Chapter 2234 Do You Want to Show some Face?

"Wow woof!"

The black dog barked a few more times and glanced in the direction of the blood demon patriarch. The body of the blood demon patriarch suddenly tensed up, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"Why does it look at me? I didn't offend it!"

The blood demon patriarch was a little shocked.

Ning Qi looked at the black dog, then at the blood demon ancestor, with a smile in his eyes, nodded to the black dog, and walked towards the blood demon ancestor. The black dog followed closely behind, and kept circling around Ning Qi's feet, just like an ordinary domestic puppy. It was completely impossible to see what kind of power level it was, but all the monks present knew that the black dog absolutely It's not as simple as it seems on the surface. Perhaps this tame look is just in front of Ning Qi.

manifested before.

"I'm afraid this palace has something to do with this immortal, otherwise how could the black dog look like he knew him?"

The Sovereign of Dream Demon Dao thought with a solemn expression.

The girls of Liuli Villa also looked at Ning Qi and the black dog beside him curiously.

"Master, I, I haven't offended it..."

The blood demon patriarch smiled wryly.

"Master? Do you also accept this kind of role?"

The Third Prince Ming was stunned for a moment, a little dissatisfied.

"Then you will do what he does from now on."

Ning Qi laughed.

Hearing the words, the Third Prince Ming sneered, and looked at the blood demon patriarch: "Follow Boss Beixuan, you must be well-behaved and sensible in the future, or else I will beat you if Boss Beixuan doesn't hit you, understand?"

A terrifying aura emanated from Third Prince Ming, and directly pressed towards the blood demon ancestor. His feet softened, and he almost fell to his knees. He nodded quickly: "Got it..."

This scene was watched by the righteous and evil monks, and the eyes they looked at the blood demon ancestor became very strange.

"Master, I..."

Seeing the black dog staring at him, the blood demon patriarch almost had a nervous breakdown under the double pressure.

Ning Qi glanced at him, stretched out his hand to lift Zhang Zicheng from his hand, the blood demon patriarch was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the black dog was not looking at him, but at Zhang Zicheng in his hand!

The blood demon patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time was a little curious, what would Zhang Zicheng have to do with this black dog? Speaking of which, he also admired Zhang Zicheng's strength. When the blood demon ancestor was a Mahayana monk, his combat power was definitely not as good as Zhang Zicheng's.

"You, what are you going to do!"

Zhang Zicheng looked at Ning Qi in horror.

"Give back what doesn't belong to you."

Ning Qi smiled and reached out to remove the iron ring from Zhang Zicheng's neck, and then threw it at the black dog. The black dog stretched its head, and the iron ring immediately fell on the black dog's neck. At this moment, everyone found that the black dog's breath became very Vast as the sea, much stronger than just now!

"This is……"

There was a hint of shock in the eyes of the Third Prince Ming. He is a Hades snake, and he is not a human race, so he is more sensitive to the breath of the black dog. He found that after the black dog wore this collar, it faintly brought him a terrible pressure. It was scarier than facing his father!

"Could it be a demon-level monster? How could it be..."

Third Prince Ming couldn't believe it.

Without the iron ring, Zhang Zicheng's aura has dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye. The Mahayana stage, the tribulation stage, the fusion stage, the transformation stage, the Nascent Soul stage, the Jindan stage... Even his original cultivation realm can't be maintained, short-lived. In just a few breaths, his cultivation base fell to the early stage of Jindan, and there were many gray hairs on his temples, and he looked much older. Zhang Zicheng felt the changes in his body in horror, and a hint of madness suddenly appeared in his eyes. reach out to black

The dog grabbed it: "Give it back to me! Give it back to me!"

"Even grabbing the dog's collar, do you want to show some face?"

Ning Qi laughed.

A puppy collar?

Everyone looked at Zhang Zicheng with weird expressions. Could it be that he had the terrifying strength just because he wore the collar that belonged to this black dog?

The Sect Master of Dream Demon Dao and others became very shocked. A mere collar can raise an ordinary monk to a level that even they can't deal with it together. Then the original owner of this collar... Black Dog, its strength should be stronger To what extent?

"So that's it... Let me just say, Zhang Zicheng is clearly a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, how could he suddenly become a monk at the Mahayana stage? I thought he had been hiding his identity all along. It turned out that he had borrowed external forces. He seemed to have been there before. That palace, the collar was also taken out of the palace, right?" "I think this collar is an immortal artifact, which can forcibly elevate a Nascent Soul cultivator to the Mahayana stage. There is no other explanation other than an immortal artifact! But the price seems to be It's also very big, Zhang Zicheng's cultivation base has fallen to the early stage of Jindan, whether he can recover to the Nascent Soul stage in this life, I'm afraid it's a question

Question..."

The voices of low-pitched discussions poured into Zhang Zicheng's ears like magic sounds piercing his ears. He glanced around frantically, and saw the two Nascent Soul stage monks who had befriended him before, and they were looking at each other with pity. Looking at him, there seemed to be a hint of gloating in the depths of his eyes? Zhang Zicheng ignored the two, but looked at Fairy Liuli. There was nothing special in Fairy Liuli's eyes, but because there was nothing special in her eyes, she looked calm, with no joy or anger in it, which made Zhang Zicheng feel extremely humiliated. Finally, he sent out A series of wild laughter, like crazy,

dancing.

"This kid is crazy."

Ning Qi shook his head, and when he threw it away, Zhang Zicheng released his flying sword, walked with the sword, and galloped away into the distance, leaving behind a string of wild laughter.

Seeing this, the two Nascent Soul cultivators who were brought here by Zhang Zicheng hesitated for a moment, bowed their hands to the seniors around them, and chased after Zhang Zicheng with their heads lowered.

"Wow woof!"

The black dog got the collar, and his spirit became better. He opened his mouth and bit Ning Qi's trousers, and dragged towards the palace.

"I'll go by myself."

Ning Qi said quickly.

This bite made him feel that the power of the black dog is much greater than him. As for how much, Ning Qi has no idea, but even though the black dog is stronger than him, Ning Qi can clearly feel it. There is no hostility in my heart, but I am very close to myself!

"Could it be the dog I raised in my previous life?"

Curiosity rose in Ning Qi's heart, and he followed the black dog and flew towards the palace. The rest of the people stood still and watched the scene, not daring to follow, nor daring to leave without authorization.

"This, I don't know how to call this person?"

Seeing Ning Qi and the black dog entering the dilapidated palace, the blood demon patriarch sneered and looked at the third prince Ming.

"Call me grandpa!"

Third Prince Ming said lightly.

The blood demon patriarch was stunned for a moment, and then obediently shouted: "Grandpa, prince!"

"Well, children can be taught."

Third Prince Ming was startled, with a satisfied smile on his face. Seeing this scene, the orthodox monk secretly despised the blood demon patriarch in his heart, but the demonic monk looked at the blood demon patriarch with a hint of admiration in his eyes. Everyone must be strong, this is a very good character for a monk of the magic way!