Chapter 4455 Chase

Leng Fan's aura is much weaker than that of the main Lingyuan Pavilion, and he is just an ordinary ancient god.

However, in the eyes of everyone, Ning Qi's aura is just a more ordinary holy master, not a respected god. If a strong god respects a god, he must be able to catch it with his hands.

Therefore, Third Young Master Leng called Leng Fan to capture him alive, and the rest of the ancient gods were basically watching.

They are also very curious.

Third Young Master Leng didn't reveal to them exactly what happened when he came to Lingyuan Pavilion this time, but the conversation between Third Young Master Leng and Mr. Yu just now made it clear to everyone.

The Leng family's ability to stand proudly in the ancient gods for so many years has a lot to do with the way of calculation. They usually calculate the future enemies first, and then eliminate them when they are still weak.

In this way, the Leng family will naturally go smoothly.

They are very curious now, such a holy master is worth dispatching by Mr. Leng himself?

You must know that the Leng family also eliminated an enemy decades ago, and that enemy's cultivation base had reached the realm of a seventh-level god. The third master Leng didn't show up, but just randomly sent an eighth-level god to fight. .

"come on."

Leng Fan laughed loudly, and stretched out his hand to grab Ning Qi.

Ning Qi made a backhand palm.

The breath tens of thousands of times stronger than the same level rushed out, instantly drowning Leng Fan, a first-level god.

He was like an ordinary person, approaching the sun and being instantly melted by the heat of the sun.

But in an instant, it turned into a dry bone and fell down.

Ning Qi also took this opportunity to escape further.

Everyone was stunned.

"Leng Fan is dead?"

"Seems to be."

"Killed by a Holy Master?"

"It's a one-shot kill. I'm afraid the strength of this holy master will be comparable to that of a second-tier god?"

"It's hard for a second-tier god to kill Leng Fan with one move..."

The Leng family powerhouses present looked at each other in blank dismay.

"It's no wonder that the third son came here on purpose. This guy, the Holy Master, can kill a first-order god. If you want him to grow up in the future, it's okay..."

There was a look of surprise in many people's eyes.

"Aren't you chasing after?"

The voice of Third Young Master Leng made everyone react, and immediately led a group of monks to chase Ning Qi.

On the battleship, Old Yu frowned slightly, Third Master Leng glanced at him, and said, "Old Yu, have you ever seen the existence of killing a god in the realm of a holy master before?"

"Never seen."

Mr. Yu thought about it carefully, and shook his head slightly, "No wonder he figured out that this son is the future enemy of the Leng family. With such methods and qualifications, if he grows up, it will be really difficult to deal with."

Speaking of this, Yu Lao's voice suddenly stopped.

There was a look of thought in his eyes, and then he said with a strange expression: "Third son, although the old man has never seen the existence of killing a god in the realm of a holy master, but the one who is fighting with the virtual god to the death, I heard that at the beginning he also The cultivation of the Holy Master has killed a god, and he is not an ordinary god..."

"You mean Death?"

Leng Fan was stunned for a moment, and the indifferent expression on his face finally flashed a touch of panic, which was an automatic reaction after hearing that name.

The god of death, the supreme god of the ancient times who rose very fast, had some gaps with the Leng family at the beginning. At that time, the Leng family had already stood proudly in the ancient god world and was the top family, but they were beaten by the god of death empty-handed. Later, it was an ancestor of the Leng family who knelt down and begged for mercy, and became a minister under his command to gain a chance of life.

That time, the Leng family was almost in a desperate situation, and the disaster of extermination had already come to the head, so he was so frightened of that person in his heart.

In the future, the Leng family will rely on arithmetic to eliminate future enemies one by one. They don't want to face such an embarrassing situation again.

"Is there any connection between this person and that person?"

Third Young Master Leng's expression could no longer be calm.

Yu Lao immediately said: "Don't panic, this is just a little Holy Master, it is impossible to have anything to do with that person, even if there is, we have found him today, we will kill him directly, and then seal it, so as not to let this matter spread Just go out."

"We went to supervise the battle in person."

Third Young Master Leng said immediately.

Countless battleships followed the order and chased after the group of ancient gods.

Ning Qi's speed is already very fast, but the ancient gods behind him are even faster. They are closing the distance between the two sides at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Boy, don't run anymore, you won't be able to escape in our hands."

"Come on, let's talk about life, I want to know why you killed Leng Fan."

The few gods chasing at the front laughed while chasing.

Their aura is much stronger than Leng Fan, even stronger than the master of Lingyuan Pavilion.

There is still about five breaths of time before they can completely catch up with Ning Qi.

Although they were joking on the surface, they were also a little surprised in their hearts.

Ning Qi's speed is too fast.

It's not like the speed of the Holy Lord at all.

This kind of speed is not an exaggeration to say that it is an ancient god!

Ning Qi crazily burned his strength, trying to go farther, and the group of ancient gods chased him. Not only was he not afraid, but he was a little relieved.

The farther the opponent is from Lingyuan Pavilion, the better, as long as it delays for a few days, Ning Haotian can be resurrected again.

About a few breaths later.

Ning Qi finally stopped his figure. Around him, there were more than a dozen ancient gods standing. Some of the ancient gods with similar cultivation bases to Leng Fan stood at the back, apparently to prevent himself from falling into the same fate as Leng Fan.