2775: C2775 Fifty Thousand Merit Points

C2775 Fifty Thousand Merit Points

2775. 50,000 merit points.

If one were to say that the eyes of those evil ghosts were slightly concealed... Now, they were looking at Ning Qi and Yaen Zhibei with burning eyes. The group of evil ghosts who were sitting at the same table as the two of them couldn't wait to stand up. It seemed that as long as Ximen Jing gave the order, they would swallow Ning Qi and Yaen Zhibei into their stomachs!

Cold sweat kept coming out of Yaen Zhibei's forehead and fell on the table along his face. He didn't dare to move. He forced a smile on his face and looked at Ning Qi out of the corner of his eye.

"Hehe, a living person? I remember that I didn't invite you all this time. Who are you all? How dare you talk nonsense about my wedding? Do you want to die? "

Ximen Jing looked at the two of them coldly, and a ferocious smile emerged on his face.

When the other Ghost King saw that the person who spoke was Ning Qi, he revealed a smile that was not a smile on his face, as if he was watching a show.

As for Yun Bu Er from the Ghost Spirit Sect, he looked at Ning Qi and Yaen Zhibei with a serious expression. At the same time, he looked around.

"When we came here, did we find anything wrong?"

Yun Bu Er asked in a low voice.

The Spirit Level Expert sitting at the same table looked at each other. One of them said to Yun Bu Er, "Elder Yun, do you suspect that these two were sent by another sect? Are they planning to snatch business from us?"

Yun Bu Er nodded with a serious expression. Besides this reason, he really could not figure out which Spiritual Grade existence would dare to mock these thousand-year-old ghosts in this situation!

"Nonsense?"

Ning Qi smiled and shook his head. He stood up and walked towards Ximen Jing and the others. Seeing this, the ghosts on the scene followed Ning Qi closely. A trace of curiosity arose in their hearts. They thought to themselves that this young man was very bold. He dared to be so arrogant in front of dozens of Ghost King, yet he didn't retreat and instead advanced?

When Ning Qi stood up, Yaen Zhibei also stood up. He followed closely behind Ning Qi. He had no choice but to sit at the same table as so many spirit level evil spirits. It was really making things difficult for him. The current situation seemed like a dead end to him. However, Yaen Zhibei knew that only by following Ning Qi closely would he be able to survive in death!

Not long after, Ning Qi walked into the group of Ghost King and looked at Ximen Jing indifferently. The rest of Ghost King also looked at the two of them curiously.

"I said you are about to die. Do you really not believe me?"

Ning Qi said with a smile.

Ximen Jing was taller than Ning Qi. He lowered his head and looked down at Ning Qi from above. He had a ferocious look to begin with, but now, because of the killing intent in his heart, he looked even more frightening.

He was preparing to marry the ninety-eighth living concubine, but because of Ximen Jing's Qi, he had no choice but to marry her. She was trembling in fear, but she seemed to be able to sense it as well. Ning Qi and Yaen Zhibei were living people. Therefore, besides being afraid, there was also a trace of hope in the depths of their eyes as they looked at the two of them!

"Kid, tell me, which sect did you come from?"

Ximen Jing took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

When he was in the mortal world, he was just a beggar. After he died, he went to the Underworld and achieved what he had achieved today step by step. He absolutely didn't rely on brute force, but on the years he had been a beggar. The wisdom he'd accumulated! It was just that these wisdom happened to shine brightly in the Underworld!

How could a living person without a backer provoke a group of Ghost King in this kind of occasion?

"I'm just a First Rank rogue cultivator."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Rogue cultivator?"

"When did rogue cultivators become so bold?"

The curiosity in Ghost King's eyes intensified.

Yun Bu Er frowned at Ning Qi and suddenly said, "If you are really a rogue cultivator, you won't be able to leave today."

"Who said I'm leaving?"

Ning Qi smiled.1

Ximen Jing was about to speak again when a Long Sword appeared in Ning Qi's hand. It was unknown when it appeared in his hand, but it stabbed into Ximen Jing's forehead.

In the next moment, with a bang, Ximen Jing's body suddenly collapsed. He didn't even have the time to react until his soul dispersed!

"Ding! Congratulations to Host for obtaining 1000 merit points. '"

The pleasant voice of the system sounded once again.

"What's going on?"

"This kid killed Ximen Jing with a single sword strike?"

"Who the hell is he?"

When Ghost King saw this scene, his facial expression changed drastically. He stood up and looked at Ning Qi with fear in his eyes. Apart from fear, there was also a trace of fear in his eyes.

Yun Bu Er and the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect who came with him were also shocked. They looked at this scene in disbelief. Ximen Jing, a thousand-year-old old ghost who had dominated this place for so many years, had died just like that?

How was this possible?

"I've said it before. Your death is imminent. Do you believe me now?"

Ning Qi smiled. His eyes suddenly locked onto a Ghost King.

Although Ghost King didn't have a physical body, cold sweat seemed to break out on his back as Ning Qi stared at him. Without waiting for him to open his mouth, the tip of the sword had already pierced deep into his glabella!

Bang!

Ghost King exploded on the spot and dissipated into the air.

"Ding! Congratulations to Host for obtaining 1000 merit points! '"

The system notification sounded out once again.

Seeing Ning Qi killing two Ghost King in a row, the rest of the Ghost King didn't dare to stand still. They didn't even dare to say anything, they turned around and tried to escape. Those hundred-year-old old ghosts and ordinary devils also reacted. Run in all directions!

"Ding! Congratulations to Host for obtaining 1000 merit points!"

"'Ding!' Congratulations to Host... '"

"'Ding!' Congratulations... '"

The system's notifications rang out continuously, towards those ordinary malevolent spirits, as for the existence of Ghost King... However, all of them were killed by Ning Qi, and their souls were scattered. The one who ran the fastest... He had only managed to reach the main gate when he died in front of the old butler who was Ximen Jing's subordinate.

The old man stared blankly at the dead Ghost King. He sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at Ning Qi in shock. He had already forgotten to run away.

Ning Qi's merit points kept exploding. Soon, his merit points had broken the fifty thousand mark. And... At this moment, whether it was Ximen Jing or Ghost King who had come to attend his wedding, all of them had died under Ning Qi's sword. In the courtyard, only Yaen Zhibei, Yun Bu Er, and his group of disciples were left. The boys and girls, as well as the girl who almost had sex with Ximen Jing, were still in a daze.

The rest of the ghosts had long run away!

Yun Bu Er wanted to run too, but this thought of his dissipated when Ning Qi killed the group of Ghost King. He didn't dare to make any movements, and it was because of this that he lived to the end!

Yaen Zhibei heaved a deep sigh of relief. The fear in his eyes when he looked at Ning Qi increased a little.

"Who are you? Why did you kill us?"

Yun Bu Er tried his best to look calm, but his trembling voice still made people realize his feelings.

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