Chapter 199: Tier 5 Little White Horse

Duan Juntian's face was extremely ugly, and he punched the ground angrily: "I will definitely avenge this revenge! I will definitely avenge it!"

At this time, Duan Junhong and Duan Jundi woke up slowly, not knowing what happened.

It was Duan Ruhui who explained the matter in a simple way, and the faces of the two of them turned ashen immediately: "Damn it, such a magical weapon has not been obtained!"

"He has that knife on his body, we are not his opponents, but if we report this news to the elders of the clan, we should also get a lot of rewards."

Duan Junhong suggested.

"That's the only way..."

Duan Ruhui sighed.

………

Murong Wudi returned to Tianxiao Town in a panic. When he came to Jiaye Hall, he saw a slender woman standing in his room.

Murong Wudi was startled, and hurriedly said: "Master Qianmian, why did you come here in person? If Qinglan Sect finds out, I'm afraid it will be bad..."

The woman, who was the real person with thousands of faces in Murong Wudi's mouth, turned her head slightly, her face was ordinary, she looked like an ordinary farm girl.

"I found that fourteen of the blood soul bottles in my hand were broken. If I don't come here in person, the subordinates I handed over to you will be wiped out? Tell me, what happened."

Murong Wudi's face was a bit ugly, and he said in a low voice: "There is an underground palace in the Ice Demon Cave, which contains the inheritance of the ancient ice dragon. As soon as I got the news, I rushed over with the secret team..."

"Then who did you meet? Why did all the members of the dark team die?"

The real person with thousands of faces snorted coldly and said.

"It's a peak fighting spirit..."

Murong Wudi himself felt that it would be embarrassing to say this, but he dared not lie in front of Qianmian Zhenren.

Then he explained what had happened in detail, and said unwillingly: "If it wasn't for that fighting weapon, I would have killed that kid with one blow!"

"Peak Fighting Spirit has accepted the weapon inherited from the ancient ice dragon... As far as I know, that ancient ice dragon should have been an eighth-order giant dragon, equivalent to a Dou Zun! Mid-tier and above..."

Qianmian Zhenren whispered to himself.

The next moment, before Murong Wudi could react, she had already disappeared into the room. This kind of escapism was many times stronger than Hattori Hanzo's half-baked ground fire escapism.

Murong Wudi breathed a sigh of relief.

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"Hundred-headed demon king Qiu Wanli was beheaded by someone with a single blow. The one who beheaded him was a peak fighting spirit, holding a heaven-ranked weapon inherited from an ancient ice dragon!"

Such similar news, like the plague, spread rapidly, and within a short time, it had already reached the ears of the Blood Slaughter Sect.

Blood Killing Sect.

Sovereign Hall.

Because the blood-killing demon ancestor has been in seclusion all year round, there are three elders of the peak Douhuang level in charge of the big and small matters of the blood-killing sect. One is in charge of the killer hall, one is in charge of the clan's treasure house, and the other is in charge of the spies lurking in various places.

Below them, there are more than 20 elders of various Star Fighting Emperor levels, who are responsible for making decisions, judging, and managing some small matters.

Each of these three great elders is an old monster over 200 years old, a powerhouse who has entered the first level of the life and death gateway, and they rarely gather together on weekdays.

But after the Blood Slaughter Sect got the news that Qiu Wanli had been beheaded, the three of them all had extremely ugly faces, and they all came to the Sect Master's Hall at the same time.

"Three Great Elders, the killing of Qiu Wanli has been widely circulated. Some people say that it was because the ancestor went mad and our blood-killing sect went downhill. This kind of thing happened. If this matter is not handled properly, I'm afraid that those people who raise my reputation as the blood-killing sect will disregard us less and less, and the business will become more and more bleak."

A Nine Star Dou Huang approached the three of them respectfully.

Apart from him, there are more than ten other Star Fighting Emperors, as long as they are still in the blood killing sect, they have all come to the suzerain hall at this moment.

After the three elders exchanged in low voices, one of them snorted coldly and said, "Sword Wuxue, find out the identity of this son, and punish the Nine Clans."

"yes!"

"In addition, bring back his fighting weapon, and don't let others take the lead. The inheritance of the ancient ice dragon may help us break through the threshold of life and death."

"The subordinate understands that he will definitely bring back his head and the bucket."

"Since even Qiu Wanli is no match for him, and Murong Wudi, the master of the Kasyapa Hall, was repelled by him, don't send assassins below the Douwang. You should go to this matter yourself."

After the three elders made a decision, the nine-star Douhuang Jian Wuxue, with five six-star Douhuangs, flew away from the Blood Killing Sect and headed towards the Luoxue Mountain Range.

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"The purple electric bird's metamorphosis progress is 76 percent."

"Ding! Congratulations to the flame horse transformation!"

Ning Qi was roasting a wild game by the side of a huge river that was hundreds of feet wide and endlessly long. When he was halfway through eating, the system sent good news.

He immediately released the little white horse. As soon as the little white horse appeared, it neighed happily and ran around a few times at a very fast speed before coming to Ning Qi and licking his cheek with his tongue. .

At this time, the little white horse was already a fifth-level low-level monster, and the flames on its body were even more dazzling. Ning Qi put his palm on it, and it felt warm, but he took a branch and put it on it, and it burned immediately. From the ashes, it can be seen that the flame on its body is no longer a common fire, but a strange fire!

"Haha, I didn't expect you to become the King of Fighting earlier than me."

Ning Qi patted his head with a smile, grabbed a handful of nourishing elixir and fed it into its mouth.

While chewing, the little white horse looked at Ning Qi with flattering eyes.

At this time, Xiao Jin climbed up to Ning Qi's shoulders, squeaked a few times, and Ning Qi casually threw it a nourishing pill, and Xiao Jin gnawed wildly while holding it.

"You are so small, why are you so unbelievable, you have eaten so many nourishing pills, and I don't see how powerful you are."

Ning Qi was at a loss.

Xiao Jin Zhizhi refuted a few words and rolled his eyes, obviously a little unhappy.

"Say you're not happy."

Ning Qi stretched out his hand angrily and flicked its little head.

"Brother, did you see a group of bandits running past here, they captured my sister!"

Suddenly, a figure stumbled towards Ning Qi. He was covered in scars. He had obviously experienced a great battle.

Ning Qi glanced at his attributes.

Qing Yunzong: Yang Zhiwen.

Rank: Three Star Fighter.

Cultivation method: Huang-rank middle-grade 'Condensing Qi Jue'.

Martial skill: Huang rank mid-grade 'Crazy Demon Fist'.

Health: 330.

This kind of blood volume is simply weak, and Ning Qi can kill him with one finger.

And his kung fu skills are extremely low grade. This Qingyun sect should be the kind of small sect that has been in decline for a long time, and it doesn't even have profound kung fu skills.