Chapter 1627 You Are a Demon Race!

"What kind of breath is this?"

Ziyue Yanjun's eyes moved slightly. He had already seen the power of this knife from the moment he swung it to cut the demon flame, so he didn't face it head-on. The next moment, the scene around Ning Qi suddenly changed. Ziyue in front of him Yanjun disappeared, and what was replaced was a big mountain.

boom!

The mountain was divided into two by the dragon-slaying sword, and the terrifying blade stretched out for more than a thousand miles. Looking from a high altitude, it seemed as if a giant black snake appeared on the ground.

"The field of creation?"

Ning Qi put away his knife and stood. He had already tried the realm of creation of the Creator of Six Tribulations, and he could not absorb him into it at all, but Ziyue Yanjun's realm of creation could absorb him into the realm without him responding. Among them, it is enough to see that Ziyue Yanjun's good fortune domain is in the same level, and it also belongs to the relatively powerful category.

"Hehe, I heard that your good fortune domain is very strong, and even the existence of the fairy king level cannot compare with you. It seems that my good fortune domain should be stronger?"

Ziyue Yanjun's voice sounded in the sky.

"Ning Beixuan, hand over the magic gourd of joy, and I can let you go. As for whether Cangji Yuanzun will kill you in the future, I really can't persuade you. I show my sincerity and hope you can understand current affairs."

"You have forgotten that I am only the creator of the second calamity. When I become the creator of the seventh calamity like you, will you become an ant that I can trample to death with one foot?"

Ning Qi had a mocking look on his face.

"...Hehe, what you said is reasonable. Since this is the case, I should kill you even more. An outlier like you should not live in the world. If you really break through to the Creator of the Seven Tribulations, I am afraid that even Cangji Yuanzun will die. It’s hard to suppress you, isn’t it? Tianjiao Tianjiao, there are so many Tianjiao in the Central Continent, but I have never seen one who can match you, but unfortunately, you have no chance to break through to the Creator of the Seven Tribulations..."

boom! boom! boom!

Sharp stone pillars rose one after another on the ground. Ning Qi moved around, but none of the stone pillars could touch him. Perhaps to add some pressure to Ning Qi, huge stones with flames fell from the sky, enough to With a range of thousands of miles, Ning Qi shattered these boulders one by one while dodging the attack of the stone pillar. After a dozen breaths, a sword suddenly protruded from behind a boulder and attacked Ning Qi's eyebrows.

Ning Qi ignored the sword, but turned around and slashed towards a void, clang! With a loud noise, Ziyue Yanjun's figure appeared in the void thousands of feet away from Ning Qi, holding a broken sword in his hand.

Ziyue Yanjun looked down at Broken Sword, and then looked at Ning Qi coldly. The anger in his eyes was about to explode. This Immortal Slaying Sword is a high-grade spiritual weapon, bestowed by Cangji Yuanzun. Qi is cut off, if he can't leave with the magic gourd of joy this time, he will lose a lot this time!

"Are you angry?"

A voice sounded behind Ziyue Yanjun, which immediately made his hair stand on end. In an emergency, a light silver armor appeared on Ziyueyan's body, and then he flew out like a cannonball. It hit the ground, and a mushroom cloud rose up. When the gunpowder smoke cleared, Ziyue Yanjun's figure had been lost in the huge pothole.

Ning Qi smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared in place.

"In silence, this son actually infiltrated my domain with his own domain of good fortune. He is indeed very strong. It is not wrong for the four Ganges Immortal Kings to die at his hands."

Ziyue Yanjun, who was hiding in the void, thought to himself that at the moment, it seems that Ning Qi is even more difficult to deal with than some of the Seven Tribulations Creators who have fought against him.

"caught you."

Ning Qi's voice sounded again.

After a violent collision in the void, it returned to calm. After a dozen breaths, there were several collisions in the void again.

As time passed, Ning Qi and Ziyue Yanjun used their respective domains of good fortune to try many tricks, but no one had the upper hand. In this world, the level of spirit energy is always one level lower than the power of creation, and Lord Ziyueyan is the best among the creators of the Seven Tribulations. The two sides have fought thousands of moves, you come and me In the past, they couldn't win each other for the time being.

"If this continues, he will be consumed to death... Is this guy really not tired?"

In the void, Ziyue Yanjun was already a little out of breath. Every time he fought against Ning Qi, he spent a lot of his mind and power of creation. His offensive became weaker every time, but Ning Qi's attack not only did not weaken, On the contrary, it was higher every time than the other, which showed that the opponent's stamina was higher than his.

"The creator of the second calamity has such a strong cultivation base, we cannot let him leave this place alive!"

A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, Ziyue Yanjun made a decision immediately, his figure appeared from the void, no longer hidden.

"Are you going to face it?"

In the distance, Ning Qi's figure also appeared from the void, looking at Ziyue Yanjun with a half-smile.

"Killing you and getting the Magic Gourd of Joy, even if your cultivation level drops by a catastrophe, it's still worth it."

Ziyue Yanjun said lightly.

"Cultivation has fallen by a catastrophe?"

Before Ning Qi could react, Ziyue Yanjun had already let out a wild laugh, and black lines appeared on his skin. At this moment, his aura continued to rise, and in less than three breaths, it had exceeded The aura of the previous peak has been lost, and the momentum still has not stopped, the aura is still surging!

Ziyue Yanjun's pupils became crescent-shaped, and the muscles on his body were knotted. He was not like a normal human being, but like a giant beast running out of the prehistoric wilderness. Two sharp teeth protruded from his upper lip. Stretch out slowly.

"Ning Beixuan, this is a forbidden technique of my Ziyue family. I have only used it once in my life. That time, I killed a Creator of One Calamity with my Dharma Aspect Realm Dzogchen cultivation base..."

Ziyue Yanjun's voice became low, like the roar of a beast.

"It turns out that your Ziyue family is a monster, no, it's half human and half demon, commonly known as human monsters."

Ning Qi smiled.

"You don't know the horror of the forbidden technique. Even now, you still have to use your tongue. I hope you wait a moment and don't kneel down and beg me to spare your life."

The corners of Ziyue Yanjun's mouth rose slightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Ning Qi.

One punch out.

Ning Qi's figure flew upside down like a cannonball, and fell heavily on the ground, plowing out a trace thousands of feet long, and then stopped his figure.

Ning Qi looked down, and there was a deep hollow in his chest. Even the Immortal Emperor of the Ancient Ages couldn't resist the opponent's punch. His bones had been broken, and a familiar force was in his body. raging.

This is... magic energy!

"You are not a shemale, are you a demon?"

Ning Qi looked at Ziyue Yanjun.