Five years later.

Middle Ancient City.

"It's almost done?"

The Grand Sage Chunyang suddenly opened its eyes and looked at the Grand Sage Xuanzhen.

If he doesn't take action, he may be dug out by Ning Qi and killed. This time, the Chunyang Fairyland will suffer a huge loss!

"Xuanzhen Great Sage, if we don't come forward, how many people will be left in the Dharma Realm of the Qinglong Continent? Even if the lives of those Dharma Realm and the mid-stage Dharma Realm are not worth mentioning, but we must save the Dharma Realm of the Qinglong List in the late stage, right? Otherwise, what will we use to compete with the other three continents in the future?"

The Great Sage Aolong said coldly.

The Great Sage Xuanzhen slowly opened his eyes and said lightly: "Where is this boy now?"

"It's in your Xuanzhen Fairyland, the Holy Land of Pursuing Lu."

The Great Sage of Qingming said with a ugly expression that the Diseased Young Master is one of the famous geniuses in the Qingming Fairyland and has a little connection with him. When he saw him being tortured by Ning Qi, the Great Sage of Qingming felt a little displeased with Ning Qi.

From beginning to end, only the Great Saint of Middle Earth and the Great Saint of Kunpeng were the most calm. In their fairyland, only a few small shrimps and fish died under Ning Qi's sword, and there was no question of loss.

The Great Sage of Middle Earth looked at the Great Sage Kunpeng with a smile. He did not take action because he had a good relationship with the Great Sage of Xuanzhen. The Great Sage of Xuanzhen could order people to chase his great-grandson, but he could not take action, otherwise it would inevitably make people feel resentful.

Regarding this dispute over Kunxu Tower, the Great Saint of Middle-earth gritted his teeth and gave up, so he specially ordered the geniuses and masters in the Middle-earth fairyland to not participate in this matter.

Only a few early stage monks in the Dharma Realm did not know his position at all, and now these monks have already taken their lives to attack Ning Qi.

But the Great Saint Kunpeng is different. He did not take action this time, but it was actually thanks to his son Kunpeng Wulu.

A hint of admiration flashed in the eyes of the Great Saint of Middle Earth. Compared with Kunpeng Wulu, the Aolong Mad Sword is several levels short of it. Whether in terms of temper or personality, it cannot be compared with Kunpeng Wulu. Although Kunpeng Wulu is a demon clan, it is one of the few existences seen in the Great Saint of Middle Earth, which is even more gentlemanly than the human race.

………

Xuanzhen Fairyland.

It’s time to pay tribute again. The ten major sects under Zhulu Holy Land, led by their respective geniuses, transported a large number of cultivation resources to come here.

The people who came from the Immortal Spirit Sect were Mu Qiuchan and Wu Wei. In the past 100 years, Mu Qiuchan's cultivation has reached the peak of the late stage of the Eternal Realm. The power of the law has been condensed to the extreme. It is estimated that it will not take long to start trying to break through the Dharma Realm. Wu Wei's cultivation is still the same as a hundred years ago, and he has not made much progress at all.

"Miss Mu, why didn't your master come this time?"

When Mu Qiuchan and Wu Wei arrived at the Joglu Holy Land, Lan Chensong enthusiastically brought a group of elders to greet him. Seeing this, the geniuses from the other sects couldn't help but look jealous in their eyes. However, they couldn't even envy Mu Qiuchan for such treatment.

It is rumored that the terrifying Beixuan ancestor of the Wang family once came here and was a cultivator of the Eternal Life Realm. He became a palace master under the command of the Immortal Spirit Sect, and later became an alchemist of the Immortal Spirit Sect. At that time, Mu Qiuchan specially assigned a mountain for Ning Qi's identity and set up his tablet.

However, because of the Seven Saints Order, the mountain was taken back, and the Immortal Spirit Sect refused to allow disciples in the sect to mention Ning Qi's name. However, unexpectedly, in just a hundred years, the situation in the Qinglong Continent changed rapidly. Ning Qi actually condensed the Dharma image under the siege of thousands of Dharma-Phase cultivators.

He took action and killed hundreds of Dharma-Essence cultivators on the spot, many of whom were masters on the Qinglong List. This news gradually spread here after two or three years. Since then, the Immortal Spirit Sect directly distributed a mountain range and once again announced that Ning Qi was the alchemist of their Immortal Spirit Sect. The sect that used to have a lot of hatred with the Immortal Spirit Sect did not dare to offend the Immortal Spirit Sect again because of this.

"Elder Lan, Master, has been in seclusion for many years, and he has not yet left the seclusion this time, so he asked his juniors to come."

Mi Qiuchan smiled and bowed.

Her eyes suddenly saw a familiar figure. The figure seemed to have discovered Mu Qiuchan saw her and hurriedly hid in the crowd.

Mu Qiuchan sneered in her heart. That guy was no one else, Lan Chensong's granddaughter Lan Die. Ning Qi came to the door to beat Fengyun Wudao into a child. Lan Die was driven back to Zhulu Holy Land by Fengyun Wutian. Mu Qiuchan already knew about this. Some time ago, she even saw Fengyun Wudao, who had grown up again and had recovered to the late stage of the Eternal Realm.

But the feeling I felt at the beginning would never exist again. Fengyun Wudao, who had lived again, could never be compared with that person in Mu Qiuchan's heart, and he didn't even deserve to carry his shoes!

"Bitch!"

Lan Die stared at Mu Qiuchan quietly, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she cursed in her heart.

"It seems that Brother Meng's cultivation level is about to increase sharply. He has been in seclusion for more than a hundred years but has not appeared."

Lan Chensong nodded with a smile, and was about to call Lan Butterfly into Zhulu Holy Land, but suddenly a roar came from the sky. Several black dots broke through the air from far to near, and at a very fast speed towards their Zhulu Holy Land.

"Ning Beixuan! Don't bully people too much!"

"Ancestor Beixuan, I already know my mistake. Can you not be able to abolish your cultivation? Do you have to kill me like this?"

"We are the masters on the Qinglong list, do you not give any face at all?"

"Ning Beixuan, I have a backer in the Central Continent. If you kill me, you will not feel good!"

"One million Qinglong Crystals! Buy me for a life! If it doesn't work, I'll give you three top-quality magic weapons!"

Several embarrassed figures seemed to have exhausted and stopped above the Zhulu Holy Land.

Yun Qingchi, the lord of the Zhulu Holy Land, seemed to hear the movement, break out of the air and land next to Lan Chensong. At this moment, they and others, including tens of thousands of monks in the Zhulu Holy Land, all looked up at the sky in amazement.

At the same time, Mi Qiuchan, Wu Wei, and the genius children of various major sects all saw this terrifying scene today because they came to Zhulu Holy Land to pay tribute.

I saw Ning Qi holding a bloody pillar in his hand, with thousands of fresh human heads hanging from it, and standing opposite him were seven masters who emitted the aura of half-step Great Perfection of Dharma Realm.

It's Ning Beixuan!

Everyone took a breath of cold air in their hearts, and a look of horror appeared on their faces. When they saw the thousands of heads on the pillars, even Yun Qingchi couldn't help but tremble. With just one glance, they saw several acquaintances on it!

No one noticed that after Lan Die saw Ning Qi, a stream of water flowed out from her ankles.
Chapter completed!