A trace of thought flashed in Ning Qi's eyes.

He just entered the tomb of the gods, and he encountered the soul of an early-stage golden fairy. This probability is too high. There is only one reason to explain it. There are many, many.

Maybe many people just entered, just like him, met the soul guarding the tomb of the gods, even if Ning Qi did not have eight or nine profound skills, he would not be afraid of the other party if he fought hard, but this time he entered the fairy tomb of the gods, like There is only one such existence as him.