909: C909 The Soul of the Purple Sun Sword Emperor

C909 The Soul of the Purple Sun Sword Emperor

The divine soul of Purple Sun Sword Emperor.

"How is this possible..."

A trace of shock flashed across Hongmeng Venerable's eyes. He knew that Ning Qi was very strong, but his opponent was so strong that they could defeat the nine Peak Battle Sovereigns together?

Not even One Star Dou Sheng could do this!

He remembered that Ning Qi wasn't even a Battle Sovereign back then, and he was just like an ant in his eyes!

The other eight kings were also secretly shocked. At the same time, they began to heal their wounds secretly. They looked over at Ning Qi and saw that he didn't do anything else. All of them heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts.

In the Heavenly Prison, it was so quiet that even a needle could be heard. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Your master should be here by now, right?"

Ning Qi smiled and looked at the horizon. "Speak of the devil."

Who was the devil?

A trace of doubt arose in Du Du's heart. Could it be some expert from East Profound Land?

Three rays of light broke through the air, one after the other, and landed beside Hongmeng Venerable and the others.

One of them was Hongmeng Venerable's master, Ink Saint. The other two were also Purple Sun Sword Emperor's disciples, Battle Saint Level.

However, in Ning Qi's eyes, these three men were weaker than the ordinary Saints of Azure Emperor Holy Land. In his eyes, they were no different than ants.

"Who are you? Why did you hurt my disciple?"

Ink Saint looked at Ning Qi who was sitting on the golden throne with his legs crossed and said in a deep voice.

At the same time, his ears twitched slightly. He had already heard Hongmeng Venerable's voice transmission and told him about Ning Qi's background. Ink Saint's face darkened even more.

"You should know who I am by now, right? Cut the crap. All of you are no match for me. Call Xu Zhen over. Only he can stand up and play with me. "

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"Hiss..."

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

This guy wasn't even afraid of Ink Saint and the others?

"What an arrogant kid!"

The Battle Saint next to Ink Saint sneered, as if he wanted to attack, but was stopped by Ink Saint.

"Senior disciple Ink Saint, you aren't scared by him, are you?"

The Battle Saint's mouth curled into a disdainful smile.

When the other Battle Saint saw this, he didn't say anything. He had always felt that Ning Qi was a little strange, especially the throne under his butt, which made his heart palpitate.

Not to mention him, even Xu Zhen would feel his heart palpitating when he saw a king grade divine soul. This was the suppression of a divine soul, and it had nothing to do with cultivation!

"He called Master by his full name, so he obviously has something to rely on. If we attack him without permission, I'm afraid there will be an accident. I have already sent a message to Master, and he will be here soon. We will deal with him when the time comes!"

Ink Saint transmitted his voice.

"Alright!"

The Battle Saint heard what Ning Qi said and nodded with a cold smile. His eyes swept across Ning Qi without any restraint. He purposely paused for a few more breaths in a place like his neck and heart.

However, when he realized that Ning Qi was not afraid, but was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, the Battle Saint let out a cold snort. "I hope you can continue to sit when my master comes."

With the help of Ink Saint and the others, Hongmeng Venerable and the other three men's injuries had improved a little. At least they could stand up. At this moment, all of them stood behind Ink Saint and the other two men with gloomy faces. No one knew what they were thinking.

As for Tu Ba, he didn't run away. Instead, he took the opportunity to hide behind Hongmeng Venerable and the others. This would make him feel safer.

Before Purple Sun Sword Emperor came, Ning Qi's divine soul had already penetrated into the ground. After searching around, he remembered a few mines that might have the Mid Rank God Refining Stone. After that, a familiar figure broke through the air and landed beside Ink Saint.

This middle-aged man's appearance was very ordinary, but at the corner of his mouth. There seemed to be a scar that looked like a sword wound. Other than that, his hair was black and smooth, and he was taller than an ordinary person. He wore a purple robe with gold embedded at his waist. There was a sword sheath hanging from it, and it was empty inside.

"Master!"

"Martial ancestor!"

"Purple Sun Sword Emperor!"

Ink Saint, Hongmeng Venerable, and the miners bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man.

Purple Sun Sword Emperor glanced at them indifferently. When he saw the golden throne under Ning Qi's butt, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes. Finally, his gaze landed on Ning Qi.

"You are really bold. You still dare to appear here?"

The corner of Purple Sun Sword Emperor's mouth raised slightly.

"I can come and go whenever I want. Who can stop me?"

Ning Qi said with a faint smile, unwilling to be outdone.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. You are very confident. Have you forgotten how you managed to escape from me that day?"

Purple Sun Sword Emperor's eyes flashed a trace of coldness. "How about this, hand over the thing and I will spare your life today."

"I have a good suggestion."

Ning Qi smiled.

"What suggestion?"

Purple Sun Sword Emperor asked patiently.

Ink Saint and the other two were a little surprised. According to their master's temper, he should have already suppressed Ning Qi by now. What exactly was it that made even the old man afraid of Ning Qi?

Could it be...

The three of them looked at the golden throne underneath Ning Qi's butt. It was the manifestation of Ning Qi's king grade divine soul.

The three of them immediately understood why Purple Sun Sword Emperor didn't attack immediately.

"You are called Xu Zhen, right? Tell me about the grudge between you and my Cloud Rising Sect, and satisfy my curiosity. Perhaps I can let you go today, and let go of the grudge between you and me."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

When he heard the name 'Cloud Rising Sect', Purple Sun Sword Emperor's body was immediately filled with a faint killing intent. He looked at Ning Qi coldly and said, "Since you want to know so much, I can tell you. However... You have to let me see if you have the right to do so."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hundred zhang long purple sword suddenly condensed behind his back.

"You condensed a ninth-grade divine soul to the limit?"1

A trace of surprise flashed across Ning Qi's eyes, and then he came to a realization. Heavenly Pig Venerable had once said that Purple Sun Sword Emperor had suddenly broken through to the Battle Monarch. It was very likely that he had discovered the magical effect of the Heavenly Spirit Crystal, as the Heavenly Prison was constantly supplying him with Heavenly Spirit Crystals. It wasn't surprising that ___ could refine his divine soul to the limit.

"Grade nine soul?"

A trace of suspicion flashed across Purple Sun Sword Emperor's eyes. "You know about divine souls too? There are even ranks of products?"

"The grade of divine souls is not something that I can differentiate. It's just that you are ignorant and ill-informed."

Ning Qi smiled.

Purple Sun Sword Emperor originally planned to test it out, but now he was not in a hurry. He said lightly, "What is the total grade of the divine soul?"

"The ninth grade of the divine soul is the lowest, and the first grade is the strongest. However, above the first grade, there is still the king grade. You don't need to know the grade above the king grade, because you will never be able to reach this realm in your lifetime."

Ning Qi said with a faint smile.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this. There was such a saying?

Ink Saint and the other two looked at each other, and a slight change occurred in their hearts. Because from the beginning until the end, their master, Purple Sun Sword Emperor, had never told them that he wanted to condense a divine soul!

Purple Sun Sword Emperor's eyes revealed a trace of coldness. "Looks like you also have a divine soul. May I know what grade your divine soul is?"

"Me? King Grade."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

King class?

Purple Sun Sword Emperor was stunned. He thought that Ning Qi would at most be a grade higher than him, but Ning Qi actually said that he was a king grade divine soul?

Wouldn't that mean that he was left behind by him by eighteen streets?

Impossible!

Purple Sun Sword Emperor's face revealed a trace of coldness. "Since that's the case, I'll compete with you in terms of divine soul!"

He did not believe that Ning Qi's divine soul would be stronger than his. He had been cultivating his divine soul in Dragon Prison for many years before he could condense his divine soul to the limit. Ning Qi? A few years ago, he was not even a Battle Sovereign. So what if his divine soul was a king grade?

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