Chapter: 3745

The corners of Ziyue Yanjun's mouth rose slightly, and in his crescent-like pupils, there was a mockery like a cat playing with a mouse. This is completely different from the feeling he gave Ning Qi before. Xiao Liu said that there was a demonic spirit from the fairy clan back then. The body was transformed into a demon, and as a result, he lost his sanity. The current state of Ziyue Yanjun is somewhat similar to this.

"Then are you going to kill me?"

Ning Qi laughed.

"I was going to kill you, but now... I won't let

You died so quickly, you forced me to use forbidden techniques, and you still want to die quickly? How is that possible? "

Ziyue Yanjun let out an evil laugh, swung his right hand high, and punched Ning Qi like a bow stretched tight.

puff!

An arm fell to the ground.

Another blade light flashed, and the other arm also fell to the ground. The two arms covered with black lines on the ground seemed to be alive, wriggling strangely.

Ning Qi looked at Ziyue Yanjun who was stunned, as if he felt strange about the situation in front of him, and said with a smile: "Well, I admit that your physical strength is a little bit stronger than mine, but we didn't seem to have said it at the beginning. Can you use your fists? After fighting with you for so long, these two arms can be regarded as interest. Next, I will take away the principal."

The dull Ziyue Yanjun finally came to his senses, let out a roar, and the severed hands grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the result...

Puff!

There are two more arms on the ground.

The smile on Ning Qi's face was a bit innocent, "I'm sorry, I cut off your two arms again."

"You! Damn! Die!"

Ziyue Yanjun roared at Ning Qi, the black lines on his face protruded from the skin like veins, looking extremely terrifying.

puff!

His head fell from his neck to the ground and rolled to Ning Qi's feet. Until then, the black lines on his body gradually faded, and the pupils of his eyes returned to normal. Ziyue Yanjun blinked, and then smiled wryly Looking at Ning Qi: "How can your physical body be so powerful? Just now, even the Creator of the Eight Tribulations was smashed to death by me. Why didn't you die?"

"I will not tell you."

Ning Qi laughed.

"Cangji Yuanzun will avenge me..."

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Ziyueyanjun's eyes. Ning Qi waved his hand lightly, and Ziyueyanjun's head was instantly torn apart, and the surrounding scene was constantly collapsing. Naturally, the condensed field of good fortune could no longer support it. If Lord Ziyueyan could retain a trace of his soul, he might be able to keep a small piece of land, just like the Dragon Devouring Pill Emperor back then.

It's a pity that when his soul escaped from his body, it was crushed by Ning Qi. There is no Ziyue Yanjun in this world, and he died completely.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Creator of the Six Tribulations and gaining fifty good fortune points!"

The system prompt sounds.

"Isn't it the Creator of the Seven Tribulations?"

Ning Qi was slightly taken aback.

"This person performed a forbidden technique, and his cultivation base fell for a catastrophe."

"Good for you."

Ning Qi couldn't help cursing inwardly, and then, Ziyue Yanjun's realm of good fortune completely collapsed, and he appeared again in Xuehefang City.