Chapter: 3822

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Since the dragon-slaying sword could not disperse the black air, Ning Qi directly took out the Executioner Demon Gourd. The fairy air was activated violently, and a black flame very similar to the black air was ejected from it, and the black flame condensed into a roaring demon. His head collided violently with the black air.

boom!

The black air dissipated immediately.

The corner of Ning Qi's mouth raised slightly, evoking a sneer, but then, he seemed to hear a roar from the depths of the Valley of the Dead, and then, hundreds of black air swept towards Ning Qi at a faster speed than before several times.

Ning Qi was slightly stunned. Not only was the speed of the black air faster, but even the breath was countless times more terrifying. If he had been so afraid of the black air before, now he is palpitations!

Ninety thousand miles in an instant!

Ning Qi's figure turned into a stream of light, and he fled towards the Valley of the Dead. He was very sure that the existence behind the black air must be the Creator of the Nine Tribulations!

Manipulating the existence of the black air, it seemed a little surprised that Ning Qi's speed suddenly changed so fast. Immediately, the speed of the black air was several times faster, and he kept chasing after him, but compared to Ning Qi's instantaneous 90,000 miles, the speed of the black air The speed is still a bit weaker.

The monks outside the Dead Man's Valley watched Ning Qi rushing out of the Dead Man's Valley with dumbfounded eyes, and then hundreds of black air slammed into the restriction, shaking the sky and the earth, and everyone could vaguely hear the dead man's valley The roar from within!

"What happened in the Valley of the Dead?"

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the hundreds of streams of black air that seemed to fade away unwillingly, with a look of disbelief in their eyes. Not long ago, the seven monks from the seven sects were turned into zombies by a single stream of black air. There are hundreds of roads in the Valley of the Dead?

"That guy is not easy, he can still run out under such a situation, his agility is absolutely amazing."

Many monks looked at Ning Qi with strange eyes, but Tu Kong and others finally determined that Ning Qi was able to escape from Old Ghost Du probably because of this speed.

"Has this guy angered the corpse king? I planned to wait until the extremely sunny day to go in and obtain the corpse king's token. Nothing will happen now, right?"

"It's okay, this mission is extremely important, so the suzerain sent us here. At the same time, I believe that the suzerain and his old man are also nearby. If there is any change, he will definitely show up. We just need to wait for the time and go in and get the dead king's order." Just take it out, only the creators of the Three Tribulations like us have the opportunity to obtain the corpse king's order without the corpse king noticing it. Great sect, contend with the seven great sects!"

"If we can really become the eighth sect, our Ghost Sect will be proud. Let's see if the Nine Nether Demon Sect dares to bully us!"

"The most important thing right now is to stabilize these monks and prevent them from entering the Valley of the Dead again, so as not to cause accidents, especially that kid."

Wan Long's eyes fell on Ning Qi, but he found that Ning Qi was looking at him, and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that his voice transmission was heard by this guy?

Impossible, even if it is an existence at the level of an immortal king, it is difficult to hear the sound transmission between him and Yu Jian.

Thinking of this, Wan Long showed a smile on his face, nodded to Ning Qi, then walked not far from the entrance of the Valley of the Dead, and looked at everyone.

"Everyone, I'm afraid it's extremely dangerous for such an accident to happen in the Valley of the Dead. We'd better wait here and don't go in blindly, otherwise we'll just die."

Wan Long said loudly, his eyes swept over Ning Qi.

"It makes sense. We still don't understand this incident for the time being. Going in is just adding a few zombies to the Valley of the Dead."

Tu Kong agreed.

Hundreds of monks here heard the words, and they also felt that what Wanlong said was very reasonable. In addition, they didn't plan to enter the Valley of the Dead at this time. The idea of ​​the valley of the dead.

"Ghost Refining Sect... Corpse King Order..."

Ning Qi walked to Bu Shaofeng's brother and sister with a blank expression, and sat down cross-legged.

From the sound transmission between Wan Long and Yu Jian, he can already determine the real destination of the other party, not the impasse of death, but the valley of the dead.

"Obtaining the Corpse King Order, one can become the eighth largest sect. It seems that the Ghost Refining Sect believes that the strength of this Corpse King is at least equivalent to that of the Creator of the Nine Tribulations. Judging from the strength of the black energy just now, this possibility is very high... But is the suzerain of the Ghost Refining Sect really among these monks? If you want to become the eighth largest sect, your cultivation level must be at least above that of the Creator of the Eight Tribulations..."