Chapter: 1682

Ning Qi asked.

"As long as the host recognizes the host with a drop of blood, the God of War platform can be opened, and it will have an independent space..."

Independent space?

Ning Qi was stunned.

Afterwards, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face. If his guess was correct, the God of War Terrace would probably appear on a piece of continent like the Forbidden Bone Land!

Otherwise, it cannot be called an independent space!

"Ning Zhenzhuan, you have made a great contribution this time, I believe the suzerain will reward you well."

Deng Tong's voice drew Ning Qi's attention back from the God of War platform.

"Thank you, if Elder Deng hadn't always been willing to believe in me, Yun Qizong wouldn't be able to achieve such a good result this time."

Ning Qi cupped his hands and smiled.

"Where, where."

The more Deng Tong looked at Ning Qi, the more pleasing he was. He had never seen such a polite person. In his heart, Ning Qi had been listed as an existence he could make friends with.

"Then let's go back to the sect first."

Deng Tong glanced at Huang Haitao and smiled at everyone.

In order to prevent Huang Haitao from jumping over the wall in a hurry, he didn't want to stay outside, so he had to send Ning Qi and Niu Dazhuang back to Yunqizong, especially Niu Dazhuang. The emperor, especially after revealing the bloodlines of the suspected ancient demon clan, such a proud man can become a true legend in any sect!

Therefore, he does not allow any mistakes or omissions.

"Elder Deng, I still have some things to do here, so I won't go back for now."

Ning Qi laughed.

"Ah? Is that so..."

A trace of hesitation appeared on Deng Tong's face, and he looked at Niu Dazhuang: "What about him?"

"Da Zhuang, you go back to the clan with Elder Deng first, and I will come to you later."

Ning Qi said.

"Yes, Master."

Although Niu Dazhuang wanted to stay by Ning Qi's side, he obeyed Ning Qi's orders extremely, so he nodded without hesitation.

Next, more than half of the thirty-six top sects left, and the remaining ones wanted to see the qualifying matches of the 108 first-rate sects. These first-rate sects were all their affiliated sects.

Ning Qi was naturally not interested in this, and left the arena directly. When he left, he happened to pass by the stands on the side of Xianfengzong. Qin Yao's gaze followed Ning Qi's figure until Ning Qi disappeared in the After she was in her field of vision, she breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Ling Yan and the others.

"not him."

"Well, he's not that big, but he looks like one."

"Huh, luckily it's not him..."

Ling Mu Ling Xiao let out a long breath.