Chapter 1754: Qizong Valley

After Yan Ri and Shame Moon were killed by Ning Qi on the spot, the monks at the scene were basically still in shock. When Zhang Qinghua stepped forward to ask Ning Qi whether to accept the villagers in the future, they reacted and looked at them with great anticipation. Ninch.

The group of guys who were at the front of the line before even brazenly inserted themselves back into the line. Seeing this, the other monks could only secretly scold these guys for being shameless, but because Ning Qi was present, they did not dare to quarrel.

"This group of guys? It's hard to become a master if you are timid."

Ning Qi glanced at the crowd lightly, then shook his head, "There are only so many people in Yunqi Village for now, you remember their aura, even if Yunqi Village recruits villagers again in the future, don't want them."

"yes!"

Zhang Qinghua nodded with a smile, and then glanced at the tens of thousands of monks present. For her, it was very easy to remember the breath of these monks.

"this……"

The faces of those monks changed slightly, and they were a little embarrassed. The few people who almost entered Yunqi Village felt extremely regretful. Ning Qi suppressed and killed Yan Ri and Shame Moon with an overwhelming advantage, which has proved his fighting spirit. Strength, I am afraid that there will be almost no opponents in the realm of death.

If you can enter the village established by such an existence, and go out to report your name in the future, you can basically walk sideways. Who would dare to offend? Just like the monks of the seven major sects before, that's it!

"I'll go to Qizong Valley and let these guys disperse."

Ning Qi explained to Zhang Qinghua, and the figure disappeared in place.

"Did you hear that? Are you still here?"

Zhang Qinghua's eyes became colder, and she glanced lightly at all the monks present.

"yes……"

Whether he wanted to or not, Ning Qi spoke up in person, how dare they stay here, turned and left dejectedly, secretly regretting in their hearts!

………

The delisting of Yan Ri and Shame Moon caused an uproar in the desperate situation of death. Whether it was a low-level monk or a high-level monk who had contact with these two people, they were all speculating in their hearts what happened to them. A few monks deduced from the side that this matter was related to Ning Beixuan, who ranked ninth in the combat power list. When they came to such a conclusion, those monks were shocked by themselves.

To successively remove the three masters of Sakyamuni Samsara, Yan Ri, and Shame Moon, what level of combat power should one have to possess such means?

The biggest impact of this incident was Huanxi Demon Sect.

At this moment in the Qizong Valley, the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect are basically gathered in one hall. Originally, apart from the Yanri and Shame Moon, the Huanxi Demon Sect also has seven Creators of the Seven Tribulations in the Territory of Death, but Mo Dong and Qiu Zhan Already dead, there are only five Creators of the Seven Tribulations left, and two of them are retreating outside, unable to return for the time being. In the hall, the only three remaining Creators of the Seven Tribulations are all in charge.

More than a dozen Creators of the Six Kalpas sat on both sides of the main hall, and the Creators of the Fourth and Fifth Kalpas stood behind them. They looked like hundreds of people. Creators below the Fourth Kalpa were not qualified to participate in this meeting. It all fell on the three Creators of Seven Tribulations.

"Ahem..."

With a clear cough, one of the Creators of the Seven Tribulations glanced at the other two lightly, and then slowly said: "You should have seen the changes in the combat power list this time, right?"

"Elder Ouyang, the two patriarchs Yanri and Shameyue have been removed from the combat power list. Did the other six sects attack us?"

A Creator of the Six Tribulations frowned.

He had been in seclusion before, and after such a big incident happened this time, he was called out of the cave, and there were many things that he hadn't figured out yet.

"The one who made the move was not the six sects, but Ning Beixuan."

Ouyang Xiu said lightly.

"Ning Beixuan?"

"Who is this person?"

There was a trace of doubt in many people's eyes, but more people's faces were very ugly, because they had a little understanding of Ning Qi's origin since the first time Ning Qi became the ninth existence in the combat power list. Understand, people who don't know Ning Qi's origin are nothing more than that they have been retreating during this period of time and don't care about world affairs.

"He is a wanted criminal of our Huanxi Demon Sect for stealing the Huanxi Demon Gourd."

Ouyang Xiu said lightly.

"hiss……"

Some monks gasped and stole the magic gourd of joy? How dare you be so bold? It's just that such a wanted criminal, why did he appear in the desperate situation of death? And from Ouyang Xiu's words, they guessed that Yan Ri and Shame Moon's removal from the combat power list had something to do with Ning Beixuan.

Is this person's cultivation really so terrifying?

"Elder Ouyang, I don't know whether the two patriarchs are dead or alive right now?"

A Creator of the Six Tribulations asked.

"Temporarily unknown."

Ouyang Xiu shook his head slowly.

"I'm so happy with the Demon Sect. How can we let people pee on our heads? This Ning Beixuan, no matter how strong he is, is nothing more than the Creator of the Eight Tribulations. The seven sects are united in the desperate situation of death. Could it be that those elders Isn't Zu going to help out?"

"That's right! Three elders, why don't I wait for Qiqi to invite those ancestors to come forward and suppress this son Ning Beixuan together!"

The monks in the temple were furious.

"quiet!"

Ouyang Xiu frowned slightly, then exchanged glances with the other two old men, whispered to each other, and finally said: "For this matter, someone must go back to send a message. I wonder who is willing to go back?"

"this……"

Everyone looked at each other, slightly hesitant.

From the Huanxi Demon Sect to the desperate situation of death, not only did it take a lot of time, but it was also very dangerous, and he might have died halfway.

The most important thing is that the big gambling battle of the three great desperation is about to start. If you go back at this time, you will definitely not be able to catch up. Regardless of whether you win or lose, after each big gambling battle, the monks of the seven major sects will have a chance to practice under the god stone of the desperate situation Well, this opportunity can at least save them ten thousand years of penance. If you miss this opportunity, you don’t know how long you will have to wait next time.

"No one wants to go? Then I will choose someone."

Ouyang Xiu sneered, and casually pointed to the Creators of the Four Tribulations, "You guys go back."

"yes……"

The creators of the four kalpas turned and left the hall with stinky faces as if they had eaten shit.

"The rest of the people are all with me. The seven major sects are united. If this kind of thing happens, it is always bad for other sects to ignore it."

Ouyang Xiu sneered and stood up.

Under his leadership, the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect flew towards the six major sects in a mighty manner, and each sect circled around, but they only got one promise, as long as they stayed in Qizong Valley for a good life and did not provoke Ning Beixuan, the six major sects are responsible for their safety. As for taking the initiative to settle accounts with Ning Beixuan? Don't even think about it.

"What a bunch of cowardly old guys."

Ouyang Xiu cursed in his heart, and led everyone to fall in the center of Qizong Valley. This is a market place. Besides the monks from the seven major sects, there are also many foreign monks gathered here. When they saw Ouyang Xiu and others, they hurriedly hid in the old Far, dare not step forward to touch its bad luck.

"Go, collect all the pills that are being sold here, and for a while, Huanxi Demon Sect will close the mountain for retreat."

Ouyang Xiu snorted coldly.

Just at this moment, a figure came over.

"Excuse me, is this the Qizong Valley? Where is the Huanxi Demon Sect?"