Chapter: 2015

Every time the God of War body advances to a higher level, Ning Qi's defense will double. Now, he is already a true sixth-level God of War body. Four years is enough for Ning Qi to upgrade to a true seventh-level God of War body. 80% sure, it will rise to 90%!

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With the passage of time, more and more people rushed to Qingdi Holy Land, just to witness the battle between Mashenji and Ning Qi. , many holy sons have come.

"Where's Ning Beixuan? Why didn't he come out?"

"I heard that he offended Fang Shengwang on the first day he arrived at Qingdi Holy Land with City Lord Su. Now he is probably hiding and dare not show his face."

"It's really disappointing. I still want to see if this son is really superhuman. He actually beat five fighting saints with the realm of Dou Zun, and four of them are the holy sons of Qingdi Holy Land."

"Could this child be the inheritance left over from the ancient holy land? Otherwise, if it's just a casual cultivator, it's impossible to have such combat power."

"I don't know..."

Many people were disappointed that they couldn't see Ning Qi's appearance, but they knew that since the Qing Emperor War Stele was born, Ning Qi would never hide and be a turtle. As soon as the time for the competition came, he had to appear. Therefore, these people gathered in twos and threes in the Holy Land of the Qing Emperor to discuss cultivation issues and what they had learned from various places, while waiting for the time for the competition to arrive.

yard.

Su Aori sneered and said to Xiaoliu: "What happened to your senior brother? Where did you hide?"

His mind swept the entire courtyard, but he didn't find Ning Qi's whereabouts. He suspected that Ning Qi was hiding because he was afraid of fighting with the horse god.

"Are you talking to me?"

Xiao Liu frowned.

"if not?"

Su Aori sneered.

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me? Play while playing."

Xiao Liu rolled his eyes, turned around and left.

Su Aori was furious immediately, he glanced at the sky, a sneer appeared on his face, the time is coming, if Ning Qi doesn't come out, he will be punished by God!

Thinking of this, Su Aori left the yard directly. On this mountain range, there are dense figures everywhere. Su Aori made a little calculation in his mind, including the outer disciples, inner disciples, true disciples, and experts from all sides who came to watch the battle. , It is estimated that there are millions of people!

According to their identities, everyone was divided into groups. For example, a dozen holy kings came this time and were chatting with Su Lingfeng in the void above them. No one else dared to fly higher than them.

Su Aori saw the location of Ma Minrong and other holy sons of the Holy Land of the Qing Emperor at a glance, and flew over with a smile.

"Su Aori, my elder brother is coming soon, where is Ning Beixuan?"

Ma Minrong looked at Su Aori and said coldly.

Because he misjudged Ning Qi's strength before, which made him embarrassing in public, he was still a little dissatisfied with Su Ao Ri in his heart!

Swish, swish, all the holy sons and daughters looked at Su Ao Ri.

Su Aori sneered, cupped his hands towards the crowd and said: "I have already checked, he is not in the yard, this kid is probably absconding in fear!"

Fear of absconding?

There were strange smiles on the faces of the saints and saints. They believed Su Aori's statement, not to mention Ning Qi, if they were facing the horse god, if there was no punishment, they would probably run away.

It's a pity, as soon as the Qing Emperor's Battle Monument came out, do you want to escape? Idiots talk about dreams.