Chapter: 8568
Ning Qi laughed.

"That is the ancient god king, the eighth-step monk! It is the current Supreme Holy Council, and even the Beixuan Heavenly Emperor has to bow his head and bow his head when he sees this old man!"

The elder said sternly.

The eighth step monk?

The master of Tiandi Jianmen immediately looked at each other with the eyes of a fool, there is no eighth-step monk or seventh-step monk in this world, it is already the end of the road of practice!

Over the years, how many monks have been able to make it this far?

"As far as I know, all of the 109 god kings in ancient times should have died. Is the demon king you are talking about one of them?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"No! The Demon King I teach is the God King of another world. The God King of this world has indeed fallen long ago, but the Demon King will not. He is immortal. Will fall!"

"It's kind of interesting. Since you know that there used to be a god king in this world, it means that there are still some things recorded in the classics of your Demon Sha Sect. If you knew this, you would have spared your leader's life just now."

Ning Qi laughed.

"Since your Excellency believes in the legend of my sect, you should worship under the sect of the Demon King. The leader just died. With your cultivation level, you should be the leader of my Demon Demon Sect!"

"..."

The head of the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect looked at the Mosha Sect elder speechlessly, but

Then there was a thud in his heart, what if such a thing really happened?

Thinking of this, the master of Tiandi Jianmen hurriedly looked at Ning Qi, but saw Ning Qi said with a half-smile: "My cultivation is too low, only the seventh step, I'm afraid I won't be able to be the leader of Mosha sect, this seat, Why don’t you leave it to the Demon King.”

Step seven?

The master of Tiandi Jianmen suddenly felt that he was not breathing well, and the nearby sword repairmen all looked at Ning Qi dumbfounded, with a hint of disbelief in their eyes.

"No way? How could it be the seventh step?"

Yi Lanchu's senior gasped, with a dazed look on his face.

"It doesn't matter if your cultivation base is low, wait for the Demon King..."

The elder Mo Shajiao said to himself, but in the middle of speaking, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right, and after thinking about what Ning Qi said just now, he suddenly raised his head and stared blankly. Ninch.

"Ex, senior is..."

The master of Tiandi Jianmen asked cautiously.

"Ning Beixuan."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

Ning Beixuan... Beixuan... Beixuan Heavenly Emperor!

He is the Emperor Beixuan!

"Xiao Wu, the head of the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect, and all his disciples, pay homage to the Beixuan Heavenly Emperor!"

The old man fell to the ground for the first time, not daring to stand in the void anymore, and then brought the rest of the sword cultivators who had already fallen to the ground to kneel and kowtow!
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