Chapter: 3117

A hundred feet away from them, Ning Qi was holding a huge pillar with one hand, looking at them indifferently.

"Bei, Patriarch Beixuan?"

The monk trembled in fright.

"Old Ancestor Beixuan, hehe, that sounds really nice."

Ning Qi smiled mockingly.

"Old Ancestor Beixuan, the few people I waited for were deceived by others, and that's why we did such a wrong thing. However, our cultivation base is so low that we can't hurt Ancestor Beixuan at all. Please also ask Ancestor Beixuan to look at the few people I waited for. For the sake of Xuanzhen Immortal Realm cultivators, spare our lives, and we will have no complaints or regrets!"

An older monk kowtowed to Ning Qikong.

Seeing this, the rest of the monks bowed down one after another. They had a little luck in their hearts, hoping that Ning Qi would not remember what they had done with these little shrimps.

It's a pity that in the past hundred years, although Ning Qi has not opened his eyes, he has become very familiar with every monk. He basically knows who has scolded him a few words or hit him a few times.

"Your name is Pu Lingdong, and you beat me three hundred and sixty-seven times with Falun Gong."

"Your name is Zhou Yanhong. You beat me five hundred and thirty-six times, scolded me eighteen times, and mocked me five times."

"Your name……"

The few people stared at Ning Qi in astonishment, as if they were counting treasures, not only directly told their names and origins, but also counted the number of times they had shot in the past hundred years, a trace of cold sweat broke out from everyone's foreheads come out.

As if they knew that they would die today, they looked at each other, and fled in all directions in a very tacit understanding. They were betting that Ning Qi would not be able to kill them with one move. As long as one or two escaped, it would be a good deal , These few people have already planned in their hearts. If they escape today, no matter what method they use, they must leave Qinglong Continent immediately to avoid the limelight.

Ning Qi sneered, and using his hands as knives, he slashed a few times. The monks immediately lost their balance and flew forward. In the process, their heads were separated from their necks, and they killed them with their hands. The underworld monks who suddenly appeared and wanted to take away their souls, Ning Qi hung the heads of these people on the huge pillar in his hand.

………

Qinglong Continent is in chaos.

Whether it's a monk in the immortal state or a monk in the alchemy state, even mortals can occasionally see a terrifying figure chasing and killing those monks who were once aloof in the state of law, and that figure is holding a pillar in his hand. Hundreds of heads have been hung.

Ning Qi went all the way from Qingming Wonderland to Middle Earth Wonderland, Baxia Wonderland, and Chunyang Wonderland. In just half a year, he harvested hundreds of fresh lives.

Among them, Middle-Earth Fairyland suffered the least loss, including Dragon City and other cave lords, who never attacked Ning Qi. Ning Qi was a little confused, but he didn't think about it. .

The biggest loss was in the Pure Yang Immortal Realm. Except for the Nine Servants of Pure Yang, Ning Qi had found out the hundreds of Faxiang Realm cultivators who had taken action one by one, beheaded them all, and hung their heads on the pillars.

The hardest one to kill can be said to be the sick son of Qingming Wonderland. He was one of the first group of monks to escape. He did not hide in Qingming Wonderland, but wanted to sneak out of Qinglong Continent. When he was in the mainland, he was captured by Ning Qi and tortured for three days and three nights before beheading him because he threatened Ning Qi with Xiaoyue'er and the others more than once during those hundred years.

Five years later.

Medieval city.

"It's almost there?"

The Great Sage Chunyang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the Great Sage Xuanzhen.

If he doesn't make a move again, I'm afraid the nine servants of Chunyang will be dug out by Ning Qi, and then beheaded. This time, the loss of Chunyang Wonderland is huge!

"Great Sage Xuanzhen, if we don't show up again, how many monks in the Dharma Aspect Realm will we have left in Qinglong Continent? , why should we keep it? Otherwise, what will we compete with the other three major continents in the future?"

Great Sage Aolong said coldly.

The Great Sage Xuanzhen slowly opened his eyes, and said calmly: "Where is this son now?"