Chapter 4387

Seeing that Li Xianyu reported his family name, they didn't intend to go in directly, so they looked at each other and reported their backgrounds. Of course, except for the Nascent Soul present who was qualified to report their backgrounds, those Jindan could only keep silent, they were not qualified In front of the strong Nascent Soul, report your background.

"So, it seems that all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the Mountain Sea Region are here, except for the one from Yunqi Academy?"

Ning Qi laughed.

"Let's put it that way."

Feng Wu nodded lightly, and then said: "We have already reported our origins, and it is your turn."

"The Lord of the Qin and Tang Temples, Ning Beixuan."

Ning Qi smiled.

View of Qin and Tang Dynasties?

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and glanced at the plaque. Isn't it the Qin and Tang Temple written here?

Yuan Ying frowned slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "We asked you about your origin, and you are so perfunctory? This place is clearly the former site of the Bone Temple. If you occupy this place, this place will become yours?"

"White Bone Temple? You can't even see a single white bone here. How can it be called the White Bone Temple? Before I came here, there was nothing here. Don't you think there is any chance for this place to stay, and you want to visit today?"

Ning Qi laughed.

When everyone heard the words, their expressions were slightly startled, and then they stared at Ning Qi with strange expressions. The other party said this, which proved from the side that this view may no longer have the opportunities they thought before.

Even if there is a chance, it has already fallen into the opponent's pocket.

"Ning Beixuan, let's get straight to the point. The disciple of Xuantianmen found the jade slips left by the Temple of the Bone, which shows that this place is the former site of the Temple of the Bone.

The Bone Temple is our sect in the Mountain and Sea Region, and you are not a monk in the Mountain and Sea Region, so you are not qualified to monopolize this place. What have you got from the Bone Temple, and let me take a look. "

Feng Wu said coldly.

"If I don't get anything, I'm afraid you won't believe it. After all, you have to fight."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Just fight once, I don't plan to talk nonsense with you."

A Nascent Soul snorted coldly, and the breath in his body swept up like a sword piercing the sky.

If there is one, there are two.

The Nascent Soul present burst out of breath one after another, Li Xianyu hesitated for a moment, and also revealed his cultivation in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, his breath was the thickest among the crowd.

At this moment, even Da Gouzi and others who were practicing in Guannei sensed something was wrong, and ran out quickly. As soon as they came out, they saw so many monks standing in front of Qintang Temple, and the aura of each of them was very terrifying to them. It will feel better only when standing behind Ning Qi.

When Li Xianyu and others saw Da Gouzi and them, they were startled. After all, they and Ning Qi looked similar in age, and they thought they were another Nascent Soul, but they realized that the aura of Da Gouzi and others was just During the Qi refining period, there was only one older woman who was at the peak of Qi refining.

There was a trace of solemnity in Li's eyes, she could tell that this group of guys did not come here with kindness.

Before Li Xianyu and the others breathed a sigh of relief, a breath ten times stronger than them rose from Ning Qi's body, and in an instant, this breath enveloped Li Xianyu and the others.

Compared with Ning Qi's breath, their breath is like a wooden sword meeting a big sword!

"This, this, this..."

A Nascent Soul was dumbfounded, almost breathless on the spot, and subconsciously restrained his breath.

The other party's aura is really terrifying, even Nascent Soul Dzogchen doesn't have such aura, right?

They don't know that Ning Qi is a nine-color Nascent Soul, which is different from others at the same level. The aura in his body will be more than ten times that of the same level of Nascent Soul Dzogchen!

"Deification?"

Everyone looked at each other, their faces gradually became a little embarrassed, Li Xianyu withdrew his breath on the spot, Feng Wu and others saw this, also withdrew their breath one after another, and remained silent.

"I don't know that senior is a strong man who transforms gods. I have offended you just now. Please forgive me, senior."

Li Xianyu clasped her fists solemnly and said.

"Copy a copy of each of your exercises, and I can forgive you."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

The master of Xuantianmen's expression became extremely strange, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Ning Qi at all.

Didn't his disciple Ling Han leave safely after copying a copy of the exercises last time?

But he didn't expect that if he came with such a large group of Nascent Soul powers this time, he would most likely end up in the same fate as Ling Han last time.

He doesn't care about Xuantianmen, but Li Xianyu and others...

A chill rose from the soles of his feet and went straight to his celestial cap.

He was the one who informed these big shots of the news this time. If these big shots have to copy the exercises to survive, then afterward, his Xuantian Sect will definitely be liquidated!

Thinking of this, the head of Xuantianmen suddenly regretted it.

"I should have thought a long time ago that if he dared to let Ling Han and others come back, he would be absolutely sure. Could it be that he did all of this on purpose..."

"Cultivation method... Senior, you are joking, the inheritance of the cultivation method is related to the rise and fall of the sect, how can it be so childish..."

A forced smile appeared on Li Xianyu's face.

Feng Wu and the others looked very dignified.

"The rise and fall of the sect, or your life and death, which one is more important."

Ning Qi smiled, "Don't answer me so quickly, I can give you ten breaths of time to think about it."

Li Xianyu's expression gradually froze.

One breath of time, two breaths pass.

Suddenly, a Nascent Soul cultivator broke through the air and said sharply:

"Even if it is a transformation god, there is no reason to snatch our inheritance!"

But what followed was an incomparably majestic aura.

Before everyone could react, the Nascent Soul cultivator was directly blasted into scum by the aura.

The aftermath of terror swept away in all directions.

From Huangshi Village, a strong storm could be felt from the mountains, and everyone almost couldn't open their eyes.

"The monk's battle has already begun."

The head of Huangshi Village muttered to himself with a solemn expression.

Before the Qin Tang Temple, the monks including Li Xianyu and others were all silent.

Ling Han was so frightened that he was about to bury his head in the ground, he didn't dare to look at Ning Qi at all.

"The ten breath time has come, what are you thinking about?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"I am willing to copy the exercises."

Li Xianyu clasped her fists and said.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded with ugly faces.

"Mr. Li, go get a pen and paper."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"My Lord, we may not have so many pens and paper here..."

A look of hesitation appeared on Li's face.

"Oh, that's okay, they are all gods and adults, so they should have their own preparations."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

After a dozen or so breaths, a special scene appeared in front of the Qintang Temple. Countless monks sat cross-legged and splashed ink.