Chapter: 3735

A hint of excitement flashed in Lei Wenjuan's eyes.

"Him? He can't protect himself now..."

Lei Wenjuan and the two senior brothers shook their heads, thinking that their junior sisters were just wishful thinking.

"Not necessarily! It's dead anyway, let's take a gamble!"

Lei Wenjuan didn't know why, but she always felt that the corners of Ning Qi's mouth raised from time to time gave her an unprecedented confidence, as if no matter what happened, this smile would always exist.

"Junior Sister! Alas!"

The two looked at each other, seeing a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes.

"twenty five……"

"Twenty-six……"

Ning Qi looked at Ziyue Donghua with a half-smile, and as the time of thirty breaths approached, Ziyue Donghua's back was sweating profusely.

Zhu Suan, who was stepped on by Ning Qi, also felt a little restless. If someone squatted down to look at him, they would find that the panic in Zhu Suan's eyes was almost condensed into reality!

"Twenty-nine……"

"Your Mightiness……"

Ziyue Donghua opened his mouth with difficulty. Just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly froze. Not only him, but also the monks in Xuehefang City felt a strong coercion from above their heads, and everyone raised their heads one after another. Looking around, I saw twenty or so figures standing in the sky at some time, and these people seemed to be looking down at them indifferently.

"Old Ancestor!"

Ziyue Donghua breathed a sigh of relief, half kneeling and saluting excitedly.

Hurrah, the monks of the law enforcement team also knelt down one after another, with ecstasy on their faces. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, the backer of their Fangzhu finally arrived!

"Hoo~"

Zhu Suan let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, his stiff body immediately relaxed, and his life was finally saved.

"coming……"

"Are they the ancestors of Ziyue Donghua?"

"Hey, the master of the Tongshan sect seems to be among them!"

"The aura of these people seems to be the Creator. It seems that there will be a big battle in Xuehefang City today..."

The monks in Xuehefang City looked at these twenty figures one after another, with different thoughts, some excited, some scared, and some worried.

"Ziyue Yanjun, you came in time. If you take another step at night, you, a junior from the Ziyue family, might die in my hands."

Ning Qi looked at Ziyue Yanjun with a faint smile, and said.

"Is this person a brain-eating evil cultivator?"

A trace of suspicion flashed in Chen Zhong's eyes. Looking at Ning Qi's appearance, it seems that he has nothing to do with evil cultivators? However, Xiexiu was good at disguising, so he was not sure. At the same time, he felt that this person knew Ziyue Yanjun, which seemed a little unusual?

True Immortal Xuehe looked at Ning Qi curiously. He was such a young Creator of the Second Tribulation. During this period of time, his reputation in Daoyan Immortal City was greater than that of some old immortal kings. The record of beheading four immortal kings was very eye-catching.

"You evil cultivator, you never change your murderous nature. Cangji Yuanzun already knows what you did in the Blood River Immortal Dynasty. Brain-eating cultivation practice. Today, I specially sent me to suppress you."