Chapter: 2245

Regarding the changes in his body, Ning Qi can probably guess seven or eight points. He was hit by Wu Guodong before, and even his heart evaporated. It is because of the blood of the fairy race.

However, the fusion of the Bloodline of the World-Exterminating Titan and the Bloodline of the Immortal Clan was beyond Ning Qi's expectations. Could it be said that the bloodline of the Immortal Race is really so much stronger than the bloodline of the Bloodline of the Extinct Titan? I have already exchanged for high-level blood, but I was still judged by the system to be weaker than the blood of the fairy blood, and was absorbed by the blood of the fairy blood.

With his appearance, in the eyes of Lu Yanran and the others, he looked like a fool.

"Hey, can you hear us?"

Lu Feng stretched out his hand impatiently and swept Ning Qi in front of him.

"This guy is not a fool, is he?"

Lu Qing touched his chin.

Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly, and he looked intently at the three people in front of him. These three people have extraordinary cultivation bases. The guy named Lu Qing is the peak fighting emperor, Lu Feng is the nine-star fighting emperor, and Lu Yanran is the eight-star fighting emperor. The group of disciples brought by the old ghost is much stronger.

"You guys fished me out of the river?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Otherwise? Besides the three of us, is there anyone else here? Which sect's disciple are you? Our attack this time is not in vain, at least you want to make sense of it?"

Lu Feng rolled his eyes and said.

"Second senior brother, forget it."

Lu Yanran frowned.

"Second Junior Brother is right. In the Immortal Martial Continent, who would save others for no reason other than our own people? Let's rescue him from the river. How can we say that we have to give us some refining stones to strengthen our souls? ?”

Lu Qing said lightly.

"I've already checked, you don't have anything on you, but it doesn't matter, just ask the sect when you go back, it seems that your cultivation is not weak, it should be the tenth level of Qi refining, right?"

Lu Feng squinted at Ning Qi and said.

"Well, it's the tenth level of Qi Refining, but I don't have a sect."

Ning Qi smiled.

"What? Loose cultivator? This is a big loss!"

Lu Feng's face turned ugly.

After hearing this sentence, Lu Qing was slightly happy, "Brother, you really don't have a sect?"

"Really do not have."

Ning Qi nodded.

"You should be seriously injured in your body. If you meet a disciple of the Demonic Dao, you will probably be trained by the blood sacrifice. Why don't you go to our sect to cultivate for a while."

Lu Qing smiled.

Lu Yanran was surprised, and Lu Feng was even more surprised: "Brother, you!"

"Shh, our Bogu Sect is now in a storm, because the Sect Master was severely injured by the Sect Master of the Canjian Sect, and now the nearby Sects are all eyeing us. If we want the 'divine object' in the Sect, we can have one more Qi Refining Ten Disciples at the lower level can also reduce the pressure."

Lu Qing sent a voice transmission to the two of them.