Chapter: 8749

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"

The God King Mosha snorted coldly, and in an instant, his aura surged instantly, and the black energy in his body continued to overflow, Fang Lengming and the girls immediately sensed the danger.

But before they could make a move, Ning Qi let out a cold snort, and those forces were forced back into the Demon King's body like crazy, and his soaring aura was constantly being suppressed, as if a person had just broken through the shackles, But it was like being beaten back to the original state in an instant.

The God King Mosha snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was refined by Ning Qi and turned into a wisp of green smoke before it fell to the ground.

"When you come to someone else's house as a guest, it doesn't make sense to dirty someone else's house. As a god king, don't you know this?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

The Demon King looked at Ning Qi in astonishment, and a deep fear flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He no longer had the sense of superiority he had before. The god king in front of him, who should be a junior in his eyes, was so unfathomable that the other party had already injured him without even making a move! It was no small matter for the God King to be injured. He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been hurt by anyone! Every time he is injured, it takes a very long time to cultivate, and even his longevity will be affected.

Only the god king himself knows that their lifespan is not even as good as a mortal who looks like an ant in their eyes! Being able to live all the time is entirely dependent on the continuous killings in the world, absorbing the overflowing vitality from these killings in the world to survive! "Devil, Demon King?"

There was a look of disbelief on Zhao Tong's face. Among the twelve god kings, the king of Mosha belongs to the middle class! Even so, it is not something that a God King who has just been promoted to the Great World can deal with, but why did the Demon King show signs of decline in front of Ning Qi?

"who are you?"

The Demon King's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of surprise and uncertainty in his tone.

"I?

Didn't you introduce yourself just now? "

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"You are definitely not the Ning Beixuan that Zhao Tong said! I see, you took away this body?

Which ancient god-king are you? "

The Demon King seemed to have guessed something, a look of shock appeared in his eyes, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Take away the body?

The expressions of Fang Lengming and others became quite strange.

"Aren't you Ning Beixuan?"

Zhao Tong also lost his voice.

He felt more and more that the conjecture of the Demon King was very close to the truth! How could Ning Qi have such a speed of practice! If it is said that it was taken away by the god king who died in ancient times and the heroic spirit lingers, the possibility is even higher! "People always find many reasons for their own failures, King Mosha, I am willing to give you a chance to leave this place safely, do you cherish it?"

Ning Qi sighed softly and said.

"We'll meet again."

Mosha God King said in a hoarse voice, after saying that, he turned and left.

Zhao Tong looked at him in astonishment, then at Ning Qi, and said with difficulty: "Master God King?"

Mosha God King ignored Zhao Tong's call and left straight away. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Tong couldn't sense his breath. I'm afraid it was a means to return to Fangyan's big world.

"Stop shouting, he dare not stay."

Ning Qi smiled.