The wind blew gently.

The hair of middle-aged people and immortals such as Wu Yan rippled slowly in the breeze.

The weather was originally sunny today, and because of the attack on the Central Continent, they should have been in a bright mood. However, their mood now was dark, as if there were rolling clouds and occasional flashes of thunder.

"Ning, Ning Beixuan...?"

The middle-aged man spoke with difficulty, as if these words had exhausted all his life's strength. After speaking, his legs became weak and he almost fell off the fairy boat.

"Master, they said you were dead for no reason. They were cursing you. Do you want me to eat them in one bite to vent your anger?"

Monkey said.

"Even if they dig a grave and erect a monument for me now, that's no reason for you to want to eat people. If you want to eat people in the future, forget about hamburgers and just drink the northwest wind."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"yes……"

The monkey sighed in his heart, it seemed that his master was very clever.

"I accidentally overheard your conversation just now. You said I was dead?"

Ning Qi looked into the distance with a half-smile.

He didn't even look at the middle-aged man.

But the more this happens, the more fear surges out of the middle-aged man's heart like a flood, filling his whole body instantly.

Why!

Why did Ning Beixuan suddenly appear in this ghost realm!?

Why did they decide to take action today, instead of some time ago!? Otherwise, they still have a chance to escape!

"Misunderstand……"

"I don't think there is a misunderstanding. You are all remnants of Qingxuan Palace."

Ning Qi said with a half-smile.

"No no!"

Everyone quickly shook their heads like a rattle.

They didn't believe that Ning Qi would remember such a small character like them. As long as they didn't admit that they were the remnants of Qingxuan Palace, there might still be a glimmer of hope today.

"Well, go down and talk."

Ning Qi smiled.

Then, before everyone could react, Ning Qi stomped the fairy boat to pieces with a light kick. The middle-aged man's face turned red, his mind suffered a huge blow, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Immediately after landing, the middle-aged man and Wu Yan were like well-behaved students, with their hands on both sides of their thighs, their heads bowed respectfully, and they stood behind Ning Qi without saying a word.

Wang Hui, the Immortal of Lu Clan, the major Yuan Zun, and the monks who were injured but still breathing, looked very strange when they saw this scene. The guy who was so rampant just now, really saw it.

After arriving at Ningqi, I was as scared as a quail...

"Ancestor Beixuan!"

Wang Hui took a step forward and saluted Ning Qi, with a hint of joy in her eyes.

"Okay, I haven't seen you for many years. Your cultivation has reached such an extent that you are not far from being a human being."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

"Thanks to the support of our ancestors, otherwise there would be no Wang Hui today."

Wang Hui sighed a little.

She is no longer the innocent little girl she was back then. Over the years, because of the techniques taught to her by Ning Qi and the cultivation resources left to her, she has come step by step to where she is today. Even Wang Yunhu and other ancestors have come to this day.

Everyone in Fangcun Mountain must obey her orders. It can be said that all of this was given by Ning Qi.

The rest of Yuan Zun also looked at Ning Qi with excited eyes. Those guys who had surrendered had already stood up again when Ning Qi appeared, feeling a little guilty.

"You are being humble. If you have dull qualifications, no matter how many things are given to you, you will not be able to practice to this level."

Ning Qi smiled, then raised his eyes and glanced at the injured monks who were standing up and looking at him excitedly.

The next moment, Ning Qi waved his hand gently, and streams of fairy energy entered the bodies of these injured people. Their injuries were completely healed in just a few breaths at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was even a trace of residual fairy spirit in their bodies.

The Qi will be of great help to their future practice!

"Thank you very much, Beixuan Immortal Emperor!"

Everyone knelt down in excitement.

"Tell me, how did you find my hometown?"

Ning Qi looked at the middle-aged man with a half-smile.

He didn't kill the other party immediately, he just wanted to ask if the other party came here accidentally or if someone leaked this place.

If so, he must be prepared for the arrival of Jiang You and the others. Jiang You and Jiang Hao dare not go to the Ancestral Star, but if they know about the existence of the Central Continent, they will definitely come here and use it as a threat to threaten Ning Qi.

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"Senior, misunderstanding, this is really a misunderstanding!"

The middle-aged man quickly explained: "We are a few friends who traveled here. We didn't know that this is the hometown of our seniors. Otherwise, give us a hundred courages, and we wouldn't dare to take action."

"You just said that Patriarch Beixuan was dead, and you were even more brazen about it before, saying that even if Patriarch Beixuan appeared, you would make him kneel down to you."

Wang Hui said quietly.

The middle-aged man seemed to be struck by lightning and looked at Ning Qi blankly, unable to say another word.

"Master Jiao, take out the soul and see how they got here."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

“Very good.”

Master Jiao touched his bald head and walked up to the middle-aged man with a smile. Wu Yan and the others subconsciously wanted to retreat, but found that they had been locked by a fairy spirit at some point.

No matter how they activate the spiritual energy in their bodies, they can't move it at all!

Next, everyone saw Master Jiao pat the middle-aged man on the head, and a soul with a blank expression emerged from it. Before the soul could react, Master Jiao pinched it tightly in his hand.

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"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The spirit screamed in terror.

boom!

A ball of flames rose directly, burning the soul. The soul turned into wisps of white smoke and was inhaled by Jiao Zhenren's nostrils.

In less than three breaths, the soul was burned out.

When Wu Yan and others saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright.

The soul is gone, which means that even the chance of reincarnation has been lost!

"Master, they came here by chance, but I have guessed that these guys are indeed the remnants of Qingxuan Palace."

Master Jiao smiled.

"Senior! We are just insignificant characters. Qingxuan Palace has been destroyed. We have never thought of avenging Qingxuan Palace. Please treat us as nothings and let us go!"

Wu Yan said quickly.

"Ancestor Beixuan, this woman's puppet has killed many of our monks!"

Wang Huidao.

When Wu Yan heard this, she couldn't help but look at Wang Hui with hatred. Before she could curse, she was slapped to death by Master Jiao.

"Spare my life!"

"Ning Beixuan, I am a ghost..."

"ah!"

Accompanied by howls of misery, the culprit who had immersed the Central Continent in fear for the past few years was easily slapped to death by Master Jiao one by one.

Every time someone dies, those Yuan Zun beings will be frightened and look at Master Jiao with a hint of fear in their eyes.

"It's strange, why are you the only one here in Fangcun Mountain?"
Chapter completed!