Chapter: 4831
"Senior Beixuan, squawking, kill him!"

Duo'er looked at Ning Qi.

Qiye clenched his fists and said to Ning Qi: "Brother Beixuan, Qiye wants to ask you one thing."

"What's up"

Ning Qi laughed.

"Let Qiye kill this beast with his own hands. If it wasn't for him, Qiye's father and mother wouldn't have died so young."

Qiye gritted her teeth and looked at Wang He.

"Hahaha, a mortal like an ant still wants to kill me, even if my cultivation base is completely abolished, I only need one finger to kill you"

Wang He looked at Qiye mockingly and laughed wildly.

"Hold on."

Ning Qi smiled.

Qiye was slightly taken aback, then nodded, he never messed around, since Ning Qi asked him to wait, there was a reason for it.

"Are you afraid, are you finally afraid?" Wang He looked at Ning Qi, the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes were full of sarcasm, he thought that Ning Qi didn't kill him because he was afraid of being recognized as a demon monk by the Heavenly Dao Sect, and he felt a little regretful. If Ning Qi took action to kill him now, Zhao Zhitian would definitely take action to stop him, and then Ning Qi's identity would be confirmed.

"Senior Beixuan is waiting for the golden-clothed elder of Tiandaozong"

Fairy Liuli and Ouyang Ke looked at each other hostilely, they had exactly the same thoughts.

"Brother Ning, as the saying goes, it's good to turn your head back. If you hand over the Nine Suns Stone Mine today, maybe I can say something nice for you in front of Elder Jinyi. I don't think you look like a monk of the magic way."

Zhao Zhitian said lightly.

"If I don't hand over the Nine Suns Stone Mine, will you regard me as a monk?"

Ning Qi laughed.

"Yes or no, you will know when the golden-clothed elder is here. The golden-clothed elder in my Demon Capture Palace has sharp eyes, and no demonic monk can hide his figure in front of him."

Wang He said coldly.

At the same time, in a place thousands of miles away from Qinglong City, there was an old man covered in blood, leading seven or eight cultivators at the transformation stage, chasing and killing the panicked figures in front of him. A golden light flashed away and landed in the old man's hand. Seeing this, the old man moved his body, and after killing the people in front, he looked down at the golden light in his hand. It was a token.

"It's Zhao Zhitian's gold medal"

A cultivator in the transformation stage said in surprise.

"He's asking for help." The rest of the cultivators at the transformation stage came forward to take a look, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes. Zhao Zhitian, like them, is the deacon elder of the Tiandao Sect's Temple of Catching Demons. If it's not enough, facing the orthodox monks, as long as they show the background of the Tiandaozong Temple of Catching Demons, they will usually be in harmony

The soldiers would show some face, but at this moment he actually used the gold medal for asking for help, which shows that he would ask for help from the nearby Tiandaozong monks when he encountered an invincible demon.

"Elder Mingyu, let's hurry over."

A group of cultivators at the transformation stage looked at the old man. The golden clothes on the old man's body were stained with blood, and a few strands of white hair were also dyed red. He looked murderous.

"Walk"

Mingyu snorted coldly, and threw the gold medal into the air. The gold medal seemed to have spirituality, and flew towards Qinglong City with Mingyu and others. For the monks at the fusion stage, the journey of ten thousand miles is not too far away. With all their strength on the road, half a day is up. When they arrived at Qinglong City, Mingyu first waved to stop the monks at the transformation stage behind him shape, and then his spiritual thoughts penetrated into Qinglong City like flowing water, and after a while, he