Chapter: 3738

Click...

There was a crisp sound.

Chen Zhong's face changed slightly, and everyone saw a crack suddenly appeared on the hedgehog ball, and this crack slowly expanded like a spider's web.

boom!

With a loud noise, Bai Xue's condensed sharp blade immediately rolled back towards Chen Zhong. A trace of shock flashed in Chen Zhong's eyes, and he quickly pulled away to hide.

"He seems to be fine..."

The red-robed monks brought by Ziyue Yanjun, the Tianjiao of the Huanxi Demon Sect brought by Chen Zhong, and the monks in Xuehefang City all looked at Ning Qi with shocked and unbelievable eyes at this moment. Under the circumstances, Ning Qi was unscathed? If it wasn't for the fact that Zhu Suan on his feet had been pierced with dense wounds by many sharp knives, everyone even wondered if Chen Zhong had just shown mercy.

"No, don't kill me, spare my life..."

Zhu Suan coughed up blood and begged for mercy. The wounds on his body were covered with Chen Zhong's power of creation and could not heal at all. The blood flowed on the white snow, which was shocking.

If Ning Qi hadn't deliberately protected his vitals, Zhu Suan would have died at this moment.

"You are dying, let me give you a ride."

Ning Qi smiled lightly, smashed Zhu Suan's head with his foot, and the system's notification sounded immediately, and his fortune point reached 780 points.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators of the law enforcement team felt as if their hearts had been severely squeezed. Their immediate boss, the majestic Creator, had his head smashed like this? There was a cold feeling in their hearts...

"One Creator of the Seventh Tribulation, two Creators of the Sixth Tribulation, and these little cats and fishes, after all, they are worth two hundred and twenty creation points. Today, you are not here to suppress me, but to give me experience. ,Ha ha."

Ning Qi looked at Ziyue Yanjun and Chen Zhong, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"What nonsense is this person talking about?"

The crowd didn't quite understand, most of their attention was focused on Zhu Suan, a Creator of One Calamity, who died in such an embarrassing manner, without using any means until his death, which made those who had not yet broken through The monks in the Faxiang Realm and the Immortal Realm in the Realm of Creation feel their own insignificance.

"Elder Chen Zhong, why don't you let me come?"

Zi Yueyan raised his eyebrows.

"No need!"

Chen Zhong looked at him coldly

Looking at Ning Qi, the snowflakes in the sky suddenly increased several times. When he was about to repeat the same trick, Ning Qi suddenly slapped him with a palm.

Nine flames clapped palms!

Nine kinds of fairy flames instantly dispelled the chill around, and the white snow on the ground melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. The nine kinds of fairy flames condensed into a huge flame handprint, covering Chen Zhong in it, and as long as the snowflakes in the air approached this handprint, It turned into snow and dripped by itself.

"What palm technique is this?"

A look of astonishment flashed in Chen Zhong's eyes, the snowflakes around him spun crazily and gathered in front of him, forming a snow shield.

The snow shield was layered on top of each other, and there were nine layers. After the Jiuyan Daluo Palm broke through eight layers in a row, it seemed that its strength had been exhausted. The corners of Chen Zhong's mouth rose slightly, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's interesting, but such an offensive is still impossible to hurt..."

puff!

The last layer of snow shield shattered upon hearing the sound, and Chen Zhong watched in horror as a huge stick fell on his head.