Just when they thought the matter was over, a look of astonishment flashed in their eyes, because Ning Qi appeared in front of Li Chengtian again and slapped him on the head.

The majestic Creator of the Three Tribulations, the Tianjiao of the Huanxi Demon Sect, his brain exploded in an instant, and his lifeless corpse, like a kite with a broken string, lost its balance and fell heavily on the ground.

"Dead, dead..."