ten times as powerful as him!

Calculated in this way, the terrifying level of the Thunder Emperor and Zangxian Zhenren is even more unbelievable!

"Oh, you are indeed very strong, but compared to me, you are still a little behind..."

Nine Flames Great Luo Palm!

Eternal Sky Spiritual Void Sword!

Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms!

In an instant, Ning Qi used all the attack methods among the thirty-four sub-categories of the Prison-Suppressing Dragon Elephant Skill. Without waiting for Holy Son Yan to take action, he took the lead to suppress him. He originally seemed invincible in the eyes of everyone.

Holy Son Yan only had time to show a hint of shock, and then began to passively resist Ning Qi's offensive.

"Come on, punch me!"

puff!

"Eat my slap again!"

puff!

"Fight back!?"

puff!

"How is this possible..."
Chapter completed!