Time has passed again for half a month, and Demon Lord Huanxi still has not appeared, but the news here has spread like a plague. More and more monks are rushing here. Even the real immortal of the Immortal Dynasty where Demon Sect of Huanxi is located,

They also came with a large number of soldiers and stationed themselves nearby.

Fifty miles away from the stone monument, groups of sergeants exuding a murderous aura stood neatly, silent and motionless. The nearby monks did not dare to approach this place because the murderous intent on these sergeants was concentrated together.

, ordinary monks cannot resist it.

"Master, why don't we take action to suppress this kid? If Demon Lord Huanxi finds out that we didn't help, I'm afraid it will be difficult to bear his wrath."

A female cultivator who looked no more than 20 years old frowned and glanced at Ning Qi, then her eyes fell on Zhenxian Fanlu.

True Immortal Fanlu exudes the aura of the Creator of the Eight Tribulations. He is one of the top thirty True Immortals in the Three Hundred Immortal Dynasty, and is also among the top among Immortal King-level beings. It looks like he is a

The young monk who is harmless to humans and animals, if there were not a large number of Brahma Deer Divine Army standing behind him, ordinary monks would definitely not think that the True Immortal Brahma Deer would be the master of one day.

"Ning Beixuan is the commander-in-chief of the Alchemist Alliance, and Bodhi Pill Emperor is his senior brother. The Alchemist Alliance is the most vindictive. If we suppress it today, the supply of elixirs in the future will definitely be reduced by 50% or even 80%. Since he has not taken action to wreak havoc,

The Huanxi Demon Sect is just sitting quietly, why bother bothering him anymore? We have come all the way here to help the Huanxi Demon Sect."

True Immortal Fanlu said calmly.

After a pause, "Lingyu, I know you like Wu Chongxian, but since he is dead, just look away. Master advises you, there is no true love for the Happy Demon Sect."

The female cultivator lowered her head deeply after hearing this.

When she and Immortal Fanlu had just arrived here, they had already heard the monks around talking about how Wu Chongxian and others were killed by Ning Qi before. Therefore, she wished she could lead the divine army on the spot and kill Ning Qi as Wu Chongxian.

Revenge, but she didn't expect that this idea in her heart would be seen through by her master.

"The aura exuding from this son is only that of the Creator of the Seven Tribulations, but he is able to kill Wu Chongxian and several other Seven Tribulations elders of the Huanxi Demon Sect. His combat power is extraordinary, and he can be regarded as a genius-level figure. But I don't know that among the geniuses,

Is the subordinate first-class or average..."

Fanlu Zhenxian's eyes fell on Ning Qi, and a trace of thinking flashed in his eyes.

As time went by, almost all the affiliated sects of the Huanxi Demon Sect received the news and rushed here with a large number of monks. Some sects directly took action against Ning Qi without even asking about it just to gain credit. As a result,

After being wiped out by Ning Qi, the ground in front of the stone monument was stained red with blood. No monk dared to take action without permission after that.

"Look! The sacred monk from the Jiucha Ancient Temple is here!"

Golden lotuses came from the sky and landed in front of the stone tablet. Sitting on it were old monks one after another who looked as if they were about to ascend. Their bodies exuded a rich and warm Yang energy!

"Three golden Arhats came to the Jiucha Ancient Temple..."

Fanlu Zhenxian's eyes changed slightly. Each of the golden-bodied Arhat-level monks was the Creator of the Eight Tribulations. They were the strongest beings in the Nine Temples Ancient Temple besides the abbot. As far as he knew, there were two more Arhats dying.

Within the realm of despair.

Three old monks came down from Jin Lian, followed by eighteen monks of different ages. The auras of these eighteen people were slightly weaker than the first three, but each of them was the Creator of the Seven Tribulations. Even the Dou Dan Realm around them,

The monks in the Eternal Life Realm and Dharma Realm Realm can all see the difference. However, those Creators who came to watch the excitement sighed again in their hearts. They are worthy of being one of the seven major sects. These twenty-one monks were sent out casually.

Each of them is an extremely powerful person who can take charge of one party!

After taking a look at the land stained red with blood, one of the old monks looked at Ning Qi with a smile and said, "Is the donor Ning Beixuan?"

"Is something wrong?"

Ning Qi slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the group of monks indifferently. He felt a little strange in his heart. Jiucha Ancient Temple has always had a bad relationship with the Huanxi Demon Sect, so why would he come to join in the fun today? But it was strange, but Ning Qi

I don’t mind offending another Nine Temples ancient temple.

At his current state, the seven major sects are tied together and will not let him take a second look. Only the existence of Yuan Zun level can make him feel a little afraid.

"Donor Ning, the Huanxi Demon Sect is one of the seven major sects. It is superior to the major sects in the Central Continent, so there can be no chaos. Once there is chaos, the world will be devastated. Donor, please take care of me and other old monks.

For the sake of face, let’s just leave?”

The old monk smiled.

"Above all the major sects in the Central Continent? Monk, do you also view the Nine Temples Ancient Temple in the same way?"

The corners of Ning Qi's mouth raised slightly, and a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

"Please be kind to the benefactor. If you have anything to do, we can wait until Demon Lord Huanxi comes back to discuss it. How about that?"

The old monk did not answer Ning Qi's question.

"Have I not been waiting? Do you think I killed those ants?"

Ning Qi said with a half-smile.

"Well……"

All the monks looked at each other. The fact was indeed as Ning Qi said. It was just that a stone tablet was placed here with seven words of killing written in blood. This was a bit insulting to the Huanxi Demon Sect. The seven major sects

Although they all work in their own way, in fact, everyone is prosperous and everyone suffers. When someone comes to block the door of the Huanxi Demon Sect, isn't it the loss of face of the other six major sects!?

"Since the donor doesn't want to leave, let's recite a rebirth mantra in the hope that it can wash away the murderous aura from the donor."

The old monk smiled slightly and sat down cross-legged.

When the other monks saw this, a coldness flashed in their eyes, and they all sat cross-legged. Then, a series of Buddhist sounds came from their mouths.

A faint golden light fell from the sky and enveloped the group of monks. The Buddha's words were transformed into unintelligible ancient characters and went towards Ning Qi to suppress them.

The monks around him felt their chests were tight and uncomfortable, but Ning Qi, who was targeted by these monks, was under pressure that was thousands or even ten thousand times stronger than them.

"Three golden Arhats, eighteen ordinary Arhats, and twenty-one people recited the Rebirth Mantra at the same time. Even I couldn't bear it. This did not wash away the murderous intention of each other. If the cultivation level was slightly lower, they would be saved directly.

!”

Fanlu Zhenxian's complexion changed slightly.

"You want to save me? Okay."

Ning Qi sneered, and the Jiuyun Divine Bell suddenly appeared in front of him. Then, Ning Qi slapped it with a heavy palm, and the surging fairy spirit surged in, and then the Jiuyun Divine Bell made a deafening sound.

The buzz not only shattered the transformed Buddha's voices, but also caused the twenty-one monks to suffer varying degrees of injuries, with a trace of blood spilling from the corners of their mouths!
Chapter completed!