Chapter: 3001

"Boy, is this your magic weapon?"

Suddenly, a monk looked at Ning Qi and asked in a cold voice.

These three people exuded the atmosphere of the middle stage of the Faxiang Realm. Ning Qi glanced at their sin value, and the lowest one was also higher than the nine generations of greedy wolves.

"Nine Nether Demon Sect?"

Ning Qi glanced at the attributes of the three of them, and found that they were monks of the Nine Nether Demon Sect. Ning Qi had heard of this sect when he was in the Wang family.

It is said that the suzerain of the Nine Nether Demon Sect, the Nine Nether Demon Sect Master, is a well-known creator in the Central Continent. Once, a disciple of the Wang family killed a disciple of the Nine Nether Demon Sect because of a middle-grade magic weapon. The branches were taken to the Central Continent by the Great Sage Xuanzhen to make amends, and none of them survived!

"Huh? Can't you hear me when I ask you?"

The cultivator of the Nine Nether Demon Sect had cold eyes, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Ning Qi in front of him in the blink of an eye. Ning Qi showed a trace of panic on his face just right: "Senior, I was scared just now."

"Say, who does this magic weapon belong to? Where is its owner now?"

"The junior doesn't know either. The junior has already seen its existence when he first came here."

Ning Qi said in fear.

The three of them glanced at Ning Qi's cultivation base, and after confirming that he was just a mere late-stage immortal cultivator, they didn't take it seriously, and didn't think that this "magic weapon" that even the three of them could not judge would harm Ning Qi. odd relationship.

Mozong monks have always been cunning, timid and cautious, and the three exchanged a

He lowered his gaze, then looked at Ning Qi, and shouted: "You, go over there and have a look, and refine this magic weapon for me!"

"Senior, junior's cultivation base is low..."

The horror in Ning Qi's eyes grew stronger.

"Not going yet? Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now?"

"Okay, I'll go."

Ning Qi gritted his teeth and flew directly towards the A-level war fortress. When he flew over the fortress, dozens of blue beams of light instantly projected on Ning Qi.

"There is indeed a problem!"

The three Demon Sect cultivators showed a trace of fear on their faces, and stared at Ning Qi, wanting to see what would happen next.

"Drip, identity confirmation."

A cold female voice sounded in Ning Qi's ear.

Afterwards, the blue light disappeared in an instant, and the hatch below slowly opened. Ning Qi smiled at the three Demon Sect monks and flew into the hatch.

The three monks froze for a moment.

"Is this child bewitched?"

"This magic weapon is very evil, let's see what's going on."

The eyes of the three showed doubts and uncertainties. After all, Ning Qi was still terrified just now, but now he smiled at them. There is only one explanation, that is, he was charmed by this magic weapon, and it is absolutely related to the dozens of blue lights just now.

Inside the Class A War Fortress.

As soon as Ning Qi entered, he saw countless robots made of alloy, only half his height, walking around. At the same time, a light blue beam of light was projected in front of Ning Qi, turning into a man in blue tights. A woman with blond hair and blue eyes, with a curvy figure.