"Master wants to compete with him for soul!?"

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of Mo Sheng and the others.

They know very little about Ning Qi's previous affairs, but at least they know that Ning Qi's previous cultivation level was not even a Dou Zun. How far can he grow in just a few years?

The nearby miners were confused and had no idea about the soul. Only when they looked at the purple sword condensed from the soul behind the Ziyang Sword Emperor, a wave of excitement arose in their hearts.

"It turns out Dou Emperor is strong in a place like this. With this purple sword here, it's easy to take someone's head thousands of miles away, right?"

Tu Ba's eyes flickered as he looked at the purple sword condensed from his soul.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me for soul?"

Ning Qi looked at Ziyang Sword Emperor with a half-smile.

"Are you scared? I really want to see what a king-grade soul looks like."

Ziyang Sword Emperor raised his eyebrows.

Ning Qi smiled and said to Dudu: "Dudu, please step back first to avoid being affected by the battle."

"yes."

Dudu's mood is very complicated now. She doesn't believe that Ning Qi will be the opponent of Ziyang Sword Emperor, but she hopes that a miracle will happen to Ning Qi.

After Dudu left, the golden throne under Ning Qi's butt instantly twisted into a ball of souls. The next moment, behind him, a ten-foot-tall Titan soul appeared, its whole body shining with golden light, as if it was made of gold!

"Is this your king-level soul?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ziyang Sword Emperor's eyes, but after seeing the size of the golden soul, he couldn't help but evoke a mocking smile.

"A ten-foot-tall soul is about the same as the three of us. Even if it is of a higher rank, it only proves that it has potential. How can it be Master's opponent?"

Mo Sheng and the three others had the same thoughts at the moment.

After seeing the Titan Soul, Venerable Hongmeng and others felt relieved. They looked at the Purple Sword Soul and then at the Titan Soul with some gloating. The size difference between the two was too big. After a little comparison, everyone had an idea.

Spectrum.

"Haha! This guy really overestimates his abilities!"

Tu Ba looked at Ning Qi with his whole body relaxed and laughed twice in his heart.

"This person's soul is quite different from that of Ziyang Sword Emperor!"

"However, one side is a hundred feet tall, and the other side is only ten feet tall. Comparing the two, this man's golden soul is like an ant!"

"Hope a miracle happens!"

Dudu clenched his fists, a little nervous.

"Let's take action."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"What? You want me to strike first!?"

Ziyang Sword Emperor was slightly startled.

"Don't you dare?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Okay."

A coldness flashed in the eyes of Ziyang Sword Emperor, and the purple sword soul behind him suddenly moved, piercing the air, and slashed directly towards Ning Qi at lightning speed.

The purple sword, which was hundreds of feet high, slashed from the air. Such power made the nearby miners feel suffocated.

But the next scene made the miners, as well as Venerable Hongmeng and Mo Sheng all stunned on the spot. They saw the golden soul figure behind Ning Qi move, ducking in front of Ning Qi, and then gently stretched out his hand to pinch it.

The tip of the Purple Sword Divine Soul was caught, and the Purple Sword Divine Soul could not move at all in its hand!

"What's going on!?"

Ziyang Sword Emperor's expression changed, and he kept urging the Purple Sword Soul in his heart, but he felt that the other party had a mysterious power, which seemed to temporarily block the connection between him and the soul.

There was a hint of disdain on the corner of the Titan Spirit's mouth. He jumped up and grabbed the hilt of the Purple Sword Spirit. He brandished the hundreds-foot-long purple sword and stabbed at the Ziyang Sword Emperor!

Ziyang Sword Emperor stretched out his hand and struck out with a palm. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be drained by him, and then condensed together to erupt into a terrifying force.

But this force was still easily pierced by the purple sword. The tip of the sword stopped an inch between the Ziyang Sword Emperor's eyebrows. He was only one inch away from being shot in the head by his own purple sword soul!

A trace of cold sweat broke out from Ziyang Sword Emperor's forehead and slowly flowed to the tip of his nose.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all stunned on the spot.

"Is this a win!?"

There was a look of shock on Dudu's face, and he looked in disbelief at Ning Qi, who was standing there with his hands behind his back and a calm expression on his face, as if he was not fighting a fighting emperor, but just leisurely strolling in the park!

"You lost."

Ning Qi looked at Ziyang Sword Emperor and smiled.

"Well, I lost."

Ziyang Sword Emperor let out a long sigh and admitted defeat.

The next moment, he found that he could control the purple sword soul again, and Ning Qi's golden titan soul also disappeared.

"Master has admitted defeat!?"

The three of Mo Sheng looked at the Ziyang Sword Emperor blankly. In their hearts, the Ziyang Sword Emperor was an invincible existence. Even the medieval dragon emperor in the Dragon Prison and the Demonic Demon Emperor from the demon clan were no match for the Ziyang Sword Emperor.

, and now, he has lost to a junior who was not even a Dou Zun a few years ago!?

The faces of Venerable Hongmeng and others were extremely ugly, ashen and pale, and they had various thoughts in their hearts.

"Now can you tell me about you and Yun Qizong?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly, and his soul condensed into a golden throne again. He waved to Dudu and sat down.

Ziyang Sword Emperor's expression changed slightly and he glanced at everyone. Mo Sheng and others immediately drove the nearby miners away. Tu Ba was slightly happy and wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

"You, yes, that's you, stand."

Ning Qi pointed towards Tu Ba and said.

There was a look of despair on Tu Ba's face, and he stood stiffly on the spot.

Ziyang Sword Emperor glanced at Tu Ba and didn't take it to heart. He slowly landed in front of Ning Qi. After a slight hesitation, he said, "My master, is he okay?"

"Who is your master?"

Ning Qi asked curiously.

"Bei Hongqiu."

Ziyang Sword Emperor Dao.

"Elder Bei Hongqiu is your master? Doesn't it mean that you are of the same generation as me? Are you the true successor of the Yunqi Sect?"

A look of surprise flashed in Ning Qi's eyes.

No wonder Yin Tianshun hates Xu Zhen so much. It turns out that like Yin Tianshun, he is Bei Hongqiu's true disciple. However, even Bei Hongqiu is only a fighting saint-level existence, but Xu Zhen is already a three-star fighting emperor.

"Are you also the true successor of this generation?"

Ziyang Sword Emperor was also surprised.

"Um."

Ning Qi nodded and smiled: "My master Meng Qingling."

"It turns out to be Elder Meng."

A hint of memory flashed in the eyes of Ziyang Sword Emperor, "When I first joined the Yunqi Sect, it was eight hundred years ago. I was the earliest true successor of the Yunqi Sect's generation. Those true successors before me had all died in the Dragon Territory.

Hit."

After a pause, he continued: "You are curious about my relationship with the Yunqizong. In fact, it is simple to say that I fell in love with a dragon. She was from the ancient dragon clan. Because of this, the Yunqizong almost suffered annihilation.

There was a disaster, and I was thrown into the Dragon Prison by the ancient Dragon Emperor himself."

Ziyang Sword Emperor said it simply, but Ning Qi could imagine that he probably completely broke with Yunqizong because of this incident.

"I didn't expect you to be a lover."
Chapter completed!