Chapter: 3923

Qiu Zhan glanced at Ning Zi unwillingly, and finally returned to the chariot.

"There are still people!"

After the five monks were shocked, they suddenly found that besides this group of monks, there were many monks, including their familiar faces, and even guys who had feud with them. These monks appeared all over the place as if they appeared at the same time. There are thousands of people in the surrounding mountains!

"We... didn't come too early, they've already ambushed here..."

One person said to himself with an ugly face.

The five finally discovered that they thought they had come early, but in fact, the other monks had been attracted here by the news of the Magic Gourd of Joy. It was just because of certain things that they were deadlocked, and no one acted without authorization. They hid themselves and waited secretly. , almost became the pawn of this group of monks...

"Qiu Zhan, you came so early."

The chariots of the three major demon sects flew nearby, and the aura on several chariots was stronger than that of Qiu Zhan, while the rest were weaker than Qiu Zhan.

A middle-aged monk with a gloomy complexion was wearing a bright red robe. The chariot he was in was a circle larger than Qiu Zhan's, and the dragon aura pulling the chariot was also stronger than Qiu Zhan's.

There are two chariots standing side by side with it, which are the leaders of the Jiuyou Demon Sect and the Heart Demon Sect.

They were looking at Qiu Zhan with half-smiles, but soon they turned their eyes to Ning Zi.

"Master, I happened to be passing by here, and came here when I heard the news."

Qiu Zhan cupped his hands coldly.

"Really? When you heard the news, you didn't send a message to me immediately, so you came here by yourself? Could it be that you wanted to grab credit? Or did you fall in love with the Huanxi Demon Gourd?"

The red-robed monk looked at Qiu Zhan with a sneer.

Qiu Zhan snorted coldly and remained silent.

"Go back and settle accounts with you."

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the red-robed monk, then his eyes fell on Ning Zi, and he said lightly: "Who is Ning Beixuan? Tell him to come out by himself."

A figure slowly walked out of Yunqi Village, followed by three people, one was dressed in white snow, the other was skinny with yellow hair, and the other had a silly face and was extremely fat.

In Yunqi Village, Concubine Hantian and others stood side by side, looking at the scene outside the village lightly, only Zhang Qinghua and Ji Kui's two daughters were a little frightened, because among the monks outside the village, there were four of them who were the Creator of the Seven Tribulations alone. Name, I don't know if there are any hidden ones.

And the origins of these four seven-kalpa creators are not trivial.

Nine Nether Demon Sect, Huanxi Demon Sect, Heart Demon Sect, these three sects are the most bloodthirsty sects among the seven sects in the outside world, they must take revenge, no matter who offends them, they will be hunted down to death.

The breath of thousands of creators mixed together, condensing into a pressure that made people almost out of breath, but when the two girls glanced at the Holy Concubine Hantian, they were a little surprised. Not even the Creator, but at this moment he is extremely calm and composed.

When Ning Zi saw Ning Qi appear, she fell behind him, looking at the four of Qiu Zhan with cold eyes, and only these four monks could make her take a high look. As for the other monks, they were like ants. When fighting, don't care about these ants at all.

"You are Ning Beixuan?"

The red-robed monk of Huanxi Mozong looked at Ning Qi coldly.

"It's me, Your Excellency?"

Ning Qi nodded with a smile.

Seeing Ning Qi's demeanor, many monks felt very puzzled. Why was the other party so... happy when surrounded by so many monks who were like wolves and tigers?

Yes, just happy!