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Chapter 1830 Instant Kill
“I heard… the person on the stone tablet is Ning Beixuan?”
“Not bad…”
“It seems that the Huanxi Demon Sect has provoked a madman this time, and he dares to come here to block the door. Do you really think that the Huanxi Demon Sect is one of those unpopular sects?”
Some unpopular sects often have their enemies knock on their door after offending them, and then block the door for several years, just to vent their bad temper and let other monks know about it and come to watch the joke. Regardless of whether the opponent is completely wiped out in the end, face can be regained.
But this kind of thing only often happens to low-level sects. The slightly more powerful second-rate sects have Immortal King-level existences in their sects, and they are rarely blocked by people, let alone the Happy Demon Sect. Such a top sect.
More and more monks gathered here, hundreds of streets and markets all became empty, hundreds of thousands of eyes fell on Ning Qi, some were shocked, some were curious.
Ning Qi closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the stone tablet, his hands gently resting on his knees. At this time, several figures suddenly flew out from the direction of the Demon Huanxi Sect.
Everyone’s attention was attracted by them and they all looked at them. The leader was Wu Chongxian, followed by five elders who also had the same cultivation level of Seven Tribulations.
Wu Chongxian flew to the front of the stone stele, his eyes fell on the line of red characters, he was silent for a while, and then looked at Ning Qi, “Since you have a grudge against my Huanxi Demon Sect, do you dare to declare your name?”
“Who are you? Are you in charge of this Happy Demon Sect?”
Ning Qi slowly opened his eyes and smiled lightly.
A cold light flashed in Wu Chongxian’s eyes, and he said lightly: “I am Wu Chongxian.”
Little Demon Lord, Wu Chongxian?
When the monks around him heard this name, their faces suddenly showed shock. They had been here for a long time, and they had long heard of Wu Chongxian, the direct disciple of the Demon Lord Huanxi, who was known as the Little Demon Lord.
It is said that this person has extremely terrifying talent. He has only been practicing for about ten thousand years and is already the Creator of Seven Tribulations. In the future, he will have the opportunity to become the Creator of Nine Tribulations and take over the Demonic Joy Sect!
“Wu Chongxian? I haven’t heard of it. You should go back and stay.”
Ning Qi waved his hand.
“Arrogant!”
Seeing Ning Qi’s attitude and the **** words on the stone tablet, several elders of the Huanxi Demon Sect couldn’t help but turn pale, and they wished they could suppress Ning Qi on the spot.
“Your Excellency, my name has not been informed yet.”
Wu Chongxian said coldly.
“Ning Beixuan.”
Ning Qi said lightly.
“Are you Ning Beixuan? The magic gourd of joy is on you?”
Wu Chongxian’s eyes changed slightly.
The faces of several elders from the Huanxi Demon Sect behind him showed looks of horror.
“Not bad, you want it?”
Ning Qi smiled, took out the Immortal Killing Demon Gourd, put it beside him, and said with a slight smile: “If you want it, come and get it yourself. If you can take it, I will give it to you.”
“What the Immortal Killing Demon Gourd, this is obviously the Joy Demon Gourd!”
Wu Chongxian shouted coldly and disappeared immediately. When he reappeared, he was already behind Ning Qi, looking down at Ning Qi with a touch of ridicule in his eyes.
“Little Demon Lord, come back quickly!”
The elders of the Huanxi Demon Sect shouted quickly, with anxious looks on their faces. They had received the news that Zhuge Tao died in Ning Qi’s hands. Obviously, Ning Qi’s combat power was definitely in the Eight Tribulations. Above, however, Wu Chongxian had been in retreat before, and they had not had time to tell Wu Chongxian the news.
When Wu Chongxian heard the shouts of the elders, a coldness flashed in his eyes. He ignored it and stretched out his hand to grab it. The Immortal-Zhu Xian Demonic Gourd immediately flew into his hand. Wu Chongxian showed a hint of joy in his eyes and took advantage of the situation. He slapped Ning Qi on the head.
When everyone saw this, they immediately held their breath and watched this scene slightly nervously. In their eyes, Wu Chongxian, as a famous little demon lord of the Huanxi Demon Sect, had surpassed ordinary immortal king-level beings in strength, and Ning Ning Qi didn’t react at all from the beginning to the end, and he would probably be slapped to death.
However, when Wu Chongxian’s palm was still an inch away from the back of Ning Qi’s head, he stopped. He looked at the palm grabbing his wrist in disbelief.
“You are too weak, but your cultivation level is pretty good. You have a place among the younger generation, but compared to the Thunder Emperor, Zangxian Zhenren, and Yan Shengzi, you are not even a little bit behind. No wonder, Demon Lord Huanxi I’m not a master myself, I’m considered a third-rate talent at best, so it’s normal for me to cultivate a third-rate talent like you.”
Ning Qi smiled lightly.
“Thunder Emperor, Zangxian Zhenren, Yan Shengzi? Have you met them?”
A trace of horror flashed in Wu Chongxian’s eyes. These three people were the goals he wanted to surpass day and night, but when he said it in the other person’s mouth, it seemed so understated?
The elders of the Huanxi Demon Sect looked anxious, looked at each other, and moved towards Ning Qi to suppress him. If Wu Chongxian died in Ning Qi’s hands, they would probably end up waiting for the Huanxi Demon Lord to return to the sect. It won’t be any better than death.
“Not only have I seen them, I also sent them to the West.”
The corners of Ning Qi’s mouth raised slightly, and in front of hundreds of thousands of monks present, he grabbed the horrified Wu Chongxian and threw him directly at the elders of the Huanxi Demon Sect who were flying towards him.
Boom!
They were caught off guard and were knocked upside down by Wu Chongxian. However, the damage was not fatal. However, the next moment, before they could react, a burst of sword light flashed in the air. Immediately afterwards, the nearby monks also Regardless of the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect, anyone who was paying attention to this place saw a rain of blood appear in the sky, and countless pieces of flesh, regardless of you and me, all fell to the ground with the blood and water.
Instant sale!
Until his death, Wu Chongxian had no chance to use the body of all demons that he had just successfully cultivated.
“Hiss…”
The monks present stared blankly at the puddle of minced meat on the ground. After reacting, they all took a breath and looked at Ning Qi with dumbfounded eyes.
“Ning Beixuan is so strong? Even the Little Demon Lord was killed?”
“Those five elders are not low in cultivation. They are at least the Seven Tribulations Creators. Together with the Little Demon Lord, there are a total of six Seven Tribulations Creators. How is it possible that they cannot even block Ning Beixuan’s move?”
“The Little Demon Lord is dead, and the elders are also dead. What’s going on…”
The monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect did not want to believe the scene they had witnessed with their own eyes. They rubbed their eyes one after another, and then fell into a panic.
As one of the seven major sects, the Huanxi Demon Sect has always been the only one to hit people. No one dared to kill the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect in public. However, six of them died immediately. To the Huanxi Demon Sect, , a very high-status existence!
Ning Qi smiled and closed his eyes again, as if he had done a trivial thing.
At this moment, there are no monks in the Huanxi Demon Sect who are stronger than Little Demon Lord and the others. The disciples of the Huanxi Demon Sect can only look at Ning Qi, but there is nothing they can do.