Chapter 1673 So It Was Him

"What happened in the Valley of the Dead?"

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the hundreds of streams of black air that seemed to fade away unwillingly, with a look of disbelief in their eyes. Not long ago, the seven monks from the seven sects were turned into zombies by a single stream of black air. There are hundreds of roads in the Valley of the Dead?

"That guy is not easy, he can still run out under such a situation, his agility is absolutely amazing."

Many monks looked at Ning Qi with strange eyes, but Tu Kong and others finally determined that Ning Qi was able to escape from Old Ghost Du probably because of this speed.

"Has this guy angered the Corpse King? I planned to wait for the extremely sunny day to go in and obtain the Corpse King's Token. Nothing will happen now, right?"

"It's okay, this mission is extremely important, so the suzerain sent us here. At the same time, I believe that the suzerain's old man is also nearby. If there is any change, he will definitely show up. We just need to wait for the time and go in to remove the corpse. Just take out the king's order. Only the creators of the Three Tribulations like us have the opportunity to obtain the corpse king's order without the corpse king noticing it. Become the eighth sect and compete with the seven sects!"

"If we can really become the eighth sect, our Ghost Sect will be proud. Let's see if the Nine Nether Demon Sect dares to bully us!"

"The most important thing right now is to stabilize these monks and prevent them from entering the Valley of the Dead again, so as not to cause accidents, especially that kid."

Wan Long's eyes fell on Ning Qi, but he found that Ning Qi was looking at him, and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that his voice transmission was heard by this guy?

Impossible, even if it is an existence at the level of an immortal king, it is difficult to hear the sound transmission between him and Yu Jian.

Thinking of this, Wan Long showed a smile on his face, nodded to Ning Qi, then walked not far from the entrance of the Valley of the Dead, and looked at everyone.

"Everyone, I'm afraid it's extremely dangerous for such an accident to happen in the Valley of the Dead. We'd better wait here and don't go in blindly, otherwise we'll just die."

Wan Long said loudly, his eyes swept over Ning Qi.

"It makes sense. We still don't understand this incident for the time being. Going in is just adding a few zombies to the Valley of the Dead."

Tu Kong agreed.

Hundreds of monks here heard the words, and they also felt that what Wanlong said was very reasonable. In addition, they didn't plan to enter the Valley of the Dead at this time. The idea of ​​the valley of the dead.

"Ghost Refining Sect... Corpse King Order..."

Ning Qi walked to Bu Shaofeng's brother and sister with a blank expression, and sat down cross-legged.

From the sound transmission between Wan Long and Yu Jian, he can already determine the real destination of the other party, not the impasse of death, but the valley of the dead.

"Obtaining the Corpse King Order, one can become the eighth largest sect. It seems that the Ghost Refining Sect believes that the strength of this Corpse King is at least equivalent to that of the Creator of the Nine Tribulations. Judging from the strength of the black energy just now, this possibility is very high... But Is the suzerain of the Ghost Refining Sect really among this group of monks? If you want to become the eighth largest sect, your cultivation level must be at least above that of the Creator of the Eight Tribulations..."

Ning Qi glanced at the hundreds of monks in front of him, and the attribute panel of each monk was clearly revealed in front of Ning Qi, but he did not find the suzerain that Wan Long said. It seems that even if he came here, he did not show up.

In the void, a pair of eyes were quietly looking at Ning Qi.

"This kid is extremely fast, but unfortunately, if I were a disciple of the Ghost Sect, if I asked him to do this task, the success rate would be higher. The opportunity to win the corpse king's order is only once every 100,000 years. The ghost sect has failed several times in a row, and knowing that this secret sect has basically been wiped out, no one should compete with me for refining the ghost sect this time. If I succeed, the ghost sect will flourish and even have a chance Aspire to Yuan Zun..."

Suddenly, a hint of horror appeared in the eyes hidden in the void.

A young monk wearing a red and black robe, with his chest exposed, a huge ball hanging around his neck, his lips were black and purple, and his expression was extremely cold, came towards this place sitting on a giant elephant. Let the earth tremble.

An exquisite bed was supported on the back of the giant elephant, the curtain was hung high, and white flesh intertwined could be vaguely seen inside, while the young monk was sitting in the center, with several white arms like lotus roots intertwined on his body.

"This giant elephant seems to be a 'divine light elephant'? It was just born as a divine light elephant of the Creator? Who is the person here..."

Many monks showed shock on their faces, because they recognized the origin of this giant elephant, and they could use the divine light elephant as a mount, and the person who came was at least at the level of an immortal king!

Ning Qi glanced casually, was slightly taken aback, and then retracted his gaze naturally.

"Huanxi Mozun? Is this guy chasing me, or for the corpse king order in the Valley of the Dead?"

The situation is getting more and more confusing, even the Huanxi Demon Lord has arrived, and a large part of the reason why Ning Qi went to the impasse of death this time is to avoid the Huanxi Demon Lord. After all, he took away the opponent's magic gourd, which is immortal Enmity cannot be resolved, only the death of one of the two can end it!

Unexpectedly, he ran into the opponent here. Fortunately, although he didn't know how Huanxi Mozun knew that he had killed Chen Zhong and robbed Huanxi Mozun, he was sure that the other party did not have the ability to view the attribute panel. Demon King Huanxi would not discover his existence if he showed his feet.

Not all monks can't recognize the Demon Lord Huanxi. For example, Wan Long and Yu Jian recognized it immediately, because it was not the first time for them to see the Demon Lord Huanxi. He had paid tribute to the Huanxi Demon Sect, and Wanlong had seen Huanxi Demon Zun during those few tributes.

"Why is the Huanxi Demon Lord here? Could it be that there is an inner ghost in the Ghost Refining Sect?"

Yu Jian's expression suddenly became unstable, Wan Long gave him a wink, and the two retreated to the shadow, ready to see the situation.

"Hahaha! Little Huanxi, why are you here too?"

A loud laugh came from the air in vain, and a figure came through the air and landed directly on the divine light image. Seeing this, everyone took a breath in their hearts, did they fly in the dangerous place? This guy is really confident, he is not afraid of not entering the forbidden area, right?

The eyes in the void became even more terrified, as if seeing a terrible scene.

Little Joy?

"This guy calls Huanxi Mozun Xiao Huanxi?"

Ning Qi glanced at him. The person who came was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy who looked cynical, but Ning Qi had a sense of familiarity with his eyes, as if he had seen him several times...

"So it was him..."