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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters Golden Crow strikes

Six days!

From Dou Zhe to Dou Zun, Eastern Catastrophe only took six days. At such a speed, even Ning Qi couldn't match it!

However, a big reason for this is that Dongfang Haojie was already a Dou Zun from the beginning, and the process of going through it is just the condensation of Dou Qi!

Ning Qi's remaining mid-grade spiritual crystals, plus the spiritual crystals snatched from Longteng Trading Company and Huang Heng, amounted to millions. In just six days, they were all condensed by the Eastern Catastrophe.

The Golden Crow spirit fluttered its wings and landed on Dongfang Haojie's shoulder. After staring silently for a while, he suddenly raised his hands to Ning Qi with a solemn expression and said: "Brother Ning, I, Dongfang Haojie, can't repay you for the kindness of rebuilding. In the future, you have to

This life of mine can be taken away at any time!"

"What do I want to do with your life?"

Ning Qi said with a half-smile.

Not wanting to talk more about this topic, Ning Qi continued: "You have become a Dou Zun now, and the Golden Crow Divine Soul is also at the seventh level. I will teach you a god refining technique. In the future, the speed of absorbing the god refining stone will be

It is many times faster than ordinary people, and can take less detours..."

After some teachings, Ning Qi told Dongfang Hao Jia what happened in Dongxuan Land during this period.

Dongfang Haojie said in amazement: "It turns out that Dou Zun wants to condense his soul!"

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he looked at Ning Qi in shock and said: "Brother Ning, your soul is as high as three hundred feet. What kind of realm is this? Are you already a peak fighter!?"

At this time, he carefully recalled the scene where Ning Qi waved his hand to kill the four Dongfang Wudi, and Dongfang Hao Jie became more and more shocked!

"I am just a three-star Dou Zun. My soul can be so strong mainly because my Titan soul is a first-grade soul. When I reach the peak of Dou Zun, the limit is thousands of feet."

Ning Qi smiled.

"First-grade soul..."

Dongfang Haojie was startled, and when he thought that the limit of his seventh-grade soul was only three hundred feet, he felt a little envious.

"Brother Dongfang, in fact, your soul is the highest-level one I have ever seen, except for me. I know a Dou Emperor's daughter. After stimulating the bloodline of the ancient demon clan, her soul reached the seventh level.

, the direct descendant of the scholar of Tiandi Pavilion, Zhongli Huatian, the supreme genius, is only a ninth-grade soul."

Ning Qi smiled and said: "When you condense your soul to the extreme and become the Dou Emperor, that old guy from Dongfang Killing Immortal will definitely not be your opponent."

"This old guy must be killed, but there is still a long way to go to become a Dou Emperor. I don't dare to think about it now. By the way, Brother Ning, we must hide now. The Golden Crow clan has very strong sense of blood. I'm afraid they have already

He noticed my appearance and was rushing towards this place. The tenth-level Golden Crow is probably no match for the three great fighting emperors of my Dongfang family!"

Dongfang Haojie said with a solemn expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of 'suns' appeared in the distant sky.

"This is the Golden Crow!?"

Ning Qi looked into the distance calmly.

I saw a group of birds and beasts whose bodies were burning with golden crows and strange fires. They were flying towards here with flapping wings. They were very fast. In the blink of an eye, they were at the top of the valley.

A hot breath hit us, and the vegetation in the valley instantly withered, and the places closest to the group of golden crows even started to burn.

After seeing Ning Qi and Dongfang Haojie, they transformed into a man and woman in different costumes, staring at Dongfang Haojie.

As for Ning Qi, they have been directly ignored!

"Brother Dongfang, refine this thing."

Ning Qi quietly handed Dongfang Haojie an outer disciple token.

After Dongfang Haojie took it, he refined it on the spot without saying a word. The Golden Crow Strange Fire was extremely powerful. In just a few breaths, the token was successfully refined. Then Dongfang Haojie showed a look of shock. It was obvious that the token was useful. He

It’s already clear!

"The damn human race actually took away the ancient bloodline of my Golden Crow clan!"

"Kill them!"

"Don't act without authorization yet! Wait for the clan leader to arrive!"

This group of men and women roared towards the Eastern Holocaust, as if they saw the enemy who killed their father.

A few breaths later, a sun appeared again on the horizon. The difference from before was that this 'sun' was almost comparable to the real sun, like a fireball, burning with blazing fire.

With its arrival, the temperature here directly increased by more than tens of degrees, and the air became extremely hot. However, Ning Qi possesses the intermediate bloodline of the relic of the World-Destroying Titan, so this temperature cannot harm him.

Eastern Catastrophe itself also has Golden Crow bloodline, so it is naturally immune to it.

"Is this the tenth-level Golden Crow?"

Ning Qi asked.

"Well, that's it!"

Dongfang Haojie's face was solemn: "Should we leave? I'll be restrained by it later and won't be able to leave even if I want to."

"Then let's go."

Ning Qi nodded.

The next second, the two of them disappeared directly in front of a group of Golden Crows, and the tenth-level Golden Crow suddenly stood in the void.

After a while, it roared: "Look! Find them for me!"

"yes!"

Hundreds of golden crows roared and scattered in all directions.

…………

Lingwu Continent.

Temple of War.

Battle Tower.

As soon as the Eastern Catastrophe appeared, he looked around in shock.

"That's the sect master's hall. That's the training room for the outer disciples. It will help you practice faster. That's the transfer hall. The exercises in it are only from low-grade to top-grade yellow-level ones, so they are of little use."

Ning Qi introduced Dongfang Haojie with a smile.

Several figures came through the sky and landed in front of the two of them.

They said in surprise: "Master! (Young Master)!"

These people are Luo Tianhua, Niu Dazhuang, and Dagouzi.

"Huh? There are only three of you in the sect. Where is the old master? Where is Xiao Yue'er? Where is Zhang Long and Zhao Hu? Where is Mo Chou? Where are my three eldest brothers?"

Ning Qi asked.

"Master, the Zuo family is also in the sect. Xiao Yue'er and the others, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, the old man, the eldest man, Miss Mochou, and Xinche have gone down the mountain. They said they wanted to visit this place... Your three eldest brothers also

Followed."

The big dog whispered.

In just a short time, he has already broken through to the Eight-Star Dou Wang. It seems that he will become a Dou King within a few days.

Ning Qi frowned slightly.

"Master, don't worry, Aunt Mochou said they would just take a walk nearby and won't go too far."

Niu Da Zhuangdao.

Is it nearby? The nearest city near the Temple of War is Qingniu City.

"Senior Aunt Mo Chou...that's fine, I'll just be a master aunt."

Ning Qi then looked at Luo Tianhua: "Your cultivation has also improved, which is good."

"Master, compared with senior brother, I'm still far behind."

Luo Tianhua scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. The senior brother he mentioned was naturally Ning Qi's first disciple who entered the house. He was very strong.

"It's okay. Your senior brother has a special bloodline. It's normal for you to practice faster than ordinary people."

Ning Qi smiled.

Luo Tianhua smiled bitterly in his heart. Since Niu Dazhuang and others arrived, he found that he was the slowest in cultivation among all the people.
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