Chapter: 9428

Auspicious Cloud Star has already been destroyed badly.

Ning Qi was able to move freely in the battlefield, and when he passed a False God beast, he would kill it directly.

But his attention was always focused on the False God Race.

The old man has already taken the initiative to welcome the False God Race.

But the False God Clan didn't seem to pay him any attention at all, he put one hand behind his back, and only used the other hand to fight with the old man.

The fighting process also seemed to be very arbitrary, and even his attention was on the battlefield, not on the old man.

"Damn it, this person is at least the third-order Primordial Venerable God!"

The more the old man beat his heart, the more startled he became.

He is only a first-order ancient god, and he has no chance of winning in the face of a strong man two levels higher than himself.

He could also see that the other party was only restraining him deliberately and not killing him, maybe there was another purpose, maybe he was going to deal with him only after all the monks on Xiangyun Star were slaughtered!

"We can't go on like this, we have to delay for a longer time before Death God can get the news..."

The old man thought secretly.

Ning Qi quietly approached the False God Race in the battlefield.

For him who only exudes the aura of the Holy Lord, the False God Clan didn't pay too much attention to him. Instead, many False God Beasts surrounded Ning Qi, intending to swallow him alive.

Ning Qi didn't show his strength and directly shot and killed these False God Beasts, but fought with them inseparably, and even looked a little embarrassed.

"After this period of recovery, the Dragon Slaying Saber should be able to be used again. With my strength, it is difficult to kill this False God Clan even with a sneak attack. Only by using it can I kill it in one fell swoop."

As Ning Qi thought about it, he mobilized his divine sense to check the situation of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

After a period of recuperation.

The dragon-slaying sword is floating in Ning Qi's sea of ​​consciousness at this moment, motionless. Although the aura on his body has not returned to the previous peak state, it is enough to kill this False God Race.

"You are not my match."

The False Protoss suddenly shook his head at the old man, as if a little impatient, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the old man in his hand.

A look of despair flashed in the old man's eyes.

When the monks around saw this scene, their mood suddenly became a little heavy.

Their strongest man has been captured alive, and this battle is destined to end with the destruction of Xiangyun Star.

Just when everyone fell into a burst of despair.

A ray of sword glow swept across the False God Clan's body.

The False God Clan's face was slightly stunned, and he turned slowly to look behind him. Unfortunately, he hadn't seen the person who shot, and his figure turned into a little dust and scattered in the void.

With the death of this False God Clan, the nearby False God beasts suddenly lost order, and the offensive became chaotic.

The old man looked at Ning Qi in a daze, with surprise in his eyes: "Your Excellency is..."

"Get rid of these monsters first."