Chapter 4474 Let Them Go

"Do you know the Blood Ghost Sect? This is a sect of the Immortal Dao camp. It just rose a few years ago, and there are six powerful people in its sect to suppress it.

This canyon is controlled by the blood ghost gate, and they have a way to improve their cultivation, which is the blood of various monks. "

Leng Shaolong said with a faint smile: "This canyon is controlled by the blood ghost sect. If you want to absorb the source quality here, you must first donate some blood to them. The rules are like this, and we have nothing to do."

"You want us to contribute blood? How about you?"

Zhou Yudao frowned.

"You two have just arrived here, without us, you would not be able to reach this place, let alone know the existence of this place.

Take this as your reward for us. "

Leng Shaolong smiled.

"If you don't give this reward, what will happen?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Three Realms Mountain is very chaotic. It doesn't mean that if you are in the same camp, you won't fight each other. Here, if I kill you, no one will care."

Leng Shaolong smiled.

His threat was already obvious.

Zhou Yudao subconsciously hid behind Ning Qi, wondering and uncertain.

Do you really want to give blood?

If you give it, how much will you give?

If Leng Shaolong brought them here on purpose, hoping to use their blood essence to buy Leng Shaolong and the others a ticket to enter the canyon, then the amount of this blood essence would certainly not be too small.

"That is to say, if I kill you, no one will care about it?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"You? You have just ascended, why are you here to kill..."

The corners of Leng Shaolong's mouth rose slightly.

It's just that before he finished speaking, his eyes became extremely astonished, and a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows.

Not only him, but several others as well.

Life passed quickly from them, and the next moment, a wave of source quality poured into Ning Qi's body.

"It seems that in this world, promotion is really not difficult."

Ning Qi felt that his cultivation was constantly improving, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Ning, I did not miscalculate! Your trip is really popular!"

Zhou Yudao's eyes glowed.

People around saw this scene, but they just took a look and entered the canyon.

Just as Leng Shaolong said, no one here will pay attention to fights that have nothing to do with him.

"Let's go and see how much benefit this place can bring us."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the blood essence from Leng Shaolong and the others burst out immediately, and was continuously compressed in his palm, turning into a blood cell.

………

After giving the blood essence tickets, Ning Qi and Zhou Yudao went to the depths of the canyon smoothly.

Many people sat cross-legged here, practicing exercises, and countless sources gathered from all directions and poured into their bodies.

For them, there is no need to fight to practice here, there is no danger to their lives, and they can get enough source quality, so they are willing to pay some price to enter here.

The flame essence left by the ninth-level powerhouse is already enough source quality for ordinary monks.

If only the first to third ranks of the ancient gods practiced here, they might not be able to exhaust the energy of this place even if they absorbed it for thousands of years.

"Let's just sit here."

Zhou Yudao found an area with relatively few people, wiped the ground clean with his sleeve, and smiled courteously at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi nodded with a smile, and sat down cross-legged.

He wanted to try to see if absorbing the essence in this way could kill people faster, if not, he would definitely choose the latter.

Soon, Ning Qi entered a state of meditation.

The flame energy from all directions frantically condensed towards Ning Qi, and even formed a vortex above Ning Qi's head.

It rushed into Ning Qi's body like crazy.

Zhou Yudao planned to cultivate, but he didn't absorb any source quality for a long time, so he couldn't help but open his eyes and take a look.

Seeing this, she stared blankly at herself.

How is this going?

Zhou Yudao looked at Ning Qi dumbfounded.

Above Ning Qi's head, there seemed to be a long pillar of condensed energy, which was continuously pouring into Ning Qi's body.

The rest of the monks in the depths of the canyon stood up one by one, and looked towards Ning Qi, with a hint of surprise, anger, and doubt in their eyes.

"What's going on? What kind of kung fu is this kid practicing? How did he absorb the essence of the flames?"

"Damn it, he practiced like this, what are we practicing? We paid for the tickets! I also spent a lot of blood!"

"We can't let him practice like this!"

"Who is going to stop him?"

"let's go together."

The monks around communicated to each other, and then walked slowly toward Ning Qi with a tacit understanding. Their eyes were full of fear. They could have such a vision of cultivation, and they could be sure that Ning Qi's methods were unusual.

But there are so many of them, there is no need to be too afraid.

"Everyone, this is a misunderstanding."

Zhou Yudao hastily said.

"Misunderstanding? He has monopolized the resources here. Is this also called a misunderstanding? Wake him up quickly, we need an explanation!"

Someone said in a low voice.

"Let me try……"

Zhou Yudao looked at Ning Qi with a strange expression: "Brother Ning..."

"Let them all go."

Ning Qi didn't open his eyes, and said lightly in his mouth.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.