Chapter: 3841

"good."

The most belligerent senior brother Zhanzong also nodded.

The rest of the people obviously didn't want to take the risk of breaking the realm of fortune to stand out for Qiuai.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. If the other party made a move, he could kill them and turn them into points of good luck.

Seeing their attitude, Qiu Ai's eyes were filled with anger. The realm of good fortune that had been condensed for many years was broken, which was equivalent to losing at least tens of thousands of years of cultivation. For him, the loss was too great to accept.

"No matter who you are, no matter who your backer is, Huanxi Demon Venerable will avenge me! You escaped to the Nine Great Desolate Territories, and the three great impasses are useless. The monks in our sect will come to find you in a steady stream. You, as long as you dare to take half a step, then wait for Lord Mozun to kill you with his own hands!"

Qiu Ai looked at Ning Qi with resentment, and said coldly.

After saying this, he immediately felt relieved, and the anger in his eyes dissipated a little. Thinking of the pursuit that Ning Qi would face in the future, Qiu Ai couldn't help laughing up to the sky, and the laughter was full of sarcasm .

"There is one thing that you may not know. I heard that Huanxi Mozun had his legs cut off. In that level of battle, the broken legs have already been recuperating for a while, right?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Everyone was startled, and Qiu Ai's eyes showed a hint of disbelief, "You..."

A sword light flashed, and when everyone reacted, they found that Qiu Ai beside him had turned into minced meat.

"Besides, since there will be a steady stream of monks coming to me, what am I going to do with your life?"

The corner of Ning Qi's mouth twitched a hint of sarcasm, and when everyone was shocked that Qiu Ai died, he swung a few more knives, and the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect next to Qiu Ai immediately stepped into Qiu Ai's footsteps.

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

"Ding! Congratulations to the host..."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a chance to draw a big world carousel!"

"Hey, it's been a long time since I drew a lottery."

Ning Qi was slightly startled, with a smile on his face, he gestured to Bu Shaofeng and his siblings, and turned to leave. Everyone stared blankly at Ning Qi's back, only to find that Ning Qi stopped suddenly.

Tu Kong shuddered in fright, thinking that Ning Qi was going to make trouble for him.

"Are you sure you don't want to take revenge on this person?"

Ning Qi looked at them with shining eyes.

"..."

"All right."

Ning Qi laughed, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight with Bu Shaofeng and his brother and sister.

"Phew~" Tu Kong let out a long breath, feeling very fortunate in his heart, this place is already a place of right and wrong, who knows if the monks of the seven sects will take it out on them? So Tu Kong immediately winked at the two girls, and the three left the place quickly.

"Amitabha, who is this guy?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and then the old monk leading the team from Jiusha Ancient Temple took the lead in calling out the Buddha's name and asking, the shock could not be concealed in his words.

"I don't know. I've never seen this person before. His appearance is ordinary, and he may rarely be active in the territory of the Three Hundred Immortals."

The senior brother of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sect frowned.