Chapter: 3982

Maybe he understood something from Ning Qi's gaze, Han Jian said again: "The Thunder Emperor who ranks first in the Thunder's Desperate Realm Fighting Power Ranking is the direct disciple of Moshi Yuanzun. He is the Creator of the Eight Tribulations. Once in a big gambling battle, he beat us all and fled... In addition, the "Zangxian Daoist" who is in the desperate situation of Daozang is also no small matter, he is the direct blood of the Heavenly Gu Yuanzun , possessing ghostly and unpredictable Gu skills, and being able to draw with Lei Huang, as long as these two people are there, it is enough to suppress the desperate situation of death. I am waiting for this arrangement, but I just want to get a chance between them. Get the first, just want to get the second..."

"Lei Huang, Daoist Hidden Immortal, the one who ranks first in the battle power list of the desperate situation of death, isn't the opponent of the two of them?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Brother Ning, you are talking about Shengzi Yan. Although there are rumors that he was cultivated by Immortal Emperor Daoyan, his aptitude is against the sky, and his practice has only been practiced for thousands of years, but this is just a rumor. I don't know much about the specific situation. , Shengzi Yan once fought against Emperor Lei, and he was defeated after less than a hundred moves. If Emperor Lei was not intimidated by his background, Shengzi Yan might have died in that gamble battle..."

Hanjian Road.

"Only practiced for thousands of years? If this is true, I happened to be on Earth when this person practiced."

Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly.

As long as he has a relationship with Immortal Emperor Daoyan, he is very concerned. If there is a chance in this gamble and battle, he will have to meet this Son of Yan.

I almost understood what I should understand, and Ning Qi continued to repeat the old saying: "Does anyone know the whereabouts of the devil?"

His eyes swept over everyone, and finally, Ning Qi's eyes fell on Grandma Long, "Grandma Long, you should know the whereabouts of the devil, right?"

"Yes, I do know the whereabouts of this man."

Grandma Long admitted frankly.

Ning Qi looked at her with a smile.

"An eighth-rank elixir, I'll tell you his whereabouts, it's a fair deal, Tongsao is not deceiving."

Grandma Long continued.

"Grandma Long, you..."

Everyone's eyes fell on Grandma Long, feeling a little dissatisfied in their hearts, knowing that this guy in front of him is not easy to mess with, so they insisted on getting together to give her a chance to explode?

"make a deal."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

The faces of the people were a little strange, and they didn't expect Ning Qi to agree so decisively. They saw that Ning Qi picked out an eighth-rank pill from the "spiritual damage fee" and handed it to Grandma Long, and Grandma Long's lips moved slightly, it should be Tell Ning Qi the whereabouts of the devil, and then Ning Qi got up and left.

"Grandma Long, how can you be sure that he won't fight us directly, but give you an eighth-level pill?"

Sakyamuni looked at Grandma Long coldly.

Grandma Long sneered, put away the eighth-rank pill with her hands over her hands, then cast him a disdainful glance, and then said lightly: "Although I am not very familiar with this son, I find that this son is a man who obeys the rules. Don't mess with him, he won't mess with you, from the clues that Hanjian discovered before, I can draw this judgment. From the beginning to the end, I was extremely rude with my words, but I didn't humiliate him, I didn't insult him, Did you see him attack me?"

"I see!"

There was a flash of surprise in everyone's eyes.

"Amitabha."

Shakya Wunian took a deep look at Grandma Long, got up and left, this old woman is much deeper than he thought, the words that seemed provocative before, turned out to be quietly testing the other party's temper...

"That's right, if this son didn't obey the rules, he might have attacked us before. Do you think his combat power is comparable to that of Yan Shengzi..."

Han Jian looked at the crowd.

"Maybe the same, maybe stronger, but don't forget one thing, he is just the Creator of the Five Tribulations, the Son of Yan is already the same as you and me, the Creator of the Eight Tribulations, is it true that he has only practiced for thousands of years? It's not certain, it may be older than you and me, but I can be sure that if he breaks through to the Creator of the Eight Tribulations, his combat power... will be so powerful!"