Chapter: 4110

"Yes, you want?"

Ning Qi smiled, took out the Jade Immortal Gourd, put it beside him, and said with a light smile, "If you want it, come and get it yourself, if you can take it, I will give you this Jade Immortal Gourd."

"What Zhuxian Devil Gourd, this is clearly the Huanxi Devil Gourd!"

Wu Chongxian gave a cold shout, and his figure disappeared immediately. When he reappeared, he was already behind Ning Qi, looking down at Ning Qi, with a slight mockery in his eyes.

"Little Demon Lord, come back quickly!"

The elders of the Huanxi Demon Sect shouted quickly, with anxious expressions on their faces.

In a hurry, they have received the news that Zhuge Tao died in Ning Qi's hands. Obviously, Ning Qi's combat power is definitely above the Eight Tribulations, but Wu Chongxian has been retreating before, and they haven't had time to pass the news to him. Tell Wu Chongxian.

When Wu Chongxian heard the shouts of those elders, a coldness flashed in his eyes, he ignored them, but stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Jade Immortal Gourd immediately flew into his hands, Wu Chongxian had a look of joy in his eyes, and took advantage of the opportunity to slap Ning Qi Slapped his head away.

Seeing this, everyone immediately held their breath and focused their attention, watching this scene with a little nervousness. In their eyes, Wu Chongxian, as the well-known little demon king of the Huanxi Demon Sect, has surpassed ordinary immortal kings in strength, and Ning Qi has been in power since the beginning. In the end, there is no reaction, and it is very likely that they will be slapped to death.

However, when Wu Chongxian's palm was an inch away from the back of Ning Qi's head, he stopped, and he looked at the palm grabbing his wrist in disbelief.

"The strength is too small, but the cultivation level is not bad. Among the younger generation, there is still a place, but compared to Lei Huang, Hidden Immortal Daoist, and Yan Shengzi, you are not a star and a half behind. It is no wonder that Huanxi Mozun is not What kind of master is at most third-rate, and it is normal to cultivate a third-rate talent like you."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Lei Huang, Hidden Immortal Daoist, Yan Shengzi? Have you met them?"

A look of horror flashed in Wu Chongxian's eyes. These three people were the goals he wanted to surpass day and night, but when he said it in the mouth of the other party, it seemed so lightly?

The elders of the Huanxi Demon Sect looked anxiously at each other, and Qi Qi shot Ning Qi to suppress them. If Wu Chongxian died in Ning Qi's hands, I am afraid that when the Huanxi Demon Sect returns to the sect, their fate will not be the same as that of Ning Qi. Where to die.

"Not only have I seen them, but I have also sent them to the West Paradise."

The corners of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly, and in front of hundreds of thousands of monks present, he grabbed Wu Chongxian who looked horrified, and directly threw them at the elders of the Huanxi Demon Sect who were flying towards him.

boom!

They were caught off guard and were thrown on their backs by Wu Chongxian, but the damage was not fatal. It was just that the next moment, before they could react, a burst of sword light flashed in the air, and immediately after that, the nearby monks, Huanxi Demon Sect Whether you are a monk or not, as long as you pay attention to this place, you will see a rain of blood in the sky, and countless pieces of flesh, regardless of you and me, will all fall to the ground accompanied by blood.

Spike!

Until his death, Wu Chongxian had no chance to display the Myriad Demon Body that he had just successfully cultivated.

"hiss……"

The monks present stared blankly at the puddle of minced meat on the ground. After realizing it, they all gasped and looked at Ning Qi dumbfounded.

"Ning Beixuan is so strong? Even the little devil was killed?"

"Those five elders are not low in cultivation. At least they are the Creator of the Seven Tribulations. With the little Demon Venerable, there are six Creators of the Seven Tribulations in total. How could it be possible that Ning Beixuan couldn't even stop Ning Beixuan's move?"

"Little Demon Venerable is dead, and the elders are also dead, what's going on..."

The monks of Huanxi Demon Sect didn't want to believe what they saw with their own eyes, they all rubbed their eyes, and then fell into a burst of fear.

Huanxi Demon Sect is one of the seven major sects, and they have always been the only ones who beat people. No one dared to kill the monks of Huanxi Demon Sect in full view. As a result, six of them died directly. For Huanxi Demon Sect, the status is extremely high High presence!

Ning Qi smiled, closed his eyes again, and seemed to have done a trivial thing.

At this moment, there is no monk in the Huanxi Demon Sect who is stronger than Xiao Demon Zun and the others. The disciples of Huanxi Demon Sect can only look at Ning Qi helplessly, but there is nothing they can do.