"Woof woof woof!"

The black dog barked a few more times and glanced in the direction of the Blood Demon Ancestor. The Blood Demon Ancestor's body suddenly tensed up and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Why is it looking at me!? I didn't offend it!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor was a little shocked.

Ning Qi looked at the black dog, then at the blood demon ancestor, with a smile in his eyes, nodded towards the black dog, and walked towards the blood demon ancestor.

The black dog followed closely behind, circling around Ning Qi's feet. It was just like an ordinary domestic puppy. It was completely impossible to tell that it was a powerful being. However, the monks present all knew that the black dog was absolutely

It's not as simple as it seems. This tame look may only be shown in front of Ning Qi.

"This palace is probably related to this immortal, otherwise how could the black dog act like he knows him?"

The master of Dream Demon Dao thought with a solemn expression.

The girls of Liuli Villa also looked at Ning Qi and the black dog beside him with great curiosity.

"Master, I, I have never offended it..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor smiled bitterly.

"Master? Do you accept this kind of role?"

Prince Ming was stunned for a moment, a little dissatisfied.

"Then you will do his job from now on."

Ning Qi smiled.

Hearing this, the Third Prince Ming laughed sarcastically and looked at the Blood Demon Ancestor: "Follow Boss Beixuan and be obedient and sensible in the future. Otherwise, if Boss Beixuan doesn't hit you, I will beat you too. Do you understand?"

A terrifying aura came from Prince Ming's body and pressed directly towards the Blood Demon Ancestor. The Blood Demon Ancestor's feet went weak and he almost fell to his knees. He nodded quickly: "I understand..."

This scene was seen by the good and evil monks, and when they looked at the Blood Demon Ancestor, their eyes became very strange.

"Master, I..."

The blood demon ancestor saw the black dog staring at him, and under the double pressure, he almost had a nervous breakdown.

Ning Qi glanced at him, reached out and lifted Zhang Zicheng from his hand. The Blood Demon Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the black dog was not looking at him, but at Zhang Zicheng in his hand!

The Blood Demon Ancestor was relieved and at the same time a little curious, what is the relationship between Zhang Zicheng and this black dog? Speaking of which, he also admired Zhang Zicheng's strength. The Blood Demon Ancestor was still a Mahayana monk.

, his combat power is definitely not as good as Zhang Zicheng’s.

"You, what are you going to do!"

Zhang Zicheng looked at Ning Qi in horror.

"Give back things that don't belong to you."

Ning Qi smiled and reached out to take off the iron ring from Zhang Zicheng's neck, and then threw it towards the black dog. The black dog stretched his head, and the iron ring immediately fell on the black dog's neck. At this moment, everyone noticed that the black dog's aura became very...

It's as vast as the sea, much stronger than just now!

"This is……"

There was a hint of shock in the eyes of Prince Ming. He is a snake and is not a human race, so he is more sensitive to the breath of the black dog. He found that after the black dog put on this collar, it brought a kind of terrible pressure to him.

Even scarier than facing his father!

"Is it a demon-level monster!? How could it be..."

Prince Ming was a little in disbelief.

Without the iron ring, Zhang Zicheng's aura has dropped at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. He is in the Mahayana stage, the Tribulation Stage, the Fusion Stage, the God Transformation Stage, the Nascent Soul Stage, the Golden Elixir Stage...

Even his original cultivation state could not be maintained. In just a few breaths, his cultivation level dropped to the early stage of Jindan. There were many white hairs on his temples, making him look much older. Zhang Zicheng was horrified to feel the pain in his body.

Change, a hint of madness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to grab the black dog: "Give it back to me! Give it back to me!"

"You even robbed someone else's puppy of his collar. Do you want any shame?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Puppy collar!?

Everyone looked at Zhang Zicheng with strange expressions. Could it be that he had the terrifying strength just because he wore the collar belonging to this black dog!?

The Dream Demon Dao Sect Leader and others looked very shocked. A mere collar could elevate an ordinary monk to a level that even they could not deal with together. Then the original owner of this collar...the black dog, must be very powerful.

To what extent!?

"I see... I'm just saying, Zhang Zicheng is obviously a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, how could he suddenly become a Mahayana Stage monk? I thought he had been hiding his identity all this time. It turned out that he had used external forces. He seemed to have been there before.

That palace, the collar was also taken from the palace, right?"

"I think this ring is an immortal weapon. It can forcibly promote a Nascent Soul Stage monk to the Mahayana Stage. There is no other explanation other than an immortal weapon! But the price seems to be high. Zhang Zicheng's cultivation has actually dropped to the early stage of the Golden Core.

, I’m afraid it’s a question whether I can return to the Nascent Soul stage in this life..."

The voices of low-pitched discussions poured into Zhang Zicheng's ears like demonic sounds. He glanced around wildly and saw the two Nascent Soul Stage monks who had been friends with him before, looking at him with pity.

Looking at him, there seemed to be a hint of schadenfreude deep in his eyes?

Zhang Zicheng ignored the two of them and looked at Fairy Liuli. There was nothing special about Fairy Liuli's eyes, but because there was nothing special about them, she looked calm and there was no joy or anger in them. This made Zhang Zicheng feel extremely humiliated. Finally, he said

A series of wild laughter, like crazy, dancing.

"This guy is crazy."

Ning Qi shook his head and threw it away. Zhang Zicheng released his flying sword, rode the sword, and galloped away into the distance, leaving behind a string of wild laughter.

When the two Nascent Soul stage monks brought here by Zhang Zicheng saw this, they hesitated for a moment, raised their hands to the seniors around them, and chased after Zhang Zicheng with their heads lowered.

"Woof woof woof!"

The black dog got the collar and became more energetic. He opened his mouth and bit Ning Qi's trousers and dragged him towards the palace.

"I'll go by myself."

Ning Qi said quickly.

This bite made him feel that the power of the black dog was much greater than his own. As for how much, Ning Qi had no idea, but even though the black dog's cultivation was stronger than him, Ning Qi could clearly feel it.

There is no hostility in my heart, but I am very close to myself!

"Is it the dog I raised in my previous life?"

A trace of curiosity arose in Ning Qi's heart, and he followed the black dog and flew towards the palace. The others stood there watching the scene, not daring to follow or leave without permission.

"This, I don't know what to call this person?"

Seeing Ning Qi and Black Dog entering the ruined palace, the Blood Demon Ancestor sneered and looked at Prince Ming.

"Call me Prince Grandpa!"

Prince Ming said calmly.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted obediently: "Grandpa Prince!"

"Well, children can be taught."

Prince Ming was stunned for a moment, with a satisfied smile on his face.

When the righteous monks saw this scene, they secretly despised the Blood Demon Ancestor. However, the demonic monks looked at the Blood Demon Ancestor with a hint of admiration in their eyes. He was worthy of being the Patriarch. He was more flexible and flexible than any of them present.
Chapter completed!