Chapter 1649 Everyone, Come Down First

"My cultivation?"

Desperation appeared in Ye Ming Prison's eyes, and he stared at Ning Qi stubbornly, still a little unwilling to believe that his cultivation base of thousands of years of hard work was destroyed at this moment?

"Hiss... Fortunately, I didn't make a move!"

Including the lord of the Excalibur Sect, the lords of all the top sects are a little afraid at the moment. If they follow suit just now, they are afraid that they will be destroyed by the other party just like Ye Mingyu and others.

It is quieter than the arena.

The remaining elders of the Jade Pill Sect who were fighting alchemy had expressions of fear on their faces. No one dared to speak. The disciples of the Jade Pill Sect standing behind them also fell into fear. The anger in their eyes had long since faded away. The color of horror remained.

In the entire arena, the happiest ones are the disciples of Yun Qizong. At this moment, in their eyes, Ning Qi has transformed into an extremely tall figure, and there is a trace of admiration in his eyes.

Qingfeng gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his body, stood up from the ground, and looked at Ye Ming Prison with mocking and relieved eyes. If it wasn't for this person, he wouldn't be forced to compete with the disciples of Yudanzong with injuries , if this senior hadn't come to help suddenly, I'm afraid he would have died, and the title of Yunqi Sect's thirty-six top sects would also be snatched away by Jade Pill Sect. The joy in Qingfeng's heart is beyond words.

There was another soft sound.

The fairy spirit is gone.

The monks who were fixed in mid-air fell heavily to the ground one after another. Although they regained control of their bodies, they were already crippled with no cultivation base. How long, at least half of the monks in this group will die of old age due to the exhaustion of life essence!

"You, you ruined my cultivation..."

Ye Ming Prison stared at Ning Qi, and said in a hoarse voice, his voice was not as loud as before, it sounded like an old man who was about to step into the coffin.

"You're dead! You're dead!"

The immortal cultivators from Wuwang Mansion, Tianjianhou Mansion, Shenlonghou Mansion, and other major family forces in the capital all looked at Ning Qi with grief and indignation, and muttered to themselves.

"Ex, senior, shall we leave this place first?"

You Zhaoshan suddenly walked up to Ning Qi, and cupped his hands.

"Why are you leaving?"

Ning Qi glanced at him lightly.

You Zhaoshan was stunned for a moment, and quickly sent a voice transmission: "Senior, there is an ancestor in the Kyushu Empire, who may have broken through to the realm of Dharma, and is probably coming here now..."

"Hahaha! Want to leave? It's too late! Today you abolished our cultivation, don't even think about leaving the capital safely, Senior Jin will arrive soon, you can't escape! Hahaha!"

Ye Ming Prison laughed wildly at Ning Qi, his eyes were full of mockery and madness.

Senior Jin?

Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly, the corners of his mouth raised, he waved his hand at You Zhaoshan, and then looked at Ye Ming Prison: "You're not talking about Senior Jin Shengjin, are you?"

"you know?"

Ye Mingyu was startled, and then he laughed wildly again: "Since you know that you are Senior Jin Shengjin, you should know that you will definitely die today, right? Hahaha!"

Gold saint?

The expressions of the monks present changed slightly when they heard these two words. Among them, many monks of the older generation who had lived for thousands of years seemed to have thought of something, and there was a hint of memory in their eyes.

It is rumored that the golden saint ancestor of Tianji Academy had a rather unusual relationship with the person from Yunqi Holy Land. Few monks know the specific relationship between the two, but based on this alone, in the eyes of the older generation of monks, Jin Sheng already has a transcendent status, and besides that, many monks of the older generation also suspect that Jin Sheng has broken through to the realm of the law, but in the past thousands of years, Jin Sheng has seldom made a move, everyone just doubts, not sure.

Looking at Ye Ming Prison's performance now, it is obvious that this guess is probably true, that is to say, after a while, there will be a cultivator in the Faxiang Realm who will come to suppress this person?

"It's rare to see a monk in the Faxiang Realm in a thousand years!"

"It's really not in vain today. It's worth the ticket price just to see Ye Ming Prison and others being abolished!"

"Isn't this guy running away? From this point of view, I'm afraid he is 70% to 80% sure that he is also a cultivator in the Dharma Aspect Realm!"

In the auditorium, regardless of whether they are loose monks or monks with sects, whether they know each other or not, they are all whispering and transmitting voices to each other at the moment. Perhaps this is the only way for them to vent their inner excitement and have a lot of courage. The little cautious monk is hesitating, should he leave or stay?

Whoosh whoosh, seven or eight figures suddenly appeared in the midair. This group of people consisted of men and women. They looked about forty in appearance, but their aura was stronger than that of Ye Ming Prison and others before. , Seeing these people, the lord of the Excalibur Sect and others stood up one after another, looked up, with a hint of respect in their eyes.

"Old Ancestor!"

The elders of the major families whose cultivation bases had been abolished all showed ecstasy on their faces when they saw the person coming. After Ye Mingyu saw one of them, he couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, opened his mouth wide, and the words that were about to blurt out were stuck in the Throat.

Yang Ben, the head arrester of the Hei Prison Gate and the immediate boss of the Ye Ming Prison, resigned from the Hei Prison Gate many years ago, and was named a king with a different surname by the current Holy One.

Looking at Ye Ming Prison and others who had been abolished on the ground, the seven or eight monks looked a little ugly.

Yang Ben looked at Ning Qi coldly: "I don't know what to call your Excellency? Why do you want to abolish their cultivation? Do you know that these are the pillars of our Kyushu Empire?"

"Yang Ben, long time no see."

Ning Qi smiled slightly. He had met Yang Ben several times. For the first time, Yang Ben was scolded by Yuan Yi who came to the Kyushu Empire to capture Xue Ling, and he dared not speak. Ning Qi still had some impressions in his mind.

"Prince Yang, do you know this son?"

The few monks standing with Yang Ben frowned slightly, and a trace of suspicion flashed in their eyes.

"Who are you?"

Yang Ben looked at Ning Qi with a slight change in his eyes. He was sure that he had never seen this boy in the past thousands of years, but the other party knew him. Obviously, he had met him a few times before the world changed, which is enough It proved that the other party was also a monk of his time.

"Don't you recognize me? It's okay. You will find out later. Old man Jin should be coming soon, right? Wait until he comes. You should come down first."

Ning Qi smiled, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the fairy spirit rushed out. Yang Ben and others who were standing in the void had no time to react, they were dragged down by the fairy spirit, and fell heavily on the ground , their knees sank directly into the ground, no matter how they urged the power of law in their bodies, it was of no avail. Everyone, including Yang Ben, showed a look of horror on their faces, and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.