Chapter 1306: One Year

Because Kunpeng Wuyu and Aolong Kuangdao were blocked by Venerable Tiangou, the three of them chased and fled, but they failed to suppress Ning Qi. Instead, the team chasing and killing Ning Qi became stronger and stronger. The monks dare not get close to Venerable Tiangou and the three of them at all. They will make some aftermath casually, which is not something ordinary people can bear.

The Nine Servants of Chunyang, the Nine Talents of the Overlord Dragon Clan, Wang Lan, Sikong, these guys all caught up after getting the news. Besides these familiar faces, Ning Qi, who kept running, also saw some new ones. The aura of these fresh faces is stronger than that of Dragon City, and they are obviously also masters on the Azure Dragon Ranking.

Occasionally, when Ning Qi is blocked by the monks in front, he will be chased by Wang Lan and the others, and then they will fight and run away again. Wang Lan and the others can't suppress Ning Qi at all, because every time they want to catch Ning Qi, there will be other monks Intervene horizontally and trip each other up.

"A great man said that unity is strength."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. The more chaotic the situation is now, the less united the other party is, and the more people there are, the better it is for him.

After chasing and fleeing, three months passed in the blink of an eye. During these three months, almost every ten days, there was a small beating, and every thirty days, a big beating. Even Aolong Kuangdao was hit once by Ning Qi's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

More and more monks who came for their dreams died under Ning Qi's knife, but before a hundred lay down, two hundred or even three hundred monks joined the hunting team.

On the ground, a group of Qi Refining monks looked up in stunned amazement. The immortal monks and Dharma Aura monks, who were rarely seen on weekdays, were densely packed at this moment like locusts passing through.

"That, wouldn't it be the son of Feng Jiuxian?"

"It should be him. Isn't there a lot of rumors these days? It's a pity that we are not strong enough."

"Don't talk about us, just look at them."

A Qi Refining monk curled his lips, and saw not far away, a large number of alchemy-level monks standing together, just like them, they could only look up.

"Ning Beixuan, die!"

Sikong found an opportunity, rushed behind Ning Qi like lightning, and punched him in the back of the heart, but before the punch was delivered, he was knocked by a monk in the late stage of Faxiang state and moved several hundred feet horizontally. The fist directly fell through.

Ning Qi's real name has been passed on unknowingly to everyone.

"Damn it!"

Sikong's eyes were full of anger, he gave the late-stage cultivator a cold look, and continued to chase Ning Qi.

"Don't chase after you with this little strength, who have you beaten?"

A faint taunt sounded in Sikong's ears, and the angry Sikong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. He already wished to use the cruelest means to torture Ning Qi. He had seven wounds on his body, three of which were caused by Ning Qi. Yes, there are four more who were 'accidentally injured' by the rest of the monks.

"Ning Beixuan, hand over the Kunxu Pagoda to me. Since you have the blood of the Wang family, you shouldn't let the Kunxu Pagoda fall into the hands of others!"

Wang Lan looked a little anxious. The current situation is getting worse and worse for her. Although many masters of the mysterious fairyland have already rushed over, their strength, together with her, is not enough in this incident. It's still not very eye-catching, unless Wang Lin and his wife come together, there is still a chance to turn the situation around.

It's just that Ning Beixuan is Wang Lin's grandson, and Wang Lan knows that even if Wang Lin is still in Qinglong Continent, he will not attack Ning Beixuan.

After hearing Wang Lan's voice, Ning Qi smiled mockingly, and said via voice transmission: "Anyone can take the Kunxu Pagoda, but you can't."

"Why!?"

The anger in Wang Lan's eyes was even worse.

"Because you are not qualified."

Ning Qi mocked the sound transmission.

"Then you will die for me!"

The Vajra Buddha punched Ning Qi on the forehead.

"Whether I'm dead or not, it doesn't matter what you say!"

Ning Qi turned around and slashed, and his body was hit by the Vajra Appearance, but Ning Qi took advantage of the situation to make his escape a little faster, even though blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Lan was also uncomfortable. During this chase, her vajra face had already suffered many hidden injuries. Ning Qi's knife just now almost broke her arm of the vajra face, and the injury was even worse...

"I must kill you!"

A trace of resentment appeared in Wang Lan's eyes.

She had been planning to break through to Dzogchen. As long as she took the ninth-level Tianlong pill and gave her a few hundred years, there would be a 30% to 40% chance. However, the damage to the Vajra Dharma will take at least a hundred years to repair!

Another three months have passed, and if it weren't for the terrible HP recovery speed of the blood of the advanced Mieshixian clan, Ning Qi would have been exhausted by the chasing army.

During this period, he was hit twice by Venerable Sky Gourd and three times by Aolong Kuangdao. Kunpeng Wuyu didn't attack him, on the contrary, he blocked Venerable Tiangou and Aolong Kuangdao for him more often. , Yang Yi and others' offensive, more and more Qinglongbang cultivators joined this chasing battle. They seem to have noticed Kunpeng Wuyu's actions, and dare not attack Ning Qi without authorization. After all, they do not have Venerable Tiangou and Aolong. Crazy Sword and others' cultivation base.

Kunpeng's desireless move bought Ning Qi more time.

"Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian gave birth to a son like you? What a son of Dragon Father!"

"It's better to recognize me as your father and give me the Kunxu Pagoda. As a top 30 existence on the Azure Dragon Ranking, I am absolutely capable of keeping you!"

"Boy, if you continue to run, you will surely die. Hurry up and hand over the Kunxu Pagoda. Otherwise, after this incident, I will still be with you forever. When the time comes, you will die. Not only you will die, but I will die." Find out all the people who are related to you, and send them to you one by one."

"In another four or five months, the cooldown period for God's grace and backtracking to the source will be up, and then..."

A coldness flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. The pursuit that lasted for more than half a year made him extremely aggrieved. At that time, he would kill four masters on the Qinglong list to relieve his anger and condense his Dharma.

"Just kill the four with the worst mouths!"

Maybe he wanted to use psychological tactics to defeat Ning Qi. During the long pursuit, Ning Qi not only fought hundreds of battles with them, but also fought many verbal battles with them. Of course, the final winner belongs to " The country scolded Ning Qi who was "Wushuang", but several masters on the Qinglong list were scolded by Ning Qi, and they greeted Ning Qi's family with foul language 24 hours a day.

Ning Qi glanced at those monks coldly, looked at their attributes, and kept their appearance in mind. These people did not belong to the Seven Great Wonderlands, but casual cultivators.

In terms of strength, they are much stronger than Dragon City, which ranks 100 on the Azure Dragon Ranking.

Speaking of Dragon City, the young cave masters of the various fairylands have also participated in this chasing battle. Ning Qi has seen familiar faces such as Long Rong, Wang Guochao, Ruan Qingyan, and even Dragon City's disciple Yu Suiping has also joined the battlefield at this moment , he hated Ning Qi because of the battle between Ning Qi and Longcheng, and now he is working very hard to use various methods to harass Ning Qi.

Time passed day by day, and the battle situation had entered the Qingming Wonderland from Chunyang Wonderland. The number of monks chasing after Ning Qi ranged from hundreds to thousands, and almost reached tens of thousands. More monks wanted to join in the fun. Depending on the final result, they are only waiting for an opportunity on the periphery.

Before you know it, the year has finally come.

God's Grace has cooled down.

Back to the source cooling down.