Chapter: 4047

It's just that they have never had the chance to meet Ning Beixuan, who is number one in the battle point list, or they dare not meet Ning Beixuan. After all, this time the matter is very strange. Even Lei Huang and Hidden Immortal are dead. Under the grasp, they must be careful.

………

The second day of the gamble war ended.

Ning Qi led everyone to fly in the direction of the Impassable Sacred Stone. The crowd continued to rise. After breaking through layers of clouds and mist, they found that there was a bronze platform under the Impassable Sacred Stone. It was hundreds of miles long and wide. It was very huge. There are hundreds of thousands of people, and it will not be crowded!

Right now, there are already thousands of creators on this bronze platform. These monks rushed here on the first day when the Impassable Sacred Stone appeared. Many of them saw that Ning Qi brought hundreds of people, and many of them After being a cultivator in the Dharma Aspect Realm, an angry look appeared on his face.

When these monks gambled and fought, they were distributed in every corner of the desperate battlefield, and they had never seen Ning Qi from the beginning to the end.

In addition to them, there was a small group of monks, about seventy or eighty people. When they saw Ning Qi coming, their expressions changed slightly. They counted the number of people Ning Qi brought, and they sighed in their hearts. It seemed that the gift of the Impassable Divine Stone had nothing to do with them.

"The Creator of the Five Tribulations? The Creator of the Six Tribulations? Hmph!"

A Creator of the Seven Tribulations looked at Ning Qi and the others coldly, "Give you ten breaths of time, get out!"

Hearing the scolding of the Creator of the Seven Tribulations, the monks who knew Ning Qi's identity suddenly became extremely strange, and looked at the Creator of the Seven Tribulations with pity.

"It turned out to be Huo Qingyang, the Hundred Miles Divine Fist. I heard earlier that he is crazy. Sometimes he doesn't even pay attention to the Creator of the Eight Tribulations. Sure enough, he is really crazy."

"He's going to hit the iron board this time, let senior Ning go, haha, it's a big face."

They gloated at the Creator of the Seven Tribulations.

But more monks glanced at Huo Qingyang and looked at Ning Qi and the others with a disdainful sneer. Some people said sarcastically: "The creators of five or six calamities, well, there are many creators of the first calamity, and the creators of the second calamity. There are even cultivators in the Dharma Aspect Realm, where did this beggar come from, do you really think that after the gamble war is over, everyone can come here to receive the teachings of the Impassable Divine Stone?"

When the villagers of Yunqi Village heard the words, they showed a trace of anger on their faces, but Wang Lin and his wife were very calm, looking at the monks in front of them with a hint of sarcasm in their eyes.

"The time for ten breaths is coming soon, if you don't get out, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Huo Qingyang said coldly.

"Senior Huo, you don't have to be polite to them. Didn't some people die when the Divine Stone of Desperation appeared? These guys rushed up in a daze, and they deserve to die. If Senior Huo is too lazy to do it, I can do it for you!"

A handsome young monk said with a smile.

"Okay, you go and kill them all."

Huo Qingyang nodded lightly.

The young monk was slightly stunned, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. Although he was the Creator of the Six Tribulations, the opponent also had the Creator of the Six Tribulations. Huo Qingyang asked him to take action, apparently because he wanted to use the opponent's hand to get rid of himself. Another one came out. Thinking of this, the young monk let out a sneer, snapped his fingers lightly, and several Creators of the Six Trials stood up. The young monk smiled at them and said, "Brothers, let's go up together!" Bar?"

"good."

The Creators of the Six Tribulations smiled and nodded, and then they let out a long howl chicly, and they came towards Ning Qi through the air.

A cold light flashed in Ning Zi's eyes, and with a slight movement of his figure, he disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already above those young monks.

"So fast?"

There was a hint of shock in the eyes of those young monks. Before they could react, the wings on Ning Zi's back slowly spread, like a blade, swept across the bodies of those young monks, with a soft pop Suddenly, the monks on the bronze platform saw those young monks who were sure to win, turned into a pool of rotten meat and fell to the ground.

Spike!

It is also the Creator of the Six Tribulations, how many people teamed up and were instantly killed?

They looked at Ning Zi with a look of horror.