"You ran away, why didn't you run away?"

An ancient god looked at Ning Qi with a smile.

His aura is much stronger than the master of Lingyuan Pavilion.

Facing Ning Qi is like a tiger standing in front of a kitten.

Ning Qi glanced at him, then smiled lightly and said:

"We can't escape. Instead of wasting our energy, we might as well drag a few people into the water."

"How many people will you drag into the water?"

The ancient venerable god was immediately happy.

The others also laughed.

"Leng Fan was killed by you, which indeed surprised us, but with your cultivation, it is basically impossible to pull us into the water when we are prepared."

Another ancient god smiled lightly.

"Why are you talking so much? Just kill him."

"Wait, wait until the third young master arrives and see how he handles it."

After a few breaths.

Battleships followed.

Mr. Leng and Mr. Yu stood on the battleship and looked at Ning Qi calmly.

"Third Young Master, kill him."

Old Yu said in a deep voice.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

He is just a Holy Lord, but the aura on his body is countless times stronger than that of the same level, reaching the realm of ancient gods.

If he seizes the opportunity and is promoted to the Ancient God, his future prospects will be limitless!

"No."

A strange look flashed in the eyes of Third Young Master Leng, and he ordered to the ancient gods:

"I want to live."

"Third Young Master?"

There was a look of surprise in Mr. Yu's eyes.

"Lao Yu, I want his inheritance."

A flash of light flashed in Mr. Leng's eyes:

"Since this son can threaten the Leng family in the future, and now in the realm of the Holy Lord, he is attacking the ancient gods, it shows that his inheritance is extraordinary. If I get my hands on it, with the help of the Leng family, my achievements will be much higher.

To him!"

"this……"

Old Yu was shaken in his heart.

"He will no longer be a threat to the Leng family. I will replace him."

Third Young Master Leng smiled.

"That's fine."

Mr. Yu nodded slightly, "With his current strength, he really doesn't need to care about life or death. Once the master takes over his inheritance, it will be too late to give him another death."

The corner of Mr. Leng's mouth raised a slight smile.

His eyes fell on Ning Qi.

"Want my inheritance?"

A strange smile appeared in Ning Qi's eyes. What kind of inheritance does he have? What he has is nothing more than a system.

Just after coming out of the underworld, he couldn't even see the simplest attribute panel. At the same time, a group of ancient gods had surrounded him.

Since Mr. Leng wanted to capture him alive, they had to be more cautious to avoid being accidentally killed by the opponent, or having the opponent bite them back.

"Suppress it directly with your breath."

"good!"

The terrifying aura swept out from these ancient gods and turned into a dragnet, covering Ning Qi's head.

Not surprisingly, Ning Qi's only fate was to be captured alive, because with his cultivation level, he was unable to resist this terrifying aura.

Just then.

A golden light shot out from between Ning Qi's eyebrows.

The golden light turned into a golden dragon, roaring and swimming around Ning Qi. The next moment, it fell into Ning Qi's hand and turned into a long knife.

Dragon-slaying sword!

Ning Qi was a little surprised. What surprised him even more was that when he held the knife in his hand, he instantly borrowed an extremely huge power from the knife.

He subconsciously slashed with his sword.

The heavenly net gathered by the ancient gods was divided into two. Several ancient gods were unable to avoid it and were struck by the dragon-slaying sword. They died without even having time to howl.

"What's going on?

"

"Ayong is dead!"

"Jiahui died too!"

"What kind of monster is this guy! Is he still the Holy Lord?"

A group of ancient gods were in chaos in the wind.

He was stunned by Ning Qi's sudden attack.

His comrades who were still alive just now died in front of him. If that knife fell on them, wouldn't they also die?

At this moment, they completely understood why they had to go through this kind of thing.

The Holy Lord alone has such means. If he is promoted to the Ancient God in the future, he can really threaten the existence of the Leng family!

On the battleship, Mr. Leng was stunned for a moment, but Mr. Yu made a quick decision and reached out directly towards Ning Qi to grab him.

His cultivation far surpassed that of any ancient god, and the terrifying power of the void was condensed into a big palm.

Ning Qi waved his knife.

Poof!

Yu Lao's hand was also broken.

When Young Master Leng saw this scene, he no longer hesitated and shouted coldly: "Kill him and get the long knife in his hand!"

The opportunity lies in this knife!

He is very sure!

The power of the dragon-slaying sword seemed to have been almost exhausted, and it suddenly took Ning Qi and shot away in the distance.

This time, with the dragon-slaying sword with him, Ning Qi's speed was more than ten or twenty times that of before, and he disappeared into the void of the universe in an instant.

"Third Young Master, we can't let him go!"

Mr. Yu's face was livid. The knife he just struck could actually hurt him. There was even a strange force pouring into his body, destroying his vitality.

All his strength at the moment was blocking the invasion of that weird power, and he was unable to take action.

Third Young Master Leng also reacted very quickly and shouted: "Everyone get on the battleship!"

"yes!"
Chapter completed!