Chapter 1322 Knowing What to Do

After killing the abandoned disciple of Jiuyou, a white light fell into Ning Qi's body, and his fairy spirit suddenly began to surge crazily, sometimes it was fire, sometimes it was light, sometimes it was electricity, sometimes it was water, as long as Ning Qi's heart With a thought, his fairy spirit can become any kind of law. He raised his hand lightly, and saw a miniature Tai Chi diagram on the three-inch height of his palm, which is the law of yin and yang.

Ning Qi's method suddenly condensed a little, and it seemed to be developing towards the middle-level sky rank.

"As long as I know the power of the law, it can be transformed. This is the terrifying place of the spirit of the fairy. It can be called a power that only the fairy can use. It is really extraordinary. On this point, those creators can't It is comparable to me, but the essence of the evil Shura is completely different from the spirit of the fairy spirit. The power of this dharma is condensed. Can reach the realm of the Creator."

Ning Qi sighed with some regret.

But Ning Qi is already very content, if he doesn't have the essence of Evil Shura, he will fail to condense the Dharma this time, and it is very likely that he will take his own life.

"With my current means, even if I face that old fellow Xuanzhen, I can still fight. When I meet Lie Kong, I won't be completely powerless to fight back. However, to kill Lie Kong, the fire is still a bit short..."

Ning Qi pondered for a moment, then his eyes were suddenly attracted by a big tree in the sky in the distance. This big tree has a faint evil spirit on it, and it is a tree that is about to become a spirit.

Ning Qi came to the big tree and cut it off directly with a wave of his hand. In less than a moment, the big tree was cut into a pillar by Ning Qi, and the essence in its body was also blocked by Ning Qi.

"It's so hard and so long, it's enough."

Ning Qi smiled, and while carrying the big tree, he moved slightly and disappeared in place.

………

"When I go back to Luohai Mountain this time, I must retreat for three hundred years. By then, this turmoil will definitely pass."

Several cultivators at the early stage of the Faxiang Realm walked side by side. They glanced behind them with lingering fear, then looked at each other, and told their future plans.

"I plan to retreat when I return to the sect."

"Ning Beixuan, this son, is really terrifying. Even the abandoned disciples of Jiuyou fled. With such a method, I am afraid that Jian Xilai is no match for him."

"You have noticed that his physical body is directly integrated into the dharma image, which is completely different from us. It can be said that every gesture is the power to destroy the world. However, if we want to use the dharma image, we have to bear the intense consumption caused by the dharma image. There is no chance of winning against him.”

"Besides, his power of law is also extremely weird. The power of law in my body seems to have a sense of fear the moment he condenses the law!"

Thinking of this, the eyes of several monks showed a trace of panic. Fortunately, they escaped quickly and were not left by Ning Beixuan.

"I don't know how many Jiuyou abandoned disciples died. After this incident, the Qinglong list will definitely be reshuffled."

A monk gloated a little.

Suddenly, he found that the rest of the people did not speak, and their figures stopped in the air. The monk's eyes suddenly showed a hint of doubt, and he said to them: "What's wrong with you."

Those people ignored him, but cupped their hands forward with pale complexions, and said with difficulty: "I've seen Patriarch Beixuan."

Patriarch Beixuan?

The cultivator who hadn't found Ning Qi's trace was suddenly attacked by a chill in his body, turned around coldly, and looked at Ning Qi blankly.

A hundred feet away from them, Ning Qi was holding a huge pillar with one hand, looking at them indifferently.

"Bei, Patriarch Beixuan?"

The monk trembled in fright.

"Old Ancestor Beixuan, hehe, that sounds really nice."

Ning Qi smiled mockingly.

"Old Ancestor Beixuan, the few people I waited for were deceived by others, and that's why we did such a wrong thing. However, our cultivation base is so low that we can't hurt Ancestor Beixuan at all. Please also ask Ancestor Beixuan to look at the few people I waited for. For the sake of Xuanzhen Immortal Realm cultivators, spare our lives, and we will have no complaints or regrets!"

An older monk kowtowed to Ning Qikong.

Seeing this, the rest of the monks bowed down one after another. They had a little luck in their hearts, hoping that Ning Qi would not remember what they had done with these little shrimps.

It's a pity that in the past hundred years, although Ning Qi has not opened his eyes, he has become very familiar with every monk. He basically knows who has scolded him a few words or hit him a few times.

"Your name is Pu Lingdong, and you beat me three hundred and sixty-seven times with Falun Gong."

"Your name is Zhou Yanhong. You beat me five hundred and thirty-six times, scolded me eighteen times, and mocked me five times."

"Your name……"

The few people stared at Ning Qi in astonishment, as if they were counting treasures, not only directly told their names and origins, but also counted the number of times they had shot in the past hundred years, a trace of cold sweat broke out from everyone's foreheads come out.

As if they knew that they would die today, they looked at each other, and fled in all directions in a very tacit understanding. They were betting that Ning Qi would not be able to kill them with one move. As long as one or two escaped, it would be a good deal , These few people have already planned in their hearts. If they escape today, no matter what method they use, they must leave Qinglong Continent immediately to avoid the limelight.

Ning Qi sneered, and using his hands as knives, he slashed a few times. The monks immediately lost their balance and flew forward. In the process, their heads were separated from their necks, and they killed them with their hands. The underworld monks who suddenly appeared and wanted to take away their souls, Ning Qi hung the heads of these people on the huge pillar in his hand.

………

Qinglong Continent is in chaos.

Whether it's a monk in the immortal state or a monk in the alchemy state, even mortals can occasionally see a terrifying figure chasing and killing those monks who were once aloof in the state of law, and that figure is holding a pillar in his hand. Hundreds of heads have been hung.

Ning Qi went all the way from Qingming Wonderland to Middle Earth Wonderland, Baxia Wonderland, and Chunyang Wonderland. In just half a year, he harvested hundreds of fresh lives.

Among them, Middle-Earth Fairyland suffered the least loss, including Dragon City and other cave lords, who never attacked Ning Qi. Ning Qi was a little confused, but he didn't think about it. .

The biggest loss was in the Pure Yang Immortal Realm. Except for the Nine Servants of Pure Yang, Ning Qi had found out the hundreds of Faxiang Realm cultivators who had taken action one by one, beheaded them all, and hung their heads on the pillars.

The most difficult to kill can be said to be the sick son of Qingming Wonderland. He was one of the first group of monks to escape. He did not hide in Qingming Wonderland, but wanted to smuggle out of Qinglong Continent. When he was in the mainland, he was captured by Ning Qi and tortured for three full days and three nights before beheading him because he threatened Ning Qi with Xiaoyue'er and the others more than once during those hundred years.