Chapter: 1101

Everyone in the apocalypse expects that Ning Qi is making up random things.

They didn't believe that Ning Qi could know the answers to these nine questions.

"He can't say it! Haha!"

Huang Haoran looked at Ning Qi mockingly, with an excited smile on his face.

"In the Dragon Continent, the strongest is... the ancient Tianlong."

Ning Qi said lightly.

Ancient Heavenly Dragon?

What kind of dragon is this?

Everyone has never heard of the ancient Tianlong.

Everyone looked at the middle-aged man expectantly, hoping that he would tell Ning Qi that his answer was wrong.

Unfortunately……

The eyes of the middle-aged man showed surprise: "The answer is correct!"

"What! Got it right again? How is it possible!"

Wolf Ying couldn't help blurting out.

"How could he know these questions? As children of the Nine Great Families, we have never heard of an ancient heavenly dragon!" Chu Xian and the others looked shocked.

"Where is the Dragon Continent? Why does this devil know who the strongest person in the Dragon Continent is?"

Tian Qi looked at Ning Qi in shock and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, a terrible idea welled up in his heart.

"He came from the Outer Heaven Demon Realm. Could it be that the Outer Heaven Demon Realm is the Dragon Land?"

This thought made Tian Qi's heart feel as if it had been hit hard by a hammer.

Next, the middle-aged man asked the remaining seven questions, and Ning Qi answered them all correctly. When Ning Qi answered the ninth question correctly, even the middle-aged man was shocked.

"This kid, how do you know these questions?"

In fact, he didn't even want to use these nine questions to screen out who could accept his inheritance, but wanted to see how everyone reacted to these questions, so that he could initially judge everyone's xinxing.

After all, the answers to these questions were handed down by the first Hall Master of the Temple of War God. If he didn't know the answers in advance, even he wouldn't be able to answer them!

Tian Qi and the others' faces became very ugly, and they were still unwilling to believe that the inheritance of the Temple of War would fall into Ning Qi's hands. Among so many people, Li Mengqi was probably the only one who was lost, and she was happy for Ning Qi in her heart.

"Why is it him!"

Yu Wenshang looked at Ning Qi coldly, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

"You, come with me."

Before Ning Qi could answer, the middle-aged man grabbed his arm and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

"How do we get out?"