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The third thousand two hundred and seventy-eight chapters died of breathlessness

"What kind of cultivation is this?"

Ning Qi smiled and said, "Well, my two little sisters have been following me since I was a Dragon Slayer. They have been practicing for thousands of years, right?"

Ning Qi particularly emphasized the word thousands of years.

"If you can defeat one of them, I will let you leave alive today."

A hint of humiliation flashed in Dao Yan's eyes, thousands of years... He has been practicing for several epochs!

"Is this true?"

Dao Yan was silent for a while, and then these words came out from between his teeth. He thought about how majestic and majestic he was as the Lord of the Central Continent, and was worshiped from all directions, but now...

"Ancestor!?"

The monks from the Cihang Sect looked as pale as dirt.

A look of despair emerged on Lu Feng's face. He thought that his ancestor could break the forbidden law imposed by Ning Qi and let him regain his freedom.

But now, even the ancestor has to fight for a chance of survival under the opponent's hand. No matter what the outcome is today, he will definitely have to kneel here until death.

Thinking of this, Lu Feng lost all hope!

"Of course it's true."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"I'll do it."

Zuo Ling'er smiled and took a step forward. Everyone looked at Zuo Ling'er's beautiful and innocent face and couldn't imagine that this was also a second-step existence!?

"How can I be qualified to love such a woman..."

Many people felt ashamed and did not dare to have any blasphemous thoughts towards the two women.

"As expected of the Beixuan Immortal Emperor, even the people around him are so powerful. During this period, the Beixuan Immortal Emperor must be doing very well in the immortal world..."

Brother Long and others were secretly envious.

boom!

When Zuo Ling'er took a step, Dao Yan's figure suddenly moved. His body swelled again. Starting from his neck, sarcomas grew. In an instant, when he was about to punch Zuo Ling'er, his body suddenly swelled.

It has transformed into an ugly giant three feet tall.

"The Immortal Emperor Daoyan has ended up in such a state..."

Wang Muting couldn't help but sigh.

"Mother, he brought it upon himself."

Ning Qi smiled.

Wang Muting nodded. She had already heard the whole process of Ning Qi's rise in the Central Continent from Holy Concubine Hantian, so she naturally knew what role Immortal Emperor Daoyan played in it.

When the monks of Cihang Sect saw that Zuo Linger was about to be hit by Dao Yan, they suddenly became nervous. Could it be that the other party was just bluffing!?

Time seems to slow down.

Dao Yan's movements gradually froze in mid-air, maintaining his fist-pumping posture, but his body could not move at all.

I saw Zuo Ling'er gently raising a hand, and a black energy and white energy intertwined, covering the Daoyan Immortal Emperor, causing the illusion of time stagnating.

Ning Qi gave her a funny look. She was obviously imitating the scene when she showed her divine grace, but the similarity was only a few points.

"Why...I can't even beat a maid next to him!?"

Immortal Emperor Daoyan's eyes were red, and he almost lost his mind under the humiliation. He couldn't understand why he had to end up like this when he was the son of destiny.

The monks of Cihang Sect looked at this scene in stunned silence.

The onlookers who had retreated far away were dumbfounded at this moment, and their awe for Zuo Ling'er was even deeper.

"Send him on his way."

Ning Qi smiled.

Zuo Ling'er nodded, and with a thought, the terrifying power exploded instantly. Both the physical body and the soul of Immortal Emperor Daoyan were completely annihilated by this power. Even the powerful people in the Shenluo world could not save him.

"Spare your life, Beixuan Immortal Emperor, we didn't know he was actually Daoyan...the devil!"

Several creators from the Cihang Sect suddenly knelt down. They were just casual cultivators recruited by Dao Yan and had no relationship with Dao Yan. Since Dao Yan lost, they naturally betrayed the Cihang Sect.

"We were deceived by Demon Daoyan. I beg Beixuan Immortal Emperor to spare my life before we make a big mistake!"

Several people begged and begged.

When the other Cihang Sect monks saw this, they looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they all knelt down and begged for mercy, without exception.

"From now on, there will be no Cihang Sect. Do you understand?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"I understand, I'll understand later!"

Several creators nodded quickly.

"Let's go."

Ning Qi waved his hands with a smile.

"Thank you very much, Beixuan Immortal Emperor!"

Several people were relieved and quickly saluted respectfully before turning around and leaving. Seeing this, the other monks of the Cihang Sect also planned to follow the few people away, but Dagouzi waved his sleeves lightly, and a fairy spirit filled them.

Live with these guys and make them unable to move.

"They can leave, but you are trained by Immortal Emperor Daoyan, so there is no need to leave. I will send you to accompany him so that he will no longer be alone on the road."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Ah! Beixuan Immortal Emperor, spare your life!"

Along with a burst of screams, except for those few creators, almost all the people from Cihang Sect who came this time were wiped out. Ning Qi was not sure if anyone among them had obtained the true inheritance of Dao Yan. It would be a bit troublesome to take revenge in the future.

So I just cleaned it up directly.

"I'll pay my respects to the Immortal Emperor of Beixuan!"

After being stunned for a few seconds, everyone knelt down one after another. With Ning Qi as the center, monks and mortals from all directions knelt down together.

"Everyone, get up."

Ning Qi smiled gently.

"Thank you Beixuan Immortal Emperor!"

Everyone stood up and looked at Ning Qi with excited eyes. They could see the legendary Beixuan Immortal Emperor with their own eyes in this life. Even if they die in the future, they will have stories for future generations to talk about.

Ning Qi's eyes suddenly fell on Nangong Yu'er. Seeing her staring at Wang Muting without blinking, she moved her mind slightly and removed the restrictions on Nangong Yu'er.

Who would have expected that as soon as Nangong Yu'er discovered that her body bones could suddenly move, she got up and slapped Ning Hongtian. This slap made Ning Hongtian blush, shocked and angry.

"Ning Hongtian, what have I gained from following you for so many years? The fact that you vomited blood when you saw this woman today means that you still can't let go of her. Anyway, I will make you severely embarrassed in front of her!"

Nangong Yu'er looked like a madman with disheveled hair. She was cursing and slapping Ning Hongtian.

Bang bang bang!

Ning Hongtian's face was like a rainbow, changing into various colors. He stared at Nangong Yu'er, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, his head immediately dropped, and there was no longer any breath in his body.

"Dead? It's good to die, it's good to die!"

Nangong Yu'er laughed wildly, and then before anyone had time to react, she slapped herself on the head and died!

Her body fell on Ning Long. Ning Long stared at this scene blankly, with a trace of sadness suddenly showing in his eyes.

"Mom, let's go."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Um."

Wang Muting seemed not to want to watch this scene anymore and got on the carriage.

"I will send you off to the Beixuan Immortal Emperor!"
Chapter completed!
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