When the monks who knew Ning Qi's identity suddenly became extremely strange when they heard the scolding of the creator of the seven-tribulation, they looked at the creator of the seven-tribulation with a pity.

"It turned out to be Huo Qingyang, a Baili Divine Fist. I heard that he was crazy earlier. Sometimes he didn't even take the Creator of the Eight Tribulations seriously. Sure enough, he was really crazy."

"This time he's going to hit the iron plate, let Senior Ning get out, haha, he's so proud."

They gloatly looked at the Creator of the Seven Calamities.

But more monks looked at Huo Qingyang and looked at Ning Qi and the others with disdainful eyes. Someone said sarcastically: "Just five or six creators, um, there are many creators of one creators, two creators, and even monks of Dharma Realm. Where did this beggar come from? I really think that after the gamble war is over, everyone can come here to receive the transmission of the desperate divine stone?"

When the villagers of Yunqi Village heard this, a hint of anger appeared on their faces, but Wang Lin and his wife were very calm, with a hint of ridicule in their eyes, looking at the monks in front of them.

"The ten breaths are coming soon. If you don't get out, don't blame my fists for being ruthless!"

Huo Qingyang said coldly.

"Senior Huo, don't be polite to them. When the Desperate Divine Stone appeared, no one died? These guys were blind and dazed and came up. They deserved to die. If Senior Huo was too lazy to take action, they could do it for him!"

A handsome young monk from Fengshen said with a smile.

"Okay, go and kill them all."

Huo Qingyang nodded faintly.

The young monk was slightly stunned, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. Although he was the creator of the Six Tribulations, the other party also had the creator of the Six Tribulations. Huo Qingyang asked him to take action, obviously trying to use the other party's hand to get rid of himself, so that another quota would be released. Thinking of this, the young monk sneered and snapped his fingers gently. Several creators of the Six Tribulations stood up. The young monk smiled at them and said, "My brothers, let's go together?"

"good."

The creators of the Six Tribulations nodded with a smile, and then the few people let out a long roar and came to Ning Qi's side through the air.

A cold light flashed in Ning Zi's eyes, and her body moved slightly and disappeared from the spot. When she appeared again, it was already above the young monks.

"So fast?"

The young monks showed a look of shock in their eyes. Before they could react, Ning Zi's wings slowly opened, like a blade, swept past the young monks. With a slight sound, the monks on the bronze platform saw the young monks who were sure to win, turning into a pool of rotten meat and falling to the ground.

Snap instantly!

The same Creator of the Six Tribulations, how many of them joined forces were killed instantly?

The look they looked at Ning Zi with a hint of horror.

"It's interesting, no wonder you dare to come here. You are indeed qualified to receive the transmission of the Desperate Divine Stone here, but others still have to get out, otherwise I will do it myself and suppress you."

Huo Qingyang looked at Ning Zi and smiled, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. Ning Zi's appearance was excellent and had such combat power, which made him feel a little moved.

At this moment, dozens of figures broke through the air and appeared on the bronze platform. When Huo Qingyang and others saw the group of people, their expressions changed suddenly.

Huo Qingyang, who was originally crazy, came forward with other monks and bowed, "We have seen Senior Feng..."

Feng Qingxue, who ranks second in the combat power list!

As well as several other top 50 combat power lists, they stayed in the desperate situation of death for many years. Huo Qingyang and others had seen each other before, so they naturally recognized it at a glance.

"Um."

Feng Qingxue nodded faintly, and when his eyes swept towards Ning Qi, his brows frowned slightly. An existence in the top 50 combat power list behind him looked at Ning Qi and couldn't help but speak, "Hundreds of people? There are also monks in the Dharma Realm Realm? When will the transmission of the Desperate Divine Stone be so valuable?"

"Sir, we are about to drive them away."

Huo Qingyang hurriedly said.

"In addition to them, you are also here, more than a thousand creators? What a joke, get out of here if you have low cultivation!"

Another existence in the top 50 combat power list shouted coldly.

After hearing this, those monks who were lucky enough to see a hint of laughter on their faces, preparing to leave on their own, so as not to take action, and their lives may not be saved by then.

"Well? Shaka Wunian and the others are here too."

Feng Qing's bloody eyes suddenly condensed, and he looked into the distance. He saw six figures galloping towards him and landing on the bronze platform. It was Grandma Long and Saga Wunian and others.

"Grandma Long, why didn't you see Brother Han and the others?"

Feng Qingxue smiled.

The top 50-year-old existences behind him had a sneer on Grandma Long and others when they saw him. They were all casual cultivators, more or less, had some hatred with the seven major sects, otherwise they would not have formed a small group with Feng Qingxue as the leader.

"They are unlucky and die in a desperate battlefield."

Grandma Long said lightly.

"That's a pity. Even the Lei Emperor and the others died this time? I wonder what accident happened in this big bet battle?"

Feng Qingxue smiled faintly, although it was a pity in his mouth, the monks around him clearly felt that Feng Qingxue was gloating.

"Haha, we don't know much."

Grandma Long smiled.

"Hey, are you deaf and not getting out? Do you have to suppress me with your own hands?"

At this time, a top fifty-ten combat power list behind Feng Qingxue found that Ning Qi and others had not left the bronze platform by themselves, and a hint of impatient expression appeared on their faces and scolded him.

When Grandma Long and the others saw this scene, their faces suddenly became extremely strange.

"Young Master Ning, we brought three people this time, so the seats should be enough?"

Grandma Long looked at Ning Qi and said with a smile.

"I have a total of 485 people here, plus you six, which is indeed enough. I thought you would have at least a dozen people coming."

Ning Qi nodded with a smile.

When the monks on the bronze platform saw this scene, their faces suddenly showed a look of surprise and doubt. They looked at Ning Qi and Grandma Long, and the scene was a little quiet for a moment.

"Young Master Ning? The surname is Ning?"

Could it be...
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