Chapter 1705: The Snake Has No Life

Hearing Hu Chengzi's words, the innkeeper immediately wanted to cry, but the aura of nearly a hundred monks in the wasteland outside was faintly visible, and he really wanted to serve a bowl of snake soup. Everyone is flat!

"Eldest brother, isn't this the camp of the human race? How dare those snake demons dare to be presumptuous here? Could it be that no senior human race has stepped forward?"

You Feng asked through sound transmission with some doubts.

"Where did the seniors of the human race come from? The monks who came to this place all wanted to enter the desperate situation of death. These camps only appeared after a long time. Everyone is a rebellious generation. No one obeys anyone, and no one can manage this place. Cultivator, this time only a hundred or so snake demons came, so naturally no one stood up, if thousands of them came, maybe there would be a fierce battle between the two camps, now, we can just watch the show."

The Creator of the Four Tribulations of the Heart Demon Sect said faintly through sound transmission.

The rest of the people looked at each other, the Creator of the Four Tribulations of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sect waved to Xiao Er, and called him to serve the food. Xiao Er glanced at the boss, who could only nod with a wry smile.

Outside the inn.

Hundreds of snake monsters have surrounded this place, even a fly cannot fly out. The human monks not far away watched this scene silently. This kind of thing is very common to them. Some guys who don't know the depth , accidentally killed a snake demon, and then the snake demon came together to take revenge, which happened almost every few years.

"The person who offended the snake demon this time is another rookie."

"I heard that he offended Li Han first. Hey, that guy's body is still there. There are countless monks who died under this guy's hands, right? Every year he beats a few of them, and this time he finally kicked him." When it comes to Iron Plate, the dignified human cultivator is willing to be driven by the demon clan, he really deserves it!"

"Hehe, it's true. If he obediently finds a place to retreat and practice, how can he ruin his tens of thousands of years of penance? It's really not worth it."

The eyes of hundreds of snake demons, after sweeping across the inn, fell on the snake demon at the front. Although this snake demon was in human form, it was as tall as two feet, with a snake head and a human body, and his snake head was different from other snake demons. The black snake's head was covered with dense scales, and each scale exuded a trace of blood. The most conspicuous thing was that from his forehead to his nose, there was a very red line of blood! Much brighter than scales!

Bloody Clan!

The royal family that rules the bloody wilderness!

The monk of the blood scorpion clan coldly glanced at the corpse at the door of the inn, his eyes seemed to be through the wall, and he met Ning Qi directly. After a long silence, he slowly said: "Who killed my blood scorpion?" Cultivators in the wasteland, please come out on your own, today I am a snake and will not implicate innocent people!"

"The snake has no life? It turned out to be him? The arrogance of the Xuebu family who turned out to be born?"

"Brother, is he famous?"

"It's more than famous! When Snake Wuming was just born, his blood was extremely thin, and he was almost executed on the spot. Later, he was rescued by the third elder of the Xuecheng clan. As a result, in less than ten years, he showed an extremely terrifying appearance. He has become the Creator of the Five Tribulations in a mere three thousand years so far. Unexpectedly, this time, Snake Wuming also came here. Is he planning to enter the desperate situation of death and break through the bottleneck of true immortals and immortal kings? ?”

"Three thousand years! The Creator of the Five Tribulations?"

Everyone looked at Snake Wuming's eyes, and suddenly there was a huge change, some were shocked, some were jealous, some were envious, and even a little bit of admiration!

Some of the monks in the inn knew the origin of the snake's lifelessness, and quickly transmitted their voices to others. Immediately, there was a hint of panic on their faces, and they all looked at Ning Qi.

"Senior, the person who came here is a snake without life, why don't you go out and have a discussion with him, don't fight!"

The innkeeper said tremblingly, with a trace of extreme fear in his tone.

Xiao Wuye and their senior brothers immediately looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes. They had heard the name of Snake Wuming before, but Xiao Wuye and the others were a little dazed. The understanding of the Nine Great Desolate Territories and the Three Desperate Realms is not much better than Ning Qi's. He knows very little, and naturally he doesn't know the origin of this being known as the first day of the bloody squid clan for millions of years, the proud snake has no life!

"Big Brother, Snake Wuming is no small matter. It is best not to offend him today. It only took him three thousand years to become the Creator of the Five Tribulations. This level of aptitude is less than that of the little witch and those in Yushui City." As far as the city lord is concerned, they are at least seven or eight times stronger! Some people said that in ten thousand years, he can become the Creator of the Nine Tribulations, and become the third Creator of the Nine Tribulations of the Blood Sea Clan!"

There was a trace of solemnity in Hu Chengzi's eyes, and he sent a voice transmission to Ning Qi.

"Three thousand years? That is to say, before I returned to Earth, he hadn't even been born yet, and his current level of practice is a kalpa higher than mine..."

Like Xiao Wuye and others, they were the creators of the Three Tribulations thousands of years ago. In the past thousands of years, they are still the creators of the Three Tribulations, but they are closer to the Fourth Tribulation. The current experience of the snake's lifelessness is even more terrifying. It only took three thousand years to break through to the Creator of the Five Kalpas.

"If you kill him, the Blood Clan will definitely fight me hard..."

After thinking about it, Ning Qi felt that he couldn't bear the siege of the two Nine Tribulation Creators, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes. This Tianjiao cannot be killed today.

"I'll give you ten breaths, if you don't come out, everyone in the inn will die!"

There was another lifeless sound of snakes outside.

Now even Xiao Wuye and the others were not calm anymore, they looked at Ning Qi one after another.

Ning Qi smiled, got up and walked out of the inn.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The innkeeper was about to go forward to clean up the table, but Hu Chengzi gave him a glaring look: "Do you think big brother will definitely die?"

"No, nothing."

The innkeeper laughed dryly.

"Then we haven't finished eating, what do you charge?"

Fox Chengzi sneered.

"Just don't charge."

The innkeeper muttered in his heart, then glanced at Ning Qi, looking at Ning Qi, as if looking at a corpse.

If you offend the snake and have no life, how can you still live?

Impossible!

Outside the inn, the snake monsters and the human monks watching nearby saw Ning Qi coming out, and their eyes focused on Ning Qi, with curiosity, pity, sympathy, and gloating in their eyes.

"It's you, the cultivator who killed my bloody wilderness?"

She Wuming looked at Ning Qi indifferently.

"Exactly."

Ning Qi smiled.

"You kill yourself."

She Wuming looked at Ning Qi coldly, and said flatly.