"No, it's impossible, right? Everyone, did I see it wrong...?"

Yang Xiaolong said with a stern expression.

No one answered him, because now Li Changtong and others were also in shock.

They were shocked when the news came that Ning Qi Town had killed the ancestor of the Yuan family of Taisui Fang, as well as Yuan Lie and other immortal beings. In the years after Ning Qi caused trouble in Yingzhou, they also received the news.

Secretly shocked, they felt relieved until Ning Qi disappeared for more than twenty years. Unexpectedly, seeing Ning Qi again this time, they saw an even more terrifying scene.

"How could this be? That stick..."

Nalan Shijie was stunned.

He didn't notice that He Ze and Zhao Tong beside him had clenched their fists so hard that they bled, and their nails were dug into their flesh.

All the casual cultivators present looked at this scene with dumbfounded eyes. When the smoke cleared, they found that everything within a ten-foot radius of Ningqi had become ruins, and the ground had sunk at least one foot!

At this time, Ning Qi raised the stick in his hand high again. Seeing this, the cultivators around him rolled and crawled to hide in the distance. Before they could stand firm, another loud noise came.

boom!!!

Cracks appeared in front of Ning Qi and spread in all directions. Everyone felt a dizzy feeling that was shaking the world. The longest cracks had spread hundreds of feet away!

"This is...a middle-grade Taoist weapon?"

Leng Yuan lay embarrassed in the pothole, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the stick in Ning Qi's hand. His eyes were filled with complex emotions such as disbelief, shame, anger, and shock.

"The third stick."

Ning Qi smiled slightly at Leng Yuan and struck down with the stick. Leng Yuan only had time to mobilize all the fairy energy in his body and once again condensed a protective aura on his body. He was knocked unconscious by Ning Qi's stick.

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The next moment, Ning Qi's body disappeared without a trace in full view of everyone. When Xiao Liu saw this, he turned and left secretly.

"Gone!?"

Everyone looked around in shock. Although they had heard that Ning Qi had a method of escaping, it was very difficult to figure out. Now that they saw it with their own eyes, they realized how shocking it was.

"If this son is gone, he can even hide his thoughts from us. No wonder Leng Yuan and the others have been unable to catch him these years."

Murong looked at Nangong and others with a solemn expression.

"Let's go see if Leng Yuan is dead. If he died in our Xuanjian Sect's realm, we would have to go to the Fengyun Sect to explain to him."

Nangong Road.

The golden immortals of Xuanjian Sect appeared one after another next to the hole where Leng Yuan was. Seeing that Leng Yuan was still breathing, his expressions immediately relaxed a lot.

Murong waved his hand gently, and a stream of fairy energy entered Leng Yuan's body. After a while, Leng Yuan's eyelids moved and he gradually woke up.

"Leng Yuan, you didn't take those three sticks."

Murong smiled.

After Leng Yuan adjusted his breathing for a cup of tea, he slowly stood up, looked at Murong and the others with an extremely ugly expression, and walked away without saying a word.

This time, he had lost all face. Even if he was unwilling, he had no shame to attack Ning Qi again. Leng Yuan decided to go back to Fengyun Sect and go into seclusion for thousands of years!

"Senior Sister Ying, Senior Brother Ning is gone again. I don't know how long he will be gone this time."

Fan Zeng sighed.

Ying Zhenxuan looked at the place where Ning Qi disappeared, looking a little disappointed, and silently turned around and flew towards Xuanjian Sect.

"Let's go too."

Li Changtong snorted.

Yan Feiwu and others looked at each other, frowned and flew towards Xuanjian Sect.

Xuanjian Sect.

valley.

The old man Xuanjian looked at the scene in front of him. After a while, he suddenly laughed out loud, "Even my ancestor doesn't have a middle-grade Taoist weapon. How could this kid have such a valuable treasure? It doesn't matter if he disappears. If this comes back to me,

Xuanjian Sect will have a lot of busy work next!"

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The incident of Ning Qi beating Leng Yuan unconscious with three sticks spread like a plague in a short period of time. This news caused an uproar in Yingzhou. Ning Qi, who was almost forgotten, once again became the favorite among everyone.

Small talk.

However, the news about the middle-grade Taoist artifacts was kept within a small area, and only the top executives of Fengyun Sect Jinxian and Xuanjian Sect Jinxian were aware of the matter.

As for the rest of the people present at the time, no one recognized the middle-grade Taoist weapon in Ning Qi's hand. Even if they had doubts, they would think that they had seen it wrong.

After all, the ancestor of the huge ancestral star, the Yuqing Sect, has a middle-grade Taoist artifact in his hands, and many people have never seen it with their own eyes, they just suspect it!

Yingzhou, Jinguang City.

Like Fenglin State, Yingzhou has royal families, but their power may be weaker than first-class sects such as Xuanjian Sect, and they usually don't interfere much in sect affairs, just like Ning Qi.

In 2001, Leng Yuan and others were chasing him because of low-grade Taoist weapons, but the Yingzhou royal family did not take action, not even once.

At present, this Golden Light City is under the jurisdiction of the Yingzhou Royal Family. There is a Great Star Shift in Golden Light City. Many beings who want to leave the Ancestral Star will leave through the Great Star Shift here. Therefore, such a small city has

Many masters of the Heavenly Immortal Stage and even the Golden Immortal Stage have come and gone.

"Bon Voyage."

Ning Qi stood outside the Starry Sky Movement Formation, looked at Xiaoliu, and smiled.

"Boss, take care."

Xiao Liu nodded.

In addition to him, there were many Celestial Immortal Stage beings in the formation, as well as a Golden Immortal Stage master. They all had expressionless faces. The next second, with a flash of light, Xiaoliu and the others all disappeared.

Ning Qi smiled, turned and left.

This formation is not cheap. It will cost Xiao Liu at least 10,000 middle-grade immortal stones to sit on it once, which is equivalent to one million low-grade immortal stones!

However, Ning Qi still had more than 200,000 yuan of middle-grade immortal stones that he got from Tai Suifang Yuan's family last time. This time, he gave them all to Xiao Liu as travel expenses.

"Waiter, please bring some good wine and good food to the table."

Ning Qi came to a restaurant and threw a low-grade fairy stone to the waiter.

“Great!”

The waiter's eyes were filled with joy, and he grabbed the piece of low-grade immortal stone and ran away. It was rare for a customer to be as generous as Ning Qi. He was afraid that Ning Qi would regret it, so he naturally did not dare to neglect it.

"Oh, brother, you were seriously injured this time, but you managed to save your life. It's a great blessing. Come on, I'll give you a drink."

"Who says otherwise? You know you will encounter that kind of Jedi when you pass through such a remote place. Tsk tsk. I heard that several immortals have died there. There must be an ancient demon's corpse buried underneath.

!If I hadn’t seen the opportunity wrong and ran quickly, I might have stayed there. In a place like that, we and other earthly immortals would not even step foot into it!”
Chapter completed!