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Chapter 1866 half a year

"Master, if we let them continue fighting like this, I'm afraid our immortal city will suffer heavy losses!"

Wu Wei said nervously.

"Is there any way you can stop these two?"

Meng Tianshu said calmly.

Wu Wei seemed to be choked and was speechless. One of the opponents was Ning Beixuan and the other was Daoyan Immortal Emperor. Both of them could blow him to death with just a breath. How could he stop him?



"Don't worry, they won't be fighting here for long."

Meng Tianshu said calmly.

Perhaps to confirm what he said, a sword force suddenly fell from the sky. With a bang, it struck the center of the Immortal Capital. Rubbles scattered everywhere, houses collapsed, and the monks dodged around in embarrassment.

An abyss-like crack appeared in the center of the Immortal City, and this crack was spreading into the distance. In an instant, it spread tens of thousands of miles. Countless monks were affected by the aftermath and died on the spot!

Meng Tianshu's face turned cold. He saw with his own eyes that this sword was originally struck by Ning Qi and headed towards the Immortal Emperor Daoyan. However, it was just flicked by the Immortal Emperor Daoyan and landed on the Immortal Capital. From then on,

It can be seen that Immortal Emperor Daoyan does not have even the slightest pity for the creatures in this world.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them fought farther and farther, and soon disappeared in the Immortal Dynasty of the Underworld. The monks in the Immortal City looked at the abyss-like crack in silence, some with sad faces, and some with angry faces. It could be said that they were rather...

The battle between Qi and Daoyan Immortal Emperor has caused extremely heavy losses to the monks of the Ming Dao Immortal Dynasty.

Meng Tianshu looked at the crack indifferently for a while, then turned and left, while Wu Wei and others stood there dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.

"In this world, strength is indeed king and cultivation is strong, so can we monks be treated like ants!?"

Suddenly, a genius spoke angrily.

When everyone heard this, an indescribable understanding arose in their hearts.

Similar scenes continued to appear in the next half a year. Except for those immortal dynasties that had been ravaged by Immortal-Slaying Yuan Zun, the remaining immortal dynasties were more or less destroyed between Daoyan Immortal Emperor and Ning Qi.

The battle was affected, and the losses were large and small. Although they were tired, the monks in the Central Continent already regarded Ning Beixuan as the second person under Dao Yan!

Because before this, no one had ever heard of anyone who could fight with Daoyan Immortal Emperor for so long!

Half a year later.

The two finally fought back to the starting point.

The sky above Daoyan Immortal City.

Immortal Emperor Daoyan looked at Ning Qi indifferently, with a trace of extremely vague shock deep in his eyes. In the past six months, he has been testing Ning Qi's limits and has come to the conclusion that this child cannot be kept!

With a mere cultivation of Seven Tribulations, he has exerted a combat power that is difficult for ordinary Yuan Zun to achieve. With such terrifying methods, if he were to break through to the Creator of Nine Tribulations, his combat power might be comparable to his.

Little Stubborn Donkey and the others noticed the movement and came out of the air one after another, looking at the two of them in shock. Why couldn't Immortal Emperor Daoyan take action and suppress Ning Beixuan even after half a year!? Ning Beixuan is really that strong.

Is it so terrifying!?

"Your current fighting power is all due to Dragon Lord, right? It's a pity that Dragon Lord was always wrong. He shouldn't have chosen you."

Immortal Emperor Daoyan looked at Ning Qi and said calmly.

Ning Qi looked at Daoyan Immortal Emperor slightly strangely. From the beginning to the end, the other party thought that his cultivation was obtained by relying on Xiaoliu. In fact, Ning Qi believed that the existence behind the system was far away.

It's not that Xiaoliu can compare, but naturally he won't explain this to Immortal Emperor Daoyan.

Since you have misunderstood, let’s continue the misunderstanding to the end...

"What? It was right for him to choose you? But in the end, you rebelled."

Ning Qi smiled.

At this moment, Ning Qi's body was covered with numerous wounds, with almost no good flesh left. The fairy spirit energy left by Immortal Emperor Daoyan remained everywhere on his body, which was competing with the fairy spirit energy in his body, making Ning Qi's body hurt.

The injury cannot be recovered.

"Because he has different ideas from mine, you won't know these things even if I tell you, so..."

Immortal Emperor Daoyan smiled slightly and reached out to grab Ning Qi again. This time, Ning Qi didn't even have a chance to resist. His whole body and soul were all suppressed by a terrifying fairy spirit, and he couldn't move at all.

, like Killing Immortal Yuan Zun and the other two, Ning Qi was suppressed.

"Hahaha! Ning Beixuan, you have today too!"

The little stubborn donkey laughed wildly with joy, flew over and kicked Ning Qi, but Ning Qi just glanced at him with a faint smile.

This kick was a bit too light for Ning Qi.

The little stubborn donkey didn't care, he just wanted revenge. He was almost suppressed by Ning Qi last time, which made him afraid for a long time. This revenge must be avenged. Everyone saw the little stubborn donkey's fists, like raindrops, constantly falling on Ning Qi.

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"What a pity..."

For some reason, many monks in Daoyan Immortal City felt a pity secretly in their hearts. Perhaps Ning Qi was the only true genius they had ever seen who could fight with Daoyan Immortal Emperor for so long at the level of the Creator of Seven Tribulations.

"Congratulations to Immortal Emperor Daoyan."

Han Fei Yuan Zun led everyone to come forward to congratulate him. At this point, the three Yuan Zun level beings, namely, the Immortal Killing Yuan Zun, the Demon Corpse Yuan Zun, and the Beixuan Yuan Zun, were all suppressed by the Daoyan Immortal Emperor. The Central Continent was able to regain peace.

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"alright."

Immortal Emperor Daoyan said calmly.

When the little stubborn donkey heard this, he glanced at Ning Qi unwillingly and stopped what he was doing.

"Tell me, where is Long Zun? I will send him to the Immortal Prison with you."

Immortal Emperor Daoyan smiled.

"If you can't find him, you will never find him in this life."

Ning Qi grinned, his white teeth covered with blood.

"Master, don't send him to the fairy prison, I will torture him!"

The little stubborn donkey said, "I don't believe it anymore. He can be stubborn for a hundred years or a thousand years, and he can be stubborn for ten thousand years or a hundred thousand years!?"

Immortal Emperor Daoyan glanced at Little Stubborn Donkey indifferently, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. When Little Stubborn Donkey saw this, he closed his mouth in a dignified manner.

"You don't dare to kill us, are you afraid that our souls will go to the underworld and come back one day?"

Ning Qi looked at Immortal Emperor Daoyan with a half-smile.

He suspected that the other party must have some understanding of things in the underworld. The soul is different from the soul. The soul can be seen, but the soul can basically only be seen by the monks in the underworld. Ning Qi can see it entirely because he has swallowed the evil spirits.

The essence of Shura.

"That's right, so I'll send you to the Immortal Prison. You won't have to come back again in this life."

Immortal Emperor Daoyan smiled slightly and glanced at Ning Qi and the others. The eyes of Killing Immortal Yuan Zun and Demon Corpse Yuan Zun showed unwillingness. If they had left for the Nine Wilderness Areas earlier, at least they would not have been killed so quickly.
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