Chapter: 449

Ning Qi swallowed the last top-grade Rejuvenation Pill, looked at the direction Murong Wudi was escaping with a sneer, then glanced at everyone, sneered, and walked towards Duan Juntian and the others.

Duan Juntian didn't expect that the result of the battle between the two sides would be like this. In his mind, Ning Qi would eventually be defeated by the siege of the two, but unexpectedly, in a split second, Ning Qi killed one and drove away the other.

"What are you going to do! Don't mess around, if we die here, the Shenlonghou Mansion will never let you go!"

A trace of panic flashed in Duan Ruhui's eyes, and said.

Duan Juntian's face trembled slightly.

Who ever thought that Ning Qi completely ignored the two of them, but smiled at Duan Lengmei and said: "Miss Lengmei, I'm leaving this place, there will be a period later."

A trace of panic flashed across Duan Lengmei's face, and he nodded: "Master, go slowly."

"Hehe, I hope you can listen to my suggestion, Duan Juntian, he is not a good person, he is a hypocrite, hahaha..."

As Ning Qi said, he walked out of the passageway of the underground palace with a long smile.

Everyone stepped aside one after another and watched Ning Qi leave. Although they were very envious of the dragon-slaying sword in Ning Qi's hand, no one dared to make a move.

Duan Juntian's face was extremely ugly, and he punched the ground angrily: "I will definitely avenge this revenge! I will definitely avenge it!"

At this time, Duan Junhong and Duan Jundi woke up slowly, not knowing what happened.

It was Duan Ruhui who explained the matter in a simple way, and the faces of the two of them turned ashen immediately: "Damn it, such a magical weapon has not been obtained!"

"He has that knife on his body, we are not his opponents, but if we report this news to the elders of the clan, we should also get a lot of rewards."

Duan Junhong suggested.

"That's the only way..."

Duan Ruhui sighed.

………

Murong Wudi returned to Tianxiao Town in a panic. When he came to Jiaye Hall, he saw a slender woman standing in his room.

Murong Wudi was startled, and hurriedly said: "Master Qianmian, why did you come here in person? If Qinglan Sect finds out, I'm afraid it will be bad..."

The woman, who was the real person with thousands of faces in Murong Wudi's mouth, turned her head slightly, her face was ordinary, she looked like an ordinary farm girl.

"I found that fourteen of the blood soul bottles in my hand were broken. If I don't come here in person, the subordinates I handed over to you will be wiped out? Tell me, what happened."

Murong Wudi's face was a bit ugly, and he said in a low voice: "There is an underground palace in the Ice Demon Cave, which contains the inheritance of the ancient ice dragon. As soon as I got the news, I rushed over with the secret team..."

"Then who did you meet? Why did all the members of the dark team die?"

The real person with thousands of faces snorted coldly and said.

"It's a peak fighting spirit..."

Murong Wudi himself felt that it would be embarrassing to say this, but he dared not lie in front of Qianmian Zhenren.

Then he explained what had happened in detail, and said unwillingly: "If it wasn't for that fighting weapon, I would have killed that kid with one blow!"

"Peak Fighting Spirit has accepted the weapon inherited from the ancient ice dragon... As far as I know, that ancient ice dragon should have been an eighth-order giant dragon, equivalent to a Dou Zun! Above mid-level heavenly rank..."

Qianmian Zhenren whispered to himself.