Chapter: 4115

"It's time to do it! It's time to do it!"

The disciples of Huanxi Demon Sect looked forward to it even more.

The corner of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly. This time, he might offend all the seven major sects and the three major Yuan Zun, but so what?

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the air.

"I like the matter of the Demon Sect, and the deity can solve it by himself."

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Everyone looked up.

I saw a figure standing in the void. This person was wearing a red robe with his chest exposed, a circle of red beads hanging around his neck, his lips were black, and his eyes were cold and evil.

"The Demon Lord Huanxi is back?"

The expressions of the Deputy Palace Master of Hanshan Mansion and others changed slightly.

Hundreds of thousands of monks gathered here all looked at Huanxi Mozun, with admiration, shock and joy in their eyes. They never expected to see the legendary creator of the Nine Tribulations with their own eyes today. This is no longer comparable to the existence of the fairy king Well, it is the Central Continent, an existence that is truly at the top of this level!

"It's the Demon Lord!"

"The Demon Lord is back, that Ning Beixuan will definitely die today!"

The Huanxi Demon Sect erupted instantly, and one after another figures burst out of the air, thousands of people stood in the void, looking at the Huanxi Demon Zun with great excitement.

"The Demon Lord! The little Demon Lord and several elders... were killed by Ning Beixuan Town!"

In the Huanxi Demon Sect, an elder from the Six Tribulations said with great grief and indignation.

"Um?"

Huanxi Demon Venerable's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, and his divine sense swept directly towards the forbidden area of ​​Huanxi Demon Sect, but he did not find the little Demon Venerable.

"Mozun, Immortal King Yuxiao, also died at the hands of this son."

The deputy head of the Hanshan Mansion cupped his hands.

"Immortal King Yuxiao is dead!"

Huanxi Mozun snorted coldly. Normally, he would definitely have to worry about Cangji Yuanzun, but right now even his personal disciple was beheaded by Ning Beixuan in front of him. The anger in his heart rushed To the top!

He coldly glanced at the big bloody characters on the stele, and finally his eyes fell on Ning Qi, "You, are you Ning Beixuan?"

"Yes, it's me."

Ning Qi smiled.

"The first time we met, it brought me such a surprise, Ning Beixuan, do you know that Chongxian is my personal disciple?"

Huanxi Mozun said coldly.

"Mozun, you made a mistake in saying something. This is not the first time we have met. Have you forgotten about the Valley of the Dead?"

Ning Qi smiled slightly.