1772: C1772 The Battle Was Approaching

C1772 The Battle Was Approaching

Article 1772. The battle was approaching.

"What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

Seeing Ning Qi's expression, Fei Yuting's eyes flashed with suspicion.

"After Profound True Great Saint and Aunt Jian came out of the Void Domain, they were thrown into the Immortal Prison. They are not in the Death Impasse..."

Ning Qi said.

"How is this possible? Why did Pudu Immortal King lie to us?"

Wang Lin couldn't believe it.

Fei Yuting's face darkened. From Ning Qi's tone, she was almost certain that what Ning Qi said was true. Then, they had to find out why Pudu Immortal King lied to them.

"As for the reason, when I have the chance, I will go and ask him myself."

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"That's right. Now that you can even kill the Seven Tribulations Dragon Clan, Pudu Immortal King is definitely no match for you. If this bastard is trying to harm us, my good grandson, don't be polite to him. Just kill him!"

Fei Yuting said while gnashing her teeth. The killing intent on her body was extremely strong. Compared to him, Wang Lin's temper was more stable. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Pudu Immortal King is Immortal Emperor Daoyan's subordinate. If we kill him... I'm afraid..."

"Grandpa, grandma, Beixuan has already killed a few Immortal Kings. I don't think Immortal Emperor Daoyan would care about such a trivial matter. After all, they are all killed openly on the battlefield."

Holy Concubine of Cold Heaven said with a smile.

"Oh?"

The two of them were slightly stunned. They had not heard this news before.

Fei Yuting curiously asked about it. When she found out that Ning Qi had indeed killed Ganges Immortal King and the others without being punished by Immortal Emperor Daoyan, Wang Lin also let out a long sigh in his heart.

However, the matter of Cangji Yuanzun had made Wang Lin somewhat worried.

He was afraid that Wang family would be implicated in this matter. Compared to the existence of Original Sovereign Level, Wang family was as weak as a three year old child. They had no ability to resist at all.

"As for the Wang family, with my senior brother's protection, there shouldn't be too much trouble. After all, Cangji Yuanzun was a man who cared about his reputation. If it was for a mere Ganges Immortal King... If the Wang family was involved, his reputation would be tarnished in Central Continent. As long as he doesn't do it himself, my senior brother, Pill Emperor Bodhi, would be able to handle it."

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"I never thought that you would grow to such an extent in just a few thousand years. You are truly blessed by the heavens."

Wang Lin sighed, his words were filled with pride.

"Chief, there is someone outside requesting an audience. He claims to be the Nine Nether Devil Sect's Cold Stream!"

Zhang Qinghua's voice came from outside the courtyard.

Cold Stream?

Ning Qi's eyes slightly moved.

"Cold Stream of the Nine Nether Devil Sect? Is he the one ranked sixth on the combat strength ranking? My good grandson, you have to be careful. The Nine Nether Devil Sect once caused hundreds and thousands of disciples of the Wang family to die. These guys are very vengeful and vicious! "

Fei Yuting immediately reminded him.

Wang Lin nodded his head, "Back then, the disciples of the Wang family and that disciple of the Nine Nether Devil Sect were just a little misunderstanding. They just said that they wanted to destroy the Wang family. If it wasn't for your big grandfather bringing that group of disciples to apologize, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been able to see us today. You must be careful when you meet the cultivators of Nine Nether Devil Sect. Don't let him catch you. "

Both of them were very worried. After all, in their point of view, Ning Qi was only ranked ninth on the combat strength ranking, while his opponent was ranked sixth on the combat strength ranking. If they were to fight, Ning Qi shouldn't be a match for Han Jian. Besides, Han Jian wasn't the strongest existence in the Nine Nether Devil Sect. He was a Creator of the Eight Tribulations. There were still many people in the Nine Nether Devil Sect, and the scariest one was Nine Nether Devil Sovereign!

The incident in the Wang family was still fresh in their minds.

Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly. He didn't intend to see the Cold Stream. But this time, he discovered that Wang Lin and the others were also in the Death Impasse, and had become First Tribulation Creator. Then, they would definitely be dragged into the desperate battlefield when the war of gambling began. As a result, the ancient formation diagram mentioned by the Frigid Stream Sect... Ning Qi became somewhat interested.

According to what the Cold Stream had said, any cultivator that was pulled into the Impassable Battlefield... They would be able to stay until the end of the gambling war and obtain a trace of the God Stone of Despair. Even though Ning Qi didn't fancy it, this was clearly very important to Wang Lin and his wife. If they used the domain of good fortune to protect them, they wouldn't be able to obtain a bit of it.

"I understand. Don't worry."

Ning Qi smiled, stood up and walked out.

...

Meeting Hall.

Ning Qi sat at the main seat. Under Zhang Qinghua's lead, Han Jian walked straight in. When he saw Ning Qi, he smiled and cupped his hands. "Mr. Ning, we meet again."

"Brother Han, please take a seat."

Ning Qi smiled.

Han Jian sat down. When he saw Zhang Qinghua leave, he smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Ning, another person on the combat strength ranking has disappeared."

"Oh, who is it?"

Ning Qi smiled and said.

"Evil Ye."

Cold Stream's eyes fell on Ning Qi's face, as if he wanted to see something from his expression. What disappointed him was that Ning Qi's expression was very normal.

However, in Han Jian's heart, he was almost certain that it was Ning Qi's doing. After all, Ning Qi had asked about Evil Ye's whereabouts at that time. Not long after that, Evil Ye had disappeared from the combat strength ranking. This was definitely not a coincidence.

"So it's him. This man won't contribute much in the war, so he died. It shouldn't have much impact on Brother Han and the others' plan, right?"

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"Indeed, it doesn't have much of an impact. It's just that a few days ago, a few cultivators came to Seven Sect Valley. I felt that it was necessary to inform Mr. Ning about this, so I came here today."

Han Jian said with a smile.

"Oh?"

Ning Qi smiled and looked at Han Jian.

"They are Yan Shengzi's men. They knew that the Happy Devil Sect was destroyed by Mr. Ning. So, they came to Seven Sect Valley to take a look and asked me a few more questions. They left, but what we said shouldn't have too much of an impact on Mr. Ning. "

Han Jian said with a smile.

Ning Qi looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile. This fellow had really thought it through carefully. He was afraid that they had already told others everything they knew about him. He was also afraid that he would cause trouble for them in the future, so he might as well tell them everything he knew. It seemed to be frank and frank, but wasn't it because they were afraid of his combat strength?

However, the news about the Frigid Stream wasn't useless. At least, Ning Qi knew that Daoyan had already suspected that he was the masked cultivator.

"Brother Han, tell me more about the details of the ancient formation diagram and how you are going to arrange it."

Ning Qi said with a faint smile.

Han Jian was slightly startled, then a hint of joy flashed across his eyes. He was thinking about how to persuade Ning Qi to at least make him agree verbally. He didn't expect Ning Qi to take the initiative to bring it up, which made him feel that this trip wasn't in vain.

"Mr. Ning, listen to me slowly!"1

The next day, the Cold Stream left the Yunqi Village.

Time passed very quickly. The day of the great war of gambling was getting closer and closer...

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