Chapter: 3400

As a result, a few people didn't escape very far, they felt the wind in the back of their heads, and turned their heads in horror, only to see Ning Qi, using the monks of the mountain beast tribe as weapons, and smashed towards them heavily.

"ah!"

With a scream, several creators were smashed to death by Ning Qi on the spot!

Seeing this scene, the rest of the foreign monks were even more terrified, speeding up crazily and sweating profusely, but their speed was far behind Ning Qi's.

Wu Dong watched Ning Qi shoot everywhere like a bolt of lightning. Everywhere he went, several monks from other races were smashed to death. He was dazzled by the sight.

"This speed, this power... What is the origin of this Ning Tongguan, and the mad dragon Danzun still wants to attack him? Isn't this courting death?"

Wu Dong muttered to himself.

Not long after, Ning Qi had killed all the dozens of alien races present at that time, and it took only a cup of tea. When he returned to Wu Dong again, Wu Dong saw the two mountain beast monks, Bruised and full of bruises, Ning Qi held her in a state of unsteady anger.

"Are you convinced?"

Ning Qi pinched the necks of the two and smiled.

"No... take..."

The two looked at Ning Qi fiercely, their eyes full of unyielding color!

"Then fight until you are convinced!"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

Three days passed in a flash.

Wu Dong stood dumbly in the void, looking at the Mountain Beast cultivator whose cultivation base had fallen from the Creator of the Third Tribulation to the Creator of the Second Tribulation, he felt chills down his back, probably with tens of thousands of years of cultivation, just fetching water like this It's gone, if it was him, he would have surrendered long ago, right?

Another three days passed.

The aura of the two mountain beast monks was about to fall into a state of catastrophe, perhaps because they felt that it would be of no benefit to continue to be stubborn, and finally...

"Submit it, let's take it, don't fight!!"

The two begged.

"Are you convinced? It's not time yet, what's the rush?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

Anger suddenly appeared on the faces of the two, "We have already surrendered, what else do you want!"

"Of course... keep fighting!"

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

Half a month later, when the two mountain beast clansmen found out with despair on their faces that their cultivation base had fallen to the realm of catastrophe, and they would be in danger of losing their kung fu at any time, endless regrets arose in their hearts. If you just surrender, you don't have to suffer so much.

Now that it has become like this, even if the opponent doesn't kill them, it will take at least tens of thousands or even a hundred thousand years for them to restore their cultivation...

"Don't, don't fight, if you hit us again, we will lose our kung fu..."

Seeing Ning Qi walking towards them, the two monks from the Mountain Beast Tribe trembled in fright. Wu Dong showed a trace of pity on his face when he saw this scene. Now, like two wild dogs begging for mercy, they begged Ning Qi bitterly.

"I won't beat you anymore, you are not convinced now."