1215: C1215 Xuan Zhen Came in Person

C1215 Xuan Zhen Came in Person

1215. Xuan Zhen came in person.

The figure who had arrived at the 99th courtyard the earliest, the one that even Wang Lin hadn't noticed, suddenly revealed a trace of shock in his eyes.

In the golden light.

A bitter smile emerged on Ning Qi's face. Ever since he activated the divine ability of the Immortal Clan, the Combat Immortal Physique, his body had been out of his control.

If it wasn't for the fact that the golden light could eliminate Wang Xuanloong's attack, he was afraid that Wang Xuanloong would have killed him just now.

What kind of bullshit divine ability was this?

"There's actually a descendant of the Immortal Clan in such a distant world? Oh, it's just that the bloodline isn't pure enough. There seems to be a lot of miscellaneous things in it. How did you awaken the divine ability of our clan? It took me a full dozen breaths of time for this strand of my soul to reach this place, the consumption is enormous..."

A loud sound echoed in Ning Qi's mind.

"Who is it?"

Ning Qi was shocked.

At the same time, a green light broke free from Ning Qi's body. He tried to escape from the golden light in fear, but an Immortal Spirit Qi shattered the green light. Meng Tianshu, who was far away in the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Land, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His eyes revealed a trace of disbelief.

"And the evil spirit has attached itself to your body. This is truly a disgrace to the Immortal Clan."

The voice sounded once again, but Ning Qi's eyes couldn't see anything. In the next moment, he suddenly found himself being pulled into the endless void.

At the same time, a figure that was emitting Immortal Spirit Qi appeared in front of Ning Qi. He was standing on a cloud, wearing a Golden Armor and holding a long spear. His face was incomparably cold.

"Who are you?"

Ning Qi was shocked. How could he attract such an existence when he used his Combat Immortal Physique?

"I am the guardian god of the Combat Immortal Clan. You are not a member of the Combat Immortal Clan. I don't have the right to know who I am. If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have come here. However, since you have come this time, seeing that you possess the bloodline of the Immortal Clan... Next time... Don't even think about letting me come here!"

In the next moment, Ning Qi's consciousness suddenly entered the darkness.

In the outside world, the golden light dissipated and Ning Qi instantly appeared in front of everyone. However, at this moment, whether it was his expression or aura, they were all different from before.

However, none of the people present had any understanding of Ning Qi. They simply couldn't tell the difference between the two of them.

"All of you, attack together."

Ning Qi glanced at everyone indifferently. A trace of disdain flashed across his eyes.

"Hiss..."

Wang Xue and the rest sucked in a breath of cold air. Was this guy crazy?

There were at least a hundred Dharma Image Cultivators on the scene, including the elders and Patriarch Wang Lin!

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Ning Qi frowned impatiently when he saw that no one was moving.

When Wang Lin saw this scene, he couldn't help but furrow his brows. One of the branch cultivators saw this and thought that Wang Lin was angry. He immediately shouted at Ning Qi, "Arrogant brat, I'll take you in!"

This man was an Early Period of Dharma Image Stage warrior. As soon as his voice faded, a High-grade Yellow Rank Vajra Dharma Image descended from the sky and pressed down on Ning Qi.

The cultivation techniques of the Wang Family were mostly condensed from Vajra Dharma Image, but the grades were different. For example, Profound True Great Saint's Vajra Dharma Image was a Middle-grade Profound Rank!

"Ant."

Ning Qi looked at this scene with disdain. With a flick of his finger, the High-grade Yellow Rank Vajra Dharma Image exploded and turned into ashes.

The Dharma Image Cultivator was severely injured in an instant, and a look of disbelief appeared on its face. At the same time, a sense of despair rose in its heart. The dharma idol was the foundation of the Dharma Image Cultivator. Once the Dharma Idol was destroyed, even if it was re-condensed in the future, its power would not be even one-tenth of what it was before!

When the Dharma Image Cultivator present saw this scene, they could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. As for Wang Xue and the others, they were already dumbstruck.

"How, how... How could he be so strong..."

Wang Mu's eyes were filled with fear. The Dharma Image Cultivator just now... It was an existence that was two generations older than his father. Its cultivation base was even three times stronger than Wang Xuanloong's. However, such an existence was instantly destroyed by Ning Qi with a single strike!

Wang Xuanloong subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His back was already drenched with sweat.

The elders of the various peaks flew to Wang Lin's side one after another. They stared at Ning Qi vigilantly. At this moment, they didn't believe what Wang Xuanloong had said. An existence like this must have another purpose in infiltrating the Wang family!

"Who are you?"

Wang Lin's facial expression finally turned serious. In his point of view, if he could kill an Early Period of Dharma Image Stage warrior in an instant, the opponent must be at least a Late Period of Dharma Image Stage warrior, at the same level as him!

In the void, the figure that no one had noticed before was looking at Ning Qi with a look of shock and doubt.

"It seems like I have used up a lot of my energy... Let's go back..."

Ning Qi ignored Wang Lin and muttered to himself. In the next moment, a golden light burst out from his body once again. Everyone quickly retreated from the courtyard and looked at this scene with fear.

After the golden light faded, Ning Qi looked at his body with a strange expression. Then, he slowly looked at Wang Xue, only to find that she had a good relationship with him. At this moment, his eyes were also filled with fear.

What happened just now?

Where did that fellow who called himself the guardian god of the War Immortal Clan go?

A few doubts arose in Ning Qi's heart.

From the looks in their eyes, Ning Qi could guess that something must have happened just now. Otherwise, why would Wang Xuanloong look at him in fear just like Wang Xue?

"No! This kid's Qi was different from before! Could it be that a Creator has possessed him? "

The figure that had been hiding in the void suddenly walked out. When the crowd saw him, they were pleasantly surprised.

"Old ancestor!"

"Grandson greets Ancestor!"

"Nephew pays his respects to Patriarch!"

"Grandson greets the Old Ancestor!"

"Xuan Sun greets the Ancestor!"

All the Dharma Image Cultivator bowed.

Those disciples of the Wang family below the Dharma Image Stage didn't even have the right to bow. They immediately knelt down on the ground, including Wang Xue.

"Could this person be Profound True Great Saint?"

Ning Qi's eyes gradually became vigilant.

"All of you, get up."

Profound True Great Saint said faintly.0

"Yes!"

The disciples of Wang family who were kneeling on the ground stood up one after another. Those Dharma Image Cultivator who were bowing also stood up. Their eyes were still fixed on Profound True Great Saint, and they revealed looks of worship and respect.

"Father, did your trip to the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Land go smoothly?"

Wang Lin cupped his hands and asked.

"Yes."

Profound True Great Saint only lightly nodded his head and his eyes fell on Ning Qi. When Wang Mu saw this, he could not help but gloat in his heart.

What a great idea! In front of Profound True Great Saint, he had destroyed the dharma idol of a Dharma Image Cultivator from the Wang family. This time, wouldn't he be dead for sure?

"Wang Lin, how much do you think he looks like Feng Jiuxian?"

Profound True Great Saint's voice was heard slowly.

What?

Feng Jiuxian?

Everyone was shocked, and they couldn't help but look at Ning Qi.

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