1822: C1822 More than People

C1822 More than People

More than people.

Whether it was the people of Meeting Hall or the cultivators of both sides standing outside the hall, their expressions were slightly shocked when they heard Ning Qi's words.

Not only did Ning Beixuan declare war on the Happy Devil Sect, he also forbade others from leaving this place?

"Junior brother, look..."

Pill Emperor Bodhi wanted to persuade him, but his ears twitched slightly. He looked at Ning Qi in shock, and a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.

"Your Wang family wants to start a war with my Happy Devil Sect? Apart from the messenger, no one else can leave this place. Hehehe... "

Zhuge Tao looked at Ning Qi with a mocking expression. The twelve subordinates he brought with him would sneer from time to time. Their eyes were fixed on every vital part of Ning Qi's body.

Wang Yan hesitated for a moment. He moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something. But when he saw the cold look on Ning Qi's face, he swallowed the words he wanted to say back into his stomach. As for Wang Zhong and Wang Tong, they were stunned for a moment before they reacted. They looked at each other and saw a trace of joy in each other's eyes.

Those who didn't know would think that Ning Qi was arrogant. However, they knew Ning Qi pretty well. When those Creators came to Wang family to seek revenge, everyone thought that Ning Qi was no match for them, but what happened in the end? All of them were hung on the pillar of shame, allowing others to admire them!

They felt that Ning Qi wouldn't do something he wasn't confident in. Since he said that he wanted to start a war with the Happy Devil Sect, it would be a war!

A hint of fighting spirit appeared in Wang Zhong's eyes, and he couldn't hold it any longer in his heart.

"I heard that the Happy Devil Sect has four Eighth Tribulation Creators, and they are called the Great Elder. Among these four people, you should be ranked at the bottom, right?"

Ning Qi looked at Zhuge Tao with a mocking expression.

"What do you want to say?"

Zhuge Tao's expression changed slightly. He hated it when people used this matter to make fun of him. Even his friends in the same generation knew about this taboo.

When the twelve cultivators behind him heard Ning Qi's words, they had already prepared to attack. Their killing intent gradually filled the hall.

"I want to tell you a piece of good news. Now, you might be the number one Great Elder."

Ning Qi said with a faint smile.

"What?"

Zhuge Tao was stunned and frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Because I killed the other three."

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"Hiss..."

When the cultivators inside and outside the hall heard this, all of them sucked in a breath of cold air. Their faces were filled with disbelief. Ning Qi was actually so powerful that he killed the other three Great Elders of the Happy Devil Sect?

"If junior brother isn't lying to Zhuge Tao, then his combat strength has already reached such a level? That old man from the Cold Stream isn't someone easy to deal with..."

Pill Emperor Bodhi looked at Ning Qi in a daze.

Behind him, Shen Bai and the others were also stunned, and their eyes revealed a trace of disbelief. They were the Creators, so they naturally knew how terrifying the means of the Creator of the Eight Tribulations were. In just a few short years, Ning Qi's cultivation base had risen to such an extent? This was unbelievable!

"What a joke! You think you can kill the Great Elder of Happy Devil Sect?"

Zhuge Tao looked at Ning Qi with a mocking expression. He didn't believe what Ning Qi just said. At this moment, a subordinate behind him volunteered, "Great Elder, let's not waste any more time talking nonsense with this kid. Let's suppress him first. Take it! Happy Devil Gourd! We'll talk about it later!"

"Alright."

Zhuge Tao nodded lightly and looked at Ning Qi. "Do you want to take it out yourself, or do you want me to do it?"1

"Happy Devil Gourd, it's right here. You can take it."

Ning Qi smiled and the Happy Devil Gourd appeared in the center of his palm. Zhuge Tao and the others' expressions changed when they saw this. They looked at the Happy Devil Gourd with excitement. This was the sacred item of Happy Devil Sect, the Supreme Spirit Artifact that was specially used by their Demon Lord!

"What's wrong? You don't dare to take it? Then I'll keep it. "

Ning Qi smiled. With a flip of his palm, the Happy Devil Gourd disappeared once again.

A cold glint flashed across Zhuge Tao's eyes when he saw this. He coldly harrumphed, "Go, suppress him. I don't care if he lives or dies."

Trembling Qi emerged from the bodies of the twelve cultivators behind Zhuge Tao. Each and every one of them... * Hong Long...... * They had inquired about Ning Qi's background and thought that he was the strongest. He could only deal with five Sixth Tribulation Creator at the same time, and twelve of them could work together. He was definitely not a match for them.

"More people than me? Then let's compete."

Ning Qi smiled. With a thought, a figure appeared beside him.

"Senior Ning?"

Shee Wuming was supposed to stay in the domain of fortune, but he was pulled out by Ning Qi in an instant. He had a blank expression on his face.

"Wait!"

Zhuge Tao reached out his hand to stop his subordinate, then looked at Shee Wuming in shock and doubt, "You are a Blood Python Clan Cultivator? Sixth Tribulation Creator?"

"This is the new home I found for your Blood Python Clan. From now on, you all will be staying here. Compared to the desolate lands of the Nine Great Desolate Domain, this place is more suitable for your cultivation."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Thank you, Senior Ning!"

Shee Wuming thanked him immediately.

"So you are working together with the Blood Python Clan Cultivator, but do you think a mere six tribulation Blood Python can scare me, Zhuge Tao? Even if their patriarch is here personally, our Happy Devil Sect won't be afraid."

Zhuge Tao gave Ning Qi a mocking look, then his eyes fell upon Shee Wuming. "Sir, do you know who this man is? He is a wanted criminal of Happy Devil Sect. You should stand with him. I advise you to leave as soon as possible. "

"Happy Devil Sect..."

Shee Wuming gave Zhuge Tao a strange look. Ning Qi had a grudge with the Happy Devil Sect. After all, the Happy Devil Sect in Death Impasse was destroyed by Ning Qi alone. If it was before, he wouldn't have offended the Happy Devil Sect for Ning Qi's sake. However, he had personally witnessed how Ning Qi easily suppressed the Snake Sovereign. Such terrifying strength. Even if Happy Devil Sovereign was here personally, he was afraid that he wouldn't be a match for Happy Devil Sovereign.

"A mere six tribulation Blood Python? Hehe, Zhuge Tao, I told you, who do you want to compete with today? I will compete with you. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ning Qi smiled faintly. Then, a group of figures appeared behind him out of thin air. Everyone was shocked at first, but they all gasped at the same time. Even Pill Emperor Bodhi's facial expression changed. Zhuge Tao could no longer remain calm. He could already sense several auras that were similar to his aura from those figures. Eight Tribulations Blood Python? How was this possible?

"Mr. Ning, from now on, this place will be our Blood Python Clan's new home?"

Python Sovereign Shele's appearance had caused Zhuge Tao to fall into a state of terror. His face turned pale, and his body couldn't help but tremble because he could sense an aura that wasn't any weaker than Happy Devil Sovereign's. This was the Ninth Tribulation Creator!

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