Chapter: 3741

A trace of panic flashed in Chen Zhong's eyes, but within a dozen breaths, Ning Qi was about to walk in front of him, and he immediately tried his best, using all the power of creation in his body, to urge the Magic Gourd of Joy in his hand.

"It's a pity, if he can display the true power of the Magic Gourd of Joy, this kid will definitely die."

Ziyue Yanjun looked at this scene coldly, but he became a little interested in the dragon-slaying sword in Ning Qi's hand.

Chen Zhong used all the power of creation in his body to crazily activate the Magic Gourd of Joy, and the magic flames shot out from the gourd as if they were endless. It was as vague as before, and let out a roar that no one could understand.

A hint of shock flashed in Ziyue Yanjun's eyes, "Is this the magic language? Could it be possible that the Huanxi Demon Gourd really lived an ancient demon that had been extinct for tens of thousands of years?"

Greedy color flashed from his eyes.

"Old Ancestor, Huanxi Mozun actually handed over the Huanxi Demon Gourd to Chen Zhong. I'm afraid their purpose of coming out this time is not so simple. What happened here, are we..."

True Immortal Blood River said via voice transmission.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Ziyue Yanjun's eyes. After all, standing behind Chen Zhong was a well-known Creator of the Nine Tribulations in the Central Continent——Huanxi Mozun! Although this kind of existence is not in the eyes of Cangji Yuanzun, it is not an easy person. If you take advantage of the fire today and take away the Huanxi Demon Gourd, unless you are sure that no news will be leaked... Otherwise, Zi Yueyan will face a The wrath of the Nine Tribulations Creator...

"Don't act rashly, look at the situation first."

Ziyue Yanjun said faintly through sound transmission.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

True Immortal Blood River nodded.

"Die!"

There was a hint of madness in Chen Zhong's eyes. He believed that even a Creator of the Seven Tribulations would be turned into ashes under this blow!

A sense of danger rose in Ning Qi's heart. This time, he did not choose to confront the troll transformed by the magic flame, but cast a flash of 90,000 miles, and his figure appeared directly behind Chen Zhong. His speed was too fast Well, for monks like Chen Zhong, his speed is a bug-level existence.

"How can it be……"

The goosebumps on Chen Zhong's neck stood up one after another, and the two Tianjiao of the Huanxi Demon Sect beside him didn't seem to notice that Ning Qi was standing behind them, looking around for Ning Qi who disappeared in place.

"This gourd is not bad. If you destroy one of my spiritual artifacts, just give it back to me."

Ning Qi reached out and grabbed Chen Zhong's neck, smiling.

"Evil?"

Hearing Ning Qi's voice, Tianjiao of the Huanxi Demon Sect turned around in horror and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. The Huanxi Demon Gourd in Chen Zhong's hand gradually lost its luster and turned back to an ordinary blood-colored gourd. Chen Zhong held it tightly in his hands. Hearing Ning Qi's words, Chen Zhong's eyes flashed with horror, and he subconsciously said: "Impossible! You actually planned to use the magic gourd of joy, you are not afraid that the demon king will come to the door in person ?"

Huanxi Demon Venerable dared to hand over the Huanxi Demon Gourd to him, in fact, it was because except for a few existences in the Central Continent, it was impossible for monks who dared to make the idea of ​​the Huanxi Demon Gourd to exist, so Chen Zhong just hesitated for a while. In Ziyueyanjun's face, he took out the Magic Gourd of Joy. In his opinion, if Ziyueyanjun had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to take it, otherwise, he would face the wrath of Demon Lord Huanxi!

But right now, this unknown junior actually has the idea of ​​the magic gourd of joy? If the Magic Gourd of Huanxi was snatched from him today, even if he returned to the sect, he would be punished extremely horribly!

"Don't give it? Then I will take it myself."

Ning Qi smiled slightly, and the celestial spirit rushed out of his palm like a flood, rushing into Chen Zhong's body, Chen Zhong only had time to let out a miserable howl, and his body swelled crazily, and finally exploded with a bang. blood clot

, Ning Qi grabbed the magic gourd of joy from the blood mist in the sky, threw it directly into the space package without looking carefully, and at the same time moved his body and disappeared in place, and the place where he was standing just now , There was a loud noise, and a huge pothole appeared. Ziyue Yanjun held a sword exuding a faint power of creation in his hand, maintaining an attacking posture.

"Mr. Ziyueyan, what kind of a hero is he who makes a sneak attack without saying a word?"

Ning Qi said with a half-smile.

Ziyue Yanjun looked at Ning Qi coldly: "Hand over the magic gourd of joy, this time you offended Cangji Yuanzun, I will go back and speak for you, and let Cangji Yuanzun let you live."