Chapter: 2976

"Someone robbed you of two ghost weapons? Who is this person?"

Nine Generations of Tanlang's expression suddenly turned cold.

"He is a monk from Chunyang Wonderland."

Cang Yue said.

"It's really bold. The monks from the Pure Sun Wonderland dare to attack the monks from the Greedy Wolf Sect on my territory? Everyone, put aside the matter just now and send all the people to find this person for me."

Jiudai Tanlang said coldly.

Ruins of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

It only took Ning Qi three or four days to transform all 3,000 middle-grade magical artifacts into dark artifacts. Even the dark energy here has weakened a lot. It is estimated that if there are another 30,000 middle-grade artifacts Magical implements, it is very likely that this channel will be absorbed until it is closed.

During the transformation of the magic weapon, several monks did not open their eyes, stepped forward to disturb Ning Qi, and were beheaded by Ning Qi one by one. There were more than a dozen corpses lying nearby. Other monks saw this scene, although they did not know what Ning Qi was doing. , but did not dare to bother him.

"He is indeed here!"

Wenren Cang Yue's surprised voice sounded.

Ning Qi looked up and frowned slightly, only to see a large group of people around Cang Yue, all of whom were strong immortals.

"Bold lunatic, dare to snatch the belongings of my Greedy Wolf Sect monk?"

Wenren Cangyue stood beside an old man with white beard and hair. He looked at Ning Qi coldly with an angry look on his face, exuding the aura of the late stage of immortality.

In addition to him, there are three late-stage immortals in this group of immortal monks.

"Boy, if you snatched my ghost weapon and still haven't left this place, do you really think that there is no one in my Greedy Wolf Sect?"

Wenren Cangyue looked at Ning Qi with a sneer.

"A monk from the Greedy Wolf Sect?"

"So many Greedy Wolf Sect monks have come together, this son is in trouble today."

"Both sides are not good birds, we just watch the show."

Seeing this scene, those casual cultivators in the ruins of the Han and Tang Dynasties couldn't help but gloat on their faces, and stood watching the play from a distance.

"You really think you can suppress me with a group of immortal monks?"

Ning Qi looked at Wenren Cangyue indifferently.

Wenren Cang Yue's complexion changed slightly, thinking of the terrifying aura that emanated from Ning Qi that day, just a second thought, she can be sure that Ning Qi is only an immortal monk, today there are more than a dozen immortals on her side, including The four are late-stage immortal monks, and they will surely be able to easily suppress Ning Qi.

Thinking of this, Wenren Cang Yue showed a smug smile on her face: "What a big tone, I hope you don't beg me for mercy when the time comes, because... I won't let you go today."

After a pause, she looked at the old man with white beard and hair beside her: "Elder Ying, please suppress this son."

Elder Ying smiled slightly, and said, "No problem, Fairy Cang Yue, please rest assured."

Even though his cultivation level is one level higher than Wenren Cangyue's, the relationship between Wenren Cangyue and the Nine Generations of Tanlang is very ambiguous, as long as he is an immortal monk in the sect, he will fawn on Wenren Cangyue.

"Old Ancestor, wait!"

A voice came out suddenly, and then Elder Ying was surrounded by a young man. He glanced at Ning Qi in surprise, and lowered his head to say something to the crowd.